As the saying goes, the tone of a funeral is not sadness, but emptiness.
The sounds of sheng, flute, drum, cymbals, erhu and suona rang out together, the sound was loud, sad and melodious, and it moved the heart.
In this desolate place, a solemn, dignified and extremely sad atmosphere is immediately created.
Paper money was swirling and white flags were fluttering in the wind.
At this time, the professional mourning team began to move forward. The scene was huge and spectacular, instantly bringing the atmosphere to a climax.
Everyone just cried and couldn't say a word. This was the employer's request, and he said he had asked a fortune teller to tell their fortunes.
Know when to play music and when to cry, and the crying should be well-paced and rise and fall.
Even though there are only ten of us, we must cry like an army of thousands.
Master Han nodded. It was indeed he who calculated it. He observed the stars at night and felt that Lin Jing should pay for it.
Lin Jingyi hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and angrily spent three hundred taels of activity funds, just to seek peace and stability and let his father remember it.
Han Zeyu was filled with awe. You are worthy of being like this. You have gone down the path of betraying your father and there is no turning back.
The six members of the band shared a total of twelve taels of silver. They happily accepted the money and played the sad tune with all their might.
The four main members of the funeral team were given two taels of silver each.
There are also six extras, each with one or two taels.
Tiezhu was busy running around and even resisted the pressure to buy a coffin.
Han Zeyu was rarely kind-hearted and gave him ten taels of silver as a reward for his hard work.
Everyone can't help but praise the boss for being generous from the bottom of their heart.
After deducting labor and material costs, the black-hearted boss made a profit of 260 taels with tears in his eyes.
As expected, tea merchants, salt merchants, and jewelers are not as good as middlemen who make a profit from the price difference.
You can trust Xiao Han's services absolutely, they are economical, affordable and effective.
Mr. Lin in the thin coffin was filled with grief.
Smelling the fragrance of the soil, listening to the sadness of the melody, I feel heartbroken and regretful, with tears streaming down my face.
The ancestors of the Lin family are here, and these unfilial descendants really know that they are wrong.
He didn't want to die yet, he felt he could still be saved.
But he couldn't shout out, his mouth seemed to be sealed, and he could only make indistinct whimpering sounds.
His face was covered with tears and snot. Mr. Lin had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life.
He's not dead yet, why seal him in a coffin?
What are the people outside crying about? Why don't you dig up the grave and pry open the coffin lid and see!
Who is the one who wants to kill him, a man without any conscience, who wants to kill him?
Thinking of the miserable appearance of my eldest son, could it be that he is really dead?
But Lin Hao said that the female ghost who scratched him was Ye Chen, the third daughter of Deputy Captain Ye’s family.
Mr. Lin believed that he had never done anything to take advantage of others' misfortune. Although he was indeed not involved in the matter, his crime did not deserve the death penalty!
The funeral team kept their promise and finished work on time, moving very efficiently, for fear of missing the auspicious time.
Han Zeyu moved the coffin out, and Master Lin inside was still sobbing and reflecting on himself.
A tube of smoke was blown in from the ventilation hole, and soon, Master Lin fell asleep again.
He had to send the person back to the Lin Mansion quickly. It would take time to inspect the results, so he let Master Lin take some time off.
He and Lin Jing are good brothers. If Master Lin is frightened to death, he must not become the murderer of his father.
But he is truly worthy of being called Mr. Lin who is good at making trouble. The only way to describe him is "old but strong".
After a series of shocks and psychological suggestion, although she cried miserably, she never became incontinent.
The hero is getting old and the beauty is getting fat. I guess Mr. Lin must have experienced a lot of ups and downs when he was young.
But times have changed and it has become what it is today.
When Mr. Lin woke up, he found himself lying on the couch in the familiar bedroom, with familiar furnishings and familiar smells.
Mr. Lin heaved a sigh of relief with lingering fear, it turned out to be a dream.
Mr. Lin slowed down and wanted to get up, but as soon as he sat up, he found a piece of paper stuck in his lapel.
He took out the yellow paper with trembling hands, and it turned out to be a brand new piece of paper money.
Mr. Lin did the same thing as Su Wanli. He packed his luggage, went to the temple to worship, and stayed there for a few days.
Lin Hao was recuperating from his injuries, Master Lin had fled, and Mrs. Lin, who was appointed to the position in an emergency, welcomed the help sent by her father.
Everything is ready to seize power, but Mr. Lin doesn't know that his actions will directly lead to his being sidelined.
If he were given another chance to start over, he would definitely tell Lin Hao to get out and not get involved in it.
It’s a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world.
After Lin Xue was safe, he met with Han Zecang and asked him to prepare for the exam seriously and not to delay the autumn examination.
Han Zecang felt very guilty and said frankly that he would definitely not pass the autumn examination.
But the wedding date is set for next year, and he can't bring himself to let Xiaoxue wait for him for another three years.
Lin Xue was a good girl. She did not despise Han Zecang for his lack of ambition, but comforted him in a gentle voice.
Just when the two were pouring their hearts out to each other, Han Zeyu suddenly appeared and said with absolute certainty that Han Zecang would definitely be admitted in the next session.
Lin Xue was a little confused. Is this something that can be guaranteed?
Her brother is still a student, and it is unknown when he will be able to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar.
Lin Xue's requirements for Han Zecang were not high; he could take the imperial examination or do business.
Han Zecang himself had a very bad premonition.
Han Zeyu apologized because someone's premonition was about to come true.
"Ze Cang, please take some time to spend more time with your parents. After all, this opportunity is rare."
Han Zecang's eyes went dark and he thought to himself that God was going to kill him.
After the Autumn Examination, Han Zeyu will let his silly brother experience what "cramming education" is.
Han Zeyu talked to Mrs. Lin again, mainly about Han Zecang's future, and painted a rosy picture for his mother-in-law.
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