Parents are busy farming

Mother Jiang had been listening to their father and son talking. When she heard her man talking about this topic, she couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It's fortunate that the second daughter-in-law is young and the two children can wait for a while. This If you are older, you will probably have to be delayed by the elders. This time Erlang and his wife keep their filial piety, the elders will still have one year. If..."

Father Jiang felt a little embarrassed all of a sudden. For some reason, the old woman had been complaining about the fact that her eldest daughter-in-law had not been pregnant for such a long time.

If this wasn't her niece, she would have said it if she wanted to.

But the problem was that his mother was supporting his niece, and his wife was dissatisfied. He and his eldest son were caught in the middle, especially him.

The eldest son has always been neither salty nor cool towards his niece, and is obviously leaning towards his mother.

When Jiang Erlang heard that his parents were going to talk about this matter again, he didn't want them to quarrel over this matter.

Recently, he could feel something was wrong whenever he went back to his old house. His mother often came to his place and stayed all day long.

He quickly thought of a way to change the subject, "Mom and Dad, we will arrive at Lujiacun later, and it will probably be too early. How about hurrying up!"

Why couldn't Mother Jiang understand her son's purpose? She just nodded when he married his eldest daughter-in-law. It was also her fault that she was not firm in her stance. She always thought about her family and the prosperity of everything, and now she has reached this point.

She was also embarrassed, but...

"Yes, yes, my son is right, let's hurry up!" Father Jiang walked down the steps of his son.

Mother Jiang was too lazy to talk to Father Jiang now, rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

It is said that this is not the first time for the two sisters Ye Zifen to attend such a funeral.

When Lu Yunduo passed away, Ye Zifen was very sad and did not pay too much attention to the details.

It was just that when people knelt down, she knelt down, and when people cried, she cried, and when people stopped crying, she shed tears secretly behind her back.

At this time, you can watch the funeral process seriously.

First, the women from the village came to express their condolences. Since there were two coffins in the house, it was quite crowded. People only cried symbolically at the door, while those in the house knelt and worshiped inside.

Naturally, the two little sisters in the back couldn't be helped up, but when they saw someone getting up in front of them, they stood up consciously.

Finally, there were the relatives. Of course, the relatives couldn't express condolences at the door. When they came in, the two little sisters consciously shrank into the corner.

When Mr. Lu Bai invited the guests into the back room, Mr. Ye Lan and Han Congshu happened to be helping to receive them.

Han Congshu also took the opportunity to get to know many people.

The entire Lu family was filled with crying and noise.

At the entrance of Lu's house, children from the village were rushing to help watch the fun inside.

Until the sound of cannons and suonas sounded at the entrance of the village, the children ran towards the entrance of the village, shouting as they ran, "Good son-in-law, let's hold a big sacrifice! Bad son-in-law, you are so stingy. Come and see this son-in-law!"

Needless to say, this is exactly what Yang Zhengde set out as a sacrifice.

The filial sons, led by the villagers, lined up in a long line to greet the sacrifices at the entrance of the village.

On the way there, I saw many women standing on the roadside, waiting to see the excitement when the sacrifices passed by.

Several young men who helped in the village walked in front of the dutiful son, carrying a table.

There were already people waiting at the entrance of the village, and the sound of the suona never stopped.

Before the table is put down, the filial sons kneel down and bow to their son-in-law.

The son-in-law must also kneel down in return.

After the villagers helped Yang Zhengde up, they began to place sacrifices on the table.

During the whole process, the dutiful son kept kneeling and waiting. (After a wasteful affair, the filial son’s legs are not without pain.)

When the sacrifices were placed on the table one by one with the help of the shop boy, the table immediately became dazzling.

Even the few young men carrying the table watched it with gusto.

Their local funerals pay attention to elaborate burials, the scenes are grand, and there are many things that need to be paid attention to.

For example, on this offering, there are either chickens or ducks, or dragons, phoenixes and peacocks carved from vegetables.

As long as it is an animal, it must be lifelike.

They are colorful and of various shapes placed on the sacrificial table, which is really beautiful.

The most important thing about a shop that makes sacrifices like this is the craftsmanship of the master.

The sacrifices they make may not be delicious, but they must look good, so the colors they choose are usually extremely bright.

Masters with superb skills are also the ones competing for such shops. Some shops are even opened by the masters themselves.

In addition, shops like theirs are related to shops selling wreaths.

Here, other shops may not be able to open, but as long as the shops are related to business, most of them are inherited from their fathers.

After the sacrifices were placed on the table, the filial sons stood up.

The table was carried by the villagers, and they didn't dare to be careless. If it tipped over, the owner would be resentful.

Therefore, those who usually carry the sacrifice tables are young and strong young men. Before carrying the sacrifices, they are repeatedly warned by the elders in the village.

As soon as the sacrificial table was lifted, the sound of firecrackers started to sound. It didn't stop until the sacrificial table was placed in front of the Lu family hall.

Along the way, the old men and women in the village came to see and sigh.

That's not all, I haven't seen enough, so I followed the Lu family together.

When the table was placed in front of the entrance of the Lu family's main hall, people from the village gathered around.

The relatives in the back room heard the commotion outside and stretched their necks to look outside curiously.

He who had such a straight temper couldn't help but walked out of the back room.

Once there was one, there was a second one, and finally everyone in the room walked out.

Han Congshu was a little embarrassed, but Ye Lanshi pulled her out, and she came out just in time to breathe.

Lu Dashan had been lying on the kang for so long. Although Lu Li was a clean person, there was still a smell.

Some people say it smells like the elderly, and homes with elderly people often have this smell.

In fact, it may be that as people age, their sense of smell and taste decreases, so they themselves cannot smell that smell at all.

It had only been a day since Mrs. Lu Li passed away, and her house hadn't been tidied up yet. Han Congshu would definitely feel uncomfortable staying there.

Ye Zifei watched Han Congshu go out, and her heart became restless.

"Xiao Wu, let's go out and take a look too!" She whispered in Zi Zifen's ear.

Although Zi Zifen was curious, she didn't want Zili to see or take care of it.

"Be honest, you are not young anymore, don't let the people in the village gossip about you."

Not only did Ye Zifen say it, she also held Ye Zifei's hand firmly, preventing her from going out.

But soon Han Congshu came in, holding the hands of Zifen and Zifei and wanting them to follow them out.

"Didn't we agree that we would rescue the second sister-in-law? Let's go!" Ye Zifei took the opportunity to pull Ye Zifen out.