RPAGF Chapter 122 My Mom Appears in Heaven
Chapter 122 My Mom Appears in Heaven
"Are you calling to invite people over for the banquet?" Ziyi didn't understand the funeral process. The number of times she had been to such banquets in her two lifetimes combined could be counted on one hand, but from what Qin Yuhuan said, it seemed to be this.
"Eating is one thing, and the other is the gift money. Qin Yuhuan pinched the bottle of mineral water, and the bottle made a crackling sound. "My parents like to be in the spotlight and want to save face. No matter whether it is a wedding or funeral, or even whether they are close or distant, as long as someone invites them, they will give a gift money. They just want to tell everyone that they are doing well and have enough money."
Her mother is even worse. If someone she doesn't know asks her for money, she will spend four or five hours and take three buses to go to the countryside to deliver the money.
"My mother's accident was caused by my uncle's youngest daughter not inviting her to her wedding. She called me crying and complained about their disregard for family affection. Later, she talked about Nianzhi, saying that she had won another award for painting and ranked third in the class. On the one hand, she was happy, but on the other hand, she was unwilling to accept that Nianzhi's biological parents were unwilling to pay for her interest classes and private school tuition. I comforted her for a long time. After hanging up the phone, she sent me a painting by Nianzhi. I thought she was fine."
Unexpectedly, my mother couldn't get over this hurdle at all. She became emotionally unstable and was admitted to the hospital that night.
When her mother's funeral took place across provinces, only two or three of the families she had sent gifts to gave back a few hundred yuan. They were from the same village as Qin Changping, and they hadn't seen each other for more than ten or twenty years. When they came, each of them brought a gift of one hundred yuan.
"Because of this, every time my dad said someone in the village was having a banquet and he wanted to send a gift, I would transfer the money to him. Without the people in the village, my mother's funeral would have been very sad. I remember this favor."
When it comes to money, Qin Yuhuan has never been a stingy or calculative person. She can buy herself clothes worth a few dollars or dozens of dollars, and calculate the discounted price when buying, but she has a clear conscience towards her family.
"No wonder, I see you are quite patient with your uncle and the others."
Ziyi's patience usually depends on how smoothly she handles the matter. If she didn't have to consider Qin Yuhuan's feelings all the time in Changping's matter, she would probably have just spent money on it on the first day she came. She could even pay wages to those who came to help, just as if she were hiring people.
In comparison, communication with several elders is not smooth, and Qin Yuhuan still has to explain frequently.
"These aunts are all very nice, especially my eldest aunt. She couldn't help crying when she mentioned my father. She is very soft-hearted. The one who came to cook today is my eldest sister. She is over 50 years old. Her children are older than you and me. If you count, I have seven brothers, eight sisters, and more than 20 nephews and nieces."
Posture: ...
"As for my uncle... Don't be fooled by his loud voice and his aggressive tone. I also said that he would be greedy for some small gains, but you see, he has been providing us with places to use, looking for people, buying things, and cleaning up the old house these past two days. He has not been idle for a single moment. This is already very good."
No one is perfect. Having seen relatives on my mother's side who are so cruel that they would risk their lives for a little child support, and who would rather go to jail and become a deadbeat than pay the money back, the relatives here are really "normal people."
"What I'm thinking about now is that I should explain the situation to the relevant departments and get the money back for the minimum living allowance my father received in the past few months. I still have some savings, so I will donate part of it to the village primary school to repay my uncle for using the minimum living allowance to reduce the red envelopes received by the villagers."
Changping County is not poor, and Qinjia Village is not poor either. It is not Qin Yuhuan's turn to pay for road construction. After considering for a long time, she decided to give the money to the school.
As for the gifts and other things that will be brought by the people who will come to the banquet tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, for some of them, Qin Changping paid first, and this is a return gift. For some others, I can only ask my uncle to keep an eye on them, and they will return the gifts if anything happens at home in the future.
"How could you...consider this aspect?" Ziyi was stunned for a moment.
The minimum living allowance is not much, only about 500 yuan a month.
"I want to work hard and not leave any stains. Insurance fraud is very immoral in my opinion." Qin Yuhuan said honestly, "I know there are many people who commit insurance fraud, and the money is not much, but if I return it, there is a chance that it will be sent to people who really need it."
"I used to eat melons, and there were many children of deadbeats in the circle. Sometimes I would pretend to be someone else and look down on them. But after receiving these thousands of yuan, I no longer have the confidence to do so."
Qin Yuhuan was quite worried. She was a person with a clear conscience, but suddenly she felt as if she was forced to bow down. She felt somewhat uncomfortable. If Qin Changping had asked her a question at the beginning, she would have tried her best to object. However, when she knew it, the thing had already been done.
"Let me take care of this. My assistant will come over today and ask him to do some errands. You have a lot of things to do and can't finish them in time." Ziyi had just finished speaking when someone came over and asked Qin Yuhuan to kowtow.
Before Qin Yuhuan could say anything, she was dragged away. She smiled at the spot and felt that Qin Yuhuan was like a fairy being dragged away by heavenly soldiers. His eyes seemed to be able to speak, and when he looked at her, he looked so lovely and charming.
In the afternoon, we went up the mountain to choose a location and encountered another unexpected scene.
Normally, when the site for Qin Yuhuan's mother's grave was chosen, a space would have been reserved next to it. As a result, no one paid too much attention to this matter. It was not until they walked through the muddy road up the mountain that they discovered that there was an inconspicuous, somewhat old tombstone not far from the old grave. It was only the size of a palm and the mountain was overgrown with vegetation, so it had not been discovered.
So...
Qin Changping's grave was moved half a meter to the upper right. The others were still regretting that the two people could not be together, but Qin Yuhuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Ziyi's hand, "I wonder if this counts as my mother's spirit appearing in heaven."
What Shi Lilan wanted to do most before she died was to divorce Qin Changping, but she never did. Now, their graves are no longer in the same place, and suddenly there is another small grave in the middle.
My mother has been in the mountain for three years, and no one has discovered this small tombstone in these three years.
The master killed a chicken on the spot, and the chicken blood dripped all over the ground. He muttered something quickly that was difficult to understand. After a while, he asked Qin Yuhuan to go over and kowtow to the dug pit. He quickly spread a piece of newspaper that he had prepared in advance on the ground.
After knocking their heads nine times in a row, some people took Qin Yuhuan and Ziyi down the mountain, while the rest of the people wanted to dig the pit bigger and deeper.
After nightfall, the weather turned cooler and the cold wind made people shiver. The assistant was still on the way, and Ziyi, who was afraid of the cold, could only rely on burning paper money to keep warm.
According to the rules, Qin Yuhuan needed to kneel in front of the coffin until the ashes were sent up the mountain tomorrow, but her aunt couldn't bear it and would often come over and pull Qin Yuhuan and Ziyi to sit beside them.