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    "Uncle (the name for mother's aunt and brother, in our place, whether it is mother's cousin, cousin, aunt, or any other younger brother, they are all called uncle, just like a real uncle, and never add "tang" in front of it.  ''Meaning''Aunt' and other words to show the intimacy between each other), I want to ask you one thing?"

    Seeing that I spoke solemnly, my mother's uncle said with some doubts: "If you have anything to say, just tell me. However, your uncle and I are not big people, so I may not be able to help you."

    "Uncle, you are self-effacing. You can definitely help with this matter. I would like to ask you to help our family register."

    "This is definitely no problem!" The mother's uncle agreed without any hesitation.

    I used the white book that I prepared in advance (different from the red book, it was completely bound with white paper, because only in this way can I bring out the sad and mournful atmosphere at that time), black pen and a  After the handbag used to hold the money was given to the mother's uncle, he continued to wait by his father's side.  It's strange to say that after the candidate for Mr. Accountant was confirmed, the live fish who had been tossing endlessly just now became quiet all of a sudden.  The transition between movement and stillness was unexpectedly so abrupt.  If it weren't for the persistence of the last line of defense of atheism that I have believed in for decades, then, maybe, I would really believe that this is indeed a reminder from my father's soul.

    After my mother's uncle, the accountant, officially took office, all the relatives and friends who had gathered at my house began to get busy.  Because everyone knows the rule that "red things don't start and white things don't end", so no one wants to be left behind.  Amidst the scrambling for the first time, the mother's aunt and brother began to get busy.  Fortunately, white affairs don't need sugar and smoke like red affairs, otherwise, he might be even more busy.

    **It didn't last too long. After all the relatives and friends gathered at my house had registered, my mother's uncle finally started to relax.  The occasional one or two people who stepped forward did not bring any pressure to him.  Looking at his calm appearance, I knew I had found the right person.  He is definitely a veteran who often keeps accounts for others.  Suddenly, I felt like I was in a trance for a while, and then I was a little confused. Is it me or my father who recognizes the person?

    In the afternoon, the military band arrived on time.  After they arrived, the first thing to do was to set up the stage, because the military band not only acted as the master of ceremonies and played mourning music, but also assumed the important task of performing and entertaining.  To set up a stage, the first thing involved is the issue of location.  At that time, a lot of relatives and friends had already gathered in our house, and they naturally gathered around curiously when they were free.

    "Today, everyone will definitely eat under the canopy. I think it's better to set up the stage in this open space." One of them pointed to the open space to the west of the canopy.

    "No, no, how can people face the east when it comes to funerals?"

    "That's right, it's better for the stage to face west."

    The point of view in these words may have a certain relationship with the Western Paradise preached by Buddhism.  Influenced by Buddhist thought, people here generally hope that their deceased ancestors can ascend to the Western Paradise, instead of entering heaven like Westerners.  Therefore, facing the stage to the west also implies the meaning of Paradise.

    I don't know if my mother understands what they mean, but anyway, after hearing this, my mother strongly opposes putting the stage on the west side of the canopy.  Because the open space to the west of the canopy belongs to another family, and that family has some problems with our family.  Considering not to cause any unnecessary disputes with that family because of the stage, my mother objected to putting the stage on the open space to the west.

    "Since we want to face the west, we might as well set the stage on the east side." Another person continued to suggest disapprovingly.

    However, when everyone looked at the small place to the east of the canopy, they all showed contempt for it.  This guy really doesn't use his brain!  It's good for the stage to face west, but you have to look at the actual situation!  How can it be used in such a small place!

    Seeing that the situation was not right, the man refused to wait for everyone to answer, so he vetoed himself: "It's just a pity, this place is too small! Otherwise, it would be perfect to set up here.  Family and friends enjoy the show while eating)¡±

    The relatives and friends naturally looked for the venue from the perspective of being convenient for themselves to watch the show, so another person suggested: "Isn't there just an open space in front of this canopy? Why don't we set up the stage in this open space facing the canopy?"  The ground is fine."

    A group of relatives and friends heard the words, and they all echoed and expressed their approval.

    But, very soon, an old man in our village of about 60 spoke out.He said: "No, no! How can it be facing the gate?"

    "Why can't you face the gate?" When relatives and friends heard the words, some people immediately asked in puzzlement.

    "Facing the gate is facing the ice coffin. This is not to play against (He hesitated for a while and finally decided not to say it. Of course, everyone present knew what he meant, and what he omitted was actually his father's name)  huh!" The old man replied angrily.

    When everyone heard it, they all thought it made sense.  They came here to pay homage to their father, but if they ended up singing against their father, wouldn't that be counterproductive?

    For a while, everyone felt out of ideas.  Of course, the most anxious people are the people in the military band.  People still have a lot of things to prepare, so they can't just wait like this forever, can they?  So, the person in charge of setting up the stage urged very anxiously: Where should the stage be set up?

    At this time, the owner of the small shop spoke up, saying: This is not easy, set the stage somewhere, so that it can be guaranteed to face the west!

    However, soon, her opinion was opposed by everyone.  One is because, if the stage is really set up in that place, the people who come to watch will not be able to see anything under the cover of many trees;  If the stage is set up, it will inevitably cause "traffic jams".

    Just when everyone was arguing endlessly but to no avail, I had to leave my father's ice coffin rather reluctantly.  I first asked the rather customary old man if there were any other restrictions on orientation besides not being able to face the east and the door of the house.  After the old man replied that there was no, I tried my best to come up with a decision decisively.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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