I put my father's "portrait" in my arms, and I held the ashes bag containing my father's bones with both hands as if holding treasures. Due to the care of the staff, the bag of ashes is quite heavy. It's just that, in the agitation of my mind at that time, I couldn't feel the heaviness at all. The tenderness that came from the bag of ashes was like the warmth of the father. I was cautious, for fear of falling; I was sad because I knew that this was the last time I had such close contact with my father; I was thinking wildly, hoping that time could stop so that I could spend more time with my father
I don't know if my little uncle continued to quarrel with my aunt, I don't know how I got out of the burning place, I don't know who are walking with me From the moment I picked up the slightly warm ashes bag, I don't know anything. I just want to be alone quietly and spend time with my father. At that moment, it seemed that there were only us father and son left in the world. What keeps appearing in the eyes is only the voice and smile of his father in the past.
The violent turbulence woke me up from my communion with my father. When I looked up, I found that I had returned to the hearse and was on my way home. Although I didn't sleep all night, I didn't feel sleepy at all. Because, at this time, there is only that deep sadness that fills my heart.
Although there was a lot of delay in the funeral home, the sky was still dark at the moment. It is different from the hugging when we came here, now, there is only a hearse driving alone on the wide road. Obviously, other vehicles did not go with the hearse. Therefore, the people sitting on the hearse began to discuss.
"Where did the other cars go?" one person asked.
"I don't know. I guess I went back by another way." The driver replied.
The drivers all answered that they did not know, which means that the other cars were really not with us. Therefore, the eighty-year-old old man in the family sighed a little worriedly: "I don't know if they know the rule of 'you can't go back the same way'?"
"Should know. It's not the first time for them to attend a funeral, don't they even know the rules?" After hearing this, the one who carried the coffin immediately spoke in relief.
The rules involved here are also one of the customs in our daily life. To put it simply, when going to the funeral home, you can't take the same path. Of course, there must be some deep-seated reason here, but the deep-seated reason is not clear to me. Therefore, under normal circumstances, when going to the funeral home, go out the gate, go east all the way, and then take the same road; You can't take the repeated path, and you have to go back to the door from the west in the end.
It is precisely because of such rules that the elders in their octogenarians who pay more attention to traditional customs will ask such a question.
"It's not certain, my little brother (the eldest son of my uncle's family, that is, my cousin) is still young after all, so he may not know such rules." The octogenarian is still worried.
"It's okay, those cars should be together. So-and-so (the name of my cousin's name) may not know it. But so-and-so (the name of my cousin's name) and so-and-so (the name of the eldest son of my father's cousin's family) They have both experienced such a thing (referring to holding a funeral for their own father), the two of them must know this rule. Don¡¯t worry, with the two of them leading the team, there is no guarantee that they will not get out of the fork!"
After listening to the words of another coffin bearer, the mood of the eighty-year-old man gradually calmed down. Judging from his expression, it seemed that breaking this rule would bring about an extremely terrifying disaster.
On the way, the hearse had a small malfunction and stopped for a while. It is precisely because of this pause that we will be left behind. When the hearse came to the three-way intersection leading to the avenue west of my door, I found that other vehicles were all neatly leaning against the side of the road and waiting there. I don't think they will have such a tacit understanding, it must have been agreed long before departure. The hearse came to a three-way intersection and stopped. Vehicles that arrive early are already ready, so when the hearse arrives, the fireworks begin. Amidst the violent roar, several people got off from our car, took out all the remaining fireworks and firecrackers, and then set them up all at once. For a while, the intersection was full of flames and smoke rising.
Before the smoke dissipated, everyone returned to the car. Next, the hearse continued to clear the way ahead, while other vehicles slowly followed behind. Perhaps, this hearse was originally a kind of custom in the first place. For example, in horror movies made by Hong Kong people, there is often such a sentence: "The shady people go on the road, and the strangers avoid it." Isn't this hearse loaded with "yin people"? "Yin man" is on the road, who dares to block the way? Of course, this kind of custom, in addition to the psychology of fear, is more about expressing respect for "death".?" is a kind of respect. "The dead are the greatest" is an important part of Chinese culture.
After passing the three-way intersection, it didn't take long to come to the main road in front of my house. At this moment, someone has already prepared to be there. Hay handles have been erected on both sides of the road leading to my house, and a handful or two of hay have been placed upside down in the middle of the road. After everyone in the car got off, those waiting on the side immediately lit the hay torches. All the people going to the funeral home had to pass between the hay poles and also had to step over the fire. This is also our custom here. Funeral parlors are places where yin energy gathers, and those who live in it will inevitably be contaminated with some dirty things. Fire, in Chinese culture, is a symbol of light and has the effect of driving away all filth. Therefore, after returning from the funeral parlor, you must walk through the fire (the fire on both sides and under your feet symbolizes walking through the fire). Only in this way can the dirty things that may be contaminated be removed. This approach is actually just for auspiciousness. Moreover, such auspiciousness is more of a psychological feeling.
Arriving at the door of the house, you cannot enter the house immediately. Several round tables under the canopy are already filled with pre-served tofu soup. Everyone who goes to the funeral home must drink tofu soup before they can enter the door.
Of course, folklore related to tofu is generally related to "filial piety", such as the story of Le Yi's invitation to a tofu banquet during the Warring States Period, or the story of Liu An, king of Huainan in the Western Han Dynasty, using cold tofu to rectify his name (rectifying his filial piety). Even the story between the grandfather and the three daughters-in-law in the Jianghuai area involves the matter of "filial piety". However, the tofu soup here has nothing to do with "filial piety". As I said just now, the funeral home is a place where yin energy gathers, so drinking "tofu soup" is actually to drive away evil energy, more precisely, to get rid of the "yin energy" (a type of evil energy) contaminated in the funeral home. It is precisely because of this that there is a saying that you cannot enter the house without drinking tofu soup. Otherwise, the evil spirit will be brought into the home. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com