Burning gold pits is a part of the custom of burial after death. That is to say, after the tomb is dug and before the coffin is buried, a fire, such as straw, paper money, etc., must be burned in the tomb.
Yes, burn in that pit for a while, commonly known as a warm nest.
After passing through the warm nest, the deceased buried in the tomb can live a happy life in the warm and comfortable underworld. Like straw, it means continuous incense, and paper money means prosperity.
Mrs. Zhang is very good at scolding people, especially those vicious words without repetition, which is many times better than Yang Juyun.
She scolded people from the older generation to the younger generation, from the married daughter to the daughter-in-law who married into the family, and then to the children they gave birth to, regardless of male or female, and from the eighteenth generation of the family's ancestors to the following generations,
Even people's domestic animals, such as pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, and crops grown in the fields were not spared.
In short, it is all-encompassing and covers all aspects of people’s lives.
Her scolding continued all morning, and Xiang Jin estimated that it would last at least an hour.
Mrs. Zhang cursed all morning on the mountain with her hands on her hips, and finally felt a little thirsty. Then she came down from the mountain, and when she passed by the door of a family's house at the foot of the mountain, a daughter-in-law of that family pulled her
He held her hand and whispered, "Auntie, I guess this was done by the people in Wantou below."
Mrs. Zhang tilted her head back slightly, looked at her critically and said, "My nephew-in-law, do you know something?"
The daughter-in-law looked in the left and right directions and saw no one, and then continued in a low voice, "To be honest, auntie, I got up at about twelve o'clock last night, and then I saw two people.
Ying walked past the door of our house with a load of firewood on his back and a flashlight. That direction was towards the bottom of your bay. There are only a few families on our mountain, and there is no shortage of firewood for everyone. You said it’s not you.
Which one is under the bay?"
Mrs. Zhang frowned, "Then can you see which one it is?"
The daughter-in-law shook her head, "I didn't see it clearly, because when I got up, they had already passed by our courtyard dam, but judging from the distant flashlight, they were a man and a woman.
, the woman walked in front with a flashlight to light the way, and the man walked behind carrying firewood."
"A man and a woman?" Mrs. Zhang's brows furrowed even more.
The daughter-in-law nodded, "Well, it's a man and a woman. It should be right, because I also heard the woman's intermittent voice, but I couldn't hear what she said clearly, but it was definitely a woman's voice.
And even from a distance, the two of them are not short."
Mrs. Zhang's brows were as wrinkled as the bark of an old tree, "Then which two are the shameless ones?"
Seeing her tangled look, the daughter-in-law said, "Hey, aunt, this is not easy. Don't you know very well which family in Wan Tou recently cut down trees and which family didn't?
At that time, there was no one in the house who cut down trees, but there were half-dry cypress branches piled up in the house, wasn’t that what he did?”
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she praised, "Oh, your method is quite good."
Then the daughter-in-law said with some embarrassment, "Auntie, don't tell outsiders that I told you about this. I just told you in private. You said that person is so hateful, what's wrong with it?"
If you want to be a thief, your reputation will not be good if it spreads!"
Mrs. Zhang said, "It's not what? Okay, Auntie knows, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, are you leaving?"
"Oh, good!"
As soon as Xiang Jin came back from grazing the cows, Xiang Nan ran up to her with a smile on her face and said, "Sister, let me tell you something."
Seeing her mysterious look of trying to say something but holding back, Xiang Jin drove the cow to the cowshed and tied it up, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xiang Nan came up to her and said with excitement and gloating, "The firewood on the slope of Lao Xiang's home was also stolen. It makes people laugh to death."
Xiang Jin glanced at her sideways, "I know?" Then he turned around and went to the yard to get water to wash his hands.
Xiang Nan chased after her, "You know? How did you know?"
Xiang Jinxin said: She knew it last night, okay?
However, she did not explain it clearly to her, but said, "She cursed for so long in the morning, and her voice was so loud. I was grazing cows outside, so I naturally heard her. Why, is there anything strange?"
