My master is invincible

Chapter 1880 Yin Yang Rice (84)

After all, he looked at Yuan Zhenghua, and continued: "Zhenghua, don't worry, I have been a coffin bearer for nearly 30 years, no matter in terms of qualifications or experience, I will definitely not be Chen Jiuchai."

Hearing this, I just smiled and didn't speak.

Then Yuan Zhenghua seemed to have found the backbone, he immediately looked over at Yuan Qingtian, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, I entrust all of this to you."

I completely understand that Yuan Zhenghua has completely believed in Yuan Qingtian's words.

This is also a matter of method. It is like this in our line of work. It is easier to do things when you are older.

However, what I don't understand is that Yuan Zhenghua has offended me so much, why doesn't he want to be a teacher?

You know, this Yuan Zhenghua put a lot of thought into worshiping me as his teacher, why did he treat me like this when he came to this village?
The reason why I asked him who to hand over the funeral was because he wanted to ask me to be his teacher.

Otherwise, I would never have asked this question.

To put it bluntly, I don't need to make fun of myself.

However, now that he has talked about this point, I feel a little more relaxed, at least I don't have to consider taking him as an apprentice.

At the moment, I take a deep breath.I didn't say anything more.

And Yuan Zhenghua probably saw that I was a little upset with him, so he just smiled at me awkwardly, and said, "Ninth Brother, I'm really sorry, I...I..."

"I understand!" Before he finished speaking, I stopped and said softly, "Then should I leave now?"

When I said this, I actually meant the opposite. I didn't want to leave, but I was worried that Yuan Qingtian would let me leave, so I asked.

To put it bluntly, I intend to use face to trap Yuan Zhenghua.

As long as he takes a little bit of face into consideration, he will never say anything to make me leave, and I can stay openly.

The facts are just as I guessed, when Yuan Zhenghua heard what I said, he hurriedly said: "Ninth brother, what are you talking about, you are a guest from afar, so why should you leave? You live at my uncle's house."

As he spoke, he looked at Yuan Qingtian and continued, "Uncle, what do you think?"

Then Yuan Qingtian probably didn't want me to stay, why: "This...not good, my house is too dilapidated, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the great god Chen Jiu!"

I smiled and quickly said, "It's okay, it's fine if I can live."

While speaking, I didn't stay in the mourning hall for long, and walked towards Yuan Qingtian's house.

The old yellow driver obviously didn't expect me to leave so soon, he stood there in a daze, until I pulled him, he came back to his senses and immediately followed my footsteps.

The moment we stepped out of the main room, Yuan Qingtian spoke suddenly. He was not talking to me, but to the old man guarding the coffin, and he spoke Hakka dialect.

As soon as I heard it, I couldn't help but slow down a little bit, and I gave the old driver Huang a wink, which meant to let him hear clearly.

The old yellow driver listened attentively without any hesitation.

After listening for about ten seconds, the old yellow driver's face changed instantly. I wanted to ask him what's wrong, but considering that we were at the gate of the mourning hall, quite close to Yuan Qingtian and others, once I spoke , reckoning that Yuan Qingtian and others will know.

"Come on, I know where Mrs. Yuan's body is." The old yellow driver grabbed my arm and walked forward.

I followed his pull and walked forward.

When I got some distance away from the mourning hall, I couldn't bear it anymore, stopped, looked at him, and asked, "Where is the body of Mrs. Yuan?"

He stared at me closely, and said word by word: "It's in that coffin."

"Ah!" I exclaimed, "Do you hear me clearly?"

He hummed and said, "You really heard it. What Yuan Qingtian said was that Mrs. Yuan's body was inside the coffin, and the old man guarding the coffin should keep a close eye on it. Don't let you get close to the coffin."

Grass!
I couldn't help cursing, Made, husband and wife share the same coffin.

This is a big taboo in Hunan!

It can even be said that once the husband and wife share the same coffin, it will inevitably affect the children and grandchildren.

Immediately, I hurriedly asked, "Do you have the custom of husband and wife sharing the same coffin here?"

He thought about it for a while, and then said, "It seems to be there, it seems not."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He said: "It's like this. Let's say there was a couple who shared a coffin. It seems that the couple died of food poisoning. The family was not well-off, so they used one coffin to hold two corpses. A simple funeral was held and buried."

After thinking about it for a while, I asked him, "What if one person dies first and the other dies later?"

He thought for a while, and explained: "It's definitely not the same coffin. After all, if a person dies first, he has to go into the ground first. If he wants to share the coffin, he has to dig out the coffin, which will disturb the deceased. Someone else did it."

I nodded, this point is similar to our side, we all pay attention not to disturb the dead.

Wait, under the current situation, Grandpa Yuan Zhenghua has a coffin, and Mrs. Yuan does not have a coffin. It would not be unreasonable for Yuan Qingtian to let the two of them share the same coffin.

But, I don't know why, I always feel that this may not be the case.

Immediately, I asked the old driver Huang again, "By the way, did you hear them say that there are still corpses in the coffin?"

He said: "Yes, Yuan Qingtian said something, his master's body is completely decomposed, don't touch the coffin, it will disturb his master."

This made me fall into deep thought, and I couldn't even understand what Yuan Qingtian did.

However, when I think that the customs are different in ten miles, I can't say anything. After all, the customs of different places are different. I can't force the customs of our Hunan side on their side!
"Xiao Jiu, will something go wrong?" The old driver Huang seemed worried and asked me.

I shook my head and said softly: "I don't know yet, but knowing that Mrs. Yuan's body is in the golden coffin is a bit of a reward. If I want to understand all this, I can only wait until I go to the town tomorrow to see you." That woman may have the answer."

He nodded and said, "I hope so. By the way, Xiao Jiu, do you still remember what I told you?"

I smiled. I naturally remember what he said. He wanted to know how his grandfather's body was moved from the coffin to the back mountain inexplicably. Take it to heart."

He let out a sigh of relief and said thank you to me.

I didn't say anything more, so I led him towards Yuan Qingtian's house, planning to rest at Yuan Qingtian's house for the night, and rush to town early tomorrow morning.

My intuition tells me that as long as I meet that woman, maybe all of this will become clear.

(End of this chapter)