The superstar is here

Chapter 523
During the Ching Ming holiday, Chen Ziang returned to Lin'an, and went back to the countryside with his parents to worship his ancestors.

Tomb-sweeping Day, also known as the Outing Qing Festival, is at the turn of mid-spring and late spring.It is a traditional Chinese festival and one of the most important sacrificial festivals. It is a day for worshiping ancestors and sweeping graves.

The traditional Ching Ming Festival of the Chinese nation began around the Zhou Dynasty and has a history of more than 500 years.

Qingming was originally just the name of a solar term. After historical changes, it has become one of the important "eight festivals of the year" in China. It usually falls around April 4th in the Gregorian calendar. There are two sayings after the 5th day, and the past 10 days belong to the Ching Ming Festival.

The country has designated April 4th as the statutory holiday Qingming Festival, also known as the National Tomb Sweeping Day.

Tomb-sweeping Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Spring Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival are also known as the four major traditional festivals in China.

In the past, Chen Ziang always believed that Qingming Festival was actually celebrated for the living, not for the dead.

After death, everything is empty, ashes return to ashes, and there are no souls and ghosts.

But now, he doesn't know.

Perhaps, the family members in the previous life are burning paper for themselves on this festival.

But even if it burns, he can't get anything.

Ming coins and talisman paper are all money for ghosts in the underworld to go on their way.

It is said that even ghosts need money from the underworld to go on the road. The so-called penny is hard for a hero.

Good man, after the death of a hero, everyone in the world will send money to them, so that these souls can more conveniently and quickly pass through Huangquan, cross the bridge of Naihe, and reach the other shore smoothly...

Regardless of whether the heavenly court of the underworld exists or not, Chen Ziang still solemnly worships his ancestors.

If this is superstition, so be it.

Not all superstitions are bad.

For example, offering sacrifices to ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

People preach that one should honor one's ancestors and one's ancestors during one's lifetime, one should do one hundred good deeds, and one can go to heaven after one's death.

This kind of superstition is positive energy, which stimulates social progress and progress, and is like a spiritual contract that binds living people, so that even if they have resentment before they die, they cannot do things that are harmful to nature.

This is not only to take care of the feelings of the living relatives around us, but also to be able to pass away and enter reincarnation.

Regardless of whether the other two realms exist in the Three Realms, it is a positive superstition to say that the heinous people will go to hell after death and cannot be reborn forever.

When worshiping ancestors, people in the grave are lonely, people outside the grave offer sacrifices, and firecrackers are set off after the worship.

There is a Yin world inside the tomb, and a Yang world outside the grave. Yin and Yang are separated.

Standing outside the grave, Chen Ziang felt that he was so close to life and death, and to the underworld.

On the mountain, parents and relatives and adults weeded the graves together, while young people played around.

In March of Yangchun, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and it is another year when the spring flowers are blooming.

The atmosphere of ancestor worship in Qingming is not heavy, on the contrary, it is very relaxed, and it is one of the happiest moments in childhood for children.

My parents are also in a good mood today, chatting and laughing with relatives and elders.

The grown-ups talk a lot, love life, tell stories and jokes, and all of them are in high spirits. It seems that they don't know, or don't think about it at this time, that one day they will also walk into the grave, lie here, waiting for future generations Come to worship.

"Mom, I'll help you!" Chen Ziang went over and took the sickle from Shi Jia's hand.

"Are you okay?" Shi Jia laughed. His son had lived in the countryside for a few years since he was a child, and left for Lin'an after school. He had never worked in the fields.

"How can a man say no? Look at me!" Chen Ziang held a sickle in his right hand and grabbed weeds with his left.

"Wait!" Shi Jia grabbed Chen Zi'ang's hand, then took off the glove and gave it to him, "It's thin and tender, and it's easy to get cut if you hold it with bare hands."

Chen Ziang had no choice but to stop, put on his gloves, and chat with his mother while weeding.

"Mom, which ancestor is inside?" Chen Ziang asked.

Shi Jia glanced at the grave and said, "It's your great-grandmother."

Chen Ziang looked at the mountains and plains, the elders and younger generations were busy playing and playing near and far around the grave.

"Great-grandmother is blessed that so many descendants come to worship." Chen Ziang lowered his head to mow the grass.

Shi Jia smiled indifferently: "There were many descendants in those days, and today there are still many descendants who have not come, otherwise there would be more people."

As she spoke, she paused for a moment and said, "In the future, you will have to give birth to more than two mothers."

Chen Ziang was not embarrassed, nodded and said: "Well, then there are two, Tongtong should not object."

"It's okay to object, at least two, three or four we can afford." Shi Jia said forcefully: "I will let Tongtong have two more."

Chen Ziang wiped off his sweat: "Mom, the country only allows two children. Tongtong's path in the future is different from ours. She cannot have more than one child."

Shi Jia felt a little regretful: "Then I won't be lonely in the future?"

"Two are enough." Chen Ziang smiled while weeding.

Shi Jia looked at more than 20 people all over the mountains and plains: "It's not as lively as it is now."

Chen Ziang was taken aback, understood what Shi Jia said, and complained, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Shi Jia smiled and said nothing.

With her son by her side, she just suddenly felt something, and the rest of the time was happy.

"Mom, I will get a certificate with Tongtong in two months." Chen Ziang said quietly.

Shi Jia was surprised, her son is getting married!

"Tongtong agreed?" she asked.

"Well, after obtaining the certificate, I can give birth to grandchildren for you." Chen Ziang said with a chuckle.

Shi Jia was taken aback: "So, am I going to be a grandma soon? I still feel like I haven't grown up yet."

Chen Ziang had black lines all over his head.

After a while, Shi Jia looked around and asked Chen Ziang quietly, "Honey, what is the relationship between Guan Xinxin and Guan Tongtong?"

"Very good. Tongtong is very close to Xinxin, and Xinxin is also very kind to Tongtong. They are like a mother and daughter." Chen Ziang said.

"Tell the truth!" Shi Jia slapped Chen Ziang on the shoulder.

Chen Ziang could only say, "Guan Xinxin has hatred in her heart."

Shi Jia was a little worried: "What hate? Is it serious?"

Chen Ziang and Shi Jia didn't hide anything, and sighed, "Do you feel serious about the happiness of a lifetime?"

Shi Jia opened his mouth.

Chen Ziang bowed his head to work: "Tongtong is very dependent on Xinxin and obeys her words, but Xinxin loves and hates Tongtong. Hey, I wouldn't know if we hadn't been together for so long. Xinxin pretended not only to be suffering. , and hatred. I used to think that she only had the world and only her son in her heart, but it turned out that she was just an ordinary person..."

Shi Jia stepped on Chen Ziang's foot and reprimanded him, "Did you say that about him? Don't you cherish it when you get it? You men don't have a good thing!"

Chen Ziang's mind was full of black lines.

"Mom, there are some things you don't know." Chen Ziang was speechless.

"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" Shi Jia was dissatisfied.

Chen Ziang held a sickle, and he and Shi Jia cut further and further apart, no one was around.

"Mom." Chen Ziang said with a complex expression, "The plane that Tongtong and Dandan were supposed to take crashed a few years ago. I'm afraid...it has something to do with Xinxin."

"What?" Shi Jia's face changed suddenly, his eyes were full of panic.

(End of this chapter)