C19 A Lock of Hair

019 A lock of hair

The tomb was chosen long ago, and when the spirit was activated, the thirty-six of them carried the coffin back to the tomb. From the entrance of the house that was sealed, Wu Jun, the eldest son, began to kowtow.

Wu Youjiu snickered. This time, he really kowtowed, kowtowing right from the door to the cemetery.

There were a lot of mourners, in front were the religious people, followed by the filial children and grandchildren, then the coffins, and behind the coffins the people from Wu Family.

When they arrived at the cemetery, Wu Youwei nearly burst into laughter. The hole dug in the cemetery was almost the size of a small house!

After the fire had been used, he took advantage of the heat and set it up again. According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, the grade of the Old Master Wu was not yet as high as a mausoleum, only slightly larger, slightly higher.

As the coffin was being buried, there were also some funeral objects that had long been stored within the coffin. The coffin was extremely large.

When the soil was filled, perhaps the last trace of emotion left by the original owner had also evaporated. Wu Youjiu cried sorrowfully for the first time.

Compared to his snot and tears flying everywhere and him wishing for nothing more than to follow along, Wu Jun and Old Madam Wu were completely different. At the very least, he did not look as sad as Wu Yong.

He thought that if he did not die, the original owner would not die.

But he took over the body of the original owner. Wu Youcai took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and cut off a lock of his hair. He placed it on the coffin and cried, "Father, your son can't go with you.

The Old Madam Wu secretly hated Wu Youwei for causing trouble. With such a comparison, Wu Jun, the eldest son, was nothing much, so he could only use the Howling Cry, a sharp cry!

"Old master!" Old Madam Wu cried in pain, her voice was really sad this time.

In the end, she was someone who had lived her whole life. She would feel sad if she suddenly disappeared. This kind of sadness was just right for this moment.

Wu Youcai also cried, but he still maintained his sorrowful look. He was always the same, and there was no need to play any part in order to let others know how sad he was.

Especially the actions just now, which completely suppressed the performance of the eldest son, Wu Jun.

The grief on Wu Jun's face had almost died down!

But it was filial duty for the first one to hitch his hair in, while it was foolish for the second one to hitch his hair in!

Therefore, he could not be like Wu Yong, showing his filial piety.

After the burial, a new grave was erected. These people quickly erected the tombstone, and then they began to burn paper and cry.

He only brought his men to lunch after he was done.

Lunch was a tofu feast.

Stewed tofu, onion mixed tofu, cabbage stewed tofu, stir-fried dry tofu.

Stir in the bamboo, the bean curd, the tofu bubble, and the stewed tofu in the snow.

Add a seaweed bean curd soup.

This was a rare smell of the sea in ancient times.

Nine dishes, nine people per table, and he was still eating steamed buns with white flour.

Reaching this point, the whole funeral was just ending. They had lunch together, and in the afternoon, the guests had already left. But Liu Daxia and the others did not leave, they stayed behind to accompany Wu Youwei.

This caused Old Madam Wu, who wanted to immediately take care of Wu Youwei, to feel a stifled feeling in her chest, and she endured it.

Ever since Wu Yong had appeared, in the span of two to three days, their reputation had probably changed. She could not bear to take this lying down anymore, and would affect his son's and grandson's future.

Although his son said that the hereditary position would not change, it was very different whether the hereditary position was one of actual power or of false office.

If a bad reputation, who will appoint a powerful official to a bad reputation?

Wu Youwei valued this point, which was why he held them in high regard. This was a time of filial piety, when no one had the face to cause any trouble!

He could be indifferent to it. His vision and knowledge of the future naturally made him worry-free; however, his Wu Family was different.

He was a stone, and the other was an egg, worth more than a stone.

On the way back, he finally stopped crying. However, he still didn't feel anything from the food. There was no helping it, since the ancient times were very strict with filial piety. It was easy to eat whatever you wanted.