It was already two o'clock in the afternoon after the meal.

Yao Jing's cooking skills are still good, and she helped make two dishes, which were basically eaten.

Lin Zhiming had two drinks with his grandfather and uncle, and took Lin Wan'er back to the room for a lunch break drunk, while Yao Jing followed Lin Zhiming's aunt to the street to buy New Year's goods.

"Tut-tut, the things that Zhiming brought back are amazing!" Meng Guangsha stood in the corner of the wall, looking at the things that Lin Zhiming brought back and sighed in admiration.

"What did you bring?" Mencius asked curiously.

"Decades of Moutai, white-shell cigarettes, and abalone and sea cucumbers are all good things, hey, our family can be regarded as a capable person!" Meng Guangsha walked back to the living room with emotion.

At this time, Gao Xuan came out of the kitchen.

"You should have heard what he just said, he came back this time, and he should be as low-key as possible. Gao Xuan said.

"I hear you. Meng Guangsha nodded.

"I discussed with Lao Meng before, I can't tell people about knowing my fate, since I know my fate and I have said that we should keep a low profile, then let's go back to the village, or go to relatives, don't mention too many things about knowing your fate, just say that it is okay to only work in other places!" Gao Xuan said.

"Our old Meng family finally came up with such a capable person, this time when I go back to the village, when I go to my relatives, I can't make a noise, I have a long face!" Meng Guangsha frowned and said.

"What does it have to do with us, no matter how rich you are, do you have to do with us? How many times have I told you, don't compare yourself with others, let alone have vanity, have you forgotten?" Meng Qiwen said with a dark face.

"Got it, got it, don't be angry. Meng Guangsha hurriedly curryed favor.

"Lao Meng is right, a long face should not rely on money, we have never compared with others, so there is no need to publicize the matter of knowing fate, what others want is someone else's business, we must be low-key, not floating, Guangsha, I know that your business has been doing well recently, and you have made a lot of money, but you can't be too high-profile, you can have your current achievements, aren't they all given to you by fate? Gao Xuan also advised.

"I understand, I'm not the kind of person who likes to show off, don't worry!" Meng Guangsha hurriedly said.

"And you, Zijun!" Gao Xuan looked at Mencius and said, "Don't talk about your cousin's affairs, understand? Moreover, your cousin gives you things, and you can't ask for things that are too valuable, and people can take as much things as they have, so that they won't be burdened by things outside their bodies!"

"Yes, grandma!" Meng Zijun saluted Gao Xuan.

"Tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, this is the first Chinese New Year's Eve in our family, you all take me seriously!" Gao Xuan said.

"Yes!" Gao Xuan said at the same time as the three generations of the old Meng family nodded at the same time.

The next day, the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, the whole family of the old Meng family got up.

According to local customs, today, the old Meng family must return to their hometown in the countryside to do the New Year, and then return to their residence to celebrate the Chinese New Year's Eve after the New Year.

The so-called New Year is to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

Zushi Gong is the common ancestor of the people of a village, and Zushi Gong is a local saying.

It stands to reason that Lin Zhiming should go back to the Lin family, and then do the New Year in the Lin family, but this time since he came to his grandparents' house for the New Year, he naturally had to follow his grandparents back to his mother's hometown.

His mother's hometown is a small village below Huade County, less than 20 kilometers away from the county seat, which is very close.

Along the way, you can see the motorcade returning to their hometown, there are many luxury cars in the team, and many people will show their best side of the year at this time, luxury cars, famous watches, good cigarettes, all kinds of preparations, in order to prove that they are good in front of the villagers.

Lin Zhiming drove a low-key Audi A4 when he came back this time, and equipped Li Sina with a more low-key Toyota Camry, so that Li Sina would not be noticed if she followed Lin Zhiming from a distance.

After about twenty minutes of driving, the group returned to the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Meng Guangsha lowered the car window and greeted the people standing on the side of the road from time to time.

In the end, the group parked the car in front of the house built by Meng Qiwen and their production team.

This kind of house has been used in the countryside for many years, and a production team of people builds a building together, and then everyone gets one or two sets, which is much cheaper than buying a house in the county town.

Meng Qiwen and they also have two suites, but they basically don't live in them, so they come back for a stay during the New Year's holidays or something.

"Qiwen!"

"Guangsha!"

"Zijun!"

When the people in the same group saw Meng Qiwen and the others, they greeted each other.

"You're back early enough!" Meng Guangsha said with a smile.

"It's 12 o'clock this year, so you can't come back early!" said a middle-aged man.

"Come and make tea, everyone, I brought good tea!" Meng Guangsha said.

"That's good, try our big boss's tea!" someone laughed.

Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing walked out of the car together, and the two of them also led Lin Wan'er, and the three of them followed Meng Guangsha into the house in front of them.

