Chapter 92: American Funeral

The dawn rises over the horizon.

The pool water sparkles in the sun, and in the distance, alfalfa meadows and lavender fields are sprinkled golden yellow.

This is the attic balcony, where Han Xuan slept last night.

There was a folding bed on it, and it was windy on summer evenings, smelling of starry sky and freshly cut grass, and there were no mosquitoes.

It seems that this kind of hateful little insect will avoid Han Xuan, anyway, he has never been bitten since he was a child, which really makes the boy's father envious, there are tender ones that don't bite, but he likes his old skin and old meat, and he is the most unlucky every summer.

Fat Ding curled up beside his master, and he hadn't woken up yet, leaning on the bed in a big zigzag, occasionally scratching his belly, his tail hanging on the edge of the bed, and he was a little uncomfortable being pressed by Han Xuan with his paws, so he pulled it out and turned over.

"Boom!"

It fell

Resentfully grabbed the sheets and tried to climb up, but there was too much grease, a little difficult, the little short legs kept scratching, and the face was wrinkled.

Guo's mother was bending down to get out of the wooden window of the study, walked to the balcony and pushed it, and Fat Ding breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the bed.

Han Xuan was woken up by his mother, wiped his eyes and got up, and muttered, "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Old Hall's funeral begins at nine o'clock, and I'm going to Augusta to get ready later. Guo's mother put away the sheets scattered on the ground, and said in her mouth: "The clothes are ready, on the bed in your room, come down and have breakfast, Joanna is cooking." ”

I haven't seen my son for a long time, Guo's mother is very kind, Han Xuan knows that he has been away from home for a long time, and he was like this when he first came home, and he didn't know how long it would last, and then he would become disgusted again.

By the small garden pool, the cowboys, who had a good relationship with Old Hall, wore black and dark blue clothes today.

The cowboys wore black ties, John bought dozens of white flowers last night and distributed them to pin to their chests, and Aunt Kelly wore a long gray dress and got together to talk with three or four cowboy family members who were almost dressed up.

Snow Mountain Ranch rarely encounters such a thing, everyone doesn't know how to deal with it, even the old Barton, who is in his sixties and thinks he will be the first, is a little emotional, tries to squeeze out a smile, bows his head and tidies up his clothes.

Han Xuan saw through the window that everyone was basically there, hurriedly finished breakfast, took the white flowers handed by Joanna, said thank you, put them in his jacket pocket, and dozens of people set off in more than ten cars and drove to Augusta Town.

……

He was led by his father into the quaint church.

There is Elysium in the East, and there is Heaven in the West, and Han Xuan feels that although people leave this world after death, they have a home.

The elder Hall was a devout Christian and preferred it to be a cemetery for funerals.

The coffin was brought yesterday and placed in the church by relatives and friends to take turns to watch the coffin, according to John, as a customary way to show respect for the deceased.

The Christian attitude towards death is very evident in the funeral of Hall Sr., the ceremony is very simple, and most of the people attending the funeral mourn but not sadness, of course, there are times when tears flicker.

But Han Xuan had never seen the scene of howling and crying, beating his chest and feet, and crying until he fainted, which was obviously different from when he was in Huaxia.

Today's memorial service is themed "Celebrating the Life of the Deceased", which is to remember the good past of the ancestors, and sadness and grief are secondary.

The coffin was placed on a stage, surrounded by various flowers, and the priest stood aside to preside over the ceremony.

Mrs. Hall's eulogy at the funeral was not all sad and sad, and the long story piled up Hall's fame during his lifetime, but more of a recollection of some small anecdotes that showed Hall's unique personality, and everyone laughed and diluted a lot of sadness.

Old Hall's relatives and friends took the stage to speak in the same way, and sometimes made the audience laugh.

For example, Sister Hall, who said that he secretly kissed a girl when he was four years old, and then was caught and beaten by the girl's father, and the girl still remembers this incident.

Han Xuan didn't know if Old Hall was still alive, would he let his father speak on stage today, anyway, Hall's family didn't notify him today, and the eulogy written by Han Qianshan would naturally be useless.

After singing the hymn and waiting for the pastor to announce the end, several relatives and friends helped cover the coffin, carried it onto the hearse, and drove all the way east, and other vehicles would not randomly enter the funeral procession, in addition to obeying the regulations of the United States traffic laws, but also respecting the deceased.

The cemetery, named "Angel's Green", is only a few dozen meters away from the residential area, and Americans and Canadians like to live near it, believing that the cemetery has better feng shui.

There were lush trees everywhere, and the east, south, and west sides were densely packed with tombstones, but there were few tombstones on the north side, and Han Xuan was curious about this and turned his questioning eyes to his father.

Han's father straightened his son's windswept hair and explained softly, "The north side is usually the place where criminals, murderers, or suicides are buried. ”

"The north side of the altar of the Christian church is where the Gospel is read, and the main purpose of the Gospel is to make sinners repent, so the north side is set up for those sinners who need to be saved. Aunt Kelly, who is a Christian, knows more about the customs, and added in a whisper.

The tomb has been dug up, and under the influence of the early Western culture of "sun worship", it is generally oriented east-west, that is, the deceased faces east, and a brief farewell ceremony is held when the burial is held, following the parents and saying goodbye to the Hall family.

When you leave, you remember the good part of Hall's personal character, and take away the positive things, and the sadness becomes secondary.

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Flathead National Forest Parkside.

Pooh followed behind a tourist unhurriedly, and the man in front of him was panting and running desperately, and the expression on his face looked like he was about to cry.

Winnie wondered that he was chasing after him, just by the way, and the baby bear was a vegetarian and didn't eat people.

Passing by the foot of the mountain to meet the black-nosed sheep, stop and raise the bear paw to say hello, these little guys are cute one by one, and they are not afraid to see the bear more times, but unfortunately not every bear is Pooh, they still do not understand this truth after losing two or three companions.

Pooh made Bad roar twice, picking up speed.

The tourist even rolled and climbed, how could he have time to think about it, and if he wanted to chase the Kodiak brown bear at the speed of his motorcycle, he couldn't escape on a motorcycle.

Just know to go ahead, expecting to meet other people in this ranch, preferably with guns.

It's no wonder that the snowy mountain ranch has nearly 80,000 acres.

It gave him hope and made him despair.

"This Nima is too big!"