rebirth all over again

The show was very successful, especially for Chen Xiaoyun and his show. Several people became popular in the school, and they got a lot of fans.

After the party, Chen Xiaoyun didn't go home with his family first, but went out to have dinner with a few people in the dormitory,

In winter, it is best to eat hot pot.

After leaving school, the four of them went to a nearby hot pot restaurant.

Chen Xiaoyun likes to eat hot pot no matter in his previous life or in this life. They order mandarin duck hot pot, which can cater for everyone's tastes. You don't have to worry about what dishes to order. It is simply a must for dining out.

Gao Xia can't eat spicy food, the waiter just brought the hot pot, the other three people very tacitly turned the non-spicy side to Gao Xia.

"I want to try the spicy one too," Gao Xia said eagerly.

"No, your stomach won't be able to take spicy food." Tian Yu stopped immediately,

"That's right, you'd better not try it," Chen Xiaoyun and Xie Mei said.

They all knew that Gao Xia's stomach was not good, and he couldn't eat spicy food, because if he ate spicy food, his stomach would hurt.

Even though he couldn't eat spicy hot pot, Gao Xia didn't get angry, he knew they were for his own good.

Because Chen Xiaoyun and the others didn't drink, they each asked for a drink.

Xie Mei had better liven up the atmosphere, held up a drink and said: "Happy New Year's Day everyone, come! Cheers."

Tian Yu also proudly held up the drink: "Come on, cheers."

Gao Xia still held a glass of orange juice in a gentle manner: "Cheers."

Chen Xiaoyun held up the watermelon juice: "Cheers."

Everyone was quite tired tonight, and they didn't eat much before the performance, so now everyone is hungry, and after toasting, everyone started to binge eat.

After eating seriously for a while, they started to eat almost before they slowly stopped to chat while eating.

After coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Chen Xiaoyun didn't go to the dormitory with them, but went straight home.

The next day, Chen Xiaoyun was woken up by Grandma Chen while she was in a drowsy sleep.

"Get up, your grandpa Xi is gone, let's go home quickly." Grandma Chen shook Chen Xiaoyun awake and said with a grim expression.

"Grandpa Xi left, when did he leave, and where did he go?" Chen Xiaoyun was dazed and hadn't reacted yet.

"I walked in my sleep last night." Grandma Chen said as she handed Chen Xiaoyun the clothes she put aside.

"What..." Chen Xiaoyun was stunned.

"What's the matter, didn't you make a good phone call before, why did you suddenly..." Chen Xiaoyun's voice suddenly became hoarse. He and Grandpa Xi had a very good relationship. Grandpa Xi and his own grandfather Same, taught him to write with a brush, taught him to play the erhu since he was a child, and told him stories about how he fought in war when he was young. He was still on the phone last week, so he just left.

"I'm not very clear about it. She said it was in a hurry. This morning, your fourth grandma called us and said that you should get dressed quickly and go back to see your grandpa Xi for a ride." Grandma Chen said with a sad face.

"Does Brother Mo Han know?" Chen Xiaoyun was very worried about him. Brother Mo Han had always had a good relationship with Grandpa Xi. If he heard this sad news, he would be very sad.

"I don't know, maybe his parents will call him to inform him," Grandma Chen said.

"I'll call Brother Mohan." Chen Xiaoyun quickly put on her clothes, and then called Xi Mohan.

beep beep

"Hello" the phone rang twice and was connected by Xi Mohan.

"Brother Mo Han" Chen Xiaoyun heard Brother Mo Han's hoarse voice, and knew that he must have known.

"I'm fine, my plane is at [-]:[-]." Xi Mohan over there seemed to know what he was going to ask and replied directly.

"Well, Brother Mo Han, I'll be waiting for you at home." Chen Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel sad and wanted to cry.

"Okay, I'll hang up first, I should go to the airport" Xi Mohan said.

"Be careful all the way." After finishing speaking, Xi Mohan hung up the phone.

Chen Xiaoyun didn't even eat breakfast, and went back to his hometown by car with Grandma Chen, Grandpa Chen and Chen Bing.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, Chen Xiaoyun and the others arrived home. They put down their things and went to Grandpa Xi's house next door.

Chen Xiaoyun looked at the shed built with plastic sheeting, and when he walked in, he saw a coffin standing right above the coffin, with wreaths beside the coffin, while Mama Xi and Papa Xi were kneeling in front of Grandpa Xi's coffin. Burn paper money in the brazier.

The rule here is that the fire cannot be cut off in the brazier before the spirit, because it is the light that illuminates the underworld, and it must be burned kneelingly by the descendants of the blood. Grandpa Xi only has one son, Papa Xi, and one grandson, Xi Mohan. When he came back, Papa Xi and Mama Xi would burn it. When he came back to take Papa Xi's place, Papa Xi could go out to entertain people who came to the funeral.

Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen were of the same generation as Grandpa Xi, so they didn't need to kneel. They just burned a long piece of paper money in front of the coffin, and then lit a stick of incense and put it in the rice altar in front of the coffin.

Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen said: have a good journey.

Chen Bing was a junior, so he had to kneel down. He knelt down on a cushion in front of the coffin, picked up the paper money next to him and put it in the brazier, kowtowed three times to the coffin before standing up.

