Rebirth: I Have a Spiritual Spring

Chapter 185 Worshiping Ancestors and Worshiping God

Fucai hurriedly explained: "Brother, that's not what he meant. We just don't understand that Zhang Jianye's family only has four people. Why are so many homesteads occupied!"

Zhang Yongnian knew what these people were thinking, and warned: "If someone has a lot of homestead land, it's because I have the ability! If you don't accept it, go to your father! This is a civilized era under the rule of law, and they have proof, even if you are jealous, No move!

Instead of coveting others, why don't you think about why you are so useless? You were just as poor before, why are people doing so well now, but you can't even build a house of 50 square meters! "

The three of them turned blue and white at Zhang Yongnian's words, and left Zhang Yongnian with anger in their stomachs. However, although they were jealous, they did not dare to do anything. They just spread some unpleasant rumors around the village. Those words It's not painful or itchy to the Zhang family of four, and they don't care.

Zhang's father was so happy when he thought of Zhang Yongnian's shocked and proactive attitude that he walked with wind. After a while, he led Zhang Wanwan back to the old house. Just as Zhang's mother and Zhang Baiyan were back, the four of them worked quickly to prepare for the noon memorial ceremony. Ancestor food.

Zhang Wanwan helped fold the vegetables and saw that Zhang Baiyan had already taken care of the other ingredients, and there was Zhang's father helping Zhang's mother over there, so she simply went aside to fold the gold and silver paper.

It would be an exaggeration to say that Zhang’s mother had not worshiped her ancestors for many years, and she seemed to want to make up for all her previous debts at once. She bought several piles of gold and silver paper. People would use more than a dozen rolls at most to worship their ancestors at one time. The amount she prepared was more than ten times that of others, and it was impossible to fold all of it. She just passed the time out of boredom, which was more or less her own.

It was around twelve o'clock at noon before Zhang's mother and Zhang's father prepared the dishes for ancestor worship. There were eighteen full plates of various meats and seafood, as well as fruits and vegetables, which were so dazzling that Zhang Wanwan was dazzled.

The ancestor worship activity ended at half past one, and the gold and silver paper burned for almost an hour, causing the neighbors to come over to see what was going on.

After Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were busy with ancestor worship, they started preparing to worship Tiangong in the evening.

Seeing them working in the kitchen all day, Zhang Wanwan felt tired. Perhaps it was because there was nothing for the brothers and sisters to do. The two also took the time to look at the family's fields and homestead. Based on their memories, Zhang Wanwan and Zhang Baiyan walked around a little bit. During this period, I met some villagers and found that some people were hostile to them.

Zhang Wanwan frowned slightly, but remained silent. He turned around and left without saying hello to those people.

When they returned, some people began to say that they were rude and looked down on country people. Of course, those people could only vent their jealousy and dissatisfaction in this way.

After eating and drinking, the afternoon flew by quickly. When night fell, fireworks were already blooming in the sky over Qingpu, but the sound came from a relatively distant place, and they hadn't started here yet.

It was very windy and cold at night in the seaside village. After standing outside for a while, I started to shiver. Mother Zhang asked the two brothers and sisters to sit in the main house.

After being bored, the two started playing games. Zhang's mother and Zhang's father were still busy in the yard, setting offerings on the table, lighting incense and candles, hanging yellow paper, etc. They didn't stop until almost ten o'clock.

Bye bye, we have to wait until midnight, there are still two hours, and with nothing to do, Zhang’s mother simply took out a few hundred-yuan bills from her pocket and handed them to Zhang Baiyan, “Take your sister to the village canteen to buy some fireworks, and we will set them off tonight. Fireworks."

Seeing Zhang's mother's cheerfulness and generosity, the brother and sister felt a little incredible. Looking at each other, they both stood up and went out with the family's flashlight.

There are generally no street lights in the village, and only places on the main roads where people come and go can install a light bulb. They went to the canteen in the village, and they walked on all kinds of narrow paths, which were so dark that even the road under their feet was dark. You can't even see them, and it's common to step into pits.

Zhang Wanwan followed Zhang Baiyan closely, relying on the faint light of the flashlight until she reached the canteen in the village.

This place is close to the temple, but the lights are dim and it is very lively. However, the canteen is a bit shabby, and the things purchased seem to be of poor quality. Perhaps because of the Chinese New Year, the most conspicuous place in the canteen is full of fireworks. The two of them didn't buy something and ask for the price like the people in the village did. They directly chose one of all types of fireworks and paid quickly. Before leaving, Zhang Baiyan reported his home address. They were as big as fireworks. Usually the canteen will deliver the items to your door. The two of them came and returned empty-handed, but they were missing two or three hundred dollars.

Zhang Boyan returned the remaining money to Zhang's mother and talked about the things he bought. Zhang's mother just nodded to show that she knew and said nothing.

After eleven o'clock, the person from the canteen finally arrived on a motorcycle to deliver the items.

Before Zhang Wanwan moved, Zhang's mother couldn't wait to run out to greet him, shouting at a loud voice: "Old Zhang, Boyan, come here and help!"

Father Zhang smiled helplessly and muttered as he walked out: "Why is your mother more childlike than you? Isn't it just to set off fireworks to make her happy?"

Even so, Zhang's father was not slow and quickly helped Zhang's mother move things into the yard.

Mother Zhang reminded: "You guys will set off the fireworks later, I'm going to set off the firecrackers!"

"Mom!" Zhang Wanwan was a little stunned.

Mother Zhang smiled sarcastically, her face slightly red, but no one else could see it in the night, "My family didn't have the conditions before. When I was young, I envied other families who could always set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year. Even setting off small fireworks like that was a luxury for us. , and it was like that again when I married your dad. I haven’t had a good Chinese New Year in Qingpu for a long time. I have a rare chance this year, so I want to make the most of it!”

"Okay! Let it go! You can put as much as you want! If it's not enough, I'll buy more!" Father Zhang echoed dotingly.

One sentence made Zhang's mother so happy that she felt like she was floating when she walked.

The show of affection between the two was almost unbearable. Zhang Wanwan and Zhang Baiyan asked: "My parents are spreading dog food, have you received it?"

Zhang Boyan nodded seriously.

"Don't you have any ideas?"

Zhang Boyan shook his head.

Zhang Wanwan: "." Is this really the rhythm of being alone?

At midnight, Zhang's mother started to burn incense and asked the whole family to go over and bow. She kowtowed several times in succession. Zhang's father and Zhang's mother had pious and serious faces. Zhang Wanwan and the others did not dare to deal with it, so they obediently followed the process. Following the etiquette, it was not until Zhang's mother asked Zhang's father and Zhang Boyan to burn gold and silver paper that Zhang Wanwan hurried over to help.

There were several piles, and circles of smoke drifted away with the cold wind. The air in Qingpu was filled with the smell of smoke tonight.

(End of chapter)