Yi Zhonghai was taking a few young men from the yard to build a funeral shed.
An eighth-level fitter can do this with ease, and a few wooden stakes can be driven in firmly.
"Give me the short one."
Yi Zhonghai stood on the stool and said something vaguely. Chen Jinnian stepped forward and picked up a prescription and handed it over.
"Master."
Chen Jingnian responded, stood aside and asked, "Do you think there is anything you need me to do?"
Yi Zhonghai took a breath, took the last nail out of his mouth, and said, "Axe, your arm is injured. Just clear the debris next to it. People are getting in the way."
"Okay, I'll gather them together and put them under the windows of each house."
Chen Jingnian put on his gloves and began to unpack the wooden stools, baskets, bricks and other debris.
"Lao Yi, Lao Yi, I want to write an elegiac couplet. Please ask Auntie to make some paste."
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, ran over from the front yard and said tentatively.
"Sure, you write it and I'll let my wife do it."
Yi Zhonghai cross-tied a No. 4 iron wire to the upper right corner of the memorial shed and tightened it with pliers.
"Okay, I'm going. I have to go to Lao Jiang's house to get this wax paper..."
Yan Bugui stumbled away, mumbling everything he could use to write the elegiac couplet, even thinking of the source of the elegiac couplet.
"The third uncle is really stingy. Is there such a thing? I just had the nerve to ask the first uncle if he would write an elegiac couplet and retouch the pen to be worth the money."
A young man from Dongkuaoyuan spat, causing others to join in attacking Yan Bugui.
"The last time we borrowed a broom from our family, when it was returned, it was a bit too small. A few days later, I saw Yan Bugui going fishing with a fishing rod made of bamboo. This Yan Laoxi
I really can’t say anything about him, he’s still a teacher.”
"It's the same at school. I heard from my second girl that a bench in the class was broken. Yan Bugui asked the students to bring nails, two for each person. There were forty or fifty people in a class. As many nails as there were, they would repair one.
Bench.”
"That's why he was evaluated for professional titles every year, but he failed every year. At such an old age, he couldn't even become a director in school. When he became the leader of the mathematics department, he felt that he was so great."
"That's right, considering his age, he has become a third uncle, but he doesn't look like an uncle at all."
After finishing speaking, a young man who was holding a stool for Yi Zhonghai looked up and saw Yi Zhonghai looking at him. He quickly explained: "Uncle Yi, I'm not talking about you. You are the real uncle in my mind."
"You can't say anything to anyone. You are not allowed to talk about others behind their backs. Live your own life well, which is better than nothing."
Yi Zhonghai jumped off the stool, clapped his hands, and asked someone to bring the white cloth over and hang it on the shed.
"Master, I'm going to get some water and dust the yard. There won't be so much dust in a while."
Chen Jingnian poured the dust from the handful into an earth basket with linen cloth at the bottom.
"Go ahead and wait until everyone is gone. Let's discuss and arrange the night watch for these days."
Yi Zhonghai picked up the pliers and removed a nail from a wooden square.
"Sir, I'm on the first day in line."
Chen Jingnian had just walked a few steps when he heard these words and stopped again. He turned around and said, "I just came here. It's not like everyone has been tired at work all day and has been busy for so long when I come back."
"That's OK. The axe is on duty tonight. Who else wants to be on duty tonight?"
Yi Zhonghai shouted twice, and three young people responded.
Chen Jingnian carried two buckets of water and sprinkled the front and back yards.
Before dark, a willow coffin containing Jia Dongxu was brought back on a cart. Jia Zhang and Banggan followed behind the cart.
When the coffin entered the courtyard, the courtyard suddenly exploded, and Mrs. Jia Zhang howled hoarsely.
After the coffin was placed in the coffin, Qin Huairu ran out of the back room with her belly bulging, covered with linen, and pear blossoms in the rain. She stumbled into the coffin, lay down on the coffin and cried loudly.
The aunt and others who followed behind could only stand aside and persuade in low voices. At this time, except for family members, others could only stand aside and watch.
Wrapped in linen and mourning, the stick man kneels in front of a clay basin, burning yellow paper.
Wait for the aunts and aunts in the yard, such as the first aunt and the second aunt, to help Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu away from the house after they have fainted from crying.
Seniors such as the first uncle and Liu Haizhong walked around the memorial shed. When they stood in front of the memorial shed, someone called Banggan to kowtow to the elders who were saluting.
The next group were He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, Liu Guangtian and Chen Jingnian, who were of the same generation as Jia Dongxu. They bowed, bowed and kowtowed.
People came one after another from the alley, making noisy noises until midnight.
After everyone dispersed, Chen Jinnian and five or six young men were sitting on stools chatting. Yi Zhonghai brought another large pot of boiling water and a lot of melon seeds.
Then, Yi Zhonghai asked He Yuyu to go to the deaf old lady's house in the back room, and asked Jia and Zhang to make a list of their old family members, and send someone to deliver the letter to Dongyingzi, Jia's hometown, tomorrow.
Regarding Jia Dongxu's funeral, everything was going on in an orderly manner under the control of the old man in the yard.
These old people have lived their whole lives in a state of displacement. They have experienced too many life, separation, and death due to wars and famines.
Chen Jingnian stayed for half the night. When it got dark, the old people in the yard got up and went to the backyard to send away all the night watchmen.
Chen Jingnian returned home, washed himself, and shaved his slow-growing beard with a lancet. In an instant, he regained his pretty face.
After making a meal, Li Xianwen waited for Li Xianwen to get up and went to the main room with cabbage soup and pastry.
"It's okay."
Li Xianwen held the bowl, glanced at Chen Jinnian, and asked worriedly.
"It's okay. When I get to class, I'll find a place to relax for a while."
Chen Jinnian deliberately speeded up his eating, as if he was hungry.
"Look now, you were right not to go to the workshop, you! You are too lazy to think."
Li Xianwen gave Chen Jingnian some pickles and watched him eat them vigorously.
After Li Xianwen finished eating, Chen Jingnian put away the dishes and locked the doors of the main room and the east wing after Li Xianwen went out.
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Steel Rolling Mill Security Office
Li Mancang walked around twice a little irritably, then turned around and said, "How are you, Nannan? You're not scared. If your aunt mentioned this last night, I would have forgotten about it. How about I pick her up and stay for a few days?"
"I've heard all about it. You were busy with Secretary Chang yesterday. I sent my daughter to my godmother last night. It's good."
Chen Jingnian looked at Li Mancang's unshaven beard, and said with a smile.
"You are still reliable. I didn't go home until midnight last night. Today I have to go to your hospital with Secretary Chang and Director Li to have a look. Hey! It would be nice for Jia Dongxu to rest more!"
Li Mancang wiped his beard stubble, thought for a moment, took out a small box from the drawer, and said, "Pour some hot water on Uncle Six, we don't have to go to many places today!"
Chen Jingnian went to collect less than half of the basin of water and poured some hot water into the basin.
Li Mancang assembled the razor in the small box, put some soap lather on his face, and started shaving with a grin on his face.
After Li Mancang finished shaving, Chen Jinnian changed the water and returned to the screening team. This chapter has been completed!