Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

The farmer's coffin had been prepared long ago and was placed in the middle of the yard early in the morning. Before daybreak, the yard of the old house was already crowded with people. Xiaolan, Zhang, Xiaoye, Liu and others had all put on mourning clothes early, placed the old man's clothes and bedding in the coffin and laid them out, and then stood beside the coffin.

After a while, Sheng Xuan, Sheng Nuo, Sheng Kai and Sheng Hao slowly walked out of the mourning hall carrying the old man's body. They walked to the side of the coffin and slowly put the old man into the coffin. Then Sheng Hong and Sheng Wen took the old man's body from Zhang and Liu, and handed it to Sheng Xuan, Sheng Nuo, Sheng Kai and Sheng Hao, and then the four sons covered the old man with the quilt together.

The white cloth that had been covering the old man's face was also removed at this time, so that his family could see him for the last time. As soon as the cloth on the old man's face was removed, everyone started crying, and it was the children and grandchildren who cried the loudest and the loudest.

Sheng Yugui and his men persuaded the children and grandchildren to leave, and then covered the old man's face with a white cloth. Then the children and grandchildren knelt in front of the old man's coffin and burst into tears.

Sheng Yugui was crying loudly, and he led people to nail the old man's coffin shut. After Xiao Lan and others cried, they kowtowed in front of the old man's coffin, and then slowly backed away. Because the time for the funeral had come.

The coffin was carried out from the old house to the Nanshan Cemetery. In order to show respect for the deceased, the coffin could not be pulled by a car and had to be carried up the mountain by manpower. According to the rules of farmers, family members could not carry the coffin, so everyone in Xiaolan's family retreated to the end.

The coffin is made of solid wood, and carrying the coffin up the mountain is a physical job. This job cannot be assigned to anyone; it has to be done voluntarily. The more people rush to carry the coffin, the more popular and respectable the host family is.

After Xiao Lan and the others left, Sheng Yugui and Sheng Jiaxing brought a few people to bring up the wooden bar that had been prepared long ago, and then a few people rushed forward to tie the wooden bar. Tying the wooden bar requires some skills, and the few people who came up were used to doing this kind of work. After the wooden bar was tied properly, Sheng Yugui glanced at the horizon. He calculated the time from here to the cemetery in his mind, because the burial depends on the time.

When Sheng Yugui felt that the time was up, he signaled to everyone that they could carry the coffin. Then a dozen young men rushed forward and took their positions. Then, under Sheng Yugui's slogan, the coffin of Grandpa Sheng was slowly lifted up.

The sound of drums and music rang out, Sheng Nuo was in the front waving the spirit flag, Sheng Hao followed behind holding a funeral basin, Sheng Yuan and Sheng Hong each threw a string of paper money into the sky, and other filial sons followed closely behind. Amid the cries and the sound of drums and music, everyone surrounded the old man's coffin and went out of the door and walked towards the cemetery in Nanshan.

Xiaolan, Xiaoye, Zhang and Liu walked together. Zhang and Liu were both crying loudly, while Xiaoye and Xiaolan were responsible for supporting them. Crying at a funeral is more of a courtesy than crying. Crying at a funeral is different from crying at ordinary times. Crying at a funeral should be rhythmic. The more rhythmic the crying is, the more people will praise it.

When the funeral procession stopped at the Sheng family cemetery, the grave of Grandpa Sheng had been dug. Sheng Yugui had hired several grave diggers yesterday to dig it. Grandpa Sheng's grave was chosen below his parents. This location was chosen by the old man before he died. This burial method is also the most common burial method among the people. This burial method implies a strong family relationship, meaning that after the son's death, he returns to the arms of his parents.

Xiao Lan and the others knelt down in front of the old man's grave, while Sheng Hong and Sheng Wen took out several stacks of paper money and burned them in front of the old man's parents, and then burned some everywhere. When the time for burial came, the old man's coffin was slowly placed in the grave site, and then the young people who came to help began to shovel soil to fill the grave. Suddenly, the grave was filled with tears again.

The grave was soon filled into a mound of earth, and various wreaths were placed in front of the grave and lit. Sheng Xuan knelt silently in front of the grave and lit stacks of paper money.

"Smash the pot, it's time to smash the pot." Someone shouted.

The funeral basin that was smashed had always been placed in front of the coffin for burning paper. Sheng Hao had brought the basin up the mountain and it had to be smashed in front of the old man's grave before the funeral was complete. Sheng Hao got the job of smashing the funeral basin thanks to Sheng Xuan. Originally, this job should have been done by Sheng Kai, but Sheng Kai had been feeling guilty these days and didn't dare to compete too much for the basin-smashing thing, and Sheng Xuan supported Sheng Hao in smashing the basin. Now it was time to smash the funeral basin, but Sheng Hao didn't stand up immediately, but looked around, as if waiting for someone to confirm again whether he would smash the funeral basin.

"Fourth brother, hurry up." Sheng Yugui saw Sheng Hao's actions from the side, shook his head secretly, but still urged him.

Under the guidance of an elder in the village, Sheng Hao lifted the funeral basin and threw it to the ground. The more broken the basin was, the better and more auspicious it would be.

When the wreaths and paper money turned to ashes, Mr. Sheng was finally laid to rest. Xiao Lan and the others then stood up and walked back one after another.

When Xiao Lan and the others returned to the old house, the table was already set with food, and many people who walked fast had already sat down. This meal was the last meal of the funeral. In general, farmers would not prepare a meal on the morning of the funeral, but would only prepare some rice and stewed cabbage. However, Sheng Xuan felt that the relatives, friends, and neighbors had made a lot of efforts in the past few days to make the funeral of Mr. Sheng so smooth. Therefore, although this table was not as sumptuous as the banquets of officials or landlords, he did not want to send everyone away with a simple pot of rice and a pot of stewed cabbage.

This morning's banquet consisted of eight large dishes, both meat and vegetables. Although the dishes were not exquisite, they were very affordable. There were many people attending the funeral today, and there were several tables in the yard. After the meal, the villagers who came to help left one after another. Because the food on the banquet was affordable and large in quantity, there were leftovers. It was a custom for farmers to take the leftovers home. Sheng Xuan originally planned to treat these guests well, so he let everyone pack their own food.