Chapter 571 Customs
Cui Changjia forced her tears to walk into the house. The house was cleaned up, and the portrait of the old man was placed in the middle. The floor inside the house was covered with straw mats and straw. The aunts, aunts, and sister-in-law in the village were standing or sitting wearing filial cloth.
According to the customs of the village, the mourning shed outside the house is a place for men to mourn, and the inside is set up for women.
There is a cushion in front of the portrait. Cui Changjia knelt on it, kowtowed three times, and started crying. Soon an aunt came over and helped her up. While putting her on a mourning clothes, she said, "Child, stop crying, we can't keep crying."
Cui Changjia wiped her tears and nodded, responding, and asked, "Aunt, where is my aunt?"
"It's in the inner room, go and have a look." Cui Changjia lifted the curtain of the inner room and went in. The aunt was lying on the bed, with her back facing the door, and she couldn't see her expression. Her mother, second aunt and two sisters-in-law were all sitting by the bed, each with heavy expressions.
I couldn't cry even when I met.
It was getting late, and there were no one to pay tribute. The people in the room gradually dispersed, and only a few close relatives were left outside guarding the spirit shed.
When the sky was completely dark, the old man's urn was moved into the house, and the people guarding outside also followed him into the house, and they were going to stay here for a night.
That night, Cui Xiuyuan and Cui Chengze left behind a guard, Cui Changjia and Zhou Qingyan accompanied their parents to their homes, and Chang Yuanliang was also accompanied by Chang.
In previous years, Chang Yuanliang has been back for the New Year, but he has not come back this year, and the house is not cleaned up and cannot live in it. It is not good to bother the people in their village so late, so they live at Cui Changjia's house.
Cui Changjia's house was renovated and installed radiators, but because the house was too big and the temperature outside was sub-zero, even if the heating was burning, the room was not very warm.
Luckily, Jiang Hongying was afraid that they would come back and turned on a heating stove in the living room.
Cui Changjia knew that the house was cold, so when she set off, she wore cotton shoes, added a pair of autumn pants, and changed her sweater to thicker ones. She also asked Zhou Qingyan to wear more clothes. Unexpectedly, it was still very cold. When they entered the house, they hurried beside the heating stove, and it took a long time to recover.
Jiang Hongying took out two military coats from the closet and baked them on the stove. She asked Cui Changjia to send them to Cui Xiuyuan and Cui Chengze. They would stay there until midnight to come back.
The village is colder at night, and I can't stand it if I wear thin clothes.
Zhou Qingyan hurriedly took it over, "Mom, I'll go, don't let Jiajia go."
"I'll go," Cui Changjia said, "I can say hello if I meet someone."
"I'll go with you."
"Don't both of you suffer from the cold. Talking to your dad at home and let him teach you what to do tomorrow."
The wedding and funerals in my hometown are full of customs and etiquette. If you don't tell Zhou Qingyan, he probably won't know anything and will be laughed at tomorrow.
Cui Changjia took the clothes, put on her hat and went out. Zhou Qingyan watched Cui Changjia go out before turning around and coming back.
Jiang Hongying brought a pot and squatted on the stove, and said to Zhou Qingyan, "Qingyan, let's have some tonight."
In fact, a son-in-law like Zhou Qingyan who returned to his hometown for the first time should be treated well, but now there is a funeral at home, so he doesn't care about him.
There was rice in the pot, and she was going to make some porridge and drink it, it was too cold.
"Mom, I can eat anything."
Cui Wenquan called Zhou Qingyan, "Qingyan, come and sit for a while."
Zhou Qingyan walked over and moved a stool and sat next to the heating stove. Cui Wenquan took a tea jar and poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him, "Warm for a while." Chang Yuanliang said to Cui Wenquan, "Brother Quan, Zhou's niece and son-in-law, don't care too much about those etiquettes, just let him follow those two brother-in-law."
Cui Wenquan nodded, and tears started to roll in his eyes.
He has always been in a heavy mood. He only came back to meet his elder brother this summer. The two of them went to the ancestral grave together to see it. At that time, his elder brother told him where he would bury him in the future and where the next generation would bury him. In just half a year, people would be gone.
Zhou Qingyan felt very uncomfortable when he looked at it. Although he was a son-in-law, Cui Wenquan treated him no differently from his own children. Sometimes he would go back late, and when he passed by his room, he would always ask.
A few days after he came back, he lost a lot of weight. He wore a black woolen hat and grew older. "Dad," Zhou Qingyan pulled two tissues for his father, "You have to pay attention to your health, too."
Cui Wenquan took a tissue and folded it to wipe his eyes.
Chang Yuanliang also said, "Brother Quan, we have met for the last time. When our elder brother left, he saw you getting up again, and he thought he had no regrets. Don't feel uncomfortable. It's over 80 years old, so I'm still alive."
Cui Wenquan smiled bitterly, "There are three brothers, and I am the only one left."
Chang Yuanliang sighed, "To put it bluntly, we will have this day sooner or later."
There is a lot of charcoal filled in the stove, and the fire is very strong. As he speaks, there is a squeaking sound in the pot. The three of them look at the flames in the stove and lick the bottom of the pot, and they all see the gods.
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As soon as someone heard a squeak outside, someone entered the yard. Zhou Qingyan got up to see that it was Cui Changjia and Cui Xiuyuan who were back.
"My brother was talking to him there, so I found a reason to call my brother back," Cui Changjia said. "After eating, I asked my brother to stay there."
Since I arrived at the spirit shed, Cui Xiuyuan has been crying, and his eyes were swollen because he kept blowing his nose, and his nose was red, which was so embarrassing. "Brother, sit here." Zhou Qingyan asked Cui Xiuyuan to sit on his stool and moved two more stools over.
Cui Changjia rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to help her mother cook.
Their kitchen still has a large pot stove. Jiang Hongying is wearing a thick cotton coat and is standing in front of the large pot stove and cooking in an apron.
She cut cabbage and tofu, prepared pork belly and meatballs, and prepared a pot of cabbage and tofu, one bowl per person.
Cui Changjia walked to the stove and sat down, stuffed firewood into the stove and said, "Mom, do we need to prepare tomorrow's offerings?"
The custom in my hometown is to bring offerings when mourning is held.
"I'm going to prepare with me later. You're a married daughter, so I have to prepare for you."
"You advised him to be more healthy. He's not good at his own health. He's afraid of freezing."
"I don't listen." Jiang Hongying sighed, "Let him go. Fortunately, I brought a lot of thick clothes when I came back." She kept caring about Xiaobao and said, "I don't know if Lele can take good care of Xiaobao."
"Chang Ying is here, and it's okay to have Sister Wang, don't worry."
When she mentioned Wang Chunhua, Jiang Hongying sighed, "Don't say it, Chunhua is so nice, meticulous, skillful, and patient. Xiaobao runs to her all day, and she doesn't want to be upset."