C18 Prepare for Burial
018 Prepared for burial
That evening, Wu Youwei had dinner with four of his classmates. Looking at the dishes on the table, he said apologetically, "I guess I'll have to make everyone suffer a little too much."
"It's the same no matter what." The other party was conducting a funeral, and since it was winter, they could only eat radish, cabbage, tofu, and pickled vegetables.
"Eat, eat. After eating, I still have to go burn paper." Liu Daxia and the others did not mind, but they had let their servants secretly earn some egg soup to nourish Wu You's body.
Wu Youwei looked at the three boiled eggs and a bowl of egg soup in front of him. He could only want to scratch his head.
So many eggs!
They didn't know how they got their hands on it in the winter. Eggs were rare in the winter and the price was also higher.
After dinner, Wu Youcai continued to go to the mourning hall, but there was no need for him to guard the spirit tonight, because they had already arrived at the ancestral residence. There were tombs at the ancestral residence, and people with good reputations and good relations with Wu Family had all come.
The night watcher was Wu Jun's eldest son, Wu Ying.
It was just that Wu Jun's eldest son had never been well since he was born. He had been sick in two days and sick in three days.
From this comparison, it could be seen that the one who was on guard tonight was his own flesh and blood eldest grandson.
Wu Youwei went back to his room to sleep.
He really wanted to go back to his room and rest.
Little White did not come with him. He had Little White look at his courtyard, leaving behind two adult servants, one brought by Liu Daxia and the other brought by Liu Jian.
They were all powerful people who helped him out in order to prevent others from thinking that he was young and that they were bullying him.
At night, Wu Yong was the only person in the room.
The others had all fallen asleep, so he sneakily entered the space and took a sip of the spiritual spring water. He drank it as medicine, because his body was already exhausted to a certain extent due to the Imperial examinations, falling into the water, and crying.
In addition, he hadn't taken any medicine, so it would be strange if his body could still hold on!
He was now drinking some Spirit Spring Water to replenish his energy. At the very least, he couldn't let his hard-earned life be lost again.
After drinking the water, his body no longer discharged any dirt. When he just drank it, the stains on his body were like black mud.
He didn't know if this thing would only work on him, or it would work on everyone.
There was no one to experiment with now, so he had to give it a try when he had the chance.
Right now, the only thing he could believe was that the child was too small. That child was too stubborn, and once he recognized his master, he would not change his master no matter what anyone said.
Moreover, that child looked like a junior high student, so he was reluctant to give him a hard time.
Alas, how could he not have been reborn in the ancient times?
Even in the seventies and eighties?
With his knowledge, he could lead in anything!
At that time, Ma, Pan, or whatever, would be a waste of time.
Wu Youwei fell asleep as he was thinking about all those messy thoughts.
He felt as if he had slept for a short while before he was woken up by someone. It was a butler's nephew wearing a white cloth wrapped around his waist who came to wake him up for breakfast.
Breakfast was actually only those things. The porridge was warm, not warm nor hot. If it wasn't for his understanding, the congee that he should be eating right now would be cold porridge.
This showed how much he missed his father, and how he didn't even know what he was eating.
In fact, in Wu Youwei's opinion, true sorrow and false sadness were not manifested in food, actions, but from the bottom of his heart.
However, it had to be said that the ancient funerals were filled with sorrow for the dead to the greatest extent.
After eating breakfast, they gathered at the mourning hall. This time, they were going to be buried. Since it was winter and the spirit had been dormant at home for more than ten days, it was enough.
Before they had arrived, they had already dug the grave. Although it was frozen soil, it was not too cold. In addition, they had burned it for two days to thaw the soil. Only then did they dig the grave.
The monks and Taoists that had been invited were all busy with their own matters.
Wu Youwei was immediately enlivened when he saw so many religious people in the early morning.