I took a loan to work, and I misled the central station.

There is a sharp contrast between cities and rural areas.

Cities basically have a large immigrant population.

As soon as the Chinese New Year comes, everyone goes home.

Even those who buy a house in the city will go back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year.

There are still very few people born and raised in cities.

The main thing is that fireworks cannot be set off in the city, there is no atmosphere at all.

A group of cousins, Wang Mingchang and Wang Changxun, were walking on a trail in the mountains.

Those who come to the mountain to pay homage are basically in groups according to their families.

"Wang Mingchang, I heard that Wang Xuan went to the Spring Festival?"A man about the same age as Wang Mingchang said hello.

"Yes, after dinner, we plan to go see Wang Xuan’s Spring Night together!"Wang Mingchang nodded.

"You have a promising family."The other party sighed.

Hearing the compliments from others, Wang Changxun and several other young men raised their heads and chests. They were all greeted by their peers along the way.

Either they were Wang Mingchang's friends, or they were Wang Changxun's friends.

I don't know. Unconsciously, those who are related to Wang Xuan have a much higher status in the village.

"What's going on?"Wang Changxun saw a thirty-year-old man walking back and forth.

"I can’t find where my grandparents’ graves are."

The man is a little embarrassed.

Wang Mingchang is quite speechless.

You can say that people are unfilial, and they still come to the mountain to pay homage.

Say that others are filial, and they can't even find the ancestral graves.

"Isn’t that the grave of your grandparents?"Wang Mingchang stretched out his hand and pointed.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot the two small graves covered with grass.

The soil on the graves will sink.

Not only does the grass above have to be pulled out every year, but it also has to be filled up. Soil.

I guess it hasn't been taken care of for several years.

The man quickly ran over with fireworks and incense candles.

The incense in question is the flame of the incense candles in front of the grave and the altar table.

It represents life and inheritance.

It is said that Chinese people have no faith.

They are short of money. When you want to have a baby, you worship the God of Wealth. When you want to have a baby, you worship the Thousand-Armed

Avalokitesvara. In fact, China’s belief is not in any gods, but in the ancestors.

Many people will say that I am ashamed of my ancestors.

I don’t have the face to meet them. To the ancestors.

Guangzong Yaozu is everyone's ideal.

Returning wealth and honor to one's hometown is the obsession of young men.

This is also part of the reason why the Chinese inheritance has remained standing for thousands of years.

No matter how stupid the emperor is, he will unify China is our own responsibility.

This is the power of inheritance.

Therefore, the customs of Wang Xuan’s hometown are quite reliable.

The next morning, before dawn, I had to come to the mountain to pay New Year greetings to my ancestors.

Then I went home to have breakfast, and then went to Murakami Relatives came to pay New Year's greetings.

Wang Xuan's grandparents left early.

A dozen young men came to the graves of Wang Xuan's grandparents.

The two graves were close to each other.

The crackling firecrackers were set off immediately.

More than a dozen people, Each firecracker was set off for more than ten minutes.

Then candles were lit and the artist inserted three sticks of incense. There was almost no room left in front of the grave.

This is called a strong incense.

In Wang Xuan's grandfather's generation, three of the five brothers left.

There are also Wang Xuan's great-grandfather and grandmother who need to pay homage.

His great-grandfather's parents also need to pay homage.

This trip took almost an entire afternoon.

It was already four o'clock when I got home.

How much is the New Year's Eve dinner in the countryside? It's so early.

At four o'clock, the crackling firecrackers continued one after another.

Wang Xiaoting, Wu Fang and Wang Jianguo sat at the dining table and started the feast. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!) The rural areas in the south are not It’s the same as in the north.

I don’t eat dumplings on thirty nights.

In most places, I drink rice wine.

Then there are large pots of chicken, duck and fish on the table.

There are no vegetables in sight.

"Hey, your brother is not here, it feels so deserted.～"Wu Fang sighed

"The son is his biological son, isn’t the daughter?"Wang Xiaoting curled her lips

"Eat it, career is still important for men."Wang Jianguo opened a bottle of Maotai.

Wang Xiaoting bought it for him. It had been stored for several months and was opened today.

This bottle of wine costs several thousand yuan.

The old man really couldn't bear to drink it.

It wasn't Wang Xiaoting who urged him, but Wang Jianguo didn't. You have to save it until Wang Xuan or Wang Xiaoting gets married.

Wang Xiaoting can't eat it, but she still has to take two bites during the Chinese New Year.

It's really a bit deserted for three people to celebrate the New Year.[]

Wang Jianguo has two brothers, Wang Changxun’s father.

In the past, when Wang Xuan's grandparents were still alive, they would celebrate the New Year together.

Not anymore.

Finished the New Year's Eve dinner in a hurry.

Wu Fang couldn't wait to call Wang Xuan.

It's only five o'clock.

It will be a few hours before Chunxi airs.

Wang Xuan is backstage at Chunwan, preparing for the final work.

The hosts all carried the manuscripts on their backs.

Although I have the opportunity to watch it every time I go on stage, I still have to be familiar with it.

The actors also sat through their final work.

Ten minutes on stage, ten years off stage.

During this period of time, Sabei Ning and Zhang Shuyue were really tortured.

Kang Hui's devilish training improved their on-the-spot reaction ability several times.

I also have a lot of plans in mind to cope with Wang Xuan's words.

Wang Xuan received a call from his mother and quickly found a secluded place:

".~ Have you had New Year’s Eve dinner?"Wu Fang looked at her son on the phone, her eyes full of longing.

"Mom, not yet"

"I have to eat it in the late spring."

Wang Xuan and his mother stretched the length

"The kids are busy, so let’s just chat for a few words."Wang Jianguo's voice came from the mobile phone.

"That's okay, your cousin and the others are coming to our house to see your Chunmi later."Wu Fang said

"They don't play cards anymore?"Wang Xuan asked speechlessly. (Zhao Qianzhao)

"They said they were watching while playing cards."

Wang Xuan was also quite speechless.

This is probably the first time that cousins ​​have gathered together like this.

Thirty nights in the south, some played cards after dinner, some played slot machines, some played slot machines, and some set off fireworks.

Basically.

They chatted for a few words and then hung up. Wang

Mingchang sat in Wang Xuan's house, chatting with Wang Jianguo.

Then one after another, cousins ​​walked into the yard.

Not only Wang Mingchang There are people of Wang Jianguo's generation.

In a short while, the yard was full of people.

Both generations have quite a lot of benevolence.

Wang Changxun's generation has almost exceeded twenty.

There are more than ten brothers, plus There were five, six, seventy-eight girls who didn’t bid.

Wang Jianguo also had more than a dozen brothers in his generation.

Wu Fang was busy getting fruit plates and moving stools.