The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 821
"What's the matter, Da Niu's grandpa just passed away, why is your father gone too." Liu said, wiping away tears.

Zhang Qingshan said.

"You don't say a few words, tell Xiao Wuzi to eat well."

"Hey!" Mrs. Liu didn't speak, but lowered her head and wiped her tears.

The fifth son went to Mrs. Zhang after eating. Zhang Qingshan and Mrs. Liu were lying on the kang with insomnia. They began to count how many people around their age were still alive. The more they counted, the more depressed they became. Several of them are gone, and the ones that are still there are sick and have no good jobs.

"Why do I feel like it hasn't been long yet, how can I be old?" I'm about to die.

Liu was a little sad.

"Five or 60 years have passed in the blink of an eye, hey! Don't think about it, my boss and I will go there tomorrow morning, so don't go."

"Is that okay?"

"What's wrong, you are so old, the road is still quite far, it's still so cold, and it's snowing again, so stay at home."

Mrs. Liu hummed in a low voice.

"Then you should be careful."

"I know, it's okay, there's still the boss!"

The two of them didn't sleep much that whole night, and they slept for a while at dawn, when Boss Zhang came over. He got a letter from the fifth son last night, and learned that the second uncle was gone.

"Father, you are so old, don't go there, I will go."

"That's okay. I only have one brother left. If he's gone, I have to give him a ride."

Boss Zhang told Mrs. Liu to cook, and boil some ginger soup. It was cold, and drinking it would warm me up on the road.

Mrs. Liu has gone.

The two of them were talking on the kang one after another, and they were not in a very high mood.

After dinner, I drove the donkey cart to the funeral.

The cement road is even more slippery when it is snowing, and it is very difficult to walk. It was almost in the afternoon when I arrived at Zhang Erye’s house. Before I entered the hospital, I heard the crying of Zhang Er’s grandma and several women.

Zhang Qingshan's tears came down immediately, Zhang boss helped him out of the car.

Little Wuzi came out to meet him, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Get up, get up!" Zhang Qingshan said, wiping away tears.

"Uncle, don't be sad, although my father left in a hurry, he didn't suffer much, which is also a good thing!" The fifth son came over and supported Zhang Qingshan to the courtyard on the other side.

"Yeah, Dad, you want to open it." Boss Zhang was also a little nervous.

Zhang Qingshan hummed twice, he also thought about it, but why did he think about it when his brother died!
After entering the house, Grandma Zhang cried again when she saw Zhang Qingshan.

"His uncle, your second brother left me like this, he is so cruel!"

Zhang Qingshan also cried.

"Second sister-in-law, what you are scolding is that he is too cruel, don't think about him, think about your children."

There was another burst of crying, and it took a long time to be persuaded. Zhang Qingshan was helped to the West Room. There were all male guests, relatives and good neighbors in the village. They sat together, sighed, and began to plan for the funeral.

Now in winter, there is no need to worry about rotting, and you can stay for a few more days.

"But it can't be too long, that's not good." A respected old man said, "This is at home. We pay attention to seven or ten days here, which is the longest. I think seven days, come back If you don’t come, don’t you have three or seven or a hundred days, and then you will come back. This kind of thing, even if you do your best, even if it’s cold and far away, we can’t force others, don’t you think so?”

One of the questions was about Zhang Qingshan, the other was about Zhang's second grandma's natal family, mainly Zhang Qingshan.

Zhang Qingshan nodded.

"Then listen to your elders, stop the spirit for seven days, and ask their brothers to send a letter to relatives and friends nearby. It's best if they can come, and it's okay if they can't come. This road is really difficult."

Mr. Zhang naturally listened to his father.

Little Wu said yes, but didn't object.

Another old man said.

"If that's the case, we'll have to break ground tomorrow. It's too cold, so we can only dig for a while at noon. I'm afraid we won't be able to dig it out later."

Everyone also nodded and said yes, it was too cold, the soil was frozen, and it was very laborious to dig a hole. The hole for a coffin should be neither too small nor too shallow. Yes, dig it early.

Just as they were talking, there was another burst of crying and howling from the east room. Everyone knew that it was relatives who came, and every relative would cry for a while when they came, and everyone sighed again.

Zhang Boss and Xiao Wuzi went to find someone to dig a hole, and they discussed who would watch the graveyard and who would stay at home.

When digging and burying people, you need your own family to watch over them. Don't tell people to bury anything bad, otherwise it will harm your children and grandchildren.

"Let me go and take a look." Zhang Lao said, "You are still at home, you are familiar with home."

Little Wuzi nodded again and again.

"That's hard work, second brother."

"Why do my family say this. But I'm going to my father-in-law's place tomorrow, and he's going to have a funeral the day after tomorrow. Let's see when my eldest brother will come back."

In the family, the boss Zhang is the second child, and there is an elder brother above him, who is the brother of the fifth son.

Xiao Wuzi looked a little unhappy.

"I don't know. I've already sent him a letter. I guess he can't be counted on. If it really doesn't work, I'll ask my brother-in-law to keep an eye on it."

"That's fine, I'll be back as soon as I finish over there."

Little Wu nodded, wiped his nose, and said sullenly.

"Why did they all come together!"

Boss Zhang also sighed.

"Yeah, why are we all rushing together!"

After all the people were found, Boss Zhang took people to the Zhang family cemetery to see the place. It is now afternoon and there is no way to dig a hole. First look at the place, and when he comes tomorrow, he can dig the hole directly.

Zhang Xiaowu is entertaining guests at home, shopping, and arranging places for guests, and he is also busy going around.

Zhang Qingshan asked while he was eating.

"Little Wuzi, do you want to take care of your father's affairs?"

Xiao Wuzi nodded with his meal in his mouth.

"I want to make arrangements, but I don't know what to do?"

"It's okay to make arrangements, but no one is here at this time. Can you see if we can make arrangements during the anniversary?"

There are only three anniversary burns, the first, second, and third, and then only during Qingming and Chinese New Year.

Xiao Wuzi originally wanted to arrange the burial, but he really didn't have enough money, but after hearing Zhang Qingshan's words, he also felt that it was reasonable. At this time, there are not many people and not much money to make arrangements.

I forgot to mention that in the countryside, the arrangement is to receive gifts, weddings and funerals. Whenever someone goes to participate, they will ask the host in advance to arrange it?If you can do it, you can go with money and write a gift, if you can't do it, you can have a meal with your mouth.

"That's fine, let's do it on the third anniversary."

Little Wuzi was very depressed, it seemed that he had to borrow money again, but he thought that his elder brother was energetic again, he had no money, his elder brother had money, and his father died, so he still didn't come up with some money!

Zhang Qingshan said.

"If you don't have any money, I'll ask the boss to pay for it later. What to do, but don't lose face to the Zhang family. This white matter is different."

Little Wu nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you, old man. It's too much, old man, I want to ask, can the big bulls come back?"

"Did you deliver the letter?"

"Give it away. This morning, I asked someone to give it away, together with my eldest brother, and my fifth brother."

"Just give it away, I don't know if they can come back." Zhang Qingshan only knew that his son would definitely come back, as for his grandson, he was an official, so he couldn't help himself.

(End of this chapter)