Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1016: Respect Your Ancestors (Part [-])

Sun still looked confused.

Yang Ruoqing simply picked up the mallet in her hand, "Take this mallet as an example."

"This mallet is mine now, and I'm not too rare, but I can use it whenever I need it."

"But if this mallet is stolen by someone else, and I don't buy another mallet, then when I don't need it, I can see the mallet being used so happily in the eyes of others."

"I'm definitely not reconciled."

"I will feel that the mallet is mine and I have to get it back. That's the reason!"

Mrs. Sun seemed to understand a little bit.

"Hey!" The woman sighed.

"If I had known today, why bother? You are already engaged to Tang Yazi, so Zi Chuan should let it go." The woman said.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "Even if she's not engaged to Tang Yazi, she has nothing to do with Mu Zichuan."

Sun nodded: "Tang Yazi is a good boy, if you follow him, your father and I can rest assured."

Yang Ruoqing really smiled this time.

"I feel the same way, hee hee."

……

The old house, the East Wing Room of Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan.

The table of the Eight Immortals was full of New Year's gifts from the four houses.

With a gratified smile on his face, Old Yang looked at the group of children and grandchildren in the room in front of him, and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, all of you are filial."

Lao Yang said repeatedly, and at the same time ordered Mrs. Tan to bring melon seeds and peanuts for everyone to kowtow.

Tan was a little reluctant, "It's not yet the Chinese New Year, and the melon seeds and peanuts are about to be knocked out. I'll wait until they come over on New Year's Eve."

Yang Ruoqing, who was mixed in the crowd, exchanged glances with Da'an when she heard this.

Grandma is picky.

The four houses have sent gifts for so many years, as well as money.

If it was replaced with melon seeds and peanuts, the east wing would have to be flooded.

Yang Ruoqing just slandered a few words in her heart, it didn't matter if she ate or not, as there was no shortage of these foods at home.

But someone yelled out this heartfelt voice.

"I said mother, why are you so stingy? You don't even look at the gifts piled up on the table of the Eight Immortals, what's the matter with knocking a few melon seeds for us?"

The person who spoke was Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu is now six months pregnant, wearing a winter coat, standing there with her hands supporting her back, her stomach stretched out.

Hearing Mrs. Liu's words, Mrs. Tan spit towards Mrs. Liu angrily.

"In a room full of people, you are the only one who is greedy. I miss every needle," Tan said.

Liu pouted.

Yang Shi on the side also smiled.

"Mother, our second room has come all the way back from the town to give your elders New Year's gifts, not to mention cracking melon seeds, there should be a bowl of tea, right?" Yang said.

Mrs. Tan snorted again: "It's only natural for younger generations to respect their elders. Is it possible that I, a mother-in-law, should serve tea and water to my daughter-in-law? Are you not afraid of thunder?"

Yang frowned, but remained silent.

Seeing this momentum, Lao Yang realized that he and Mrs. Tan were just taking stock of these gifts.

I completely forgot about the other things.

While Lao Yang scolded Mrs. Tan for bringing melon seeds and peanuts to entertain the big guys, he poured the tea himself.

Everyone drank tea and kowtowed melon seeds, and listened to Lao Yang's plan for the New Year.

Old Yang cleared his throat, his piercing eyes swept over the children and grandchildren in front of him.

"This year is the first year after our old Yang's family separated."

"I still have the same sentence. I can't write two Yang characters in one stroke. Even if you brothers start from scratch, you are still the people under my feet, and you are all close relatives."

"Father, don't say so many opening remarks, just get to the point..."

The second child, Yang Hualin, couldn't help interrupting.

Today is the birthday of Duke Lanerga, and he will go to the south of the village to celebrate his birthday later.

Hearing Yang Hualin's urging, Old Yang's face was a little ugly.

On the other hand, Mrs. Tan said in a strange way: "In such a hurry, rushing to reincarnate?"

Yang Hualin was startled, but before he could speak, Yang who was beside him was not happy.

"Mom, can you accumulate some virtue? Today is my natal father's birthday, can you say something auspicious?" Yang asked.

Tan snorted and turned away.

Here, Old Yang coughed heavily: "Don't make any noise, let's get down to business."

Everyone's eyes fell on Old Yang.

Yang Ruoqing knew that the next old head Yang would be holding a meeting like that, and it would definitely be a long speech.

She sat on a high stool with Da An, found a comfortable position, put her head on Da An's shoulder, squinted her eyes and listened.

On the other side of the Eight Immortals Table, Old Yangtou spoke again.

"The main purpose of inviting everyone here today is to talk about the ancestor worship this year."

"This year is the first year of offering sacrifices to the ancestors after the separation of the family, and it also coincides with the birth of our first scholar in the old Yang family."

"This year's ancestor worship, our old Yang's family will make it look good. Then the four houses will go to the mountain together to burn incense and kowtow to the ancestors."

"Buy more firecrackers and put them on the ancestor's grave."

"The daughters-in-law put more effort into the offerings for ancestor worship, and the men carry a pair of shoulder poles and shovels."

"Let's drench your grandma's grave again at that time. It rained for several days last time, and the grave has collapsed a bit." Old Yang said.

When everyone heard this, they all whispered to each other below.

After whispering to each other, they began to express their views.

Yang Hua'an shook his sleeves, straightened his back, and was the first to stand up as the eldest brother.

"This year, my son Yongxian passed the examination as a scholar and won honor to our old Yang family. He will definitely go to announce the good news to his ancestors."

"I agree with Dad's proposal, let's do it well on the ancestor worship day." Yang Hua'an said.

Old Yang nodded in relief, then looked at Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin had some reluctance on his face.

"Father, I'm definitely going to burn incense. You guys can do it for me. My waist hurts when it's cold. It's the root of my old disease..."

"I bother!"

Tan spat and directly interrupted Yang Hualin's words.

"As soon as you need to do something, you push back and forth, and your ancestors will be rewarded with blessings, and you won't be the second wife!"

Hearing Tan's words, Yang Hualin smiled.

"Come on, let's talk about being disrespectful to our ancestors, just look at our grandma's grave, and the feng shui is not correct."

"All the good luck went to a girl in the third room. We guys didn't get any good things!"

When Yang Hualin said this, he still didn't forget to glance at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huazhong stood up, frowned and said to Yang Hualin: "How much can you eat, second brother, you are a man, and your skills are not as good as my daughter, so you rely on your ancestors, how shameful?"

Yang Hualin was startled, his face flushed with anger.

Yang Huazhong was not interested in arguing with Yang Hualin.

He turned around and said to Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi: "It doesn't matter if the second brother and the others come to shower the grave, anyway, my third room will definitely go."

"Third brother is right, our fourth room is also going to shower the grave!"

Yang Huaming quickly stood up and shouted for Sanfang.

"As a human being, we must not forget our roots. Our lives are given by our ancestors. We must respect our ancestors." Yang Huaming said.

Yang Hualin looked at Yang Huaming who turned his back on him, and his teeth itched with hatred.

(End of this chapter)