"Mother..." The equally old voices of a man and a woman rang out from one side. They were Grandma Cai's eldest son and daughter-in-law. The moment the old man's facial mask was lifted, the two stood in the distance supporting each other, both saying
A cry, a loud cry.
As for whether the crying was real or fake, or whether it came from sadness, I had no way of feeling. Now that I was frightened, I could only helplessly turn my head to look at Uncle Wu, who looked unhappy.
He frowned tightly, his eyes never leaving Grandma Cai's face in the coffin. I didn't even have the courage to take another look. Just that moment ago, that face was still frozen in front of my eyes.
It was so scary, with dull and astigmatic eyes, and a mouth that was so dark that even the tongue was discolored, that I could only rely on deep breathing to steady myself from rushing out of the cemetery.
"Why did Grandma Cai leave?" Uncle Wu's voice sounded after a long time, probably asking the old couple.
The two people stopped crying, and the old lady explained, "My mother is not sick or suffering from any calamity. It can be regarded as a happy mourning after her death."
The old man also echoed, "When we got up in the morning, we went over and found that my mother was already cold. She is not young at all. She may have fallen asleep at night."
This cause of death should be the most expected method for the elderly. They can say goodbye to each other while sleeping without any illness or pain, without having to suffer any trouble.
Just after they finished speaking, Uncle Wu suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Fart, this person has a blind eye and a wide mouth. You told me that he died at the end of his life. There is a price to pay for fooling ghosts and gods. This old lady is still lying here, and she won't give it to me."
Tell the truth honestly!"
Uncle Wu's sudden shout not only startled all of us in the funeral shed, but even those watching the excitement outside frequently looked over here. Those trumpeters in the white-collar team all knew what was going on here.
Suddenly, all the gestures in his hands stopped and he looked over in surprise.
The surrounding area suddenly fell into an eerie silence. It didn't look like there were at least a hundred or so people present at all.
Uncle Wu waved to the drummers, indicating what they should do, and the sound of mourning and music sounded again in the Cai family courtyard. However, the cloud on Uncle Wu's face did not dissipate. He held a prepared clean towel in his hand and began to help.
Cleaning Grandma Cai's face in the coffin.
Not only did I pay attention to Uncle Wu's movements, but also from the corner of my eye I paid attention to the reactions of the other two living people in the memorial shed. They had not recovered from the yelling just now, and their faces were changing color.
You know, they are all in their 70s and 80s, and they are already grandparents, and no one has dared to speak to them in such a lecturing tone for many years.
Maybe Uncle Wu didn't accept it well when he came here. He even forgot to cry and stared at each other.
I could see that when Uncle Wu was cleansing the face of the deceased, his fingers were consciously or unconsciously helping him to close his eyes and lift his jaw. The towel was warm, and he worked hard to move the joints to close the stiff parts. This was
One method is to make the deceased appear dignified.
After all, the current effect is really unsightly.
But it didn't have much effect. Uncle Wu threw the towel on the table aside and said angrily, "You two, bring in more burning paper, kneel in front of the coffin head, and burn each piece for me.
, tell me everything you have to say that you feel sorry for, and admit your mistakes, otherwise don’t blame me for walking away and not caring about your shed!"
I originally thought that the old couple would be somewhat resistant. After all, what Uncle Wu said was not a glorious thing. The question is, I am listening here, did the two old couples really do something unconscionable?
Unexpectedly, the two people were really obedient, and obediently brought in a large bag of paper money, as well as many folded gold ingots, and piled the pasted paper gold bars aside, and started to light the fire.
It's strange to say that when Uncle Wu used hair oil to arrange Granny Cai's hair into a meticulous bun, the two kneeling old men holding lighters couldn't light the fire.
One hand is the bright flame of a lighter, and the other is a thin and flammable piece of paper. But when the two things are put together, nothing can be lit. Seeing that the straw-yellow paper is scorched black by the flames, it just doesn't work.
Fire.
When Uncle Wu saw this situation, he first glared at the two old men with a fierce look, showing helplessness. Then he turned around and took out something from the second layer of the dressing box in his hand and pointed it at the coffin.
Grandma Cai gestures.
"Did you see? Obediently take the rich money and hit the road. Now that you have passed, take these things that I can help you get and head west. That is where you should go. Don't force me to help you in the end.
Sew it on, I have a complete set of guy poses."
Regarding Uncle Wu's behavior and threatening to chat with the dead as if they were living people, the old couple and I were stunned and forgot what we were supposed to be doing.
Fortunately for me, Uncle Wu just whispered, "Sanman, give me three copper coins."
What Uncle Wu was holding was needle and thread. I was really afraid that if he got excited and started sewing, the family members of the deceased would not be able to fight with us. This would be disrespectful to the corpse!
Taking what I handed over, Uncle Wu pulled off a small piece of red thread from the spool and tied two copper coins to both sides.
Seeing the old couple kneeling there stupidly without making any movement, they yelled, "Look what I'm doing, light a fire and repent. I'm telling you, God is watching what you have done, and you have done something that is filthy with your conscience."
, this is the last chance, there will be no such shop after passing this village, the old man will not close his eyes, open his mouth, and will not complain when he goes down below, your descendants will not even think of having a single copper in their pockets, they will all be filled with this.
hole!"
Uncle Wu pointed his finger at Grandma Cai's open mouth, and the two old couples who were kneeling in front of the coffin, who had no chance of seeing the condition of the body inside, all trembled.
I was also trembling in my heart, for fear that Granny Cai lying in the coffin might bite Uncle Wu's finger off with a snap.
The old man sighed, let out a long sigh, and started to press the lighter again and again, trying hard to light the paper money.
The old lady's hands kept shaking, but finally the old man suddenly lost his temper, grabbed the paper money from his wife's hand, and started to order it himself.
Now that the situation is like this, everyone in the mourning shed feels that something is wrong. It seems that Grandma Cai deliberately refused to accept the offerings from these two people and was causing trouble. And I also understand the underlying meaning of Uncle Wu's words.
Quite a bit.
It's very possible that Grandma Cai didn't die as they said, and there was something going on inside!
What I am even more curious about is that Uncle Wu has clearly said that as a rule of the sect, no one will wear makeup until he dies with his eyes closed, so now that he knows there is a hidden agenda, why is he still meddling in other people's affairs?
Just turn around and leave, and ask the people involved to figure it out on their own.
I have a lot of questions in my mind, but in this environment, I really don’t dare to ask.