pastoral fragrance

Chapter 320 Going to the Funeral
Xia Qingsang bulged out a pair of goldfish eyes, and was puzzled by Xia Yan's words. "What's going on? Could it be that girl's parents still want to keep her for a year?" The girl is only 15 years old, and the parents are naturally reluctant. It's human nature to want to stay for another year.Although she felt a little lost in her heart, Grandpa could understand the feelings of being a parent.

Xia Yan shook his head helplessly, "Last night, someone from Hanjia Village brought a letter saying that Grandma Qiulin had passed away."

Xia Qingsang couldn't help but continue to widen his eyes when he heard that.Something happened at this juncture, but what can be done, death is the most important thing.Xia Qingsang sniffed and patted Xia Yan's back lightly. "It's only about a year, and it will pass soon, so please be patient."

Now that things are going on, what else can we do? This marriage can only be discussed after a year.

Let's say that in the middle of the night last night, Xu Nanshan's family was sleeping soundly, when suddenly they heard cocks crowing and dogs barking outside the house, making it very noisy.The excitement was like thunder and lightning, and everyone woke up from their sleep.Han put on her clothes, opened the door and came out.By the white moonlight, Han Shi saw herself. There was a man standing outside the yard, but he was only five feet tall, and he seemed to be a boy in his teens.

Han was taken aback, where did this person come from? How could he appear in front of her yard for no reason?
Seeing someone coming out, the man hurriedly said: "My aunt, the younger one is your natal servant. I just came here from Luoshui Village. In the evening, the old lady of the Dong family passed away unfortunately. The younger one was specially sent by the Dong family. Auntie reports." After the man finished speaking, he took out a piece of white cloth from his chest.Against the backdrop of the bright moon, the white cloth looked very cold and treacherous.

Han's heart suddenly plummeted, and he staggered two steps and was about to fall to the ground.Fortunately, Qiuhe Qiulin also came out at this time, helping Han Shi from left and right, so that Han Shi didn't fall down.

She had a pale face, and disbelief was written on her slightly weathered face.Secretly calming down, she asked with a trembling voice: "What did you just say, say it again!" Mrs. Han really suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. They had only been to Han's Village in the first month of this year. Mother's body was obviously very strong. Why? meeting……

The man also looked sad, and repeated what he had just said.This time, not only the Han family was hit hard, but even Qiuhe and Qiulin's brothers and sisters were struck by a thunderbolt, how could it be?Grandma's body has always been strong, why did she go away suddenly?The news came so suddenly, it was like a bolt from the blue to them!

Han's face was pale without any color, his eyes kept bulging, his slightly chapped lips kept trembling, and his whole body was trembling.Before her tears fell, she rolled her eyes and passed out so straight.Qiuhe and Qiulin brothers and sisters were so frightened that they hurriedly helped those who pinched the Han family neutralize the tiger's mouth.The tears of both of them were crackling and falling down.

Xu Nanshan in the room heard the movement outside, and held his breath to hear the sound outside the house clearly, but the sound was intermittent and couldn't be heard clearly. Xu Nanshan beat his already unconscious legs with a decadent expression, burning with anxiety.What happened outside the house, why did he hear the crying?
Thanks to the hard work of Qiuhe Qiulin and his sister, Han finally opened his eyes slowly.She looked around in a daze, thinking of what happened just now, her heart was like a knife.With the support of Qiuhe and Qiulin, he stumbled up and stood up, barely supporting his body so that he would not fall again, barely suppressing the sadness in his heart, and said: "Hurry up, call Hu Mingzi's family over. Qiuhe you Don't worry about your mother, go and help your father get dressed, Qiulin, go and bring the ox cart over, and we'll go to Han's Village overnight!"

After Han finished explaining all this, his whole body was shaking like a sieve.Seeing this, Qiulin didn't dare to leave. If the mother passed out again, the situation would be bad.Let's wait for Hu Mingzi's family to come.

When Hu Mingzi's family came, Han's face was pale, his lips were dark purple, and he was trembling and speechless.Qiulin told him everything about the family and the outside world.Only then did he help Mrs. Han get into the ox cart, and everyone hurried to Han's village together.

When we arrived at Hanjia Village, it was already dawn.A long crow and a short bark spread throughout the village. At dawn, the morning sun was already on the horizon, and the faint light shrouded the Han family village, creating an inexplicable desolation.As soon as they entered the entrance of the village, before they had gone far, they heard a faint sound of beating gongs and drums. The hearts of the people on the bullock cart tightened, and a bleak and sad atmosphere enveloped the bullock cart.Listening to the sound, Han's tears began to flow out again.

When I arrived at the gate of my grandma's yard, the sound of gongs and drums became more and more deafening.Ai Ai's desolate weeping sound slightly penetrated from the gap between the beating of gongs and drums, which made people feel heartbroken!I saw rows of white paper lanterns hanging under the eaves of the porch outside the house, with candles inside, and the outside of the house was as bright as day.There were several people sitting in the yard, and there were two gongs and drums sitting around each other, beating the gongs and drums vigorously.As soon as Qiulin and the others arrived, someone carried a string of firecrackers outside the yard to light them.

At this moment, someone came over to put them in filial piety clothes and tie filial handkerchiefs.Xu Nanshan and Han Shi are grandma's son-in-law and daughter, and they wear smiley handkerchiefs that reach down to their calves.Qiulin and Qiuhe's are shorter, only reaching the waist.After fastening the handkerchief, Han couldn't wait to rush into the main room.

I saw a dark black coffin in the center of the main room, a large brazier full of ashes in front of the coffin, and a thick stack of paper money on each side.There is a tufted cattail in front of it, on which a young boy is kneeling, holding a piece of thin paper money to light a burning white candle on the side.Then put the paper money into the brazier and burn the paper money seriously.There were two rows of people kneeling on the left and right of the coffin, all dressed in linen and mourning, all with sad expressions.

After Han Shi entered the room, seeing this scene, her heart felt like a knife was twisted.She staggered a few steps to the coffin, and fell to the ground with a "bang", holding the coffin tightly with both hands. Due to too much force, her nails had already penetrated into the sawdust of the coffin, but she didn't realize it.Holding the coffin is like crying for a while.Han shi was crying heartbroken, but at this time no one in the main room came to persuade her.

Those who wore sackcloth and filial piety all had tears in their eyes, and their cries varied from level to level. There were little girls weeping silently with their mouths pursed; cry.Seeing the criss-crossed cries in the room, Qiu Lin felt terrified, and the tears joined the crowd's weeping, making a mess.

(End of this chapter)