Lady Caisang: My husband is a little sweet

Chapter 308 Yes
After the beginning of autumn, the weather was no longer so hot, but there were no two baskets to go. Gu Qingya still didn't know much about the customs in the capital, and she still prepared for the mid-July Hungry Ghost Festival according to the rules of her hometown.

Aunt Ting is not idle either, she is a distant branch of the Jiang family, but also belongs to Xiangyang Mansion, the customs are not too different from Sanhua County, so when preparing things, they always prepare double portions.

With the permission of Gu Qingya and Jiang Rongan, their family can also worship their ancestors here. Of course, they also have a sense of proportion. They will not do it at the main entrance, but at the backyard. Open the back door, set up the table, and then Light incense and invite ancestors to enjoy offerings.

Cheng Shui struggled for a long time. She knew that Aunt Ting's family did not sell their bodies, but were assigned to Jiang Rongan by the clan, so it would not be a big deal to be able to make these demands.

But she is different from her younger brother, they have already sold their bodies, to put it bluntly, their lives are in the hands of Jiang Rongan and Gu Qingya, and they must be their masters, giving up their ancestors and surnames.

In an era when clans and surnames were valued very much, slaves were very low. Without ancestors, ancestral temples, freedom, and nothing that belonged to them, it was a very sad thing.

Even though her and her younger brother's surnames were not deprived, they still kept their original surnames, and even the master kindly asked their siblings to learn to read and learn the rules, and the younger brother was taken by the two masters to teach them sooner or later.

They all survived, and this is the most important thing. After thinking about it again and again, Cheng Shui didn't ask to worship his parents, or else he couldn't recognize his identity.

Gu Qingya attaches great importance to this sacrifice, after all, it is in a different place, and she is pregnant now, so she can't be in a different place like some people think, so the sacrifices can be saved.

No matter it was paper money or other things, Gu Qingya had gone through them one by one. Aunt Ting had prepared them very well, and even prepared the Pudu at the door.

I heard from Aunt Ting that there is a family in the county town. From the first day of July to the [-]th of July, each village takes turns to worship the dead spirits every day, and on the [-]th of July, everyone worships their ancestors together.

Gu Qingya had heard about it before, but she didn't go into details, but Aunt Ting said that in the capital, there will be rich and noble families inviting monks or Taoist priests to serve as dojos to save sentient beings. It is very grand and can last for a month.

Gu Qingya herself lived in seclusion and didn't pay much attention to it, so she didn't know which one in the capital jointly opened a dojo this year.

Walking around in the yard, Gu Qingya suddenly felt that something was wrong. Sooner or later, the brothers are not yet married, but there are relatives and parents at home, so they don't need to participate in the worship. At that time, burn the paper money and make it easy. After all, the big man's Can't ask for much.

But why didn't the Cheng Shui siblings prepare?Gu Qingya wondered, the siblings didn't look like they would forget their ancestors, could it be that they didn't have enough money?
Gu Qingya didn't know what the people who became slaves would pay attention to, and of course she didn't know some of the tricks in it.

Called Cheng Shui, who was working hard to make tiger-toed shoes, Gu Qingya looked at the little girl with dark skin, she had gained a lot of flesh compared to when she first came here, she was very hardworking, with her around, she made herself more lazy .

"Cheng Shui, don't be nervous, you didn't do anything wrong." Seeing that the little girl's fingers were twisted into twists, Gu Qingya comforted her, "I just want to ask, tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, you guys Don't siblings prepare something to worship your parents and ancestors?"

Cheng Shui raised his head suddenly, his face was full of surprise, "Ma'am, can we?" There was a little trembling in his voice, which made people feel weird.

Gu Qingya frowned slightly, "Why not, it is a matter of course to worship parents and ancestors, what are you afraid of?"

"Madam, don't you know?" Cheng Shui was moved by Gu Qingya's concern, but what he said just now made her understand that his wife obviously didn't understand some things about slaves.

"What should I know?" Gu Qingya felt strange, her brows were furrowed, is there anything she doesn't know?
"We sold ourselves as slaves, removed our surnames, and will be masters in the future." Naturally, there is no such thing as worshiping ancestors, and Cheng Shui didn't want to hide this from Gu Qingya.

"Is there such a thing? Is it stipulated by the law?" Gu Qingya frowned. Is there such a thing in the law?

"I don't know, but this is the case for all slaves. Even if they want to worship their ancestors, many do so secretly." Unless it is those who have been slaves for several generations, they are naturally allowed to worship.

Gu Qingya felt that her cognition was once again challenged, "I know, we have not deprived you of the right to worship your ancestors here, take your brother and go out and buy all the things while it's still early Already, let's go to the backyard to worship with Aunt Ting tomorrow."

Cheng Shui's eyes widened when she heard the words, she couldn't believe what she heard, she knelt down on her knees without thinking, "Ma'am, you and the young master's great kindness, my brother and I will never forget it, we will never forget it." I will be a cow and a horse to repay you."

"Get up." Gu Qingya turned her body to the side. She doesn't like people kneeling towards her. In her mind, she kneels down to her parents, and in addition to kneeling and prostrating on certain occasions , other kneeling is an act of shortening one's life, especially since she is still pregnant with a child.

"Thank you, ma'am." Cheng Shui got up, hesitated, "Madam, what do you want to eat, how about I bring some back for you?"

"Well, I didn't think of it for the time being, I'll look at it later." Gu Qingya felt that she was still hungry, so let's talk about it later, "Okay, you guys hurry up, don't forget about my side."

In the wing room on the left, one person is lying on the kang with his legs crossed, while the other is sitting at the table and reading a book seriously. The two of them are sitting on their own things, but they are leisurely.

Jiang Songwan on the bed turned over, and said to Jiang Songzao at the table, "I thought I would be busy with various things when I came to the capital. Gossip girl."

"Why, do you really want to go through life and death?" Jiang Song closed the book early, and turned to face Jiang Songwan, "If you have time, you can read more and learn something. The future achievements of the young master are definitely not small. We want Follow him all the time, at least to fill your brain."

"Brother, are you so optimistic about him?" Jiang Songwan lowered his voice, a man would have a fighting spirit, if he hadn't been sent to Jiang Rongan's side, he would have gone to sea by now.

"That's right, don't you think it's extraordinary that he can be valued by King Qi and His Majesty at the same time. Sometimes some things don't show up, but that doesn't mean they don't exist." Jiang Songzao looked at the Xingmang Cave. He never doubted his own vision, and following Jiang Rong'an also meant that the two brothers could escape the control of the family temple.

Just like Jiang Rongan, if the family temple has to look at Jiang Rongan's face and act on it, strength is the last word.

(End of this chapter)