Then Grandma Chen was asked by Mama Xi to help in the kitchen, and Grandpa Chen and Bing Chen were entrusted by Papa Xi to serve the funeral guests and arrange their seats on his behalf.

After they left, Chen Xiaoyun went outside to a woman and took a piece of white linen that was half waist long and put it on her head, and she also carried a piece of linen on the bowl.

Their custom is that when an old man dies, the descendants need to wear hemp and filial piety. Because Chen Xiaoyun is not a blood relative, his linen is only half waist long, and the linen of the descendants must reach the heel.

Then Chen Xiaoyun went to a cushion in front of the coffin and knelt down, picked up the paper money next to him and separated them carefully, then put them in the brazier, respectfully kowtowed three times to the coffin, after doing all this, he Stand up, walk to Mama Xi and kneel down, and continue burning paper with Mama Xi.

"Yunwazi, you don't need to kneel." Mama Xi probably cried a lot, her voice was hoarse, and her eyes were red.

"Grandpa Xi taught me calligraphy and erhu since I was a child. He is just like my own grandfather. Let me see him off," Chen Xiaoyun said, unable to stop crying, "And I promised Brother Mo Han, he hasn't arrived yet, So I'm going to help him send grandpa off together."

Father Xi next to "Good boy" patted Chen Xiaoyun on the shoulder and said.

Sitting next to the coffin was an old man. Chen Xiaoyun knew him. According to his seniority, Chen Xiaoyun had to call him uncle. He watched Chen Xiaoyun's series of actions with piercing eyes, and then raised his voice and shouted: "Brother Xi, Chen Xiaoyun from the Chen family is here to see you off."

After the yelling, the old man started to babble and sing, and there were a group of old men playing gongs, drums, and cymbals.

None of the songs has a complete tune, but it just sounds depressing and low, like weeping and complaining, which is very sad. Chen Xiaoyun can only vaguely hear a few words: "Naihe Bridge, Naihe Bridge, seven inches wide and ten thousand feet wide High; the strong wind blows and sways, and the small wind blows and sways; the blessed pass on the bridge, and the unlucky fall off the bridge"

They have always had the custom of singing mourning songs.

Amidst the intermittent mourning songs, many people came intermittently to pay respects to Grandpa Xi.

Chen Xiaoyun didn't go out to eat at noon, he couldn't eat at all, and kept kneeling with Xi's father and Xi's mother to burn paper and watch the spirit. His family and Xi's father and Xi's mother also knew his relationship with Xi's father, so they didn't say anything.

Xi Mohan didn't arrive until around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Wearing a black coat, Xi Mohan came in with a sad face and knelt in front of Grandpa Xi's coffin, kowtowing his head heavily, but he didn't lift his head for a long time. Chen Xiaoyun heard his crying and calling for this grandpa. sound.

Chen Xiaoyun stood up and went outside to get him his white linen, which was so long that it dragged the floor, and brought it to his head and wrists.

"Brother Mo Han" Chen Xiaoyun just yelled, it was nothing, he knew that what he said at this moment was useless.

"Mo Han, come to my side, don't block others from worshiping your grandfather," said Xi's father next to him.

Only then did Xi Mohan raise his head and knelt all the way to Papa Xi's side. Chen Xiaoyun saw tears of sadness on his face.

Grandpa Xi is single, and he only has one child, Papa Xi, so only Papa Xi and Mama Xi and Mohan Xi were the ones burning paper in the mourning hall. Now Papa Xi and Mama Xi left after Xi Mohan came back to entertain the funeral guests outside.

And Chen Xiaoyun has been kneeling beside Brother Mo Han to burn paper for Grandpa Xi to see him off.

"I heard from my fourth grandpa and the others that Grandpa Xi ate two bowls of dry rice and drank two taels of white wine at their house last night. He walked away very peacefully. He walked in his sleep. It was a joy and funeral," Chen Xiaoyun said to the side. Brother Mo Han murmured.

They have a saying: the elderly live to the age of 60 without any illness or anything, and a peaceful death is a happy funeral.

And Grandpa Xi is already 75 this year, and he still left peacefully in his sleep.

Xi Mohan didn't speak after hearing this, but just wiped the tears off his face.

"Thank you." Xi Mohan said suddenly after a while.

"It should be." Chen Xiaoyun knew what brother Mo Han's thanks meant, thank him for sending his grandpa on his behalf before he came back, thank him for always being here with him to keep watch.

The two of them just knelt in front of the coffin and burned the paper money to keep the fire in the brazier from extinguishing. Listening to the funeral song of the old man next to him, the old man's voice was hoarse and full of loneliness and vicissitudes. A traveler who goes on the road alone wanders in the wilderness, with an endless road on one side and an endless hometown on the other.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyun was very sad and wanted to cry.

He did cry too, and he couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry." Xi Mohan raised his head when he heard his cry, raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face with his thumb.

"Well, I don't cry, but I just can't control it." Chen Xiaoyun didn't want to cry either, but she was so sad that she couldn't control it.

"Fool" looked at Chen Xiaoyun who was crying and hiccupping, Xi Mohan patted his head, then continued to lower his head and burn paper in the brazier.