This table includes the guardian Lian family members, as well as close relatives such as Zhang Qingshan and Shang Huaide. The others are some villagers who helped guardian. The drum music stopped at this time, and several people also sat on the table.

The mats for midnight snacks are not as varied as during the day, but they are rich enough, especially the hot sauerkraut soup. The stomach makes everyone warm up.

Jiang accompanied Zhou to sit on the kang for a table. Lian Shouxin and Zhang Qingshan sat on the table. There was a pot of wine on the table. Lian Shouxin drank a few cups with Zhang Qingshan, and Shang Huaide was accompanying him. Zhang Qingnian also sat on the table. He didn't need to keep a guard for Mr. Lian here, but because he was worried about Zhang Qingshan, he stayed there.

After having the midnight snack, even Shouxin said that he would not let Zhang Qingshan stay in front of the spirit anymore.

"...You always deserve my father. It's midnight. You are still old and you have to go and take a break. There is a car outside, so I'll ask you to take you back to my side, take a break, and come here tomorrow." Lian Shouxin asked Zhang Qingnian and him to help Zhang Qingshan out.

"Okay, I can't compare with you young people. I'll take a break now. I don't have to worry about going back to the other side. I'll just find a place for a while." Zhang Qingshan said.

When he went back to Lian Shouxin, the conditions were of course better and quieter. But here, people were coming and going, they were afraid that they would not have a good rest. Zhang Qingshan asked this not because he said he didn't want to bother Lian Shouxin, but because he wanted to stay in the old house and be closer to Mr. Lian's spirit.

People who have been older than themselves pay more attention to old traditions and etiquette.

Lian Shouxin persuaded him for a long time, and saw that Zhang Qingshan was really persisting, he had to follow his wishes. Fortunately, the west wing was well cleaned up, and there were no distant relatives in the family to stay, so he arranged Zhang Qingshan and Zhang Qingnian in.

Zhang Qingshan went to rest. Then Shang Huaide and several other elderly people left. Others could go and take a break, but even Shuxin waited for a few children and grandchildren could not rest.

Lian Shouxin returned to the Shangfang Mourning Hall. Seeing that the three incense in front of the old man Lian was almost burning, he quickly changed into three more and picked up the wick of the eternal light in front of the spirit to make the light brighter.

No one came to worship at night. Although the filial sons were guarding the spirit, they did not need to kneel for a long time. Lian Shouren, Shouyi, Shouli, Jizu, Erlang, Wulang, and Liulang were all sitting in the house. Xiaoqi was young and was sent by Zhang after night.

The house was brightly lit, and on the kang, even the old man's bed roll was placed on the kang as before. Zhou sat next to him, while Jiang sat slanted on the edge of the kang, hanging his head with Zhou.

Zhou said that she refused to leave the house, but at night, she said she was afraid. Even if her sons and grandsons were there, she seemed to not give her a sense of security. However, the big Zhou family and the little Zhou family were not good enough to stay in the mourning hall. Now both of them were going home to rest. Even Lan'er was going to accompany Zhou family. However, before she could come from the west room, Wu Jiaxing had already informed Jiang family, so Jiang family came to accompany Zhou family.

People in the room don’t speak. They seem to have infinite thoughts.

The room was quiet, so the sudden snoring sound seemed particularly clear and harsh. The eyes of the people in the room fell on Zhou's body along with the snoring sound.

Zhou sat cross-legged, with his head hanging down. It turned out that he was asleep.

"Jizu's wife, let your breasts lie down and rest." Lian Shouxin said, "The old lady must have not had a good rest these days."

"Mi, lie down and rest." Jiang woke up Zhou, put on the bedding and brought the pillow.

Zhou glanced at the faces of his children and grandchildren, "It's midnight, don't cry anymore. What's the cry? There's nothing to cry." After that, Zhou was helped by Jiang and lay down. After a while, he started to snore again.

"The old lady has a good sleep, which is a long-lived person." Wu Yuchang, as a guest, never left. At this time, he walked into the mourning hall and saw that Zhou had fallen asleep, he said in a low voice.

Lian Shouxin hurriedly got up and asked Wu Yuchang to go home early to rest.

"We've been busy with this day, and it's nothing to do now. Just stay here. You go and take a break, and you have to rely on you tomorrow."

"It's enough that there are always people in front of the spirit. Whoever is sleepy will go and take a break." Wu Yuchang came over, but advised Lian Shuxin and they didn't have to keep guarding and took a break even while taking advantage of the time.

This is human nature. If filial sons really need to stay awake, no one can bear it.

Lian Shouxin sent a clerk to send Wu Yuchang to rest. After a while, Wu Jiaxing came over again and called Wulang away. At the same time, even Shouxin sent Liulang to rest. He himself stayed until the second half of the night and couldn't hold on anymore, so he went to the west wing.

Seeing that Lian Shouxin had left, Lian Shouyi glanced at Lian Shouren. They just asked for a shift, but no one was willing to rest. Now Lian Shouxin is resting...

"I'll take a break for a while and I'll take your class later." After Lian Shouyi said that, he went to the kang to lie down.

