Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

"It's okay with you guys. Now the weather is warm and the land has been cleared, so it's easy to dig a cemetery." Zhang Shanfeng said.

"Well, the people who are going to attack the cemetery have been arranged. We estimate that we can finish it in the morning." Sheng Xuan nodded and said. He knew that Zhang Shanfeng said this to remind him.

In the evening, a meal was prepared in the kitchen and everyone ate. Lights were lit inside and outside the old house. No one would come to mourn at night, but the filial sons needed to stay vigil in front of the coffin all night and cry for a while after a period of time.

"I'll talk to my old brother for a while," Zhang Shanfeng said to Zhang and others, "You guys should take a rest," and then Zhang Shanfeng really went to the mourning hall, and sat in front of the coffin, talking incessantly, as if Grandpa Sheng was still alive.

In ancient times, when an old man passed away, filial sons would stand guard in front of the coffin. If there were three or two good friends, they would go over to chat with them. This would become a good story. Zhang Shanfeng stayed by the coffin of Mr. Sheng until midnight, and then the kitchen prepared a meal for the night. Although there were far fewer people at night than during the day, there were still seven or eight tables.

The feast at night was not as fancy as that during the day, but it was rich enough. There was also boiling hot dumpling soup. After a bowl of it, everyone felt warm immediately.

haodai Xu sat with Cui on the kang, while Sheng Xuan sat with Zhang Shanfeng at a table. Sheng Xuan drank a few cups of wine with Zhang Shanfeng. Zhang Qingfeng was also at this table. He didn't need to keep vigil for Grandpa Sheng, but he was worried about Zhang Shanfeng, so he stayed. After supper, Sheng Xuan refused to let Zhang Shanfeng keep vigil. "You are too kind to my father. You have been keeping vigil for half the night. Besides, you are old, you should go back and rest. I will ask someone to send you back. You should have a good rest and come back tomorrow." Then Sheng Xuan asked Zhang Qingfeng to help him walk out with Zhang Shanfeng.

"Well, I can't compete with you young people, I'll go back and take a rest." Zhang Shanfeng said. "But, I can just find a place here to take a nap." Zhang Shanfeng said.

Although Sheng Xuan's home is close to the old house and the conditions are better than here, there are people coming and going in the old house. Zhang Shanfeng is afraid that he can't rest well here. Zhang Shanfeng's request is not because he is hypocritical, but because he wants to stay in the old house and be closer to the spirit of Grandpa Sheng. The older generation is more lively, more particular and more traditional, and he doesn't want to abandon these old rituals.

Sheng Xuan persuaded Zhang Shanfeng for a long time, and seeing that he insisted, he just followed his wishes. Fortunately, the west wing was very well tidied, and there were no old relatives in the Sheng family who needed to stay overnight, so he arranged for Zhang Shanfeng and Zhang Fengnian to stay there.

Zhang Shanfeng went to rest, but Sheng Xuan's children and grandchildren could not rest. Sheng Xuan returned to the coffin and saw that the three incense sticks in front of Grandpa Sheng's coffin were almost burned out, so he quickly replaced them with three more and picked up the wick of the eternal lamp in front of the coffin to make it brighter.

No one came to worship at night, and although the filial sons all stayed in front of the coffin, they did not need to kneel for long. Sheng Nuo, Sheng Kai, Sheng Hao, Sheng Hong and Xiao Wen were all sitting in the room, which was brightly lit. On the kang, Grandpa Sheng's bedding was still spread out as usual, while Xu sat on the edge of the kang, leaning her body, and talking to Cui with her head down.

Cui refused to leave the room, but after nightfall, she said she was afraid. Even with her sons and grandsons, she still didn't feel safe. Lanhua had originally said she would come to accompany Cui, but before she came, Sheng Yugui had already notified Xu, so now Xu was the one accompanying Cui.

At this time, no one in the room spoke, as if they had infinite worries. The room was quiet, so the sudden snoring sounded particularly clear and harsh. The eyes of everyone in the room followed the snoring and fell on Cui. At this time, Cui was sitting cross-legged with her head down, obviously asleep.

"Xiaohong's wife, let your grandma lie down and have a rest. The old lady must not have gotten enough rest these two days." Sheng Xuan said.

Xu then woke Cui up, and while spreading the quilt, she said, "Grandma, lie down and have a rest."

Cui glanced at her children and grandchildren lying on the ground and said, "It's the middle of the night, no one should cry. Why are you crying? There's nothing to cry about." Then, with the support of Xu, Cui lay down with her clothes on. After a while, Cui began to snore softly.

Sheng Yugui, as the receptionist, had not left. At this time, he walked into the mourning hall and saw Cui sleeping. He whispered, "The old lady can eat and sleep well. She has the appearance of a long life."

Sheng Xuan hurriedly stood up and asked Sheng Yugui to go home and rest early. "We have been busy all day. There is nothing to do now. We can just stay here. You can go back and rest. We still need you tomorrow."

Sheng Yugui's purpose of coming here was actually to advise everyone that there should always be someone in front of the coffin, and to let anyone who felt sleepy take a rest, and to advise them not to stay there all the time, or else people would not be able to bear it. What Sheng Yugui said was human nature, and even if a true filial son was so sleepless and guarding the mourning hall, no one would be able to bear it.

Sheng Xuan then sent a waiter to take Sheng Yuguai home to rest, and then Sheng Xuan also sent Xiaowen home to rest. He stayed in front of the mourning hall until late at night, and only went to the side room to rest when he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Sheng Xuan left. Sheng Nuo and Sheng Kai looked at each other. Just now, Sheng Xuan suggested taking turns to rest. They all agreed, but no one was willing to rest. Now Sheng Xuan went to rest... "I'll take a rest first and take your shift later." After Sheng Kai said that, he lay down on the kang.

The next day, just as Xiao Lan expected, in addition to the villagers who had contact with the old house, more people heard the news and came to pay their respects. Most of them were people who had contact with the old house. In the evening, the Shen family and several official families in the city also sent people to pay their respects and presented funeral rites.

The third day was the day of Grandpa Sheng's funeral. In this era, especially in Liaodong Prefecture, funerals were generally simple. People without any official titles were usually buried after three days of mourning, especially farmers.