"No, if you get bored living in the county town, you can ask someone to pass on a message and I'll send a car to pick you up. If you get bored living in the village, you can come over anytime and I'll send someone to take you there. And with my sister-in-law and Ruxin at home, how can I get bored?"
"Third brother, you are right. If stepmother wants to stay with me for a while, I welcome you anytime."
Well, the eldest son is indeed filial, and Mrs. Sun is satisfied.
"No need to come at any time. I'll go with you after you leave. Old Master and Old Third, you have to take care of my house when I'm not around!"
"Mom, don't worry, we will definitely take it seriously."
Zhao Dawen's family felt as if they were struck by lightning. The fate had actually been decided. After the new year, a new ancestor would enter the family, and he would be a troublemaker at that.
Wang glared at Zhao Dawen fiercely and told him not to talk too much. Now was the time and she would not be done with him after the New Year's Eve celebration, so his mother could forget about her serving him.
Zhao Dayong vented his anger, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them slowly and leisurely. Zhao Xiaoyu also felt it was great. He didn't want to annoy others before, but now he has fallen. His uncle only remembers the food and not the beating.
Mrs. Sun was also happy. She didn't want to serve her mother-in-law in the first place. Her father-in-law had disappointed her so much. She didn't have any expectations of Mrs. Sun. Her mother-in-law only had eyes for her eldest brother, and her things would belong to her eldest brother in the future.
Don't expect or hope.
Now she has to go to her eldest brother's house, and she can't ask for anything else.
Zhao Dayong just watched them arguing quietly. It felt good to be a standout observer, but he also became more alert. He and his family were now giving their hearts and souls to them. Would they become as heartless as his eldest brother in the future?
It seems that he needs to talk to his wife and decide that no matter what, he cannot spend all the money and must save some for his old age.
Three people were able to fight like that just for his education. And when he was adopted, if one day he was lying unable to move, who would take care of him? Would they also make a big fuss?
The eldest and the younger brother are obviously selfish, especially the eldest, who is particularly hopeless. The only one who might be filial to them is the third child.
The third child likes to play, but he is not a bad person. Also, the third child is not that greedy. It was he who gave him the opportunity to go to school, not what he wanted.
Zhao Dawen felt the murderous gaze of his wife and lowered his head silently without saying a word. There was still so much time, he could slowly persuade his mother that as long as the person had not passed away, there was still hope.
Zhao Ruxin looked completely different. Her grandmother slept with her every day in the old house, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had taken a bath. She smelled like an old person, and she was not used to the clean life in the Qian's house.
She wanted to endure it for a while, and her mother also advised her to endure it, because their family took the old man's money. As a result, grandma said she was going to live in the county town. If she didn't dare to sleep, wouldn't she have to sleep with her all night long?
How could she, a pretty young woman, sleep with a droopy old woman every day?
She was very restless when she slept, rubbing against her desperately, and occasionally hugging her arms and refusing to let go.
Zhao Ruxin was angry. What I do is really unreliable. He is the only one who talks too much while I sit and watch the New Year.
In the second half, everyone was tired. One or two of them dozed off while sitting. The chairs without backs were uncomfortable to sit on. Sanzhu fell down twice while sleeping. Old Sun refused to let anyone go back, saying that they had to finish the guarding so that the old man could see their sincerity. It was ridiculous.
Zhao Dashu's family was relatively comfortable. Lihua slept in her mother's arms, and they leaned on chairs. One of them put a cloak on himself and took a nap with his feet on a low stool.
People around me are envious and jealous.
Old Mrs. Sun received the same treatment. She covered herself with a quilt and half-reclining to rest. When she fell asleep, she was still thinking that she would stay up like this the next day. The whole family was having a really lively time.
The third day of the Chinese New Year is the seventh day after my grandfather’s death. Tonight is the day when several families gather together, including relatives and clansmen.
White lanterns are hung at the door of the house, and everyone goes up the mountain together to worship and burn paper money.
This time the eldest brother and the second brother learned their lesson and advocated keeping it simple and following the custom. The offerings to Old Man Zhao were very rich, with chicken, duck, fish and meat, as well as a large pork elbow. The staple food was white flour buns, accompanied by a pot of wine.
But the way up the mountain was not very smooth. It hadn't snowed recently, and the ground on the mountain road they walked on last time was very slippery due to the freezing weather. Everyone learned their lesson this time, and followed Zhao Dashu's family to take a detour, walk up the mountain on the snow, and then walk down the mountain on the snow. A few more steps would at least keep people safe and prevent them from falling.
Zhao Ruxin felt the most tired when climbing the mountain. The doctor said that she had been kneeling for too long and too much, so she needed to rest for a while and move less.
Before she could recover, she had to go up and down the mountain again today. All the way, she was dragged up by Wang. When they reached the grave, Wang's underwear was soaked with sweat. Later, she had to pull her daughter down the mountain with her son. If she pulled alone, she might fall down.
Moreover, after today, Ruxin can rest for seven days. The injury on her leg will be almost healed in seven days.
"Mom, do I have to kneel at night?" Zhao Ruxin had a psychological trauma about kneeling. Old Madam Qian was such a cruel person. Because of her, everyone's knees were in a mess.
"No, I just can't sleep at night. They say that people who die on the seventh day will come back to see the family members they care about most."
A chill ran up from the soles of her feet, and Zhao Ruxin unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.
Could she tell her mother that she dreamed of him on the seventh night after Mr. Qian's death? He looked at her with a smile on his face, and then asked her, "Ruxin, do you want to come down and accompany me? I'm very bored down there." She shook her head and refused. The old man's smile disappeared, and he stared at her fiercely with a ferocious face, asking her why she didn't want to go down and accompany him, when he doted on her so much!
After the seventh day, she also dreamed of the old man twice, but his face was a little blurry, and he kept shouting, "Come and keep me company, come and keep me company!"
"mother!"
"Don't be afraid, your grandfather will only bless us."
There were people all around, and now was not the time to talk. She planned to talk after she got home. She felt like she was touched by something unclean, so she wanted to ask for some amulets to wear on her body to ward off evil spirits.
After they came down the mountain, the relatives and clansmen went home, and there was nothing else for them to do. The only thing left was to light the ever-burning lamp, which was the responsibility of the children and daughters-in-law.
Zhao Maihua and Ma Dacai argued all the way. One wanted to go home immediately, while the other held him back and refused to let him go. He had to stay with his father all night on the seventh day of his death...
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