Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 3 Eighteen Generations of the Wang Family Send Thank You Letters
Qingping Village.

Standing against the mountain, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the sky is as clean and clear as if washed with water.

Intoxicating blue.

The terraced fields outside the village stretch as far as the eye can see, the rural houses with red tiles and earthen walls are scattered on both sides of the country road, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking is one after another.

It rained last night and the road was a bit muddy.

"Here, get out of the car!"

Wang Dabao parked Wuling Hongguang in the open space outside the village.

This is Wang Xiaobao's hometown.

He was born here, and moved to Luohe City with his father Wang Dabao after his grandfather died.

"Hey, Dabao, I'm back to worship my ancestors and go to the grave!"

"Ah! This is Xiaobao. He has grown so big in a blink of an eye. Look at how handsome he is!"

"It's exactly the same as when Dabao was a child."

The villagers recognized Wang Dabao, greeted with smiles, and kept praising Wang Xiaobao.

Wang Xiaobao said hello politely, calling him uncle, aunt, grandpa, grandma.

A few girls who seemed to be about the same age as Wang Xiaobao stood beside them, looking at Wang Xiaobao curiously, discussing something in whispers.

Maybe they were playmates when they were young, but Wang Xiaobao didn't come back all year round, so he couldn't recognize them anymore, so he all called sister hello.

"Bah! Little Treasure has gone bad!"

Several girls ran away blushing.

Wang Dabao passed cigarettes to everyone, and everyone stood on the ridge, smoking cigarettes and chatting about daily life.

Wang Xiaobao removed the paper goods from the car.

Whether it was a Maserati, a private jet, or a colorful blond girl, the villagers were stunned, and some people dropped the cigarettes on the ground.

Wang Dabao pretended to be helpless and said: "The child is ignorant and spends money recklessly!"

The villagers came back to their senses, but they all gave thumbs up and praised: "Old Wang's family has a filial son, your ancestors are blessed, and today you will smile at Jiuquan."

After talking for a while, it began to drizzle again.

Wang Dabao bid farewell to the crowd, and led Wang Xiaobao along the winding mountain road beside the terraced fields, and slid and slipped to the halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the tall and short mounds are graves.

It was covered with weeds, some of the tombstones could not be seen, and there were a few standing crookedly in front of the tomb.

"Counting from your grandfather up to eighteen generations, the ancestors of our old Wang family are all buried in this mountain depression."

While Wang Dabao was talking, he came to a grave, startled a group of pheasants in the grass by the grave and flew away.

"Tomb of the late father Wang Chongbao"

This is the tomb of Wang Xiaobao's grandfather, whose name is Wang Chongbao.

"In a flash, your grandfather has been gone for ten years. He has a hard life, and he has not caught up with the good times!"

Wang Dabao touched the tombstone with his hands, with a gloomy expression.

Wang Xiaobao comforted: "I brought a lot of paper goods this time, so I will burn some more for grandpa, and then I will burn a foreign girl."

Wang Dabao touched Wang Xiaobao's head, and smiled with relief, "Your grandpa will definitely like it."

"Come, light candles, kowtow, burn incense, and burn paper"

The two got busy.

Wang Xiaobao burned the remaining paper money, Gao Xiang, Maserati sports car, private jet, and a few foreign girls around.

This was burned to other ancestors and ancestors who were buried in this land.

Wang Dabao took two bottles of Erguotou and poured them all over the grave.

Wang Xiaobao knelt in front of his grandfather's grave, watching these colorful paper goods turn into ashes in the fire with black smoke, he muttered silently in his heart
"Grandpa, all ancestors, dear ancestors of the Wang family, hello, I am Wang Xiaobao!"

"Today is Ching Ming Festival, I'm going to the grave to burn paper for you."

"I don't want any surprises."

"I just hope that my ancestors will bless my parents in good health, bless my sister to get married as soon as possible, and bless me to be admitted to a good school."

