Chapter 229 Uncle’s Funeral [3000]

Facing Lu Yang's attempt to change the subject.

The mother-in-law Ma Xiulan stood up and said while clearing the dishes: "When people get old, they can't eat greasy food, especially in the early morning. It's better to eat something light, which is more beneficial to health. Okay, you go, don't miss the meal later, and don't forget that you also have a share in the sacrifice. As for Mingyue, we will leave some food for her later and wake her up, so you don't have to make a special trip."

She also felt sorry for her daughter.

They are newlyweds, and their son-in-law just came back from a business trip. Who knows what time they went to bed last night?

This old man has no vision, and she, as a mother, cannot be without it.

"You, raise your hands. Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat. Look at the crumbs on the table. Why don't you drink it up in one gulp?"

The father-in-law was confused.

I don’t know why I’m being scolded again?

His eating habits every morning were the same. No matter whether it was steamed buns, dumplings, or cakes, he liked to take a bite, then dip it in the chopped chili sauce on the plate, take another bite, dip it in the sauce again, and eat again...

Otherwise, I won’t be able to swallow it if it’s eaten dry.

As for the brewed malted milk, it is purely used to quench thirst.

He actually likes to drink early in the morning.

Ever since I started driving the second-hand truck sold to me by my son-in-law, he often reminds me at the dinner table not to drink and drive, or else traffic accidents are likely to occur. As the saying goes, one glass of wine for the driver will bring tears to the eyes of his family.

This was said a few days later.

The old woman at home no longer allowed him to drink wine in the morning.

"Get off."

See this old guy is still in a daze.

The mother-in-law got angry again. After cleaning up the dishes in front of her, she tried to snatch the dishes in his hand that he had not finished eating.

That's not okay.

The father-in-law, who was protecting his food, stood up hurriedly, picked up the two and a half uneaten steamed buns in the bowl on the table, and dipped them in the chopped chili sauce in another bowl.

Step back hastily.

After taking a closer look, I found that there was still half a cup of malted milk on the table that had not been finished.

And the yellow-faced woman only took away her own bowls and plates.

Quickly freed up a hand.

He stuffed the half steamed bun in his right hand into his mouth as if swallowing a whole apple, then rushed forward as if to rescue someone and snatched back his half cup of malted milk.

“Coo, coo…”

He poured the food into his stomach with a mouth full of steamed bun.

Return the cup.

He ran away with the two steamed buns that he had not yet had time to eat.

If you can't afford to offend, can you still afford to hide?
"Well, I'm going to the factory first to arrange some things."

"As for the funeral, to see your uncle off, let your mother-in-law represent the Yin family and bring your wife along. I really can't leave here."

Run into the yard.

Old man Yin started shouting.

The first paragraph was undoubtedly directed at the old woman at home.

The second paragraph was directed to Lu Yang.

Then, before the people in the room could answer him, the sound of a car engine was heard from the yard outside.

While Lu Yang's mother-in-law was clearing the dishes, she apologized to Lu Yang, "Look at your father-in-law, he only knows how to be busy at the factory. It's your uncle's funeral after all, so he took out half a day to come and see him off. What's wrong? Son-in-law, don't worry, I'll clean up and go to the factory to talk to him."

Lu Yang didn't take it seriously.

Shaking his head, he said, "No need, Mom. Dad is busy, so let him do his work. You and Mingyue are enough. I'm leaving first, Mom. They may have to start the memorial service over there."

As he spoke, he walked outside.

Lu Yang's mother-in-law shook her head and didn't force him. She just said it casually.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, he put them in the kitchen, washed his hands, wiped off the water stains on his hands, and then went to the main room. He wanted to knock on the door of the inner room where his daughter and son-in-law lived, but after thinking about it, he just gently pushed the door open.

Try not to make any noise.

Then I saw that the house was not as messy as I had imagined, but the smell in the air was still not so pleasant. My daughter was sleeping on the bed like a lazy cat, with her hair covering her face, and she showed no intention of waking up.

As someone who has been through this, how could she not know that this must be exhausting?

He shook his head again, closed the door gently, went back to the kitchen, took some millet out of the rice jar, cut some lean meat, and prepared to cook a pot of lean meat and millet porridge.

Young people have no self-control. As a mother, she sees it all and even though she feels bad, she can't say anything.

With only three meals a day, we can only try to make them more nutritious.

That's it.

Let’s kill another old hen at noon.

Thinking of my daughter's slightly pale face.

Ma Xiulan regained her enthusiasm and finished making the millet porridge. She put the pot on the coal stove and boiled it over a low fire. Then she turned around, picked up the kitchen knife, left the kitchen, and went to the yard. The next scene was a little bloody. . . . .

The Lu family’s old house, the funeral procession.

The sacrificial ceremony was in progress, and the main priest was an uncle from the village named Lu.

For a ceremony like this, unless there is really no one in the tribe who is capable of performing it, they will consider inviting other respected people in the village to perform it.

