Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

In the previous life, when Chunni's old family member passed away, the body had to be kept at home for at least three days. During these three days, relatives and friends gathered together to eat and drink. Uh, gathered together to bid farewell to the old man!

However, it was only 1975, and we were still in the agricultural cooperative period, and farmers were generally not rich. When the granaries were full, people would know shame, but when everyone was hungry, there would be no such thing.

Except for the necessary people, such as the old lady in old clothes and the eight Vajra bearers who carried the coffin, all other relatives and friends, except for the uncle's family, were declined! There is no way, we can't afford it!

Of course, Chunni didn't understand all this. Fortunately, the original owner's father had an older brother named Yang Andang, who did his best to take care of the funeral of his younger brother and sister-in-law.

Chunni's uncle Yang Andang asked a respected elder in the village to look through the almanac and found that the next day was an auspicious day.

"Chun Ni, if the funeral is tomorrow, it's a bit too late to order a coffin now!"

Chunni heard from the old man that the next auspicious day would be five days later, and she really couldn't wait. She rubbed her temples, lowered her head and thought about it, and suddenly, she had an idea.

"Uncle, my parents have such a good relationship, why not just let them hide together!"

It is common for a couple to be buried together. My younger brother served his country loyally, and brought home only his ashes. And my sister-in-law also died for my younger brother... It makes sense for the couple to be buried together.

Yang Andang sighed and nodded in agreement. "It's just that this coffin..."

Generally speaking, elderly people in rural areas would buy a coffin as a precautionary measure when they get older. But Chunni's parents' death was an accident, and there was no elder in the family, so there was no coffin at home.

Chunni thought for a moment and said to the old man, "Uncle, please ask the little ancestor of the clan if you can borrow her coffin for use. I can buy this coffin or make a new one."

"Mou Ye" is a respectful title for uncles and brothers in Shizi Rock. The eldest uncle is called "Da Ye", the second uncle is called "Er Ye", and so on. If it is the grandfather's generation, it is called "Ye Ye", "Da Ye Ye", "Er Ye Ye"... and the great-grandfather is called "Zu Zu".

Yang Andang thought about it for a moment and nodded. It was not impossible to borrow the coffin.

He and Chunni went to the clan. The little ancestor was very understanding and sympathetic to the situation of Chunni and her brother, and nodded without hesitation.

The old lady with bound feet held Chunni's hand and kept comforting her: "Little Chunni, don't be sad. Your father served the country loyally, and your mother died for love. They all got what they wanted! It's not easy for a person to get what he wants in this life, and it's not easy to live for himself! Don't blame them. Don't be afraid, follow your grandfather, and the uncles and aunts in the clan, and you will always be able to survive! There is a long way to go, and everything will get better slowly!"

Chunni was very moved by the old lady's words, but the road ahead was long and arduous. Where should she go to find her way? ?

Where is her path going? Is it the small rental house of only a dozen square meters in her previous life, or her deserted hometown? Or is it the small piece of land under Lion Rock?

Chunni watched as everyone put the coffin into the pit, and the words echoed in her mind: At the end of the sky, where is the fragrant hill? It is better to collect the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic life with a handful of pure soil. It is better to be pure when you come and go than to be trapped in the mud and ditches. You are dead now and I bury you, but I don’t know when I will die. People will laugh at you for burying flowers now, but who will bury you next year?

Chunni's tears flowed uncontrollably, for the original owner and for herself.

Wait, the original owner, Chunni felt her eyes blurred by tears, how come she saw the original owner waving at her! ?

Chunni wiped her eyes vigorously. The original owner was above the coffin, waving at her.

Chunni's tears flowed even harder. Oh no, she must be mentally ill. She actually saw the original owner waving at her, no, walking towards her.

Chunni was a little panicked. She looked around and the people who came to help seemed not to notice what was happening.

Oh my, how come she is the only one who can see souls, and she can also see the original owner’s parents smiling at her.

The original owner walked up to Chunni and said with a smile: "Chunni, Xia Zhi, Dong Lin and Qiu Guo are left to you." There was a hint of pleading in her tone.

Seeing that no one around her noticed anything unusual, Chunni asked openly, "Who am I, what am I doing, and where am I going?"

The original owner burst out laughing, lovingly stroked the dry yellow hair that originally belonged to her, and said: "I don't know who you are. But I know that from now on you are Chunni, Comrade Yang Chunni!"

"how about you?"

"Me! I am also Chunni. Of course, from now on I am Chunni to both my father and mother."

The original owner saw Chunni's expression was a little strange, and said with a smile: "Don't feel guilty for occupying someone else's nest. I was going to die anyway. It has nothing to do with you. It has been decided in the Book of Life and Death. As for why you exist, I don't know."

Chunni felt like she had heard something out of the ordinary. She was surprised and asked hurriedly, "How did you know that?"

The original owner said as a matter of course: "Of course I heard it from the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon after I died! Besides, my father sacrificed his life for the country and was a great benefactor. He can take my mother and I to heaven to live a good life, and our family of three will never be separated."

A happy smile appeared on the original owner's face, full of satisfaction.

Chunni pointed at the original owner's parents and asked, "Why don't they come over?"

The original owner looked back and said, "They are different from me. Where their bodies are, their souls must be there. I won't say more. The auspicious time has come. I want to go back and reunite with my parents and go to heaven together. Please take good care of my brothers and sisters."

The original owner ran towards his parents, and the three of them reunited.

The original owner's father leaned close to her ear and said something, causing the original owner to nod repeatedly.

Before the last pry of soil was used to cover the coffin, Chunni seemed to hear the original owner shouting: "Chunni, my father left you a gift, I hope you like it." Then he said goodbye loudly: "Goodbye, Chunni."

Chunni's lips moved, "Goodbye, Chunni!"

When the thick dust covered the smiling faces of the three people, Chunni's tears fell.

She cried out in her heart, Come back! Come back! Chickens don’t lay eggs and birds don’t shit here. I can’t support Xiazhi, Donglin and Qiuguo by myself.

Woo woo woo woo, I just bought a new house and just renovated it.

Wuuuu, I'm still a child, and I want to be both a father and a mother.

I want to eat hot pot, barbecue, pork trotters...

Wuuuuuu....will I ever be able to go back?

"I believe you can!"

“But I don’t trust myself.”