Suona sound deep in the mountains

The whole night, Uncle Fu and I didn't sleep a wink or go to bed.My father was drenched, I got Uncle Fu's clothes to change for him, and let him lie on the bed.But he also couldn't sleep.According to the customs in the village, when an elder dies, everyone in the family has to keep a vigil and cannot sleep, change clothes, or take a bath.You have to wait until after the funeral to do these things.The next day there was only a little hazy light, so I went down the mountain with my father on my back. When I got home, I settled my father first, and then went to Grandpa Daru’s house. When the old man got the news, he immediately gathered a group of people in the village and started to act separately. .When I went to my father-in-law's house to pick up Xiao Hai, let him look after his grandfather for a few days.Immediately rushed to the mountain, and saw that Uncle Fu's house was full of people coming and going, and everyone was busy separately.I handed over the 5000 yuan I took out from home to Uncle Fu, and Uncle Fu handed it over to Grandpa Confucianism for him to spend.When I arrived at Uncle Fu's stone house, the people sent by Grand Confucianism to invite monks and Taoists almost arrived.Five or six fake monks in monk's clothes hung up the public bucket in the room, played the suona, and beat the gongs and drums.The long-lost suona sounded again from the depths of the mountain.But you can only hear the sound of this suona sound, but you can't tell what the sound means.Seventh Grandpa stayed at home for three days before the funeral.Buried in an open space on the side of the house.

After finishing the funeral, all the people went down the mountain.Only Uncle Fu and I were left in the room again.After counting all the expenses, the 5000 yuan was almost used up.Uncle Fu said anxiously: "Shuishan, I owe you a large amount of money again. I don't know when I can pay you back?" What did you say that night?" Uncle Fu said, "How can our relationship be put on the table? If I don't pay you back, how will you explain to Kuhua?" I comforted Uncle Fu and said : "Don't worry, I will have a way to explain."

From the night of Grandpa Seven's death to the end of the funeral, like Uncle Fu, I didn't change my clothes or take a shower.Although it's freezing cold, he doesn't stink all over, but his whole body feels tense and uncomfortable.Uncle Fu and I boiled a pot of hot water, and we took a big bath in a bucket.Since we were in mourning, we did not dare to blaspheme the gods. After washing, we came out to get dressed.I said to Uncle Fu: "My father's condition is not very good. I'll go back and have a look first."

"You go. If it's okay, you can come and accompany me."

When we got home, Xiaohai told me, "Father, grandpa has a bad cough and has a fever. I asked the doctor to see him and gave him an injection." I went to my father's room to see him, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.It looks very calm.I reached out and touched his forehead, but it didn't burn.I guess he's fine, so I'm relieved.Xiao Hai said: "Father, we still have a week of school, and we will have winter vacation. I really want to go to Guangdong to see my mother..." I said, "Your mother is coming back for the New Year. Don't you see it then?"

"Do you want me to take you back to Grandpa's house tonight?" I asked Xiaohai.Xiao Hai said, "I won't go to school tomorrow, so I'll stay at home tonight."

"Then I'll accompany your grandpa Fu tonight. He just died, and he's home alone. It's scary."

"You go. I'm not afraid."

Although I woke up, I was so tired that I didn't want to get up.On this kind of day, there's not much to do when you get up, and it won't hinder you if you sleep for a long time.

On this day, because Xiaohai was at home, I accompanied Uncle Fu to do some housework, and I went down the mountain in the afternoon.I let Xiao Hai go back to his grandfather's house.I thought everything was safe and sound at home, but in the middle of the night, my father moaned on the bed.I hurriedly dressed and got up to see my father.But I saw my father's face was full of pain, his face was flushed red, and he said: "Shuishan, I don't feel at ease in my heart, I'm very thirsty..." I hurriedly poured boiling water for him to drink, and said: "I feel like a cat is scratching in my heart." It’s hard.” I couldn’t tell, so I had no choice but to ask the young doctor in the village in the middle of the night...