My master is invincible

Chapter 1865 Yin Yang Rice (69)

Hearing Yuan Qingtian's question, I didn't answer his question directly, but looked at Laohua next to him, and said softly, "You should know, right?"

He was taken aback, and quickly said, "They seem to have heard that they mentioned some kind of food earlier."

I smiled and added: "Yes, if my guess is correct, those two people standing on the coffin should be for a bowl of yin and yang rice, and I put these banknotes on it, which can be regarded as paying the other person." paid for the meal."

He seemed to still not understand what I said, and asked me again: "What does that have to do with the raising of the golden coffin?"

I smiled bitterly. To be honest, I don't know if there is any connection.However, I have a guess in my heart, that is, after I paid the man for the meal, he should have left, which caused the coffin to become lighter.

Of course, this is just my guess. As for the truth, I don't know. After all, this thing is a matter of the underworld. As a living person, I definitely can't figure it out.

So, I said to Yuan Qingtian: "Uncle Yuan, what do you care about so much, as long as the coffin can be carried away, what do you think?"

He thought for a while, then said softly: "That's right, by the way, Xiao Jiu, thank you this time, after I bring the coffin back to the village, I'll invite you to my house for a drink."

I hummed, and I agreed to come down, and told him: "Uncle Yuan, when the coffin is lifted, I hope you can use the method of walking and stopping three times, otherwise, I am worried that there will be accidents in vain. "

Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Just like you did before, walk three steps and stop for three seconds, then continue walking."

I nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know if you have observed the feng shui near your village. I feel that the only way to carry it back will be effective."

As I said that, I was afraid of embarrassing him, so I quickly added: "Of course, this is just my humble opinion, and I hope you don't worry about it."

He smiled, "Don't worry, I, Yuan Qingtian, am not the kind of person with a small belly."

While speaking, he looked at the people on the side and yelled, "Everyone heard it just now, we are going to carry this coffin back by walking three stops, remember, for every three steps we take, we must stop three times. Second."

As soon as these words came out, those who carried the coffin looked at each other in blank dismay, several of them wanted to speak, but after seeing Yuan Qingtian's expression, they chose not to say anything.

And those people watching from the side, listening to Yuan Qingtian's words, didn't know what was going on, they looked at me one by one, pointed at me, and said some words that I couldn't understand.

The language they speak is not like Cantonese, but it is somewhat similar to Cantonese. I didn't know until later that the people in this village spoke Hakka.

Soon, Yuan Qingtian was waiting to carry the golden coffin and walked into the village.

I stayed where I was for a while, and followed, and those onlookers, seeing that there was no excitement to watch, also followed.

In less than a moment, our group walked into the village, and Yuan Qingtian placed the golden coffin next to the old lady Yuan's body, and then helped Zheng Xiguan and others to start building the mourning hall.

I have to say that Yuan Qingtian is very warm-hearted. He first helped Zheng Xiguan and others build the mourning hall, and then helped them decorate the mourning hall.

While they were working on the mourning hall, I was lazy, so I found a clean place and slept there.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight, and Zheng Xiguan, Yuan Qingtian and others had just finished working on the mourning hall.

Seeing that I woke up, Yuan Qingtian came over, squatted down next to me, and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, why don't you go to my house for breakfast and drink some wine along the way."

I thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing that I agreed to come down, Yuan Qingtian looked happy, got up slowly, and called out to Zheng Xiguan and the others, "Brothers, go to my house for breakfast this morning, after breakfast, the funeral will officially begin. "

As he said that, he seemed to think of something, looked at Yuan Zhenghua, and added: "By the way, Zhenghua, you have to stay here while we go to have breakfast, and there is money, you have to prepare enough, breakfast After that, it's time to start shopping."

Then Yuan Zhenghua hurriedly said: "Uncle, a total of 10 yuan will be placed with Ninth Brother. If you need to buy anything, just ask Ninth Brother for it."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Qingtian's originally smiling face immediately stopped smiling, and smiled awkwardly, "One hundred thousand, not bad, it's the first time we have such a funeral for so much money."

After speaking, I pulled me and walked towards his house.

His home is at the west end of the village, not far from this flat, only less than 30 meters away.

When our group appeared at the door, the door of Yuan Qingtian's house was closed tightly. He first smiled at me, then raised his hand and knocked on the door, and shouted into the room: "Daughter-in-law, open the door, I'm back."

To my surprise, after his voice fell to the ground, there was no movement at all.

I tentatively asked, "Uncle Yuan, is there no one at home?"

He turned his head and glanced at me, smiled awkwardly, and explained: "Xiaojiu, you may not understand my situation. The woman in my family is not willing to let me be a coffin bearer. How many years have you been married to me? How many years have you been arguing with me, no, last night I heard that I was going to carry the coffin, and I was arguing with me at home for a long time, and then let me out for the sake of my nephew Zhenghua."

I smiled wryly, and immediately understood what he meant. I'm afraid he invited me here not for breakfast, but because he wanted me to be a peacemaker.

With this in mind, I looked at Zheng Xiguan and the others, and said, "Old Zheng, you guys go to the town to have some breakfast first, and I will give you 50 yuan for breakfast each."

"Fifty?" Zheng Xiguan was stunned, and quickly asked, "What are you eating? It costs so much money."

I explained with a smile, "Then it's up to you, don't worry, as long as this funeral is done well, I will never treat any of you badly."

That Zheng Xiguan looked happy, without saying a word, he led the white fat man and others towards the outside of the village.

After about seven or eight steps, I hurriedly called him, "Old Zheng, wait."

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" He asked.

I said, "After you finish your breakfast, don't come back in a hurry. I'm going to the town to buy some things later. You can help move some things."

"Good!" Zheng Xiguan yelled, humming a tune, and walked out of the village.

After Zheng Xiguan and others left, Yuan Qingtian gave me a grateful look and said, "Xiao Jiu, thank you very much."

I understand what he means. The reason why he called Zheng Xiguan and others to go to his house for breakfast was not sincere. To put it bluntly, he felt that he was a bit embarrassed by calling me alone, so he called Zheng Xiguan and others.

(End of this chapter)