The Right Way to Open a Perfect Life

"Well, what can I say?"

"The white paper bundles on the chair represent the soul of the second master, so if you treat these paper bundles as alive, you can easily understand what is going on when you see him off."

Shen Yan looked at the lifelike paper people, paper horses, paper carts and so on, and thought to himself that if they really became alive, then it would be a proper supernatural scene.

In fact, he is not ignorant of these folk funerals. He still has the identity of a ghost writer, but his previous understanding is not as detailed as it is now, and most of it is based on self-imagination.

When the team came to the river, the people carrying the paper bundles stepped forward and burned all the paper bundles together, while the others all knelt down. The three daughters of the second master's family were talking and laughing on the way here, but this After a while, there was a heart-piercing loud pain.

I don't know if I really feel something in my heart, or if this link must be like this.

Shen Yan has never even met the second master, so naturally he doesn't have any feelings. In fact, Zhao Liying is almost the same, but she often went to the second master's house to play when she was a child. After school, she basically seldom went there. The time and the number of times to go back to my hometown are limited, and naturally I haven't seen him for many years.

So in the final analysis, most of her impressions of the second master were still in her childhood. Although she was a little sad at this time, it was not enough to cry.

Of course, as an actress, she could act that sad look, but that seemed even more disrespectful to the second master.

Chapter 797 I'm too lazy to tell you (seeking a monthly ticket)

After sending them off, Shen Yan and Zhao Liying followed the team back to Second Master's house and stayed for a while, then went home with Zhao Ma and Xiao Ling.

On the way home, Mother Zhao kept persuading Shen Yan and Zhao Liying not to go to the cemetery tomorrow.

The custom here is that funerals are held in the early morning, and you have to leave at four o'clock in the morning.

Not to mention the need to get up early, and the weather was still cold at that point.

Zhao's mother has always been very realistic. After all, Zhao Erye is just a relative, and her daughter and son-in-law are her own children. She knows which is more important and which is more important.

"I've already sent them off, and there's still time for the funeral. Four o'clock is not too early. When we were filming, we woke up at two or three o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Liying felt that there should be a beginning and an end, and she walked 99 steps, which is not bad. The main reason is that she knows that her husband always wakes up early, and she also brought thick clothes, so she can't freeze.

"The question is what can you two do when you go, and what else can you do to help people lift weights."

Lifting the weight means helping to carry the coffin. This work is done by the young and strong in the village, and it doesn’t cost money. Basically, the villagers all volunteer to help. Of course, when someone has something to do, they must send someone to help , which is a convention.

Most people can’t do heavy lifting. The coffins in the north are all made of solid wood. A coffin plus the corpse inside weighs about half a ton, and it often takes a dozen people to lift it together.

"That's what it means, sigh, it's okay, it's not too late this morning.

"Then it's up to you two, it doesn't matter what you like."

Zhao's mother gave her daughter a sideways glance, while Zhao Liying stuck out her sweet tongue and made a face with her husband.

The night passed without incident.

After the embarrassment of the first night, the couple paid great attention in the following two nights. Although they were not idle, the movement must have been much quieter.

Of course, Zhao Ma did not hear it before she saw it. After all, no matter how small the movement is, Zhao Liying will inevitably hum twice at critical moments. This is instinct, and it is not something you can control if you want to. It's already quiet, and the soundproofing of the house is not good.

Mother Zhao probably just didn't say anything more. After all, this matter also means that her daughter and son-in-law have a good relationship. If they are not sticky at all, it will be called trouble.

On May 5th, Shen Yan and Zhao Liying got up early in the morning. Wearing thick coats, they followed the funeral procession to the Zhao family cemetery.

In this day and age, the country has actually banned burials long ago, and the vast majority of people in cities are cremated.

But in rural areas, the implementation of the policy is not thorough, or in other words, it is difficult to implement it.

Especially those with their own cemetery like the Zhao family are basically buried by soldiers.

