Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3834 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 village at the foot of the mountain was filled with the sound of crackling firecrackers.

Today's "acceptance of ancestors" takes the deceased ancestors home to celebrate the new year, and waits 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 the ancestors have warned their children and grandchildren in this way.

This is a kind of longing for the deceased relatives entrusted by the farmers, and it is also the good expectation of the simple people living on this land for the family reunion.

People should not forget their roots, and the incense burns from generation to generation, just like the new leaves of an old tree covering 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 that gives you irrigation.

No matter how far you go, how high you fly, there are parents, and the land where your ancestors have thrived for generations is your homeland, your hometown!

So at this moment, in the lobby room of Lao Yang's old house, the gray-bearded Lao Yang is leading the children and grandchildren of Lao Yang's family to give a few spirit tablets on the shrine in front of them one by one according to their age and seniority. Worship.

The words on the oldest and oldest spirit tablet have long been blurred, it belongs to the generation of old Yangtou's grandparents,

Then there are Lao Yangtou's parents, aunt, cousin and so on.

The two spirit tablets with clearer words are Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin.

They are Lao Yangtou's eldest son and second son.

After worshiping, Lao Yangtou recited the sacrificial text written by his eldest grandson Yang Yongxian himself in a rhythmic manner as usual.

Even if Da'an is the number one scholar, the one who made the old Yang family shine,

But the job of writing sacrificial texts, Lao Yangtou always handed over to his eldest grandson Yang Yongxian to complete every year.

But Da'an doesn't care about these, because this is the last honor of the big brother, and Da'an is willing to help the big brother.

In the front, Old Yangtou was standing there reciting in rhythmic tones, and behind, the three brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Yang Huazhong stood side by side with their heads bowed, listening respectfully.

Yang Huaming's condition has improved a bit, and he is basically not crazy now, but he is not as talkative as before, and he is a little depressed.

Behind the three brothers, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin and other grandchildren stood and listened respectfully, but further behind, the children Fu'er, Hong'er, and Kang Xiaozi were very naughty.

You pinch me quietly, and I squeeze you quietly, winking, the solemnity in the front is here, and there is nothing left.

It's still lingering, these girls are quiet and quiet.

After finally waiting for Lao Yangtou to finish reading, the children behind have already become impatient.

"Master, I want to pee!" Kid Kang yelled at Old Yang in front.

Old Yang turned his head around, saw Kang boy's hare lips that became more conspicuous with age, and sighed silently in his heart.

"go Go!"

Kang boy cheered and ran away.

Fu'er and Hong'er were not willing to be lonely, and following them, several children ran to the abandoned courtyard in front, and directly took out the little sparrow to urinate into the courtyard.

When Old Yang saw it, he shouted hastily.

"You can't pee there, that patio is unusual, it's where your second uncle walks..."

When everyone heard Lao Yangtou's shout, they all turned to look at it quickly and tried to chase it away.

A few children ran to the door laughing and laughing, and the laughter came in, extremely cheerful.

Old Yang shook his head with a wry smile, then turned around and raised his hand to caress Yang Hualin's tablet, saying: "Second brother, children are not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as them!"

He looked at Yang Hua'an's tablet next to him again, his eyes were full of sadness.

Picking up Yang Hua'an's tablet again, he said, "Boss, you are my eldest son. During Chinese New Years in the past, you were the one who stood behind me, helping me and offering sacrifices to my ancestors."

"In a blink of an eye, you've been gone for almost ten years, and the second child has been gone for eight or nine years, too."

"My two old bones, your mother and I, are still alive. It would be great if we could exchange our lives for the lives of your brothers, my two short-lived sons..."

When old Yangtou mentioned the emotion, he couldn't help feeling sad, and couldn't help holding the tablets of Yang Hua'an and Yang Hualin in his arms and sobbing.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou hurried over to appease them.

Yang Huazhong said: "Father, it's a good time for Chinese New Year, so don't cry, just have fun, and hope it's auspicious."

Yang Huazhou said: "The elder brother and the second elder brother are gone, but there are our three elder brothers. Our three elder brothers will honor you and my mother well, and support you until the end of your life."

Yang Huaming remained silent.

Because Sifang can't make any money now, almost all of them are living on their laurels.

Fortunately, the second daughter, Ju'er, and her son-in-law, Chen Biao, are in charge, and they come here every month to send some rice grains and money, so the fourth house is now almost raised by Ju'er and Chen Biao.

What else could Yang Huaming promise to Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan?

Here, Old Yang looked at Yang Huaming, Yang Yongxian among his grandchildren, and Yang Yongqing, who was a fool.

"Your eldest brother and second brother's Yangshou have all been cultivated by me and your mother. After the new year, I will soon be 70 years old."

"It's rare to live in the seventies, and the loess is almost buried up to my neck. For the rest of my life, I don't have much to think about. There are three things that I can't let go of." He said.

Having said so much, and in today's atmosphere, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou naturally want to ask what old Yang's three wishes are.

"Father, tell me, let's work hard together." Yang Huazhong said.

Old Yangtou quickly put down the memorial tablet, turned to hold Yang Huazhong's hand and said, "Third son, with your words, father's wish will be fulfilled in half."

Yang Huazhong smiled, "Father, tell me about it."

Old Yang said: "The first thing is to help your eldest nephew, the eldest grandson Yongxian of our old Yang family, find a marriage!"

"This one……"

Yang Huazhong couldn't help looking up at Yang Yongxian.

It happened that Yang Yongxian also raised his head and looked this way, he was stunned, he didn't understand how the topic turned to his own marriage.

"Father, there is no need to rush my marriage..." he muttered.

Old Yang's eyes widened: "You will be thirty after the new year, are you in a hurry?"

"Those people in the village who are the same age as you have several children. The oldest child is in his teens, and he will be a grandparent in seven or eight years. Are you still in a hurry? What are you in a hurry for?"

Yang Yongxian was speechless for a moment.

Not to mention the group of people in the village who were the same age as me at the beginning, even Ping'er, who later had a good relationship with me, is now married to Brother Zhou Sheng and gave birth to a daughter. The family is harmonious and beautiful.

That Li Xiuxin back then...

"Third brother, don't listen to Yongxian, the Chinese New Year is coming, the first thing to do is to help him find a woman."

"An older girl, or a second-marriage who passed by a family without children, our old Yang's family wants to..."

"Master, you want it, but I don't want it!" Yang Yongxian interrupted Old Yang's words angrily, in front of the ancestors of the old Yang family.

(End of this chapter)