My master is invincible

Chapter 172 Yang Coffin (25)

After hearing Stutter's life experience, I added another evaluation to him. This man is very unlucky, so I asked him why he thought of being a coffin bearer with me.

He said: "The tombstone shop in the town used to recruit people. I applied for the job. The boss told me that I can't earn money from living people in my life, but only from dead people. So I thought of carrying coffins."

"Oh? Did Master Jiang tell you?" I asked.

He nodded and said: "I heard that the boss's surname seems to be Jiang. I didn't expect him to be right. That person is really a living god."

"Yes, Lord Jiang is a living god!" I sighed.

After that, we chatted for a while, until at 10 o'clock, Widow Liu brought two servings of noodles, and Jiba and I ate some in the mourning hall to satisfy our hunger. Ate some on the road.

After breakfast, Lang Gao took Widow Liu and the others to the county to buy things for the funeral. There were more than a dozen of them there, and they even called three trucks to pull things.

The first day of the funeral was not particularly lively, and it was also the most leisurely day. During this period, Stutter and I were guarding the coffin in the mourning hall.

Until 1:[-] noon, Yu Qian came with her younger brother, with some white hemp wrapped around his head. Her younger brother seemed very scared when he entered the mourning hall for the first time. A pair of eyes kept looking at the mourning hall, and from time to time Neck down.

I handed him three pillars of fragrance, and asked him to make three bows to the deceased, and then put the fragrance on the glutinous rice, and let the two of them sit beside us, and let them guard the spirit of the deceased.

The so-called vigil is nothing special about guarding the coffin. The purpose of the vigil is to watch the incense and longevity lamps in the mourning hall, so as not to let them go out, because I have nothing to do on the first day of the funeral, and a few of us chatted.

Through Yu Qian's introduction, I know that her younger brother is Yu Jianhao, and the deceased usually loves him the most, and treats him like a sweetheart.

When talking about the deceased being the best to Yu Jianhao, the little boy objected, saying: "Grandma is not the best person to me, but my fourth mother is the best person to me."

I asked him why, and he said: "One time my parents and my brothers and sisters went out, and my fourth mother and I were left at home. My fourth mother found an uncle to come to our house. My uncle and my fourth mother bought me a lot of toys. , in the middle of the night, my fourth mother sat on my uncle, and kept yelling, which made me unable to sleep. Later, as long as that uncle came to our house, they would buy me a toy. Now I There are [-] toys, all bought by my fourth mother and uncle, grandma is so stingy, so she only bought me a few toys."

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, I saw Yu Qian's face turned red with a 'shua', and immediately covered the little boy's mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The little boy broke away from Yu Qian's hand and said angrily: "I didn't talk nonsense. The second mother and the third mother are also good to me. As long as they bring my uncle home, they will take me to eat delicious food. The third mother once took two My uncle came home and took me to the beach the next day!"

"Yu Jianhao, if you talk nonsense again, my sister will not want you!" Yu Qian said angrily.

"Sister, I really didn't talk nonsense. The clothes on my body were bought by my third mother!" The little boy said with a childlike face.

Hearing this, I almost burst out laughing, even stammering aside, my face was flushed, I was afraid of offending Yu Qian if I wanted to laugh, and I felt uncomfortable if I didn't laugh, and I felt internal injuries as soon as I saw it, fortunately at this time, the deceased When the gods and daughters came to the mourning hall, they looked very flustered, and hesitated for a long time at the gate of the mourning hall, but did not dare to come in.

I stood up, took a few deep breaths, waved away those unsuitable images in my mind, and said to them, "Since you are here, come in! The dead will bless you."

They froze for a moment, and one of them, a fatter, older middle-aged man, asked me in a trembling tone: "Did you die?"

I nodded, pointed at the coffin, and said, "Come in if you want to burn incense, and leave if you don't want to burn incense. Don't disturb the dead."

"Okay...ok...okay, I... come in and burn incense!" When the man said this, his head was sweating profusely, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead from time to time.

"This man is my grandmother's eldest godson, named Dai Chujun." Yu Qian introduced me in a low voice.

I said 'hmm', lit three pillars of fragrance, took out some yellow paper and handed it to Dai Chujun, and yelled at the coffin, "Old lady Liu, today is your godson Dai Chujun, and I offer you three pillars of fragrance and eight pieces of yellow paper." , I hope that your spirit in heaven will bless Dai Chujun's family in peace, wealth and well-being."

That Dai Chujun knelt in front of the Eight Immortals table and finished burning the yellow paper, put the fragrance on the glutinous rice, then took out a red envelope for me, and said, "Be careful, and I hope you can handle the funeral well."

I took the red envelope and squeezed it. It was quite thick. It should be around a thousand dollars. I handed the red envelope to Stutter, and said some auspicious words to Dai Chujun.

For this kind of funeral for the rich, to be honest, red envelopes can be received softly, especially for funerals in the first month, the red envelopes are many and heavy. Sometimes after a funeral, the red envelopes alone can collect tens of thousands of dollars.

Afterwards, the benefactors and daughters-in-law of the deceased came in one by one to offer incense and burn yellow paper. Everyone would give me a red envelope. The largest one was worth 200 yuan, and the smallest red envelope was worth 600 yuan. There were nine benefactors in total. Son and daughter, just a simple offering of incense, I received nearly 6000 yuan in red envelopes.

Of course, this is a funeral for the rich, plus the Chinese New Year, the red envelope is so heavy. If it is placed in an ordinary family, there is no red envelope in this link. Even if the owner is a bit grand, the maximum is 24 yuan. Red envelope.

After the deceased's godson and daughter-in-law finished offering incense, Dai Chujun came over and said something in Yu Qian's ear. Yu Qian looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Well! Ganma told me before she was alive that she had a relative in Dongxing Town, and she would call that person on weekdays. Now that Ganma is dead, you should pay homage to her, otherwise, Ganma might blame you. "Dai Chujun said solemnly. (Diaoxiao: to inform relatives of the death of the deceased and let them come to the funeral)
"Uncle Dai, do you know the name of that man? Where does he live?" Yu Qian asked quickly.

He shook his head and said, "I don't know. Why didn't they say the name of the person, but said that the person worked in a tombstone shop in Dongxing Town. Dongxing Town is not very big. You should be able to find that person if you go and inquire about it."

"Okay!" Yu Qian responded, and was about to walk out of the mourning hall.

I quickly stopped her and said, "Miss Yu, the person you are talking about is my friend. I don't know the exact name, but I know his name is Ada, and he works in the tombstone shop in our town. If you really plan to go to For his filial piety, he must find out Ada's real name and his relationship with your family, otherwise this filial piety is not easy to write, and it will break the etiquette."

"Since he is your friend, why don't you call him and ask him? Why do we need to investigate?" Yu Qian asked suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)