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In the courtyard, Jiang Wuyou also had people pave large bluestone slabs on the road from the entrance of the courtyard to the main room, as well as the roads leading to the kitchen and side houses.

The courtyard wall was originally planned to be built with blue bricks, but the construction of new houses has already cost a lot, so when it comes to the courtyard wall, we have to be a little frugal.

In the end, the base of the courtyard wall was built with blue bricks, which was two feet high, and the upper part was built with earthen bricks.

This is completely tidied up, and it is already the [-]th of August.

For the time being, the new house has to be aired to remove moisture and ventilate, so they still live in Fu Yuan's house during the first Mid-Autumn Festival in Fujiazhuang.

This is also Jiang Wen's first Mid-Autumn Festival in this era. The days go by so fast, so long has passed before he knows it.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have not seriously recalled my life in modern times for a long time, and I have really begun to realize that what I have come, I will be at ease.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, although it is an important festival of the year, but because the time coincides with the harvest of autumn crops, in comparison, the joy of harvest is more than the atmosphere of the festival.

Because the Jiang family's field is a late crop, the grain-packed peanuts in the field are not yet ripe, and they have to wait a few days before the peanuts can be grown. This Mid-Autumn Festival, the Jiang family can take a break from their busy schedule to spend it well.

Jiang Wen went to the town to buy peanut kernels, melon seeds, rock sugar cubes, and brown sugar, etc. Some of them were used to make moon cakes, and some like brown sugar were reserved for Mrs. Zhao.

Zhao's belly, which has been nine months old, looks astonishingly big, as if she could give birth at any time, so Jiang Wen has already started to prepare the things that should be used.

In recent years, Fu Yuan has never celebrated any festivals well. This year, because of the Jiang family's renting, the family's popularity has increased, and it can be regarded as a blessing to have a good festival.

On August [-]th, Zhao and Jiang Wen made moon cakes together and specially fried four or five dishes.

At night, when the bright moon is in the sky, the moon in the sky falls into the mortal world by mistake like a jade platform, and the clear light casts a hazy silver veil on the night.

Mrs. Zhao placed sacrifices in the yard, lit incense sticks, and worshiped the moon, praying for the safety of the family and praying for her husband to live happily in the sky.

There is a folk custom that men do not worship the moon, so Zhao specially placed a table of sacrifices for Fu Yuan, asking him to pay homage to his deceased family members.

Fu Yuan knelt in front of the sacrificial offering table, silently worshiping his parents who died young, two lines of tears fell down his face unconsciously.

For so many years, Fu Yuan has never been so serious and openly worshiped his parents.

Because he was a malevolent star in others' mouths, an unknown person who killed his parents, so even during the holidays, when Fu Yuan wanted to pay homage to his parents, he would secretly go to the grave to pay homage.

Because I was still young, I could barely afford food and clothing, so I never had the ability to prepare so many sacrifices.

Because of the arrival of this family and the borrowing, Aunt Jiang's family did this for herself. Fu Yuan couldn't help being sad and moved.

After praying in his heart, Fu Yuan inserted the burning incense stick in his hand into the incense burner, then kowtowed deeply, wiped away the tears on his face, and raised his head again, Fu Yuan's face was already peaceful.

(End of this chapter)

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