The surname Huang in Chongren is a big surname, there are several big houses in the mother's hall, other ancestral houses in the village have been repaired, Huang Xiangdong said that the ten big houses are in Chongren, five look at the mountain, five to the stream, the people in the village who have been to visit Wudian City feel that it is not worse than that of Wudian City, and the big houses in Wudian City are moved together from other places, not like Chongren, the original taste.

There are a total of eight production teams in Chongrenli, the ten big houses belong to the sixth to eighth production teams, and they also have a place name under the subdivision, called Ding Xiahua, Huang Yixi's family is in the fifth production team, called Su Kengyang, Su Kengyang also has six big houses, which are a little worse than the ten houses of Ding Xiahua, in addition to the ancient house of Huang Yixi's family.

Speaking of this ancient house, Huang Xiangdong's anger does not hit one place, originally Su Kengyang and even the entire village, this big house is the most exquisite, but now, Quan Chongrenli, is their family's ancient house is the most broken, there are several tiles are broken, the rain leaks particularly badly on rainy days, those uninhabited rooms, some of the walls have been half collapsed, only the wooden rafters are left to support, the wild grass is more than half a person high, and it is extremely desolate in the cold wind and bitter rain in winter.

"Why don't you repair it?" Shang Luoyu put down Huang Xiangxi and looked at the exquisite bluestone shadow carving outside the gate, on which the combination of landscapes, flowers and birds was lifelike.

"It's much more beautiful than Zhuang Ting's antique house building. ”

"That family won't let me fix it. Huang Xiangdong raised his head and pointed to the east, carefully leading Huang Xiangxi, the two of them can have a big task today.

Huang Xiangdong is talking about the Huang Pingshan family in the village, Huang Pingshan and Huang Pinggui left after a few years of quarreling because of feng shui problems, Huang Pingshan only has three daughters, the eldest daughter is a son-in-law, and the other two daughters are married.

Although the son-in-law who recruited the door looked like Zhou Zheng, he was a rooster and a dog thief.

His son was taken to prison shortly after he was born and never returned, and I heard that he had passed away some time ago.

Huang Pingshan's eldest daughter raised her son alone and married a wife, and gave birth to a grandson.

Huang Pingshan's wife and eldest daughter have always resented the people in the village after Huang Pinggui left, thinking that everyone looks at Huang Pinggui as rich and favors him.

The mother and daughter doted on the child, and as a result, the child also became a second-rate child.

"To repair them for free or not?What is the reason this time?" Huang Yixi was speechless.

"Saying that the grandson is too young and that the repairs will frighten him. Huang Xiangmei hurriedly said.

"Didn't you say it's bigger than Xiangxi?" Huang Yixi remembered when his aunt went to Baishui Prefecture.

"It's a big month, but she said this, who dares to come to repair, this family is crazy, if something happens, who can afford to provoke it. ”

Huang Xiangdong spread his hands helplessly, "They still dare to live in this broken house, and they are not afraid that it will collapse one day." ”

"Brother Bin, they didn't alarm them when they came over in the morning, right?" Huang Yixi asked Shang Luoyu a little worriedly.

"No, when they came in the morning, this family went to visit the immortals, Huang Huang helped them guard, and grandpa came to talk to them early in the morning, saying that he had invited a suona hand. ”

Huang Xiangdong grinned, as a second-year teenager who knew the inside story but couldn't say it, he was so excited.

Because of the rain, the sacrifices bypassed the patio from the upper hall, and lined up from the porches on both sides to the lower hall, Huang Yixi looked at the suona hand who was stopping to smoke, and wanted to laugh a little, that person was the helper invited by Brother Bin, just now he puffed out his mouth and blew a cheerful tune.

At this moment, he stopped, and there were several village sisters-in-law standing next to him, chatting with him, "Master, why don't you go home for the New Year and take over the work this day!"

"Lawyer Huang paid a lot of money to ask for it. ”

“.......”