The house is a row past, and the location of the storefront downstairs is used as a living room.

Meng Guangsha sat on the tea table and began to boil water, while Meng Qiwen and Gao Xuan began to prepare for the New Year.

The neighbors next to him also gathered around at this time, and Meng Guangsha took out the white-shell cigarette given by Lin Zhiming from his pocket and scattered the cigarettes.

"What kind of smoke is this?" someone asked.

"You don't understand this, do you? Meng Guangsha said proudly.

"That's awesome!" said the people around him.

"Who are these two?" someone noticed Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing and couldn't help asking.

"I have to introduce this to you, this is my sister's child and daughter-in-law, this is a fate, this is Yao Jing!" Meng Guangsha introduced.

"It turned out to be Meng Ning's child!" The people around showed surprised expressions, everyone knew about Meng Ning's quarrel with the family at the beginning, and they also knew that Meng Ning had not been in contact with the family for decades, but they didn't expect that Meng Ning's child would appear at this time.

"Zhifang, these are all from one of our production teams, we lived in this place decades ago when we were children, and we lived in wooden houses at that time, and then the wooden houses were demolished, and we built this house!" Meng Guangsha said to Lin Zhiming.

"Hello!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

The people around greeted Lin Zhiming one after another, with a curious look in their eyes, firstly because Lin Zhiming had never appeared in front of them as Meng Ning's child, and secondly, because Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing were both too good-looking, and the two of them also had a detached temperament, which made people feel that the two of them were not simple at a glance.

"Sit down, drink tea!" Meng Guangsha beckoned everyone to sit down, and then took out the tea that he was usually reluctant to drink, and introduced the origin of the tea while making tea, and pretended to be in front of everyone.

Everyone was not surprised by all this, laughing and listening to Meng Guangsha pretending, and then drinking tea worth thousands of yuan a catty, carefully remembering the difference of this tea, so that when he went out to work, he could brag to his co-workers.

After brewing tea for a while, Meng Qiwen walked in with something twisted.

"It's almost time, let's go. Meng Qiwen said.

Meng Qiwen was very prestigious here, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone withdrew, and then everyone went back to their respective homes to get the things they needed for the New Year, and followed Meng Qiwen to the ancestral shrine.

"Yao Jing, don't go, just let your husband go! We're here to help cook for everyone." Gao Xuan said to Yao Jing.

Yao Jing nodded and stayed with Lin Wan'er.

"In this ancestral shrine is the golden body of our old Meng family ancestor duke, every month and a half, Chinese New Year's Eve we all have to come back to worship..." Meng Qiwen introduced some rules of the year to Lin Zhiming while walking, Lin Zhiming listened carefully all the way, and it didn't take long to come to the ancestral temple.

The ancestral hall is a dilapidated wooden house, and the wooden house has a main hall, in which a huge table is placed, and various tributes are placed on the table.

"Knowing your fate, let's stay at the door, and your grandfather will go in for the New Year. Meng Guangsha said to Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming nodded, and stood in the open space in front of the ancestral hall with Meng Guangsha.

This open space is paved at the back, with a concrete floor, and the area is very large.

Many people in the village who came to do the New Year were standing in the open space, chatting with each other.

The old people are busy working in the main hall of the ancestral shrine.

The old people come here to worship, and the young people come here to socialize, many people are working outside, and they can't see each other for a year.

All the people here have the surname Meng, from the same ancestor hundreds of years ago, and now there are dozens of branches.

Meng Guangsha is quite important in the village, he stood in the open space, and immediately someone came up to say hello, one by one Boss Meng.

Meng Guangsha was also very bold in handing out cigarettes, and then talked to everyone about how much money he made last year and what powerful people he befriended.

To sum it up in a word, it is bragging.

Lin Zhiming, as a descendant of Meng Ning, aroused the curiosity of many people, but Meng Guangsha simply said that Lin Zhiming was doing things in other places, and did not say too much, so everyone slowly became less interested in Lin Zhiming.

Lin Zhiming listened to his uncle bragging to others, and looked around curiously.

From time to time, firecrackers rang out, and the ashes of paper money wafted in the air.

At this moment, Lin Zhiming saw a few people walking not far away.

When these people came to the ancestral hall, many people greeted them and surrounded them.

The leader of those people was dressed in casual clothes, his figure was a little bloated, and his head was a little bald, he put his hands behind his back, with a slight pride on his face, no matter what the people around him said, he only nodded slightly, and occasionally opened his mouth to say a few words.

This person was sought after by everyone and walked straight into the main hall.

"Who is this person?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.

"Meng Mingyuan, the leader of a county bureau. Meng Guangsha said lightly, "It is the biggest official in our village, and every time I come back, I am the focus of the whole village." ”

"No wonder!" Lin Zhiming nodded clearly, in a small place like Huade County, the leader of a certain bureau is still very powerful.