"Oh oh oh, no, I just think they deserve it. Who told them to be evil-minded and chop down our trees, otherwise they wouldn't have the firewood stolen? So this is called evil being punished!"
Xiang Jin asked, "What is our family's name?"
"It's called... it's called..." The little girl pointed to her head and nodded for a long time, and finally came up with a sentence that she thought was very appropriate, "We call it a disaster for the fish in the pond, innocent people suffer, eh
This is it!"
The corners of Xiang Jin's mouth raised slightly, and after washing his hands, he turned around and went back to the house, not bothering to pay attention to the little girl enjoying herself there.
However, just as they were eating breakfast, Mrs. Zhang's unpleasant curses sounded in the bay again, but this time the curses were clearly targeted, and they were named by name.
"Hu Yulan, you rotten thief and bitch, you said you and that bastard Ai Chaocong are the same thing. The things you stole actually went to my mother's head. That firewood on my mother's slope is like that.
So easy to steal? Why did you steal it back? Are you going to burn your mother's gold pit or the body of that little bastard in your family?"
"Aunt Guiping, Aunt Guiping, what are you scolding? Who stole the firewood on your slope?" Yang Shuying's angry voice followed.
"What did I scold? Of course I scolded you in a good way! You didn't steal my firewood? Then what is this, what is this?"
Everyone, come and see, come and see, the thieves in this family, the old ones steal things, the young ones steal things, the men steal things, the women steal things, none of them are good things!"
Hearing this, the corners of Xiang Jin's lips curled up, and Aunt Liao and Yang Juyun also had smiles on their faces. Xiang Nan ran off the table with the bowl in hand to go out and take a look.
Xiang Jin stopped her with a shout, "When you eat, you have to look like you are eating. If you want to eat, you should eat properly on the table. What does it look like running around with a bowl? There are no rules at all!"
"Oh," Xiang Nan was almost reaching the door with the bowl in her hands. When her sister heard what she said, she came back with her head hanging down and looking unhappy.
Then they heard Hu Yulan's voice again, "That's right, Po Guiping, please don't accuse us unfairly. We didn't steal firewood from your slope. We cut it from our own trees."
"Oh bah! I have wronged you? Which one has wronged you? You cut it from your own tree? You only cut a few branches from your own tree?
Don’t think you can just cover up the matter by plucking a few branches from your own tree? I’m telling you, there’s no way!
You are a thief and a bastard, you are a bastard of thieves. I thought you were good, but I didn’t know you were so evil-minded.
On the surface, we are usually friendly to my family, and you bring me melons and pick vegetables for me. I am still grateful to you, but how could I know that you are stealing from us secretly?
You tell me, how did our family feel sorry for you? Why did our family feel sorry for you?
You said they were picked on your own slope, but I tell you the truth, before I came to your place, I actually went to your slope to see it. The trees on your slope have not been picked at all.
Mark of!
And do you have trees as big as mine on your slopes? Do you have branches as thick and thick as mine?
Besides, how many cypress branches can be removed from the trees behind your house? And see for yourselves, how can such thick cypress branches be removed from your own trees?
Don’t lie to me about what was picked on Jinyan Mountain behind. It’s true that Jinyan Mountain is collective, but I can tell you that the trees on Jinyan Mountain are not as good as those on the slope of your house. Then
They are as thin as the legs of a corncrake, and the branches have been picked off, leaving only a few tips on the top of the tree. How can there be a figure as thick as mine?
Let's take a look again. Do you think the cypress branches they piled up inside are all half dry in the sun? Look at the cypress branches they put up outside. Are they all freshly picked?
Still a big job?
I was surprised. The trees on the slope of their home had not been pruned, and the trees behind the house had only been pruned yesterday. Where did they get these half-dry cypress branches?
The two lusts are so obvious, couldn't they be stolen from somewhere else?!
As we all know, except for our family and Yang Juyun’s family who saw trees on the slope recently, no one in the bay has sawed trees and removed cypress branches. So they didn’t steal them from my slope.