Seeing that the monk had packed his luggage and was about to get up, he was surprised and said: "Master, you have packed your luggage, where are you going?" The old monk said: "The few people sitting

Seeing that the monk had packed his luggage and was about to get up, he was surprised and said: "Master, you have packed your luggage, where are you going?" The old monk said: "The few people sitting outside are Jinglijiu. I was sent from Master Qi, the Admiral of the Gate. Mr. Qi was in Beijing at that time and had worshiped me in my name. Now that he has been promoted to a high official, he specially sent someone to invite me to be the abbot of Baoguo Temple in Beijing. I didn't want to go. Because a friend died in my place the day before yesterday, but he had a friend who went to Beijing to study. I took this opportunity to go to Beijing to find this friend, and sent him back to mourn me. My wish. The other day I told you that I had two books of poems that I wanted to read with you. They were in my pillow case. I didn’t have time to take them out of the box. There was also a mattress that I couldn’t bring with me. , and some scraps, please take care of them for me until I come back." Niu Pu was about to ask questions when the men came in and said, "It's getting very early today, and we still have to travel dozens of miles. Way. Master, please get on your horse quickly and don’t miss our aisle." He then moved his luggage out and gathered the old monk on his horse. Those people all got on the animals. Niupu sent him out and only said to the old monk: "Take care of your future!" The group of horses seemed to be flying away. ZhiThe old monk could not be seen in Uupo, so he just came back. I checked some things myself, unlocked the door of the old monk's room, took it off, went out, locked the door of the nunnery, and went home to rest. The next day I walked around the nunnery again and thought to myself: "The old monk has gone and there is no one to confirm it, so why not just identify him as Niu Buyi?" So he took a piece of white paper and wrote five big characters: "Niu Buyi Residence" Inside". From then on, I came here every day. Zhi

Another month later, his grandfather Niu Laoer was sitting in the shop idle, taking care of the accounts. Seeing that the person who owed the book owed only a limited amount, he couldn't sell it for tens of cents a day, so it was all spent on firewood and rice. Counting from ***, the cost is already 70% less. The store gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and I was so angry that I couldn't speak. When Niupu came home in the evening, he asked him about it, but he couldn't tell anything, and he just kept talking about "it's true" and talking nonsense. Niu Laoqi becomes a disease. A seventy-year-old person's vitality has declined, and there is no medicine to replenish it. The illness lasts only ten days, his life span is over, and he dies. Gu

The couple in Uupu burst into tears. After hearing this, Mr. Bu hurriedly came over and saw the body stopped on the door. He shouted: "Brother!" He cried with tears like rain. After crying, he saw Uupu standing by, crying and speechless, and said: "This is not the time for you to cry. Tell my niece to keep an eye on daddy, and you go out with me to prepare the coffin quilt." Uupu wiped his tears and thanked him. Mr. Bu immediately went to a shop where Mr. Bu was familiar with, borrowed a coffin, and brought a lot of cloth, and asked the tailor to start making clothes. He was buried that night. The next morning, eight men were hired to carry him to the ancestral grave for burial. Mr. Bu also invited Mr. Xu of Yin and Yang for him. He rode a donkey and went down with Yin and Yang to tap the acupuncture points. Watching the in-laws being laid to rest, I cried again. When Tong Yin Yang came back, he left Niu Pu on his grave for three days. As soon as Mr. Bu got home, people from all walks of life came to ask for money, and Mr. Bu agreed to it. Until Niupu returned home, the cost of the store was only worth five taels of silver from the coffin shop. The other cloth shops, tailors, and footwear merchants had no money to make. I had no choice but to pawn the half house I lived in and the gate sign on the pontoon for fifteen taels. After paying off the account, there are still more than four taels of silver left. Mr. Bu told him to keep some and build his father's grave on the Qingming Festival. Knowing that the Uupu couple had no place to live, Mr. Bu took out a house in his house, asked the couple to move in, and handed over the house to Zhapaizi. On the day he moved in, Mr. Bu even cooked a few bowls of food and warmed the room for him. Mr. Bu also went to sit in his room for a while. Just thinking about my dead relatives makes me choke up and cry.

Unconsciously it is New Year’s Eve, and Mr. Bu’s family is celebrating the New Year. There are banquets and charcoal fires in the son's and daughter-in-law's rooms. Mr. Bu first sent a few kilograms of charcoal and asked Niu Pu to light a fire in the room. He also sent a table of wine and food and asked him to set up a memorial tablet in the room on New Year's Eve to commemorate his father. On the first day of the new year, he was asked to burn paper money on the grave. Then he said: "Go to the grave and tell dad that I am old and the weather is cold. I can't come in person to pay New Year greetings to my in-laws." He cried again. Upu agreed. Zhi

Mr. Bu didn’t come out to celebrate the festival until the third day of the Lunar New Year, and had a few glasses of wine and some food at someone else’s house.

When I passed by the floating bridge, I saw that the Zha brand store had replaced the Spring Festival couplets with colorful flowers. I couldn't help but feel sad and shed many tears. When he was about to go home, he suddenly met his niece-in-law and took him home. My niece dressed up and came out to pay New Year greetings. After paying homage, I stayed in the room to eat wine and brought New Year dumplings made of glutinous rice. After eating two, I stopped eating. My niece persuaded me and ate two more. I felt a little bad when I was facing the wind all the way back. At night I fell asleep with a headache and fever. We invited doctors to look at it, and some said it was due to shortness of breath and phlegm. Some said it should be dispersed. Some said it should be mild. Some said the elderly should use tonics. There were different opinions. Bu Cheng and Bu Xin panicked and watched all day long. Upu came into the room morning and night to say hello. Zhi

It was getting late that day, and Father Bu was sleeping on the bed. He saw two people coming into the window. He walked to the bed and took a piece of paper in his hand and handed it to him to read. When I asked others, they all said they had never seen anyone. Father Bu took the paper in his hand and saw a lace approval document with many people's names written on it, all marked with a red pen. There were thirty-four or five people in one order. The first one, Niu Xing, he knew was the name of his in-laws; the last one was his own name, Bu Chongli. When I wanted to ask that person again, I blinked and the person and the money were gone. Just because of this, there are different teachings: making friends with officials makes it difficult for relatives to rely on them; traveling in the official career, fortunately encountering reliable clan friendships. I don’t know what my fortune is, but I’ll explain it next time