Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 623 Do You Want To Die Or Live?
Jin Tingxiao stood there looking at Song Chen with a gloomy tone: "Winter Clothes Festival is not only her birthday, but also her mother's death day."

"Uh..." Song Chen was stunned for a moment, unable to continue to be heartless, and looked at a few people: "So, I poked her heart, so she is so irritable?"

Qin Zhiyu said angrily: "It's good that you know. After I trouble you, you can look at our eyes more. If you are so reckless again, she will chop you up one day sooner or later!"

God knows how scared she was just now. Fu Yuejun's face just now was terribly gloomy. If he hadn't restrained himself firmly, he might tear Song Chen alive.

"Then if you don't tell me, how would I know?" Song Chen felt aggrieved. He just saw a few people's expressions were not right, but how did he know that Fu Yuejun's mother died on the Cold Clothes Day.

"Speak?" Jin Tingxiao smiled eccentrically, and asked maliciously: "I'm afraid that if we say it, it will become even more out of control. Do you want to die or live?"

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Song Chen didn't dare to say anything more, the melon seeds in his hand fell to the table with a clatter, and under Jin Tingxiao's cold eyes, he was spineless and leisurely knocked on the melon seeds.

When Jin Tingxiao went out, he passed by Zhuque Long Street and saw Fu Yuejun waiting for him there. He hurried over to help her, frowned and asked worriedly: "The wind is so strong, why don't you go back home, what if it blows badly?" ?”

It was his negligence to make her wait for him for so long.

"I'm fine." Fu Yuejun shook her head, her cheeks were a little red from the wind, she put her hand into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I got the news, Hiroshi Fujiwara has already set off from Fusang."

"A Ting."

She looked up at him, her eyes suddenly turned red: "I don't want him to come back here before the Cold Clothes Festival."

The anniversary of her mother's death was on that day, and she didn't want Fusang people to exist in Jiangling City. Mother didn't like Fusang people the most, so she didn't want to disturb her mother's soul.

"Okay." Jin Tingxiao felt distressed, rubbed her flushed cheeks, and held her in his arms: "I will let him come back later, don't worry, I have everything."

It is really disrespectful for Hiroshi Fujiwara to disturb Princess Wen Jing's soul.

Fu Yuejun felt better now, but his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he couldn't speak a word.

The Cold Clothes Festival originated from the Great Zhou Dynasty, also known as the "Mingyin Festival". On this day, the folks pay special attention to paying homage to the deceased, which is called "sending cold clothes".

Because only by burning the clothes and turning them into a wisp of green smoke, the person who died first can receive them, but most of them are complete clothes, which can also be received by the person who died first.

Legend has it that on this night, a ghost messenger from the underworld will personally pick up these clothes from house to house, and then the ghost messenger will take them to the underworld and hand them over to the dead souls in the city!
The Fu family prepared all these things early on. Fu Fengtian and Fu Lingcheng both came back from the barracks, and the old lady led the wives, aunts, ladies and young masters in the backyard to pay homage to Princess Wen Jing in the ancestral hall.

The second lady and the third lady knelt in front of the spirits of Princess Wen Jing and the ancestors of the Fucha family. After burning three sticks of incense, the two women looked at each other. This look contained too much deep meaning.

"Old Ancestor, don't be too sad, the deceased is gone, you have to take care of yourself." The third lady lowered her hand to help the old lady, who knelt there without moving.

White-haired black-haired person, the feeling in the old lady's heart is really uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)