"By the way, Maserati, private jet, and blonde girl, have you received it?"

Wang Xiaobao couldn't stop thinking about it.

"My dear grandson, the gift has been received. Tonight, pay attention to your bedside table, there is a surprise."

A long-lost voice suddenly appeared and rang in Wang Xiaobao's mind.

"grandfather?!"

Wang Xiaobao was startled and looked around.

But did not see any abnormalities.

He put his ear close to Grandpa's tombstone and listened carefully, but he didn't hear any sound.

"Strange, did you have hallucinations just now?"

Wang Xiaobao blinked in confusion.

When we returned to Luohe City, it was already evening.

Wang Xiaobao was very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep lying on the bed, thinking about the voice of grandpa he heard in the cemetery today in his mind
"Tonight, pay attention to the bedside table, there are surprises."

Is it true?

Will there really be a surprise?
"Let's see tonight!"

Wang Xiaobao pondered.

He doesn't believe in strange powers and chaotic gods, and he doesn't believe in feudal superstition, but at this moment, he has some inexplicable expectations in his heart.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was still early, only eight o'clock in the evening.

Simply take out a set of English test questions to do.

I did ten questions, got a pair of answers, and got eight wrong.

"Not bad, progress!"

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaobao's face, this time he got one more question right than last time.

Before you know it, the night is getting deeper and deeper.

Soon, it was 11 o'clock.

It's time.

"Whoo~"

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the room, making it eerie and cold.

The light bulb flickered on and off.

"squeak~"

The bedside table also rang, as if it had been opened.

"Who?!"

Wang Xiaobao was taken aback, but there was no one around him.

In the small room of about ten square meters, the lights were bright again, the furniture and bookcases were clearly visible, and there was a half-eaten kiss film on the table.

Wang Xiaobao looked puzzled, opened the bedside table, but suddenly widened his eyes.

There was an extra letter in the bedside table.

The letter paper is black, icy and cool, with a strange light flowing, and the white font on it is very neat.

Wang Xiaobao recognized it, it was Grandpa's handwriting.

"It's been ten years since Grandpa died, how can he still write letters?"

"Is this a letter from hell?"

He looked closer.
On the head of the letter, there is a big title - "A Letter of Appreciation from the Eighteenth Generation Ancestors of the Old Wang Family"

"Xiaobao, my good grandson, your gift has been received."

"The eighteen generations of ancestors of our old Wang family are very satisfied, especially your blond girl, who keeps pace with the times, is coquettish and beautiful, and was dedicated to a big man here."

"You've given us a lot of face. Our branch has stole the limelight. The other branches are very envious, hahaha"

"Maybe it won't be long before Grandpa will be promoted."

"But grandpa won't forget you, because it's all thanks to your good grandson!"

There are three thousand words eloquently, mostly words of thanks and excitement.

But it also revealed a lot of amazing information.

"After Grandpa died, he became an official?!"

"It seems to be doing well!"

"In addition, there seem to be many branches of the old Wang family, and the grandfather's branch can only be counted as one of them."

Wang Xiaobao was surprised.

The Wang surname is indeed the largest family in the world, and it is equally prosperous over there.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaobao suddenly felt proud of being part of the Wang family.

Read on.
"Finally, in order to express our gratitude, the eighteen generations of ancestors of our old Wang family voted collectively and decided to give you the title of 'Most Dutiful Son', Xiaobao."

"There is also an optional reward:
"1. Grandpa picked you up here for a reunion, to be an official for three generations;
"2. You gave grandpa a foreign girl, and grandpa gave you a little ghost girl;

"3. If your good grandson doesn't like 1 and 2 above, you can also express a wish, and grandpa and eighteen generations of ancestors will try their best to satisfy you."

ps: Going home for the New Year, the mountain was suddenly blocked by heavy snow, and I couldn't get out. For the time being, 1 chapter a day.

After returning to the city, 2 updates per day

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