After everyone from the Huang family and the ancestral house arrived, Huang Yixi saw that Huang Xiaotian's aunt Chen Shiqin also came, she lowered her head and stood on the periphery.

In the ancient house, Huang Zhixin and Yu Meiqing are the oldest and oldest, according to the rules, worship for Buddha and God is presided over by Huang Zhixin, and respect for ancestors is incense by Yu Meiqing, which is also considered a husband and wife.

However, Huang Zhixin's scope is a little smaller, he only presides at home, unlike Huang Zhixin, who is literate when he worships God, Yu Meiqing is a little expert in the four sentences of Chongren.

Huang Yixi was a little embarrassed and a little proud, every time at this time, she remembered the text she read, Zhao Shuli's "Little Erhei Marriage" in the heroine Xiaoqin's mother Sanxian Gu, she coughed, "My grandma is also educated, but she is different from grandpa, grandpa is an ancient style, grandma is a representative of village culture, such as god-worshipping she can sing:

Send the god of the stove, pay tribute to the king of the stove,

Piglets will eat cheaply. ”

Huang Xiangdong also came over, "She also read it during the Chinese New Year last year."

Say goodbye to the Year of the Rooster and welcome the New Year,

Lucky stars shine brightly,

There is a common food, there is a common point,

Introduce the male to the mother's head,

Holding the baby, holding the golden grandson,

The family is happy and laughing!"

These words may not rhyme when read in Mandarin, but when read in Baishui dialect, it is very subdued.

Now Yu Meiqing is reading, ancestors, this year is the New Year to respect the ancestors, you have to come to eat, eat taro, raise children and grandchildren, eat dried tofu, children and grandchildren are officials, eat vegetables, and children and grandchildren are brilliant........

A few people lowered their heads and laughed, what is singing and reading, this is it.

Taking this opportunity, Huang Yixi gently pinched Huang Xiangdong's arm, Huang Xiangdong was holding Huang Xiangxi at this time, and as soon as he made a move, Huang Xiangxi immediately raised his other hand and said to Yu Meiqing in fear: "Grandma, there is an aunt over there who has blood in her mouth, and she is crying." ”

Just now there was only Yu Meiqing's voice, and now Huang Xiangxi's voice sounded, and everyone consciously looked at Huang Xiangxi's hand, among the dense offerings, there was a bowl of ghost claw snails, and Huang Xiangxi was pointing over there.

The ghost claw snail resembles the devil's hand, so it is called "the ghost claw from hell". But it resembles a dog's paw, also known as a dog's claw snail.

If it's not an auspicious dish, it can't be served.

Yu Meiqing was startled, she didn't dare to point her fingers, and slapped her thigh, "Yao Shouzai, who respects it, take it quickly, I said that the ancestors should not take shellfish, otherwise the ancestors will not be cut and bleed." ”

After speaking, he beckoned everyone to kneel down, "Hurry up, hurry up, go to the ancestors to confess." ”

Everyone knelt down "plopped", none of them suspected Huang Xiangxi, there is a saying in the village that children's eyes are different and can see things that adults can't see.

The wind was cold, and everyone's hearts were cold, but no one dared to leave.

I heard Huang Xiangxi say with a surprised face: "No, that aunt said that she didn't eat a ghost claw snail and cut off her mouth, but was killed, she was asking, Shiqin, why did you harm me?"

Everyone was surprised, and they all looked at the familiar people around them, "Who is Shiqin?"

Only a few people over the age of forty or fifty turned their heads to look at Huang Xiaotian's aunt, and then Huang Yixi suddenly pointed to the offering table and suddenly said, "Cloth."

In front of everyone's eyes, a dark red garment suddenly hung on the offering table, which seemed to be stained with blood.

That blood was pig blood, and Huang Xiaotian used the blood of the pigs at home to dye it before, so that it was used to scare people today.

He also got the ghost claw snail.