Yin Shi life

Chapter 1 Sacrifice

The autumn night in the mountain village is bleak and slightly romantic. The peaches and plums of Guangyaya are immersed in the thin white mist, and the moonlight is not very bright, shivering in the misty night sky.

Crack~crack~crack~crack clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap

There was a burst of firecrackers in front of a red brick house with six shelves.There is a shed in front of the house, surrounded by cypress branches that are dark green all year round.The entrance of the shed is pasted with a white paper, which reads: Advise you to drink a glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan.

The house belonged to the family of Zhang Shuben, a member of the Zhangjiashan Production Team of Caiyun Brigade, but Zhang Shuben didn't live in this house for a few days.He lives in an adobe house behind this house that can only be walked in by bowing.In this house lived his three sons.Each of the three sons was divided into two rooms, and there was no place for a tree, so they had to live in the old house.

woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo~

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of suona and drums.

You can't hear too much sorrow in the suona sound, but you can hear joy.

The children in Caiyun Village directly translated the suona sound: woo li woo la woo li woo, lift up the tree and enter the grave.

In rural areas, funerals are very grand, and it doesn't look like a mourning ceremony, but more like a farewell party.Both the filial and the disobedient like to make a big fuss at the funeral to show their filial piety.

Zhang Shuben died three days ago, and the ceremony has been carried out here for three days. Today is the last night, and some rituals must be done tonight.

The most important of these is the sacrifice.

The ceremony was held in a grand manner, and Zhang Jingxian, the most skilled Fengshui master in Caiyun brigade, was invited.

It is said that when breaking the four olds, people like Zhang Jingxian should be included in the list of monsters and ghosts.But Caiyun Village is a relatively remote place, the folk customs here are wild, and the news is not easy.The sports outside are already hot, but here it is calm.Similarly, a few years ago, it was popular to hold a memorial service for the dead, replacing the traditional funeral funeral, but here, it has always been a traditional funeral.Now that campaign has been going on for several years, but Caiyun Brigade has not changed at all

Zhang Jingxian is a capable person, and in Caiyun Village, he has reached the point where the children in the village dare not even cry when they hear his name.

If a child in any family cries at night, just tell him, "Zhang Jing is here first." The child can stop crying immediately.

Zhang Jingxian's sacrificial oration was like singing an opera, with a long voice.The old people like to hear the sacrificial oration most.It is said to be able to cry.However, because Zhang Jingxian was too involved, he had to take a rest after finishing the sacrifice.The first sacrifice is of course for the filial son.

Zhang Daneng, the eldest son of Zhang Shuben, was naturally the first sacrifice.Zhang Daneng knelt for three days in a row. By this time, his knees were sore and his whole body was limp.

Zhang Jingxian sang very emotionally, and sang a lot of trivial things about Zhang Shuben's life. People in the same village naturally knew very well about Zhang Shuben's difficulties when he was young and the hardships of his old wife after his death. The women and children were crying loudly, as if it was the first day they knew that there was such a good old man by their side.Zhang Daneng also knelt on the ground and kept shrugging his shoulders.The white linen cloth covered his face, and no one could see whether Zhang Daneng was really crying.

Zhang Jing sang a section first, and then sang, "Ascension, leveling the body. Fire the cannons and play great music."

The funeral gun rang three times in a row outside.Everyone in the room was shocked.

Zhang Jingxian whispered, "Da Neng goes to the side first, rest for a while, and then perform the second sacrifice."

No matter whose sacrifice it is, the filial son must kneel beside him.There is only a pause in the middle of the sacrifice.

At this time, a child's voice suddenly sounded.A little boy about four or five years old stood on a table and began to sing.

"Kneel. In [-] AD, Mr. Zhang Jingxian died of starvation in the old house. It's a pity. There are three sons, and none of them are useless. Who knows it is like raising pigs. Raising pigs can buy meat, but adopting sons is sad.”

"Damn Zhang Yunyang, don't bully the common people just because you are the production team leader." Zhang Daneng, who was kneeling on the ground, roared angrily.

That baby is not called Zhang Yunyang, but Zhang Yunyang is his father, and his name is Zhang Shanhai.Zhang Yunyang has a flat head with a teapot cover, big eyes, and a somewhat handsome appearance.It is exactly the same as his old man Zhang Yunyang printed in the same mold, of course he is a few sizes smaller.

Zhang Yunyang didn't immediately scold his son, "When will I dare to bully your family? Your three brothers are amazing. But even though I, Zhang Yunyang, have only one brother, I am not afraid of your family."

"What do you mean by instigating your bastard to sing this?" Zhang Daneng's momentum was eased by Zhang Yunyang, and his momentum was a little weaker than before.

"It's not like you don't know, I've studied for a few years, can I figure out that thing? Besides, he's telling half a lie about your family? If you were afraid of being told, where would you be?" Already?" Zhang Yunyang said disdainfully.Zhang Yunyang is 1.7 meters five, Kong Wu is powerful, an ordinary rural man, two or three people can't get close to him, and the three brothers Zhang Daneng may not be able to take much advantage if they go together.

The other two brothers of Zhang Daneng wanted to speak up, but they were blocked by Zhang Yunyang, so they quickly retreated.

"Shan Hai, keep singing, don't be afraid of him! Tonight, I'm in charge here." The one who spoke was Zhang Shugen, Zhang Shuben's brother, the chief housekeeper of the funeral, and the person in charge.

