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    Although the wooden coffin was delivered at dinner time, it managed to attract the attention of everyone in Murakami because of its huge size and the roaring sound of the tractor.  It didn't take long for people to come one after another.  Of course, they didn't come here to pay homage to their father this time.

    After a while, many people gathered around the wooden coffin.  Of course, middle-aged and elderly people are the main ones.  After all, young people are not very interested in this stuff.

    "Hey, good guy, how big is this! It's even taller than me!" A white-haired old woman couldn't help but sighed while standing at the door of the wooden coffin for comparison.

    "What? Envious?" A person next to him joked.

    "Hmph, boy (actually, that person is already in his early sixties)! My old man is already in his eighties, why don't you be envious?" The old woman gave the person a supercilious look, and retorted disapprovingly.

    "Since you're envious, let your son build one for you. Everyone, don't you agree?" The man continued to joke without showing any weakness.

    When the old woman heard the words, she remained silent, and her expression gradually became strange.  Of course, the old woman didn't have a strange expression because she felt that it was inauspicious to build a coffin.  In fact, the homonym of coffin is "official wealth", which means both promotion and wealth.  Therefore, there will be a spectacle of sending small coffins with ornaments to express blessings.  Furthermore, we have the custom of Chongxi here.  The coffin Chongxi is one of them.  It is specially for people who are about to die. First, a coffin is built for them, and then the coffin is decorated with red and colorful colors.  While setting off firecrackers, carry the coffin lid over the dying person.  This symbolizes that you have been lying in the coffin once, and it means that you have turned around from the gate of hell.  People try to use this form to allow their relatives to escape the death by chance.  Of course, due to various special reasons, there are also people who leave the coffin at home for a long time after celebrating the wedding.

    Here, generally elderly people regard making coffins as a very important event in life.  Because, influenced by feudal superstition, they believe that the coffin is their residence in another world after a hundred years.  Some old people who pay special attention to their children but don't trust their children usually try to make a coffin before they are alive.  In this way, under my own supervision and guidance, I can have a satisfactory residence after I die.  Therefore, it is actually nothing to put a coffin in the home of an elderly person.  No one would consider that to be unlucky.

    In this case, why did the old woman's expression become weird?  This is actually related to the special situation of her family.  The old woman has three sons, maybe you will think this is a happy thing, but the old man doesn't think so.  The so-called "not suffering from poverty, only suffering from inequality", when there are too many sons, they will compare with each other and shift blame. Everyone is afraid that they have paid too much.  Therefore, in many cases, it is better to have a son.  With only one son, there is no way to shirk it, so I have to do my best to support my parents.  Now, the old lady spends her time at the three sons' homes in turn, and the time spent in each son's home is almost exactly the same.  I reckon that it's not that the old lady hasn't mentioned the matter of building a coffin.  It's just that if one of the sons disagrees, then the matter is considered dirty.  Furthermore, if the coffin is ready, where should it be placed?  There is only one coffin, who would like to put it in?  Not to mention no good, it still takes up space.  It's a round of family, such a big guy is not an old woman, he can go by himself.  It was quite a hassle to move the place for it.  Therefore, before the old woman closed her eyes, her three sons would never agree to build a coffin for her.  That's why the old woman's complexion became ugly.

    Just when the old woman was extremely embarrassed by the man talking about the pain in the family, the mother appeared.  Mother's words immediately relieved the old lady.  "You only know the size of the coffin. Let me ask you, does anyone know what type of coffin this is?"

    Not to mention, this time, my mother really showed off to the right person.  Everyone in the audience was stunned by the question.

    "Is there a model for the coffin?" A woman in her thirties asked puzzledly, "If the wood used is larger, the coffin will be larger; if the wood used is smaller, the coffin will be smaller. How can there be any difference?"  model?"

    "You don't understand now, do you?" Mother replied somewhat proudly, "The coffin in our family is called 'Twelve Duan', and it is the most expensive kind of coffin."

    "Twelve pieces? You should be chopping firewood! Including the coffin lid, it's only two yuan at most. How can there be twelve pieces?" The woman in her fifties retorted mockingly.

    "'Twelve sections' does not mean being split into twelve pieces, but refers to the fact that only twelve sections of logs are used to make a coffin." The mother first glanced at the woman with disdain, and then explained, "You think,  Such a large coffin was made with only twelve pieces of logs.?How big are the twelve log sections?  You can count the rings (commonly known as annual rings) on the coffin to see if there are twelve?  "

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    "There are really twelve!" Soon, someone exclaimed.

    "The reason why these twelve sections are expensive is not only because of the huge logs used, but also because of the exquisite workmanship." Mother continued to explain proudly.

    "What's so special about this workmanship?" The gray-haired old woman asked with great interest.

    "Look, the two walls of this coffin (referring to the semi-arc parts seen from the front of the coffin) must be Luo Xin (referring to the center of the annual ring) and Luo Xin (two semi-arc parts, each  It is made of three huge logs, each with three upper, middle and lower sections. The center of the annual ring on the top must be parallel to the center of the annual ring on the other side, and so on, center to center, bottom to bottom, this is the so-called Luo Xin  To Luo Xin)."

    In the midst of mother's continuous explanation, the crowd onlookers burst into exclamation one after another.  I noticed that at that time, in the envious eyes of everyone, especially the old people, my mother forgot her sadness quite rarely.  At that time, all my mother had was the pride of fulfilling my father's last wish.

    One thing, mother and father are still very similar, that is, "very good face".  The reason why my father insisted on 12-dan was not only for his own consideration, but to a large extent it was to save face for our children.  My mother also thought it was a great honor to buy twelve paragraphs for my father.  In the eyes of being envied by others, the mother is so satisfied.  I think that if my father came back to life, he would definitely enjoy that look.  Thinking of this, I feel that paying a huge sum of more than 8,000 yuan is worth the money.  After all, a good mood may not be something that money can buy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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