In the shade of the Western Mountain, in a very remote corner, is the place where Osmanthus fragrans is buried.
When it was just dawn, Ye Mancang and Ye Xusheng went up the mountain to dig a deep pit.
I'm afraid that if the coffin is left at home for a long time, it will cause more noise; I'm also afraid that the noisy old Qian family in the vegetable garden will hear the cries and start making a fuss;
Amidst the cries, Lao Yetou trembled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Yaonv for the last time at the corner of the unnailed coffin, his eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Seal the coffin."
Ye Shitian nailed the coffin tightly with his hands, and without any further delay, the coffin was carried onto the mule cart, led by Ye Xusheng, and accompanied by Ye Mancang and Dabai to Xishan.
The female family members were sent to the west door. Even if the family's friendship was harmonious, according to custom, no funeral could be held.
Not to mention Ye Shitian, Ye Laijin, Ye Laiyin and Lao Yetou.
Therefore, it was Ye Mancang and Ye Xusheng who dug up people yesterday, and it was the two of them who buried people today.
After the two of them collected the iron rope and took Dabai down the mountain, only a brand new grave bag was left standing alone in the shade...
The wayward woman who was overly pampered by Lao Qian stayed at the age of seventeen forever.
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Guan Xiuyuan settled the affairs of the restaurant, rented a mule cart, and returned to Yejia Village before noon.
As soon as I entered the village, I felt that the atmosphere was not right, as if something big had happened.
When he figured out what was going on, his expression changed drastically.
When he came back, he was going to talk about the marriage of his children with Ye Laijin. Not only was he going to talk about the marriage, but he also wanted to get engaged immediately. The sooner, the better.
Originally, he thought that the young boy Sheng was a scholar, and although he had not yet obtained the title of scholar, he was still a child-born student, so even if he was a county magistrate, he should not go too far.
Let's get through this first, and then we can slowly figure out what to do next.
After all, people named Pan don't have the ability to cover up the sky with one hand.
But now, I can't bring it up.
Such a big thing has just happened in Lao Ye's family. It's a time when he is sad and sad. How can he have time to talk about marriage?
Besides, as soon as the aunt left, her nephew couldn't wait to get engaged. This would not be a good thing to hear.
No matter how the customs are, it doesn't matter whether there is no funeral or no need to observe filial piety, but human ethics and etiquette must not be completely abolished. After a person is buried, a happy event will be held behind.
Alas~
Things just don't happen by chance.
Even so, we can only think of other ways.
Guan Xiuyuan pondered all the way and went directly to Lao Ye's house. After comforting and persuading Lao Ye, he also expressed his condolences to everyone before taking Mrs. Liu, Guan Cuizhi and Heizi back home.
"Second uncle? We haven't contacted him for many years. Why did he suddenly write to me and ask me to go play?"
Guan Cuizhi stared at her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, with a curious look on her face. She was innocent, cute, and innocent. Guan Xiuyuan couldn't help but reached out and patted her head. His eyes were kind and his lips were smiling, "It's because your cousin misses you. She will be here next year."
Since I'm leaving the cabinet and I won't be able to see each other easily in the future, I thought I'd ask you to stay for a while."
Hearing this, Guan Cuizhi couldn't help but curl her lips.
Ever since Guan Xiuyuan's grandfather settled in Yejia Village, he has been a single family with few heirs and only one single son. At first, he was shunned by the villagers. The old man was a strong-tempered and capable man. With his only son,
Working hard, he quickly purchased twenty acres of fertile land, and finally established a foothold in Yejia Village.
With the family fortune, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and thought that he would have to provide a scholar in the future.
As long as you have fame and fame, you will be a disciple of the emperor, and you will no longer have to worry about being bullied.
But at that time, Guan Xiuyuan's father had grown up and could no longer write and become a scholar.
Therefore, as the eldest grandson, Guan Xiuyuan had high hopes. He was sent to school to learn and read since he was a child. He only hoped that he could obtain fame, become an official in the future, and bring glory to the Guan family.
Guan Pingyuan, who is two years younger than Guan Xiuyuan, does not receive such treatment.
After all, the farmer's family had to work hard to survive, and it was already difficult to provide for one scholar, so they did not have the extra financial resources to support their second son's education.