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"...Huh?" Zhong Xu was weak, his two hands could not block An Ran's arm, and the slight itching on her neck made her extremely embarrassed, so she could only answer curiously while breathing.

Chapter 78 Is it Relief or Reluctant

Zhong Xu was curious, only to hear the silver bells in An Ran's handbag, and the phone rang again and again.

An Ran seemed to be deaf, brushing her hair, still concentrating on teasing Zhong Xu, without any intention of answering.

"Why don't you take a look, in case there is something urgent." Zhong Xu was worried for her, and held it up to An Ran. On the screen was a smiling little donkey, "It's your sister."

An Ran smiled, took her own phone to check, then pressed the mute button and threw it back on the table, met Zhong Xu's surprised gaze, "You don't have to take on the job of the princess nanny in the future, the little donkey sees your hard work, I have taken over the various matters of accompanying Haya."

"You forced it, right?"

"Children grow up, let's exercise."

"..."

……

Lu Ning stood outside the alley of the dead water, sneezed blankly, then covered his mouth blankly, and looked at Haya from head to toe.

Although he is half a head shorter than himself, his imposing manner is not weak at all. The black and white woolen dress skirt, the hat is tied with a bright silk ribbon, matched with the handbag and warm boots of the same style, and the lake green eyes are shining with cold air, quite It's a bit majestic to rule the world.

"Tell you to wear ordinary clothes, low-key, why don't you understand?" Lu Ning stretched out his hand and pulled the ribbon on the Haya hat, very dissatisfied, "My lord princess, just stand there, don't shine, okay?" It's going to blind the little one."

"Isn't it a folk funeral? It's the most suitable match for expressing... mourning." Haya retorted seriously.

"Aunt Xu and you are not related, so there is no need for such a distant relationship to be too grand. And you are like this, you can shine here, and your identity is sensitive, right?"

Lu Ning was a little moved by Haya's intentions, and he tried to persuade others, but he became incoherent at first.

Taking off Haya's hat casually to see the effect, her bright curly blond hair immediately shone, and she was so panicked that she immediately put it back on for the princess.

"Your parents and elder brother are really lucky. You don't need to light up lights in your palace at night. You can just put you in the middle of the roof. There will be thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors."

After all, he glanced around like a thief, wondering if he was seen.

It's a pity that Murphy's Law has been confirmed again. Whatever people worry about, the things they worry about will happen.

Uncle Liu in the back alley was looking at Lu Ning and the others with his hands in his padded jacket with a serious expression on his face.

The older generation in the alley is the most polite. When Lu Ning saw him, he hurried over to call for someone.

"I'm back." Uncle Liu nodded slightly. Although he seemed in a bad mood, he was still warm to foreign friends. "Let your friend go indoors to warm up. Look at his little face turning white from the cold."

One word made Lu Ning lower his head again, "The house is also deserted, it won't be any warmer."

Xu Ruqing has already left, so no one is looking after the old house of the Lu family, the stove is full of dirt, and the quilt is damp, so it is certainly not something that Princess Haya can sit for a long time.

"Old Xu went to the funeral the morning before yesterday, and An Ran came back to offer incense in person, accompanied him until the ashes were placed, and then left in the afternoon---many of the rest of the children came back, and only you, Xiaoni, were missing." The old man snorted through his nose. Say the last sentence.

Lu Ning lowered his head pitifully, not wanting to defend himself.

Xu Ruqing is good at needlework. Many elders in the alley have bothered her to make shoes and socks for children. The stitches are fine, the patterns are rich, and they are comfortable and light.

But no matter how much effort it took to make it, Xu Ruqing only charged a symbolic price for the materials in the end, hoping that the old neighbor would remember his painstaking efforts, and after he left, Fujinami would be able to take care of food and clothing so that he would not live on the streets Suffering, or being robbed of life and property.

This loving mother's heart really touched many people, so after the obituary was posted, the alley with six vertical and seven horizontal lines was shaken.

