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265 Begging for Grain

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    His words are actually reminding other people who need to "jump the pit" to be fully mentally prepared.  This "jumping pit" is probably a project specially set up for coffin bearers.  The next people, once they jump into the deep pit, will not be able to get up as easily as me.

    The first one to go in obviously didn't know how to deal with it.  When the coffin bearer asked "how should I express it", he seemed a little at a loss.  So the bearer of the coffin further reminded that he wanted cigarettes, and they were in strips.  At this time, the first person to "enroll" realized that he had been "blackmailed".  It's just that such "wrongness" is within the scope allowed by customs, and it is purely a harmless impromptu entertainment.

    If you don't want to be "wronged" by the other party at this time, and try to climb up by yourself, then your ending can only be tragic.  Even the tallest cousin of my aunt's family stood half a head shorter in the pit, let alone other people.  Even without the interference of others, it is not easy to climb out of such a deep pit.  What's more, there are those eight coffin bearers watching over him?  There are also those who think they have excellent physical fitness and try to break out of the deep pit.  However, under the push up (the people on top push down) and pull down (the people in the pit pull down) of the people who carried the coffin, they had no choice but to give up that unrealistic attempt in the end.

    Everyone has a different personality, so their reactions will also be different.

    Some people readily agreed to take cigarettes as soon as they entered the pit.  Therefore, everyone who carried the coffin would ask a few questions.  After answering the two questions, everyone who carried the coffin smiled knowingly.  Then, the people who carried the coffin emphasized that it can't be the twelve yuan a pack that is used now.  The person in the pit hurriedly replied: "How can it be?" Finally, after showing his sincerity in taking out two packs of 20-yuan cigarettes, he was carried out of the pit by the coffin-bearers.

    Some people go down into the pit and immediately make jokes, some pretend to be deaf and dumb, and some even try to escape However, when they cannot get out of the pit without meeting the requirements of others, they finally give in obediently without exception.  In the end, those who carried the coffin were rewarded a lot.  Seven or eight people came down, and each of them got two packs of 20 yuan a pack of cigarettes, which was about 3,000 yuan.

    At this point, the farce of "jumping the pit" is really over.  Next, came the real highlight of the entire funeral process - "burial".

    All the people in the field, including the coffin bearers, had to rush back immediately after the "jump pit" was completed.  The eight people who carried the coffin first symbolically tied the poles to the wooden coffin.  In the meantime, I have to keep busy for a while.  Under the leadership of the eighty-year-old elders of my family and the sound of drums from the military band, I started to go to the neighbors' homes to beg for grain.  First go east.  Wearing a heavy filial piety, I cannot enter other people's homes.  Therefore, I had to kneel in front of other people's gates far away.  Hearing the sound of drum music, the neighbors already knew what was going on.  So, he took the bowl in my hand as quickly as possible, and served me the prepared grains in advance.  Yes, these are "prepared".  Before I set off to beg, the octogenarians had gone door-to-door to say hello.  Otherwise, when the time comes, what if people go to the fields to do farm work?  What if everyone served the same kind of grain?  In order to ensure that the operation of begging for grain can be completed smoothly, this "preparation" is very important.  Otherwise, it is very likely that due to the delay of time, the good time expected by Yin and Yang will be missed.  It is precisely because I have already "prepared" that the activity I am begging for appears to be particularly smooth.  There was only one family in the east, and then I turned to the west, and each family gave me different grains. Therefore, with only five families, I have already got all the grains needed for the "burial" ceremony.  I remember that there should be five kinds of barley, wheat, rice, corn and soybeans.  After the grain was ready, I returned quickly to the sound of drums.

    After all the preparations were completed, a group of relatives and friends got out of the gate and knelt facing the wooden coffin.  The order of the kneeling is also particular.  My wife and I were naturally kneeling at the front.  Those who participated in the "Yuekeng" just now were all wearing filial piety because they were relatively close to their fathers.  These people in filial piety clothes followed closely behind my wife and me.  Then there are others waiting.

    As soon as I knelt down, someone said to me: "So-and-so (my nickname), you'd better change the shoes you don't wear. Because after the 'burial', the shoes on your feet need to be hung on the mourning stick  left on the grave."

    Seeing my hesitant appearance, other onlookers also echoed.  After hearing this, my mother hurried to me and dragged me to the house to look for shoes.  I changed into a pair of broken leather shoes, but before I knelt down, someone said that the shoes must have laces.  So, I went in and changed into a pair of old sneakers that I no longer wore.  But who would have thought that this time there will be another?? Said that you can't wear shoes with laces.  Feeling overwhelmed, I simply knelt down and ignored the clamor from the audience.  Otherwise, as far as changing shoes, I would feel at a loss.  Even more frustrating was the fact that the endless onlookers were still trying to get me into the heels of my shoes.

    Under the shouts of everyone carrying the coffin, my sister, who was kneeling closely behind me, stepped forward.  The elder sister first picked up the tray containing the grains, and then, under the guidance of the coffin bearer, began to scatter the grains.  However, at this time, disputes arose.  Just like I put on my shoes just now, the one who carried the coffin asked my sister to throw grains from the inside out, while the second and younger uncles insisted that they should be thrown from the outside in.  I don't know who is right and who is wrong, or the differences in customs are caused by differences in regions.  But I know that if the noise is allowed to continue, the activity of "throwing grains" will never be able to go on.  Just when I was about to step forward to persuade.  My cousin had already walked over, and said decisively: "Every place has its own customs, and now we are here, so we have to follow our customs here." The implication of my cousin's words is that he is not from our place.  Stop making noise here.  My two uncles understood the meaning of my cousin's words. The second uncle was fine, but the grumpy younger uncle immediately became furious after hearing the words.  But in order for the "throwing of grains" to proceed smoothly, my cousin mercilessly prevented my two uncles from further interfering actions.  In the end, my two uncles, who were so ashamed, walked away in such a huff, and returned home without participating in my father's "burial" ceremony.  From this, it is not difficult to see that the two of them are really angry.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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