"Uncle, brother, you all take a break, I'll guard it." Erlang said.

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The day after the old man Lian stopped his spirits, indeed, in addition to the villagers who had contact with the old house, more people heard the news and came to worship. Most of them were families who had contact with Lian Shouxin. In the evening, several officials from the Shen family and the city also sent people to worship and presented the funeral ceremony.

The third day is the day when the old man Lian is in his funeral.

In this era, especially in Liaodong Prefecture, funerals are generally simple. People who have no reputation are generally buried after three days of spiritual life, and this is even more so for the farmers.

Mr. Lian'er's coffin was prepared long ago, and it was placed in the yard early in the morning. Before dawn, the inside and outside of the old house were already crowded with people. Lian Man'er, Zhang, Lian Ye'er, Zhao and others had already dressed up Xiao, laying Mr. Lian'er's mattress in the coffin, and then stood in front of the coffin.

In a while, Lian Shouxin, Lian Shouren, Lian Shouyi and other children and grandchildren slowly walked out of the mourning hall with Mr. Lian's body.

When they arrived next to the coffin, several people worked together to gently put the body of Mr. Lian into the coffin. Then, Wulang and Erlang took the quilt wrapped by Mr. Lian from Zhang and Zhao, and handed it over to Lian Shouxin and Lian Shouren, Lian Shouren, Lian Shouyi, Lian Shouli and Lian Shouxin together covered the quilt on Mr. Lian.

Even the cloth that had been covering the old man's face was removed at this time, so that his relatives could look at the old man for the last time.

Even when the cloth on the old man's face was removed, everyone started to cry, especially the loudest cry of several children and grandchildren.

Wu Yuchang brought people to persuade the children and grandchildren to leave, and then covered the face of Mr. Lian with cloth. The children and grandchildren knelt down in front of Mr. Lian's coffin and burst into tears.

As he cried, Wu Yuchang and his men covered the coffin board, and then someone nailed the coffin cover with long nails.

After Lian Man'er and others cried, they kowtowed in front of Mr. Lian's coffin, and then slowly retreated. The time for the funeral was here.

Because I carried it out from here and buried it directly into the cemetery of Nanshan, the coffin cannot be pulled by a car, and people must be carried up the mountain. The village households have agreed that their families cannot carry the coffin, so even the men of Man'er's family retreated to the back.

The big one is a solid wood coffin, and carrying the coffin up the mountain is a physical job. This work cannot be assigned to someone, and people are required to voluntarily come forward. The more people rush to carry the coffin, the better the popularity of the master's family, and the more decent the master's family will be. Therefore, there is the saying that curses people, which means that no one will carry it when they die.

Lian Man'er and others retreated from the coffin. Wu Yuchang, Wu Yugui, and Wu Jiaxing took people to bring up the wooden bars and shoulder poles that had been prepared long ago. Then several people rushed forward and tied the wooden bars and shoulder poles. This task requires some skills. The few people who came up were used to doing it and were sure.

After the wooden bar and shoulder pole were tied up, Wu Yuchang looked at the horizon. The burial was about time. There was still a long way from here to the cemetery, so Wu Yuchang had to estimate the time and determine the time to lift the spirit.

When Wu Yuchang raised his hand and signaled that he could lift his spirit, more than a dozen young people rushed forward and stood in place. Then, under Wu Yuchang's horn, the old man's coffin was slowly lifted up.

The drum music followed, Lian Shouren was shaping a spirit banner at the front, Lian Shouli followed behind with a mourning basin. Xiaoqi and Liulang each took a string of paper money and threw it away. The filial sons followed closely behind, and more than twenty young people were holding wreaths, donkeys, shepherd boys and other papers. Amid the crying and drum music, they surrounded Mr. Lian's coffin and went out to the cemetery of Nanshan.

Lian Man'er, Lian Ye'er, Zhang, and Zhao walked together. Zhang and Zhao both covered their faces and cried, while Lian Ye'er and Lian Man'er were holding two people beside them.

The crying at the funeral is more of a kind of etiquette than a sorrow. Therefore, the crying at the funeral is different from the usual cry of ordinary people. The crying at the funeral is ups and downs. The more the crying is ups and downs, the more praise it is given.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Lian Man'er held Zhang and whispered to Lian Ye'er next to her while tightening her steps to avoid falling behind.

"That's right, I'll go faster and faster when I go out." Even Ye'er stepped tightly and replied.

"This is not fast, I'm afraid I'll have to run there later." Wu Wang said.

"Is it time?" Lian Ye'er asked.

"It's time to go,... the coffin is getting heavier and heavier, and it's impossible not to run." Wu Wang said in a low voice.

Why did the coffin get heavier? Lian Man'er's heart trembled. When he looked at the lowering voice of Wang Wu, his mysterious appearance, he immediately felt that the ghosts around him became irritated.

"What, why is it so scary!" Lian Ye'er hugged Zhao's arm tightly and said.

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It's the end of the month, I've collected pink tickets for children's shoes to support them. If I can reach the tenth place, there will be two updates tomorrow o(n_n)o
Chapter completed!