Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9263 Open the coffin

Yang Yongbai is not a rock, he is a human being, a man of flesh and blood.

If it is said that he was young and ignorant in the past, he didn't feel much about the successive deaths of his parents.

But now, he has become a father himself, has experienced the betrayal of his wife, the breakdown of the family, and lives alone with his son.

Only then did he truly understand what he lost when his parents passed away!
When the parents are there, the home is there.

Parents are away, back to Lao Yang's house, to be honest, even if grandparents are still alive, uncles and aunts will entertain him with a sip of hot tea and rice.

However, the feeling of being a guest cannot be ignored.

Staying at the house of uncles and aunts is better than staying in the two rooms allocated to the second room in the old house.

It’s just that the two rooms in the old house are deserted because no one has lived in them for many years. The rooms are full of spider silk. When you open the door and enter, there is a pungent musty smell. Every swipe on the table is ashes , It choked people's throats and eyes itchy.

If it wasn't forced, Yang Yongbai basically didn't want to bring his son back to the old house.

This time when I brought my son back, I also temporarily placed my son at the third uncle’s house. The third uncle’s house has many guest rooms. After moving the grave today, I will take my son back to the place where he works in the afternoon. It’s a hot day, and the father and son live together It is also very inconvenient in other people's homes.

So at this moment, when I saw the grave full of branches and dead grass in front of me, because my father died in an accident, there was no monument to this grave.

Yang Yongbai's nose was sour, and his eyes were hot. He took the shovel handed over by the person next to him, and with a heavy heart, he came to the place designated by Xiao Mo and stood up.

On the other side, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came to the grave with sacrificial offerings, joss sticks, and paper money.

The sacrificial offerings were lined up, then paper money was burned, joss sticks were lit, and wine was sprinkled on the ground in front of the grave.

There seemed to be insects hiding in the grass on the ground. After being watered by the soju, it made a creaking sound, rolled around in the grass a few times, and then slipped away.

"Come here, kneel down, kowtow to your second uncle, second uncle, and ask him to get up and move." Yang Huazhong turned around and ordered all the nephews of the old Yang family behind him.

Yang Yongjin and the others rushed over and knelt in two rows in front of Yang Hualin's grave. Everyone bowed and bowed, and then Yang Huaming lit a firecracker and hung it on a nearby pine branch.

When the firecrackers were over, this side was almost done worshiping. After Yang Huazhong asked everyone to get up, Yang Yongbai here gripped the handle of the shovel and began to shovel down the first shovel...

After the ceremony was over, everyone picked up the shovels and hoes they had brought, and followed the position where Yang Yongbai dropped the shovel as the center point, and dug around.

Everyone tacitly did not speak, just buried their heads and dug...

When the night gradually dissipated, the white belly was exposed in the east, and the grave was finally dug open, revealing the vermilion coffin inside.

"This wood is really good. It has not rotted at all after so many years!"

Someone in the crowd expressed this emotion.

Yang Huaming said: "Of course this coffin is ready. It was originally bought for the longevity of my old man and old lady. I didn't expect my second brother to use it first, hey!"

Suddenly, there was a trace of sadness in the air.

Yang Huazhong squatted down, raised his slightly trembling hands, and gently stroked the coffin in front of him.

His voice was low and a little hoarse.

"Second brother, we haven't seen each other for several years. Today we will accompany Yongbai to help you move a place, and take you back to our old Yang family ancestor's cemetery, and reunite with the second sister-in-law and eldest brother."

"Don't panic, don't panic!"

After Yang Huazhong finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved at Yang Yongbai.

Yang Yongbai came to the coffin and knelt down with a plop.

"Father!" He just called out, but his voice was choked up.

He lowered his head, supported the thick loess dug under his knees with his hands, his shoulders shrugged violently, and big tears fell down.

Falling into the loess below him, he was immediately absorbed by the soil and became invisible.

The big guys didn't say anything, they all stood around the grave in silence.

Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and the others saw Yang Yongbai like this, and their eye circles also turned red.

Even Yang Yongqing, who was the most dissolute and usually joking, calmed down at this moment, watching all this with a solemn expression.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes clenched fists, sometimes kicking the stones under his feet irritably...

In short, anyone can feel that Yang Yongqing is very upset at this moment!
After a while, Yang Huazhong bent down and patted Yang Yongbai's shoulder lightly.

"Boy boy, get up, it's almost time, you guys go and avoid it."

Yang Huazhong said again.

Before Yang Huazhong sent the list of people who came to participate in the grave relocation today, as well as everyone's time and horoscope, to Daoist Yuan for a look.

Yuan Daochang circled the names of several people on the list, emphatically pointing out that these people should avoid three feet away when opening the coffin.

And Yang Yongbai, who is a filial son, was also among them, so Yang Huazhong came here to wake him up.

Yang Yongbai seems to be immersed in his own sadness, unable to extricate himself.

Even when his father passed away, he was a filial son who wore sackcloth and filial piety for his own father and father. Maybe he was young at that time, and the sadness was not as much and as profound as it is now.

Even at that time, I thought it was very fun, so many people came, and myself, as the core of the crowd, was even envied by many friends of the same age, and I felt so flattered to carry a white flag...

So at this moment, kneeling in front of his father's coffin, imagining that there is only a coffin cover between father and son, Yang Yongbai felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, which made him feel sad, and couldn't help crying. Difficult to rise.

In the end, both Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou came to support him, and finally helped Yang Yongbai up from the ground, and handed them to Yang Yongjin and the others to avoid him.

And here, Xiao Mo came over, he was in charge of picking up bones for Yang Hualin.

I saw him with a solemn face, wearing a pair of black leather gloves on his hands, and holding a black pottery jar with a thin mouth in his hand.

There is a yellow paper amulet on the body of the altar.

He nodded towards Yang Huazhong.

Then stood aside and waited.

Yang Huazhong nodded to Luo Tiejiang, Changgen, Daniu, Wang Hongtao, Xiaojie's father and others who had been prepared to the side earlier.

The big guys reached a tacit agreement, distributed to three sides of the coffin, and put their hands on the coffin lid together.

Yang Huazhong shouted: "One, two, three!"

Several people worked together to push the coffin lid in the same direction...

"Boom!"

Several men worked together, and the strength was still very strong.

Even such a heavy coffin lid was pushed away without much effort.

When the coffin lid was pushed open, a puff of black smoke came out of the coffin...

(End of this chapter)