Chapter 90 Chapter 2 Coffin

The light in the thatched hut is dim, and I can only see that it is an old-fashioned coffin, a large wooden box with a large end and a small end. , it is almost impossible to see the texture of the coffin itself. This coffin made my heart beat a little faster, and it aroused my infinite associations. Although the memory is not very clear, it seems that the ancestral hall and the coffin are inextricably linked. For family funerals, the ancestral hall is the place where the dead are stopped in ancient rituals. I still remember that when my grandfather died, the body was buried here. It was still midsummer, and there was a Taoist practice of sealing the stink. It was a cumbersome ceremony, and I can't remember it at all.So it shouldn't be surprising that there are coffins here.

The question is, why is this coffin placed in this thatched hut behind the ancestral hall, and it is covered with dry mud, look at the cobwebs and dust in this room, and how rusty the lock is, this coffin is parked here It has been quite a long time.Was it ten years ago, or decades ago, and for some reason, this coffin was carried here and has been kept until now?Is there a body in this coffin?Who is it? A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and I was a little itchy. It seems that there must be a story behind this ancestral hall, this thatched cottage, and the old coffin inside.

Helpless, I am wearing the newly bought ME&CITY a few days ago, and my skills are relatively slow, otherwise I will definitely climb in and take a closer look, but I know that even if I go in, I can’t see anything, I can’t Pry open this coffin, who knows what will be inside? After looking at it for a long time, I turned around in disgust, bypassed the thatched hut and went on. There was a piece of farmland, which had been abandoned for a long time, and the inside was overgrown with weeds. I walked along the ridge and found that there were about four or five acres of unplanted There are so many, this should be the ancestral land that our family has been assigned to, but it is a pity that my father and father are not suitable for farming, and this land has grown like this.

Further forward is someone else's land, and the end of the land can be seen from the back, which is a hillside, with a small road going down, and the next section of terraced fields below. This is what it looks like when I walk again. I was thinking about how much these lands would be worth when I arrived in Hangzhou, and I walked back. Dad and the others don’t know if it’s over. If not, I’ll just listen to it and exercise by the way. Listening to Changsha dialect is better than hanging out here.When I passed the thatched cottage, I took another look inside. The sun dimmed a little, and the room got darker, and I couldn't see anything clearly.