Go home for the funeral this time. When the old man left at the age of 90, it was a funeral. The biggest feeling is that compared with Guang 'an, our Hongya is not a custom! ! Especially when they were buried, I shared a few things I had never seen before:

1, a corner of our clothes was cut, saying that it was going to be burned to the old people who had left, so that the people below could see the prosperity of their children and grandchildren.

2. When the old man is buried, everyone should pick a lot of Vitex negundo and put cypress branches on his head, indicating that there are 10,000 gold bars.

After the old man is buried, relatives should wear filial piety cloth on their heads. It is said that the longer they wait, the more stupid it becomes ...), and the clothes will be turned out and put on backwards, indicating "turning over" ... and then stupid. ...

As a daughter-in-law, I should stand as high as possible, which seems to show that I don't know my position and fortune. Anyway, keep telling me to stand tall, I look stupid … I stand low, but I'm still stupid …

5, to "offer meals", relatives line up at home, kneel down, grab meals across each other, breathe, and put them in two small bowls ... Later, it seems that rice will be covered with red cloth and tied into a gourd-shaped gift ... More rice will be separated and everyone will grab it. I don't know what that means. My mother-in-law gave it to us and took it back to Chengdu to do it several times ... anyway, it was on the spot.

6. All the offerings were robbed ... My son and I were forced to eat the meat provided in the morning, and I didn't forget to bring a lot of rice cakes, oranges and pears ... so I could bring them back for Kaka to eat ... saying that all the offerings were the best, and they were robbed ... I looked confused. ...

7. After the old man is buried, filming is not allowed. Half of them have not exploded yet. The father-in-law's child's heart has been ignited and chased by his mother-in-law.

8. The elders in our hometown are basically buried together by husband and wife. Brother Lan's grandparents are actually two independent tombs, which are 100 meters apart. Strangely, it is inconvenient for old people to chat (I don't know what taboos are just joking, anyway, I try to say as little as possible in my hometown of Lange, and there are too many rules, for fear of "not being sensible" offending people).

It was a funeral anyway, and I didn't hear anyone cry. I'm not afraid or sad. Yesterday, I was invited to a banquet in the countryside, all of which were big meat. Today, it is impolite to bury and take pictures. I have observed folk etiquette for a day, and I have also increased my knowledge ... I hope the old man will rest in peace and wish the descendants of the Blue Family health and safety! !