"Yes, yes, yes, Shanhai, keep singing! After the sacrifice is over, I will give you a red envelope!" The production team also booed.

If you just look at the scene tonight, you can see how the sons of Zhang Shuben's family are usually.In fact, all the folks in the Zhangjiashan production team knew that the sons of Zhang Shuben's family were all jerks, and none of the sons took care of Zhang Shuben's life.

The cause of Zhang Shuben's death was very simple. When someone from the village went to Zhang Shuben's low-rise house that day, he found that Zhang Shuben had already died, and there was no hot ashes on the stove. Leaving some hot ashes in the stove and a handful of rice in the pot, it seems that Zhang Shuben didn't even have the strength to cook in the end.Everyone in the production team believed that Zhang Shuben died of starvation.

Everyone in the neighbors knew that Zhang Shuben had been ill for several days.But Zhang Shuben's sons didn't even go in to see it.

Zhang Shanhai glanced at Zhang Yunyang timidly, he was a little afraid of his father.The education method at this time is very simple. Before education, use sticks to clean up the memory and then educate.While spanking, he had to say, "Did you remember this time?" The kid who was spanked had to respond, "Remember, I will never dare again." Zhang Shanhai put a The two-finger-wide bamboo strip left Zhang Shanhai's strong breath on it.

Zhang Yunyang glanced at Zhang Shanhai and snorted, but he didn't stop him.

Zhang Shanhai didn't know what his father's humming meant. He didn't know whether he was letting himself sing, or he was going to settle the score with himself when he went back.

At this time, Zhang Jing on the side spoke first, "Gua Wazi, you sang well, let's continue singing. The red envelope is designated for you, and you can also sit at dinner later."

At this time, it’s actually not much money to send a red envelope to the Yin master. It’s a great thing to put ten yuan in it each, and it’s usually two or three yuan.But at that time, the money was worth a lot.Zhang Shuben spent only a hundred yuan to build this big house.Asking the villagers to help with things does not require wages at all, just take care of the food.

Zhang Shanhai was moved by the two conditions that Zhang Jing said first. He had money to take and meat to eat.It should be a very rare thing in this day and age.

Zhang Shanhai nodded and sang again.Zhang Jingxian was also very surprised.Because even Zhang Jingxian had to write the sacrificial text in advance, and then read it to the sacrificial text.But Zhang Shanhai sang directly there, as if he had already made a draft.Zhang Shanhai is only in his teens, so it's really not easy to be able to do this.If he really did it himself, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a genius.

Zhang Shanhai read again in his immature childlike voice, "There are three children, and the family is the most unfortunate. They are disobedient and unfilial, and they don't care about the autumn dew and winter snow. Poor old man, he dragged the child to grow up, built a bright house, but married A tiger and a wolf's daughter-in-law. Toiled to death, starving to death in an adobe house."

The previous paragraph was a tribute to Zhang Shuben.Although Zhang Shuben's three sons were dissatisfied with being teased by a hairy-mouthed child, they were also worried about causing public anger at this time.

Zhang Shanhai's recitation was not as mournful as Zhang Jingxian's, but it was easier to understand than Zhang Jingxian's recitation. The most important thing was that he sang the evil of the three brothers to the fullest.

"Hehe, the cub of Yunyang's family is really a genius, he can make so many tricks at such a young age." Some of the villagers gathered around to watch the excitement said.

"Old Ba, you are out of your mind. Only people believe that this kid can make such a name. It must be Yunyang who instigated it behind the scenes." Another person said.

"Yunyang instigated it. Mazi, you idiot, it's because Yunyang deducted your work points last time, so you let him stink! If Yunyang had this ability, he would have been a brigade cadre long ago, and he still needs to stay in bed." In the production team? If he goes to school and has more ink in his stomach, I won’t be surprised even if he becomes a commune cadre.” Someone immediately stood up and said.This person is called Zhang Zhizhan, and he is close friends with Zhang Yunyang.Hearing someone speak ill of Zhang Yunyang, he was naturally a little unhappy.

The competition here is lively, and the Zhang Shanhai Festival is also at its climax.

"The filial son bows before his death. Kneel!" Zhang Shanhai sang loudly.

The three Zhang Daneng brothers always thought that Zhang Jing was letting this kid mess around, but they ignored it.

Zhang Jingxian remained silent, waiting to see how Zhang Shanhai would respond.

But Zhang Shugen, the housekeeper, got angry, "What's the matter? Your father is dead, and you are so wronged to ask you to kneel down? Did Shan Hai sing a half sentence wrong? If it was in the past, you would be sent to the ancestral hall Yes. It’s a new society now, and we don’t pay much attention to such things. But if you don’t know how to repent at this time, I will report to the brigade commune tomorrow and send you three brothers to labor reform. Socialism talks about respecting the elderly and loving the elderly. Young children, children like you should be sent there for reform."

In this era, no evidence is needed. As long as everyone in the production team agrees by raising their hands, a commune member can be sent to the labor camp.Of course the three brothers Zhang Daneng were afraid, so they had no choice but to kneel down reluctantly.

Zhang Daneng cursed in his heart, "You son of a bitch, when I go up the mountain, I'll see if I can kill you, you bitch!"

"The filial son kneels before the spirit! Kneel!" Zhang Shanhai became more energetic when he saw the three brothers Zhang Daneng kneeling in front of Zhang Shuben's coffin.