Genius Farmer with Super Power

"Nonsense." Yu Suhua, Wang Honghe's daughter-in-law, stared and said in a loud voice, "only the dead give way to the living. How can the living give way to the dead? You can do whatever you want. Don't worry about this side. "

Wang Honghe also said hastily: "Xiao Lin, your aunt is right. It's settled. If you don't agree with me, I'd rather postpone the funeral day one day. "

The village is the worst place to draw a conclusion.

You can't look up, you can't look down!

Hu Xiaolin, who has never experienced this incident, can only focus on his father Hu Shuxiang who just came out of the side room.

"Xiao Lin, just do what uncle Honghe says." Hu Shuxiang nodded.

"Yes Hu Xiaolin nodded and said, "Uncle Honghe, I won't be polite to you. No matter how busy I am another day, I will come ahead of time. "

"Thank you, man!" Wang Honghe raised his fist.

According to the rules in mushroom village, on the day of the old man's death, after changing the mourning clothes, it is the process for the family to discuss things. At this time, the chief and elder of the family have the most say.

There are few Wangs, so many things need the help of villagers. With the orders from the patriarch and the elders, the villagers are also busy.

A funeral at home is more troublesome than a wedding at home. Getting married is just a day's work. But funerals are different. They have to work for five days in a row. In these five days, villagers have four days of lunch to eat in their own home. People with prestige in the village will eat at home in the evening.

This kind of dinner does not work, will let the family feel that mixed popularity is not good.

In this way, the purchase of food materials is also a major event. Buy less, not enough. Although you can buy it again, it seems that the patriarch is inexperienced. If you buy more, you will be rich, and then you will be wasted.

Whether it's wedding or funeral or marriage, it's all about spending money. Especially in the countryside, it is not easy to earn money, so the patriarch must consider for his family.

The head of the Wang family has rich experience in this field. He specially wrote a list and arranged for four villagers who are the best at bargaining to be responsible for purchasing.

Coffins and coffins are bought by special people. Panson is the best choice. He knows all kinds of wood and knows all the carpenters in the eight neighboring villages. No one is more suitable than him for picking out all kinds of problems. What's more, panson is very poor, thick skinned, and has a great bargaining ability.

After arranging all kinds of things, it's getting dark.

Peng kuohai put out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up and said, "time is almost up. Let's go back to dinner. Come right after dinner. Let's take the banner to the crossroads outside the village. "

"OK, let's go back and have a meal. We'll be right here." The villagers sitting in the room said one after another.

Wang Honghe and his three brothers sent a ring of cigarettes to the villagers and said, "please don't leave. Let's eat here. The meal will be ready soon."

It's symbolic retention. On the first night, no one can eat here except my family. Because the family wants to burn paper and incense for the dead.

After a few simple politeness, everyone went back.

Hu Xiaolin did not return to niujiaoshan villa, but followed his father back home. Just as he was about to enter the door, Hu Shuxiang suddenly stopped and said, "Xiao Lin, go to the furnace to catch a handful of plant ashes and scatter them on the door."

"What's that for?" Hu Xiaolin was puzzled.

"Are you stupid? Your sister has children now! But someone has passed away. What if I take the dirty things home? " Hu Shuxiang stared and growled.

The trough!

Forget about it!

"At once!" Hu Xiaolin patted the forehead. Just as she was about to go in, her mother Cui Shufen came out. When she sprinkled the ashes under the gate, she also said: "the house is safe, and the six gods bless. The daughter of the family is about to be born, please God bless

After Cui Shufen finished reading, Hu Shuxiang patted her clothes and walked in quickly.

Hu Xiaolin also has a kind of model to learn some, this just hurried into the home.

"Hurry to wash your hands. The food is ready. I'll have a good meal. When you're full, you'll go there quickly. It's a joke to be late. " Cui Shufen then went to the kitchen.

When the food was on the table, the whole family began to eat it. But Shuxiang seldom talks nonsense today. I didn't drink too much wine. I only drank half a cup, which was about half.

"Dad, why don't you drink more?" Hu Xiaolin knows how much his father drinks.

Hu Shuxiang said without raising his head: "you should eat quickly. Kobayashi, the more things like this happen, the less you can afford to dally. We do have some money now, but we can't talk to old and young men with money. In the village, you have to learn to respect people so that others can value you. "

"Your father is right! This is our home. The ancestors of your Laohu family are all buried here. We can't look down upon them. " Cui Shufen also followed.

Hu Xiaodie tilted his head and asked: "Niang, do you want Qingfeng to pass?"

"No, he's a son-in-law. No one's picking on him. Besides, this kind of thing is not suitable for Qingfeng's past. By the way, you can call him later and ask him to turn off the headlight at the door of the hotel. " Cui Shufen said."Oh." Hu Xiaodie answered the voice and called Li Qingfeng. She didn't ask why.

Seeing that Hu Xiaolin was full of doubts, Hu Shuxiang explained: "the Wangs are sad. We can't make it so bright. It makes people feel disrespectful to the dead. Besides, Mrs. Wang is very nice. We don't have to compete with others. "

After eating and drinking enough, Hu Xiaolin left home with his father Hu Shuxiang. When I came to Wang Honghe's home, Peng kuohai, sun shining and several villagers had already arrived.

Peng Anhu, sun Minqiang, Zhao Jingrui, Peng Jinwang, sun cunshan, Chen Feifei, Chen Yunfeng, Han Peng and others came to greet the crowd one after another.

About half an hour later, Peng kuohai looked around and said to Wang Zhanhai, the head of the Wang family: "brother Haihai, everyone is almost here. Let's go. It's winter. It's not good to go out late. "

"It's almost time." Wang Zhanhai looked at his watch and said to Wang Honghe: "Honghe, please come back with the banner."

Wang Honghe nodded and arranged his filial piety. Wang Laoer and Wang Laosan, as well as the three boys in the next generation, and several close relatives lined up and walked out with their heads down. Wang Honghe, standing at the front of the line, cried: "my mother, poor mother, you have been busy all your life, and you have not enjoyed that blessing!"

Wang Laoer, Wang Laosan and the people behind them can't speak, they can only cry in a low voice.

At the end of the lane, Wang Honghe and others knelt on the ground and cried again. Then Wang Honghe took off the banner, carried it on his shoulder and went back crying.