Outside, firecrackers rang three times to inform the neighbors that something was going on at home.

Then, the people below have prepared filial clothes, and the filial sons have to change into them.

The Gu family and Ning Shunhou's filial piety was the heaviest. They wore white shirts all over the body, with white hemp ropes on their heads, a thick and thin hemp rope around their waists, and a mourning stick in their hands.

Then came the grandchildren, who only wore white linen blouses with thin hemp ropes tied around their waists.

As for the two aunts, they are not qualified to tie hemp ropes and only wear white gowns.

The white candlelight in front of the soul flickered, flickering on and off, and there were cries in the courtyard.

When Shen Qiuhe was about to take a rest, he heard something was wrong. Suddenly, three firecrackers went off in the direction of the Hou Mansion.

Shen Qiuhe quickly asked Wang Si to check it in person. He was slightly worried, hoping that it was not what he thought.

After waiting for the news that the old lady of the Hou Mansion was leaving, Shen Qiuhe stood in the yard and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, Shen Qiuhe asked Wang Si to make filial piety clothes, and he would visit the house early tomorrow morning to perform filial piety.

Naturally, this granddaughter and son-in-law are considered outsiders and cannot be treated with heavy filial piety. They just wear white gowns without twine.

One night, everyone took turns to burn paper money at the wake. There was no one alive, so a funeral had to be done.

According to the rules, it was the son who should report the funeral to each government, but with Marquis Ning Shun looking like him, he probably wouldn't be able to leave the government, so he asked Qiao Wenqing and Qiao Wenbing to report the funeral.

There are certain things to do when announcing a funeral. You don't say a word after entering the house. You go directly into the house, kneel down on one knee, and kowtow three times before speaking.

Moreover, when you knock on the door, you can't be as polite as before, you have to be as eager as beating a drum. When people hear the knock on the door, they will know the purpose of the visitor, and they will be wary of answering less.

The family also asked a husband to calculate the date. The number of days after the person was buried was different. There were five days, seven days and eleven days, which were calculated according to the birth date and horoscope.

Since May is a poisonous month, it is natural to avoid May when doing important things. Finally, my husband decided on seven days.

The maids in the mansion must hurry up and make mourning clothes. People attending funerals must wear mourning clothes according to the specifications. Relatives and friends can pay their respects starting today. If you can't pay tribute to others, just leave some linen cloth as a gift.

While Mrs. Gu was busy there, Marquis Ning Shun stood guard in front of the funeral.

Shen Qiuhe came in wearing mourning by himself. When Gu met him, he was stunned for a moment and then asked, "Qiuhe is back, can we have breakfast?"

"I rushed back after I got the news. I'm not hungry, so I'll go see my grandmother first." Shen Qiuhe raised his hand and returned the greeting respectfully.

Seeing that Mrs. Gu's eyes were red, she could only say a word of condolence.

When he arrived in front of the soul, Shen Qiuhe knelt down and paid homage.

After waiting to pay his respects, Shen Qiuhe looked at Qiao Guxin, who looked haggard perhaps because of the sudden loss of a relative at home.

Shen Qiuhe opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just stood quietly beside Qiao Guxin.

Chu Hanyin also got the news from there. Because the Feng family was holding a happy event, it was not convenient to come here now. He waited for the funeral to be announced in the Hou Mansion before visiting, so he came over first.

After laying incense in front of the soul, he glanced at Shen Qiuhe and Qiao Guxin, who were standing side by side, then withdrew his gaze, walked in front of Qiao Wenqing and said, "My condolences."

Yesterday, I saw that the old lady was fine, but I didn't expect her to go so suddenly.

When it was almost noon, the master Gu had invited from the temple also arrived. A group of people sat in the courtyard, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name to help the old lady enter bliss.

After crying like this for four days, everyone calmed down and accepted the fact that the old lady had gone.

During dinner, Marquis Ningshun was sitting on the main seat, thinking a lot. He was waiting to see Mrs. Gu put down her chopsticks and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to say to everyone."

Everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks, sat upright, and waited for Marquis Ning Shun to speak.

Marquis Ningshun coughed and said, "We are all here now, even the second uncle is here. Let me say a few words."

After talking for a while, he looked at Gu again, "I thought about it, no matter what you say, Xunfeng is my mother's granddaughter, and it is not an exaggeration to let her kowtow in front of her mother's soul."

I'm afraid there will be no chance of interacting with the old lady in the future.

When Mrs. Gu heard this, she immediately became silent.

"Master." Mrs. Gu didn't say anything, but the third aunt stood up and said, "I'm not afraid of the two uncles' jokes. Miss Feng made a mistake and was kicked out. If she is removed from the family tree, there will be no such person. You

Now that she is proposing to kowtow, what does she mean? How can she wear a mourning hat?"

As a mother, Qiao Xunfeng will never be able to live with the incident of harming Qiao Wenbing!

Snap!

Ning Shunhou slammed the table, "You have no place to speak here!"

The third aunt's eyes were red, but she didn't give in at all. She immediately knelt in front of Gu, "The old lady gave her instructions before she died. Everyone in the Marquis's house respects the madam. I ask the madam to make the decision!"

Seeing Third Yiniang pressing people here, Marquis Ning Shun was not happy. He was holding back his anger and had no place to vent it, "It's the other way around, it's the other way around!"

"I also don't think it's appropriate for Miss Feng to come here!" When Qiao Xunfeng was mentioned, Qiao Wenqing's face was expressionless, and now she didn't even want to call her sister.

