Because Song Sanxi was such a heroic being, Mr. Cheng's funeral arrangements were arranged in an orderly manner.
Outside the door, the cleaning work is in full swing, fast and good.
Inside the door, the paper was still burning.
However, an old man said that the Cheng family's baby was only nine years old. It was better not to stay in front of the corpses and to stay away.
Song Sanxi said instead, raising children to protect them from old age, children and grandchildren being filial are common human ethics, why not? Come on, kneel down, and burn the paper for your father.
The old man smiled, nodded, and said, OK, OK, you have money, and what you said makes sense.
So Xiaodu knelt down and burned paper for his grandfather together with his parents and second aunt.
Song Sanxi asked Cheng Yingwu for the birth date of the old man and said he wanted to know the date of his funeral.
Cheng Yingwu was a little confused and said awkwardly: "Sanxi, I... I'm really not sure."
Cheng Yingxue, with a calm voice, announced her father's birth date.
Song Sanxi felt something. He nodded and looked at the skinny body, "People say that a daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket for her father, and that's true. Director Xue was busy with work and scientific research and neglected to take care of his father, but he did not forget his father's birth date.
It’s really good too.”
This time, my eldest brother and sister-in-law were slapped in the face so hard that their faces turned red and they could only continue to burn paper.
Next, Song Sanxi quickly figured it out and decided on the funeral date.
To be honest, Cheng Yingwu and his sister were both surprised, how could he do this?
In fact, during his lifetime, Godfather Xi was a top student in mathematical logic, with a high IQ and a strong memory. He also understood many things by analogy.
If he can, that's a lot.
This kind of folk customs, feng shui, and yin and yang burial science are very simple things to him.
After the date was set, the old clothes, scented wax, paper money, etc. all came back.
People who buy things are sweating profusely and look like they have no regrets.
After all, you are making money.
Song Sanxi asked everyone to avoid it because he wanted to cleanse and dress the deceased.
Only then did Cheng Yingwu remember and said, "Sanxi, Yingxue, haven't you eaten yet?"
Cheng Yingxue said she didn't want to eat, so she should make some for Sanxi!
Zhou Qing became more active at this time and said quickly: "Then I'll cook..."
Song Sanxi said: "There's no rush. The people from Tianci Hotel will do it in a while."
Now, he is in charge and everything is up to him.
The open door is closed.
Everyone, avoid.
Song Sanxi was alone inside, and he finished washing himself, put on his old clothes, and covered his remains.
There is no need to be taboo or particular about it, this is respect for life.
Like the Godfather, he has his own thoughts and rules.
When the door opened again, the little old man was already dressed in black with gold threads, looking somewhat luxurious.
The Cheng family brothers and sisters were really grateful and burst into tears.
By that time, the outside had been cleaned up.
Zhou Wenbing and his brothers were already in place.
Sixteen people stood here from the gate.
One by one, they are like javelins, with tall and straight postures.
This scene is quite tough.
At that time, the large golden coffin was delivered by a special car from the Qingming Ghost Fire Shop.
Truck, come right in.
Song Sanxi signaled Zhou Wenbing to fire a small cannon. This was the rule.
Then, a total of eight men carried the coffin down.
He brought the wooden stool and put it into Cheng's house.
Seeing the luxurious golden nan coffin, the whole audience was shocked.
An old man said: "Put this aside so that the emperor can use it!"
"This old Chengtou is so beautiful, so beautiful..."
"My daughter was born well..."
"..."
These words really make the Cheng family feel embarrassed.
The entire Dingxiang Village was really impressed by the Cheng family.
Cheng Yingwu and his wife naturally softened a lot towards Cheng Yingxue.
Everything that follows will still be arranged by Song Sanxi.
There is a coffin, a mourning hall, an incense ceremony, etc.
That night, he settled on the underworld less than a kilometer outside of Dingxiang Village, under the Cheng family's hometown.
Construction started the next day, with nine drops of water on the eaves and a large tomb.
The name was his classmate Zhu Yongbiao, the construction guy.
This thing runs very fast, I need someone to fix it.
In the next three days, Song Sanxi was busy all the time, calming down her emotions and doing a great job.
Everyone feels that he is young but very calm, as if he is more professional than the old Onmyoji.
Chu Yan came over to pay homage that night.
She wanted to accompany Cheng Yingxue to complete the funeral.
However, Cheng Yingxue drove her away and told her quietly.
"Go back, Song Sanxi's drug research cannot be stopped! We will definitely cure him!"
Chu Yan could only accept the order and leave.
Song Sanxi's yin and yang skills shocked her.
That kind of admiration and yearning is like a wild horse that has escaped its stiffness, galloping endlessly.
When you marry, you marry Song Sanxi. This seems to be Chu Yan's definition.
She even had another dream that night, which was very pleasant...
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It rained continuously for three days.
Song Sanxi also received support from her family.
After all, Su Yourong is not an unreasonable person.
She and everyone in the family were extremely curious.
Is Song Sanxi simply an all-rounder?
He even knows how to bury Yin and Yang!
Su Yourong felt that whatever this guy could do now wouldn't be surprising.
At six o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, the old Cheng's family in Dingxiang Village held a funeral on time.
The funeral route has been planned.
That scene was really spectacular.
A funeral procession of thousands of people.
Carry the coffin, the Twelve Vajras!
Originally, eight big gold was just enough.
However, it was very difficult for Ba Da Jin to carry Jin Si Nan's large coffin, and four people had to replace it at any time.
The cemetery is so luxurious and elegant that many villagers are envious of it.
When the coffin was lowered, the rain was heavy and the wind was strong.
Neighbors also said that looking at this, the Cheng family will be very prosperous in the future!
This is of course an ancient Feng Shui saying, and everyone understands it.
Song Sanxi said the same thing.
Because he knew that he could lead the Cheng family to fly.
Under his auspices, the entire funeral ended successfully without any flaws.
The reputation of the Cheng family spread far and wide.
A beautiful funeral, honoring the countryside.
Everyone knows that there is a powerful young onmyoji who is the student of the second girl of the Cheng family.
The Feng Shui funeral was done well, the person was young, handsome, and extremely wealthy, so he funded the whole process.
Which of the relatives of the Cheng family who have objections to Cheng Yingxue can still complain about her now?
The student is holding his waist and has a long face!
Ordinary people still know how to see things, haha...
Of course, it is not strange for Song Sanxi to know this.
We do not promote feudal superstition.
It's just that for thousands of years, people have been buried in peace, and people have returned to nature when they grow old.
It is a funeral custom and a cultural tradition to treat death as life.
Song Sanxi is just a cultural person in this field.
The final white banquet at noon was the most formal and was still hosted by the Tianci Hotel. It was quite impressive and overbearing.
Folks, they all praised it and became addicted to the taste of a five-star hotel.
Don't you know that even the head chef calls Song Sanxi his eldest brother? His cooking skills are also influenced by Song Sanxi to some extent.
At noon that day, Song Sanxi was also invited to sit in the room and have a meal with relatives of the Cheng family.
Song Sanxi was pushed to the head seat by Cheng Yingwu.
Song Sanxi said: "I can't sit in this position. Director Xue is my teacher. Once a teacher, always a father, she should sit. She has worked too hard these years, and her life has been too wronged."
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yingxue burst into tears.
When my father laid the coffin in the earth, he didn't cry so sadly...