The funeral process was relatively simple. The trumpet maker didn't come, and a group of people carried the coffin to the cemetery, then buried it in the pit, and then burned some paper money, and it was considered safe.

Shen Yan and Zhao Liying didn't go to the second master's house, but went directly back to Zhao's house for breakfast.

After breakfast, the two packed their luggage and prepared to rush back to the capital.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother didn't stay too long. Firstly, the two children are career-minded people. Secondly, they also know what is going to happen to Yang Mi. Naturally, it is not easy to stay at this time.

"Oh, I almost forgot, wait a minute, girl, come down, I have something to tell you!" At 09:30 in the morning, the couple bid farewell to their family and got in the car, but Zhao's mother suddenly remembered something and took Zhao Liying He yelled again, then pulled him aside, muttered for a long time, and pushed and fucked for a while.

"What did Mom tell you?"

As the car drove away from the village road, Shen Yan asked Zhao Liying curiously.

Zhao Liying adjusted the seat back, and then took out a red envelope from her trouser pocket.

Shen Yan said: "For me?"

Zhao Liying laughed loudly, pinched her husband's ears with her white and tender hands, and said, "You don't look good, but you think it's pretty. You should be a hundred, and I'll give you a red envelope. How dare you think about it."

Shen Yan slapped the sixth wife's little hand off, and said: "I am a hundred years old, and I am still a child in front of my parents. Is it not for me or for you?"

Zhao Liying shrugged and said: "You don't have it, so I don't have this treatment. This is for your daughter." My daughter? "Yes, my mother said it was a gift. "

Shen Yan is a bit weird for Biaoqian, of course he understands about Suili, China may be the most important country for Suili, and reciprocity has always been the tradition of Chinese people.

In fact, Yang Mi had talked with him before, asking if he wanted to have a banquet after his daughter was born, and if he really wanted to have a banquet, then those who came to the banquet would naturally have to follow the etiquette.

It's just that it's okay for others to follow along, but Zhao's mother follows, so she can be regarded as the child's grandma, right? Sixth grandma?

"Now I feel how complicated our family relationship is. After Xiaobao was born, there were only eleven mothers, eleven grandparents, plus uncles, aunts and so on. Wow, think about it this way, as we The children in the family are also very good, if this is Chinese New Year, how many red envelopes will I have to receive."

Zhao Liying calculated seriously, not to mention Shen Yan and their friends, there are dozens of real relatives in the family alone, receiving red envelopes will definitely get soft hands, ""How much did her sixth grandma give? "

Zhao Liying opened the envelope and said with a smile, "Huo, it's just a bundle, 1 yuan. This is rare for my mother to be generous. She usually spends a long time talking about gifts with more than 500 yuan."

Shen Yan smiled and said: "It's okay, when her granddaughter is born in the future, she can get it back." Zhao Liying slowly turned her head, staring at Shen Yan with her big eyes slightly squinted.

Shen Yan was looked at inexplicably, and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Liying said: "Why is it a granddaughter and not a grandson? How do you know that I can't have a son? Could it be that the eldest sister gave birth to a daughter, and we can only have daughters?"

Shen Yan let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "It's 2020, sons and daughters are all the same, isn't it possible that daughters are not good?"

"How could it be the same.

Shen Yan said: "Don't forget, you are also a woman. If you say that I am patriarchal, it's okay, but you are a woman. Why, you still discriminate against yourself?"

"I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Zhao Liying doesn't want to say more on this topic

Although the truth is this, she is a woman herself, so she shouldn't be patriarchal.

But how should I say this? It can only be said that the position of the station is different, and the angle of thinking about things is also different.

When I was a girl, I naturally didn't want to be underestimated or treated differently.

But when it comes time to be a mother, it feels different.

Zhao Liying is not really patriarchal, it can only be said that China's ideological and cultural influence has been too deep for thousands of years.

Chapter 798 A Heartless Thing

If Zhao Liying really gave birth to a daughter in the future, she would definitely not really hate it, and she would also like to spoil it, because it is her own child after all.