Feng Zhaoan looked around. He had heard about Qiao Xunfeng's story to some extent. Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, he stood up and said, "Master Yue-in-law, Wen Qing needs to calm down. Since my grandmother has her last words, I should abide by her last wishes."

This is quite pertinent. No matter what, I have to persuade the two of them, especially Qiao Wenqing. Marquis Ning Shun is the elder after all. In Feng Zhaoan's eyes, his reply is always inappropriate.

People she didn't want to see during her lifetime would certainly not want to see her after her death.

"What does my Qiao family's affairs have to do with you?" Marquis Ningshun didn't even think about it and scolded him directly.

People say that an uncle is half a son, but there is still a difference between an uncle and a son.

Feng Zhaoan's face turned red when his father-in-law blocked him. He was not good at arguing with others.

Seeing his father treating Feng Zhaoan like this, Qiao Wenzhi's eyes turned red.

Originally, they wanted to rest after the ceremony was completed, but suddenly they heard a message from the servant saying that something was going on at home, which made Qiao Wenzhi worried.

According to the rules, they couldn't come back so early, but Feng Zhao'an felt sorry for Qiao Wenzhi and followed him to her parents' house regardless of taboos or not.

As a result, I got the word "outsider".

"Father." Qiao Wenqing suddenly raised his voice, but instead of scolding Marquis Ningshun, he picked up the plate in front of him and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Marquis Ning Shun was startled by Qiao Wenqing's sudden shouting, and he shook his head angrily.

Snap!

Qiao Wenqing was still looking at Ning Shunhou. He shook his head. Qiao Wenqing threw the plate to the ground with a neat hand, then picked up another plate and said, "Father, do you want to eat?"

Ning Shunhou gritted his teeth angrily, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Qiao Wenqing slowly withdrew his gaze, and a sneer escaped from his lips, "Father, I can't tolerate her! I hope my father can learn to judge the situation and don't make both of us look bad!"

"Brother." Qiao Wenbing turned his eyes and stood up immediately, "There is no need for my brother to intervene in the matter of suing my father."

The only thing that could overpower Qiao Wenqing was the word "filial piety" for Marquis Ningshun. However, the old lady left so early. It was so unpleasant to say that it had something to do with Marquis Ningshun. If there really was a commotion, the world would judge who was unfilial.

Qiao Wenqing nodded towards Qiao Wenqing, but still threw the plate in his hand, and then stood up slowly, casting a disdainful glance at Ning Shunhou, "Father is already a lot of years old, don't know how to do it."

Tell a joke."

There is definitely no way to eat this meal anymore. Qiao Wenqing will naturally drag Qiao Wenqing with him when he goes out.

Mrs. Gu glanced at her and asked the people below to take away the food. Not to mention Qiao Xunfeng, others had the final say as to whether Marquis Ningshun could eat in the Marquis Mansion.

In the end, only Marquis Ningshun was left sitting in the hall.

Originally, funeral arrangements were mostly discussed by a group of people, but with the Gu family making arrangements both inside and outside, Marquis Ningshun didn't care about anything. He only had the nerve to make demands when he was waiting for a reaction.

The last sentence mentioned by the old lady, that a person needs face and a tree needs bark, is in line with the current situation of Ningshun Hou.

The truth is, there is nothing better than a mother who knows her son.

Marquis Ningshun was very angry, but he had no other solution. He just wanted it. Qiao Xunfeng kowtowed in front of her mother's soul, but she didn't want something from the Marquis's house. Isn't it wrong?

After everyone dispersed, they went back to their houses to rest, mainly because Marquis Ningshun was very angry.

"Girl, what do you think the Marquis thinks?" You have to pick up ready-made things to do anything with love? Rosary complained with some annoyance.

Not only did he make unreasonable demands, but look at his attitude towards Feng Zhaoan?

If you are a bastard and your father-in-law is so embarrassed, you may lose your temper with your wife when you return home!

It’s true, the one who is favored is the treasure, and everyone else is just grass.

Qiao Guxin rubbed the center of his brows and said, "If my father bites his nose and gets into his face, then there will be a fuss."

I didn’t let the old lady feel happy while she was alive, and she doesn’t know what will happen after death. Anyway, it’s all for the living to see.

As a son, he didn't even care whether the funeral could be done well. Could it be that he, his granddaughter, cared about it to the point of death?

After saying a few words, it started to rain that day. Qiao Guxin was sitting in the yard without taking an umbrella. Now she thought that it wouldn't rain much, so she didn't wait for the oil-paper umbrella and went directly to the house with her skirt.

run.

But who knew, when they arrived at the gate of the yard, thunder suddenly sounded, and the heavy rain fell instantly. In just a few steps, Qiao Guxin was still wet.

Back at the house, Rosary quickly helped Qiao Guxin change out of her clothes. Fortunately, she still had one set, otherwise she wouldn't have to wear her mourning clothes.

Let the small kitchen boil some ginger soup, waiting to drive away the cold for Qiao Guxin.

After Qiao Guxin took a bath, she took the paper money and folded the gold ingots, just to pass the time.

Nianxiang saw the rain coming quickly and said, "It's really going to be summer."

This is almost like a child's face, the weather will change at any time.

After saying that everything was packed, he and Qiao Guxin folded paper ingots together. A lot of them were burned every day before the funeral, and it was also during the burial, so the masters of each courtyard folded some when they had free time in the past two days.
To be continued...