Chapter 3840 Do you want me or not
On the afternoon of the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, the sun was still hanging on the mountainside in the west, and the crackling sound of firecrackers rang out in the village at the foot of the mountain.
Today's "receiving ancestors" will take the deceased ancestors home to celebrate the New Year, and wait until the morning of the third day of the first lunar month to send them off with firecrackers.
This custom has been passed down from generation to generation, and generations of ancestors have warned their children and grandchildren in this way.
This is a way for farmers to miss their deceased relatives, and it is also the beautiful expectation of family reunion for the simple people living in this land.
People should not forget their roots. The incense continues from generation to generation, just like the new leaves of an old tree cover the sky and the sun.
But no matter how lush the new leaves are, the roots will always be deeply rooted in the hot soil under your feet that has given you irrigation.
No matter how far you go or how high you fly, your parents and the land where your ancestors have thrived for generations are your homeland and your hometown!
So at this moment, in the lobby of the old house of the Old Yang family, the gray-haired Old Yang is leading all the children and grandchildren of the Old Yang family, one by one, to the shrines in front of them according to their age and seniority. There are several spiritual tablets on the shelf for worship.
The words on the oldest and oldest spiritual tablet have long been blurred. It belongs to the generation of Lao Yangtou’s grandparents.
Then there are Lao Yangtou's parents, aunt, cousin, etc.
The two spiritual tablets with clearer words are Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin.
They are Lao Yangtou’s eldest son and second son respectively.
After paying homage, Lao Yangtou read the sacrificial text written by his eldest grandson Yang Yongxian in a mellow tone as usual.
Even if Daan is the number one scholar, he is the one who makes the old Yang family shine,
But the task of writing sacrificial articles, Lao Yangtou always handed over to his eldest grandson Yang Yongxian to complete every year.
But Da'an doesn't care about this, because this is the last honor for his cousin, and Da'an is willing to fulfill his wish.
In front, Lao Yangtou stood there and read in a measured tone. Behind him, three brothers, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong, stood side by side in a row with their heads bowed, listening respectfully.
Yang Huaming's condition has improved a bit, and he is basically no longer crazy now, but he is not as talkative as before and is a bit depressed.
Behind the three brothers, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin and other grandchildren stood and listened respectfully, but further back, children like Fu'er, Hong'er, and Kang Xiaozi were very naughty.
You pinch me quietly, I squeeze you quietly, wink, and the solemnity at the front is gone at the back.
It’s still Mianmian, these girls in Xiuxiu are quiet.
Finally, by the time the old Yangtou in front finished reading, the children behind him were already impatient.
"Master, I need to pee!" Kang Xiaozi shouted to Lao Yangtou in front.
Lao Yang turned around and sighed silently when he saw Kang Xiaozi's hare lips that became more and more conspicuous with age.
"Go, go!"
Kang Xiaozi cheered and ran away.
Fu'er and Hong'er were not willing to be left alone. Following them, several children ran to the abandoned patio in front, took out the little birds and peed into the patio.
Lao Yangtou saw him and shouted hurriedly.
“You can’t urinate there, that patio is unusual, it’s where your second uncle walks...”
When everyone heard Lao Yangtou's shout, they quickly turned to see and drive him away.
A few children ran to the door laughing and laughing, and they were extremely happy.
Lao Yangtou smiled bitterly and shook his head, then turned around and raised his hand to touch Yang Hualin's tablet and said: "Second brother, the children are not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as them!"
He glanced at Yang Huaan's tablet next to him again, his eyes filled with sadness. He then picked up Yang Hua'an's tablet and said: "Boss, you are my eldest son. During the Chinese New Year in the past, you stood behind me and helped me to worship my ancestors."
"In the blink of an eye, you have been gone for almost ten years, and the second brother has been gone for eight or nine years."
"Your mother and I are still alive. If we can use How wonderful it would be to exchange my life for the lives of you two brothers, my two short-lived sons..."
Old Yangtou couldn't help feeling sad when he talked about the emotional part, and couldn't help but put Yang Hua'an in his heart. and Yang Hualin held the two tablets in their arms and sobbed.
When Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou saw this, they quickly came over to comfort them.
Yang Huazhong said: "Dad, this is the New Year, it's a good day, don't cry, please be happy and wish it good luck."
Yang Huazhou said: "The eldest brother and the second brother are gone, but there are still three of us brothers. We three brothers will honor you and my mother and provide for you in your old age."
Yang Huaming remained silent.
Because Sifang can no longer make money now, he is almost resting on his laurels.
Fortunately, the second daughter, Ju'er, and the son-in-law, Chen Biao, are responsible and come to send some rice and money every month, so the fourth house is now almost maintained by Ju'er and Chen Biao.
What else can Yang Huaming promise to Lao Yangtou and Tan?
Here, Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming, then at Yang Yongxian, one of the grandchildren, and Yang Yongqing, who was idle.
"Your eldest and second brother's yangshou have all been cultivated on me and your mother. After the New Year, I will be almost seventy years old."
"Seventy years have passed since ancient times. The loess is almost buried up to my neck. For the rest of my life, I don’t think much about it. There are only three things I can’t let go of.”
Having said this, and in today's atmosphere, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou naturally wanted to ask what Lao Yangtou's three wishes were.
"Dad, tell me, let's help and work hard together." Yang Huazhong said.
Lao Yangtou quickly put down the tablet, turned to hold Yang Huazhong's hand and said: "Lao San, with your words, half of dad's wish has come true."
Yang Huazhong smiled, "Dad, Tell me about it.”
Lao Yangtou said: "The first thing I do is to help your eldest nephew, the eldest grandson of our Lao Yang family, Yongxian, find a marriage!"
"This..."
Yang Huazhong couldn't help but raise his head and look towards Yang Yongxian.
It happened that Yang Yongxian also looked up and looked here, with a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't understand why the topic kept turning to his marriage.
"Dad, there is no need to rush my marriage..." he murmured.
Old Yangtou stared: "You will be thirty after the New Year, are you not in a hurry?"
"Those people of your age in the village have several children, and the eldest child is I'm over ten years old and I'm going to be a grandma in seven or eight years. Are you not anxious? "
Yang Yongxian was speechless.
Not to mention the group of people who were the same age as him in the village, even Ping'er, who later had a good relationship with him, is now married to Brother Zhou Sheng and has a daughter. The family is harmonious and beautiful.
That Li Xiuxin back then...
"Third brother, don't listen to Yongxian. It's the New Year, and the first thing you should do is help him find a girl."
< br>"The older lady Mother, or the second marriage of a family without children, our old Yang family wants..."
"Master, you want it, but I don't want it!" Yang Yongxian interrupted Lao Yang angrily. If you say anything, in front of the ancestors of the old Yang family.
(End of this chapter)