As for the eulogy, there is a set of ready-made templates that have been used for who knows how many years. Anyone who has an elder or relative in their family who has passed away only needs to learn and apply them.

Adding or removing words, or playing around with the plot, is your business.

You just need to write the sacrificial text and hand it to the main priest.

"On a certain day of a certain month in the year 1989, my nephew Lu Yang, with a pious offering of wine and food, paid tribute to the spirit of my uncle, Mr. Lu, and said sadly:
My uncle passed away when he was only fifty years old. He worked hard all his life. He was frugal and lived a stable life. He taught us to be self-disciplined and respectful to others. He treated enemies and friends with a clear distinction between love and hate. He protected the collective without any personal feelings. My uncle's virtue is enough to inspire future generations. He is still strong in his old age and should live a long life. Unfortunately, he fell ill. He lay down and died quickly. Alas, uncle, no one can hear my calls. I am heartbroken and my handkerchief is wet with blood and tears. I wail and mourn, and my grief is hard to describe. If you wake up in the underworld, please come and enjoy your food. Alas! Please enjoy your food! "

In addition, there needs to be a sacrificial text.

A sacrifice is also required, usually a fish or a piece of pork belly.

After the ceremony is completed, the pork belly is taken away by the main priest as a gift of reward.

The fish is taken back by the person who offers the sacrifice and cooked and eaten.

There is a saying that if the descendants eat the offerings such as chicken, duck, fish and meat used to commemorate their ancestors, it will be good for them and they will get the blessings of the ancestors.

Whether it is true or not, let’s not talk about it for now. Anyway, Lu Yang soon had a fish in his hand.

His sacrifice was complete.

Next, there are his uncle’s family, his younger brother or his nephew, who also need to hold memorial ceremonies.

Once all this is done, the funeral will take place.

Lu Yang temporarily stored the fish at his uncle's house in the village.

Get ready for a break.

Suddenly someone patted me on the back, and then I saw the old village party secretary, followed by his son-in-law, Officer Li from the county investment promotion office, and classmate Yin Zhuangzhuang.

"Brother Lu, it has to be you. If you don't come back, I don't know what to do."

Student Yin Zhuangzhuang spoke first.

But his father patted him on the head, "You are rude. Do you have the right to speak?"

Then he brought his son-in-law and bowed to Lu Yang at the same time.

"If it weren't for Boss Lu, I don't know when I could have cleared my name. Thank you, Boss Lu."

The old village party secretary said nothing.

But his son-in-law kept expressing his gratitude.

Panicked Lu Yang also quickly stood up and returned the greeting: "No, no, it's my Lu family who wronged you. It's our Lu family who should apologize to you. Although I, Lu Yang, am not a direct relative of the deceased, I am also his nephew. You found my uncle fell on the side of the road and came to the village to report the news. I should be grateful to you. I owe you a favor."

Lu Yang said this sincerely.

There is absolutely no lie.

Seeing that Lu Yang didn't look like he was lying, the old village secretary was relieved and patted Lu Yang's shoulder heavily: "Okay, Yang is promising and sensible. With your words, I am relieved."

What he was most worried about was that this incident would create a rift between him and Lu Yang.

This would not only be disadvantageous to himself, as he would not be able to carry out his work as the village party secretary, but would also have a great impact on his son's career. After all, his son is still cooperating with the other party to open a video hall, and the same goes for his son-in-law. The other party's influence is not limited to Shanghuai Village. Even his connections in the town and county are significant.

With just one phone call, the director of a county's investment promotion office, the top leader, can personally check the attendance of a small clerk, and get the result very quickly. Is this something that ordinary people can do?
Lu Yang also knew what the old village party secretary was worried about.

After thinking for a while, he said, "How about this. I have an appointment with Director Du and Section Chief Jia from the county to have dinner together in a few days. Uncle, if you have time, please come with us. It just so happens that we can discuss the matter of Chashan Coal Mine."

Having said that, Lu Yang paused.

He glanced at his childhood friend and said, "Classmate Zhuangzhuang, don't go. Let your brother-in-law go. Your brother-in-law happens to be an officer of the county's investment promotion department. It won't hurt to go and get to know more leaders."

After hearing this, Li Weimin was immediately surprised and said, "Really? Can I go? Thank you, Boss Lu. Thank you so much."

Lu Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake."

I felt relieved.

I have just done you a favor, and now I am repaying it.

"Okay, the funeral will be held soon, you go ahead and I'll take them back first."

The old village party secretary was also in a good mood.

But this is obviously not the time to show off.

The relatives are holding a funeral.

Although he brought his son and son-in-law with him, he was not here to cause trouble and he even said that he came to apologize. However, anyone with a discerning eye knew that his family had had many conflicts with the Lu family before, especially Lu Yang's aunt, who had often gone to the village committee to make a scene.

Last night, the truth was revealed and spread throughout the village.

The most important thing is to die.

There is no need to provoke the widow of the deceased at this time.

(End of this chapter)