Lao Liu sighed for her family. Looking at it from a distance that day, he only sighed "A good man's life is not long, and the world is always unpredictable", and he also cried a lot.

Stretching out his hand and pointing in the direction of the funeral shed, "Tengjian really has changed, he cried to death, not to mention, in such cold weather after winter, his knees were swollen during the vigil, and he was still beaten by my second boy in the middle of the night." I tied up with a few youngsters and went home to rest."

Sigh again, "If Old Xu had this humanity when he was alive, their family wouldn't be what it is now."

After sending away the old neighbor who was sobbing, Lu Ning also held back his tears, looking at the princess beside him who had never said a word, he was very sorry, so he stood under Xu Ruqing's funeral shed and briefly introduced her.

"We Chinese have always looked at bigamy and funeral. In the past, the funeral rituals of the elders, even ordinary people, were very particular. There were many subtle taboos in etiquette, and there was nothing wrong with the binding and decoration of various utensils and supplies. ."

Haya nodded solemnly, and told what she saw in the library of the Royal Inner Court, comparing it with what Lu Ning said.

A long time ago, Grandpa Haya’s subordinates came to China. When they returned home, they wanted to buy something as a souvenir. Thinking of the reputation of the country of etiquette here, they asked their followers to buy two funeral drums of the highest specification from the coffin shop. .

The translator tried to persuade him that it was unlucky, but the officials were extremely stubborn, thinking that the musical instrument used in the funeral was the representative of the ritual and music of this ancient country.Don't make new ones, insist on buying old ones at a high price, and make a tripartite agreement before returning to China, for fear that the owner of the coffin shop will go back on his word.

Lu Ning was dumbfounded when he heard that, presumably the subordinate officer was shocked when he saw the grand funeral of a certain ancestor on the street.

The old-fashioned mourning drums are a pair of two, both of which are black-lacquered copper nails. They are placed in front of the spirit, and the direct descendants beat them hard.

On the one hand, it is to count the achievements and benefits of the deceased, and on the other hand, it is to remember the faults and regrets of the person when he was alive.

For the sake of the dead, the Guogu are usually arranged symmetrically, while the Gonggu will sing in bursts.Right and wrong, false and true, are all covered by a word of courtesy.

Only the man knew in his heart that the last thought of his life was relief, reluctance, endless regret, or Jiuquan smiling.

Lu Ning wanted to take Haya home, but the little princess still pointed to a large green stone that was rubbed brightly on the foot of the funeral shed and asked, "What is this for?"

"This has nothing to do with the funeral. It was placed at the entrance of the alley when I was a child. Fujinami sat on it every day waiting for his brother to come home. Sometimes I sat side by side with him and waited for An Ran to leave school."

Chapter 79 So Considerate, So Good

Although Haya has a noble status, she is still young and her curiosity has not faded. When she first arrived in a foreign country's folk alleys and saw all kinds of things, she would inevitably pester Lu Ning to ask questions, watch and explore.

At the entrance of the alley, there is a big bluestone, which is of good size, and its surface has been polished by people passing by, which attracts the attention of the little princess the most.

Lu Ning couldn't help laughing when he thought of the previous story of "officials buying funeral drums and returning home".

"Don't look at it as ordinary, but it has some origins." Lu Ning shook his head, and was taken aback by what a foreign princess said.

The building of this house was not a residential alley, but a house built by the first-class ministers of the imperial court.

The amount of bluestone, bricks, tiles, and wood required for the construction was properly calculated by Tuogao on the Huangdao Day, corresponding to the number of stars, and it is very accurate.

On the day when it was completed, the officials were very happy. With the sound of gongs and drums, lanterns and festoons were set up, and guests and friends were entertained in the new residence.

After everyone was full of wine and food, they began to praise the new home of the senior officials, saying that this place is grand, that place is elegant, full of atmosphere, and profound.

But when it comes to the fly in the ointment, the master miscalculated. In the end, all the wood and stone were used up, but there was only a huge blue-striped stone left, which was useless, and it was very embarrassing to put it anywhere.