But if there is a choice, or in other words, when she can look forward to it, then of course she still wants to give birth to Shen Yan a son more than the two.

It has nothing to do with inheriting the family property or not. After all, the Shen family's family property in the future has already been prepared, and there are rules for how to distribute it in the future. It will not be less than a son just because she is a daughter.

She simply wanted to have a son and pass incense to the Shen family

If you really want to say something, you may not be able to say anything, it is a deep-rooted potential idea.

Just like those families that favor sons over daughters, some people can hardly afford food, have no fart family property, and their own families are extremely ordinary. What do you think is the use of having a son in this kind of family, and what can they inherit?

But there are many people who want to have a son after all their lives, and the reason is also unexplainable, but they just instinctively feel that it is better to have a son.

In the Shen family, Zhao Liying was not the only one who had this idea. Yang Mi was also depressed for a while because she knew that her daughter was the one who was bad.

There is also Tong Liya, although she said that her son and daughter are the same, but she can still hear her true intentions inside and outside the words.

Because she got up early in the morning, Zhao Liying chatted with her husband for a while, then leaned on the seat and fell into a deep sleep until she woke up in a daze at the gate of her own community.

"Husband, Sixth Sister!"

As soon as Shen Yan and Zhao Liying got out of the car, Zheng Shuang and Song Zuer ran over happily with white legs.

Zhao Liying's position was in front of Shen Yan, her pretty face showed a smile after yawning just now, and she was about to talk to her two younger sisters, but the two hairy girls ignored her and walked past her, one on the left and one on the right. She plunged into her husband's arms, hugged her husband's neck, gnawed and made all kinds of intimacy.

"Things without conscience, you only have your husband in your eyes, right?"

Zhao Liying stared and slapped the two girls' buttocks, and then said: "Thanks to Sixth Sister, she still thinks about you, and brought you gifts all the way, just because of your virtue, and the gift will be waived."

"And gifts?"

"Sixth sister, don't be angry."

Shen Laoshi and Shen Laoyao were very realistic. When the sixth sister said that there was a gift, her face immediately changed, and she turned around and came to Zhao Lian's side, constantly beating her back, rubbing her shoulders and smoothing her beard.

The Shen family has this tradition, if anyone goes on a business trip to work, if they have time on hand, they will buy some small gifts for their family members.

It may not be expensive every time, and the price may not be high, but this link or habit makes the Shen family like it very much.

In fact, they are not really lacking anything. The desire for presents is more to satisfy their own curiosity and covet the sense of surprise and expectation.

Just like opening a courier package, the moment before opening is always the happiest.

"Wow, there are so many, what's in it, Sixth Sister."

"Hey, are these apricots? There are also cherries. Tenth sister, look, this apricot is so big, um, so sweet.

The two little ones volunteered to get presents from the trunk, two big grocery bags full.

These gifts were all prepared by Zhao's father and Zhao's mother. They knew that Shen Yan was a big family, Shen Yan came here with great difficulty, of course they didn't want Shen Yan to leave empty-handed, so they prepared some fruits and souvenirs.

Langshi does not have any special local products that can be sold, and since Gao Jingcheng is close, even if there are any special products in Beijing, you can buy them.

So the preparations are all common things, the only difference is that these apricots, scull peaches, millet and so on are all grown on their own trees and in the ground, so they are definitely safer and cleaner than those bought from outside.

"Can you wash and eat before eating, be careful of diarrhea."

Zhao Liying was holding the suitcase with one hand, and Zheng Shuang was carrying the food bag with the other. She turned her head and glanced blankly at Song Zuer, who couldn't help but eat right now.

Wei Zu'er has a small stomach, struggling to carry the Ruohui product bag with one hand, and Ruo apricot in the other hand, miamiamia a few mouthfuls, most of the apricots are swallowed.

"I just wiped it off. Did Sixth Sister's apricot grow from your own tree?"

"Um! *,