Full-time student master

Chapter 61
After Qin Tian fell asleep at night, Song Kun was smoking a cigarette downstairs in the municipal committee's family courtyard without any sleepiness, and the phone in his hand was about to run out of battery.

Since nightfall, this 60-year-old man has made countless phone calls, begged many leaders, and said many good words.

But when the other party agreed to call him to the municipal party committee, those who interceded all backed down.

So Song Kunyou began to answer the phone one by one, and the reply they gave was, "No way, this case is too big, no one can handle it!"

Song Kun's heart felt as if it was extremely cold at night, and at this moment, his hand holding the mobile phone was also shaking non-stop.

If the four highly decomposed corpses were found to be homicides, this would already be a major provincial case, and no one would be able to help him unless he found a major leader in the province.

Song Kun finally figured it out, but with a wry smile on his face, he said in a low voice, "Retribution!"

In the early morning of the next day, when the sun shone on Donghe City, an indescribable chill filled the air.

Qin Tian got up early in the morning to go out, and just took a few steps before he ran back home in the cold.

Putting on a thick cotton padded jacket for himself, after looking at the time, he found his mother's cotton padded jacket in his mother's room, and then Qin Tian walked towards the train station.

My mother was on night shift yesterday, and she should be off work soon.

When Qin Tian arrived at the ticket office, he happened to see his mother handing over and seeing her walk out, so Qin Tian put the cotton coat on her body.

The mother watched Qin Tian give her clothes, touched Qin Tian's hand subconsciously, and said, "It's cold outside!"

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Yes! I came here just now because I was afraid that you would catch the cold. That's right! After I've been busy for the past few days, I will accompany you to do a fumigation."

My mother shook her head when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "No need, it's worth hundreds of dollars at a time!"

Qin Tian took his mother's hand with a smile, and walked out like this, and said at the same time, "You don't need to worry about this. My son can earn money now, and a few hundred yuan is nothing. As long as my mother is in good health, it is better than Everything is strong!"

The mother looked at Qin Tian with tears in her smiling eyes, and thought to herself, "It's over, the child is grown!"

After taking his mother home, Qin Tian left the house without breakfast. Today is the funeral ceremony for the secretary of the Duzhuang Village Committee, so he had to go.

When he was about to arrive at Duzhuang, Qin Tian called Liu Ge, so when he got off at the end of Duzhuang village, Liu Ge was already standing there waiting.

After getting off the car, Liu Ge stuffed a handful of toilet paper into Qin Tian's hand, which was actually paper money for the deceased.

When Qin Tian and the others were about to arrive, Qin Tian saw a whole row of paper carts, paper horses, paper cars and houses on a street in front of him.

Immediately afterwards there was a burst of high-pitched and loud suona sounds, the more people walked inside, the more people could faintly hear crying.

Du Haibin, the secretary of the Duzhuang Village Committee, went to his house to check the situation on the snowy night, and was smashed into the snow-collapsed house.

When the family members found out, they had already died, and they were hardened!
"Friends worship..."

"A salute..."

"Goodbye..."

"Three salutes..."

"Thank you from the family..."

"rise……"

Qin Tian and Liu Ge kowtowed three times in front of Du Haibin's coffin, and then someone led them to the ceremony room. Qin Tian took out 1000 yuan and handed it to Liu Ge, saying, "This time I am crossing the ceremony, so I wrote you name!"

Liu Ge was very grateful when he heard the words. If you know whose name is recorded in boasting, the more face you will have.

This shows that this person is doing well, even if it is not his own business, there will be friends who will come to help.

So through Qin Tian's words, Liu Ge had a different view of Qin Tian, ​​a young man.

After receiving the gifts, Qin Tian and Liu Ge were led to a courtyard full of round tables.

As soon as Liu Ge appeared, he was called over by several brothers of the same clan, and Qin Tian naturally followed.

Through their conversation, Qin Tian knew that the surname Du was the largest in Du Zhuang, and the second largest was the surname Liu.

But what they discussed at the meeting was, how would their people surnamed Liu worship during the road sacrifice.

In this place of Donghe City, during the road sacrifice for the funeral, all the guests who came had to kowtow to the deceased again.

But this kowtow is different, because there are 36 prayers, 72 prayers, and [-] prayers.

Of course, there are big rules here, someone must take the lead, follow the old rules with the officiant, perform various rituals, and then bow three times and bow nine times.

And the worship here refers to the number of times people bow their heads, which naturally includes bowing and kowtowing, etc.!

Among them, the one with the longest face is one hundred and eight bows, because this set is very cumbersome, and it takes at least three to four ten minutes to complete one set.

"Liu Ge, I just asked people in our family. No one knows one hundred and eight, and Uncle Seven can also know one hundred and eight. But just now at the Du family, there is one who knows one hundred and eight!"

"This is an old custom. Now it's great if you can get 36, and if Uncle Qi can get 72, it's not bad!"

"It's about to be demolished. It's hard to say whether Du Zhuang will still be here in the future. The old secretary Du Haibin has treated us well. He died at this time, so we will use a 72. I think it is too light!"

Listening to their discussion, Liu Ge couldn't help frowning, "But where can I find someone who knows [-] now? You have to know that if you worship this thing wrongly, it will offend people!"

What he said was right. The so-called kowtowing at the funeral ceremony has many ways. Since there are too many one hundred and eight kowtows, if you do one more or one less, you will be laughed at, and even more so by the host family. disgusted.

But now there are almost no people who can worship one hundred and eight times. After all, society is progressing, and these things have been almost thrown away by those people.

But at this time, a very young voice suddenly said, "One hundred and eight thanks to me!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, but they saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen, and were immediately disappointed.

You must know that it is difficult to find people who can pray 72 years old. It is difficult to find people in their 40s, let alone this young man who said [-] prayers.

Everyone didn't believe it, Liu Ge looked at this man with a wry smile.

That's right, this person is Qin Tian, ​​but what Qin Tian said is true, he really knew it in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was a contractor. When he was idle on the construction site, he learned it from an old rural man who was watching the construction site.

Qin Tian remembered that the old man complained at the time, "You don't hesitate to learn what the old people have learned from the young people nowadays."

Qin Tian became interested at that time, and went up to ask what it was. In the end, Qin Tian felt that the old man was very pitiful, so he learned it.

Later, Qin Tian also participated in other friends' and family's white affairs, and he went up to a set of one hundred and eight bows, but the people who kowtowed behind him were exhausted to death.

But when they came down, they all had proud smiles on their faces, and the master also recognized Qin Tian very much.

In fact, Qin Tian felt at the time that although this one hundred and eight worships was an old custom, it could express his greatest respect for the deceased and also express his fancy for his friends, so this was a good "specialty".

As the saying goes, icing on the cake is not as good as giving charcoal in the snow. After the death of your friends and relatives, expressing your greatest respect is itself a high-level social means.

So when Qin Tian saw that they didn't believe it, he said again, "I really do. The so-called one hundred and eight obeisances are three kowtows and nine kowtows nine times. One is to pray for the birthday and wealth, and the last three are to pay respects to the deceased, the family members of the deceased, and the peers of the deceased. Forget it, believe it or not, you can figure it out, if you really want to do one hundred and eight prayers, I really You can take it down!"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Qi, who was sitting on the table next to him, couldn't sit still, so he pulled up a junior, sat on this table, and said, "Young man is right, but how did you learn it?" ?”

Hearing this, Qin Tian thought for a while and made up a nonsense, and said, "I learned it from my grandfather! My grandfather told me since I was a child that it is a skill to learn this thing. People who can kowtow will not suffer in the society in the future!"

This sentence made everyone laugh, but Seventh Uncle didn't laugh either. After all, at his age, he was very concerned about some traditional old customs, so he agreed with Qin Tian's words.

Looking at the juniors who are all in their 30s and starting a family, they are laughing at Qin Tian, ​​and he can't help shouting angrily, "What are you laughing at, I'm still a child, and I know more than you guys in their 30s, don't you think?" Is it embarrassing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. In the end, Uncle Seven made the decision to let Qin Tian and him take the lead, and bring the Liu family to pay one hundred and eight obeisances!

"It's time...to seal the coffin...get up...go out...road festival..."

Following the long and clear voice of the chief priest, the crying suddenly became louder, and a group of people in white filial piety walked out in two rows, and then knelt on both sides of the road.

After that, more than a dozen big men came out carrying a black coffin, and then stopped the coffin in the middle of the road.

At this time, the chief priest stood on the left side of the coffin, bowed his hands to the funeral attendants standing on both sides of the road, and then someone walked up first, and the road sacrifice began.

Lu Ji did not speak, and both parties communicated with gestures. I saw those people bowing, bowing, and kowtowing over and over again, and left consciously after finishing.

And there will be people from the master's house below asking when you will go up and when they will go, and then tell those people who is in front of you, and you will go when they come down, and so on...

The Liu family in Du Zhuang where Qin Tian and the others lived was arranged behind the relatives of the Du family.

And the Du family's main family specially found someone who can worship a hundred and eight times today, in order to support their family.

Moreover, the news that the Du family wanted to pay one hundred and eight bows had spread long ago. At this moment, many people were watching helplessly, wanting to experience the legendary one hundred and eight bows!

(End of this chapter)