There is an order in which things are burned to the ancestors.

If it is something small, such as a university admission letter and other objects that do not need to alarm all the ancestors, go to the graves of several ancestors who are close to you, and the order of burning them is basically the same as the order of worshipping ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

If it is an object such as a doctoral diploma that needs to alarm all ancestors, go to the ancestral hall to burn it first, and then burn it in front of the ancestors' graves in the order of worshipping ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

Jiang Feng's level is higher than the doctor's diploma, so he not only burns but also sets off firecrackers, so that the ancestors of the underground know that the junior in the family has produced a great character.

Of course, before burning them, these copies had to be appreciated by Jiang Feng's grandparents.

"Mom, look at this, this is a promotional photo taken by Xiao Feng when he participated in the competition, I specially picked the best one to copy. Wang Xiulian began to introduce the copies to Jiang Feng's grandmother one by one.

Jiang Feng's grandmother squinted her eyes at the photocopied photos, and the smile on her face was never put away: "I've seen this, we all watched the live broadcast of Xiaofeng's game." ”

"Yes, yes, sister, when Xiaofeng competed, our whole family watched the live broadcast together. The uncle hurriedly agreed.

Wang Xiulian ignored him and continued to introduce the next one: "Mom, look at this, when Xiaofeng won the runner-up and received the award, I deliberately took a good screenshot." ”

"The one in my father's hand is a copy of the January issue of "Zhiwei", which reports on the dishes made by Xiao Feng, and has an exclusive interview! ”

Jiang Feng's grandfather smiled from ear to ear while holding a copy full of words.

"And these, all of them are related reports of Taifeng Building, and they all have Xiaofeng's name. ”

"This, this is the report of the game. ”

"These are all good reviews written by the guests in the store to Xiao Feng, but there are many of them, the praise is overwhelming, Xiao Feng's dishes are in short supply every day, and it is difficult to find a dish!"

"These, and these, all of them!" Wang Xiulian said with her eyebrows fluttering.

Jiang Feng: ......

His mother really spared no effort to show off to his ancestors, and even took the praise of the guests to make copies.

Jiang Feng's grandparents looked at this and that, and felt that each one was very good, and each one was worth showing off to their ancestors.

"Xiao Feng has grown up, and he has a future!" Jiang Feng's grandmother could only read these words over and over again.

"Yes, yes, Xiao Feng has grown up and has a future. The eldest uncle and the second uncle echoed like worms.

The eldest aunt Li Hong originally felt uncomfortable when she heard Wang Xiulian boast about Jiang Feng, but found that her husband not only defected, but also completely defected, and went to wave the flag and shout for the enemy camp, which made her even more unhappy.

"It's really strange these years, it was originally a family of scholars who had a career, and now there is a cook who works for others in the family. Li Hong whispered.

Although the voice was small, Wang Xiulian still heard it. As long as others are saying bad things about her, she can hear even if the voice is as small as a mosquito.

If someone with a better temper pretends not to hear it, it is fine, but Comrade Wang Xiulian is not a person of this character at all. Not only does she like to crush her enemies, but she also likes to trample them under her feet, not only to trample them under her feet, but also to show them what the value of the shoes on her feet is.

"Isn't the cook the most promising? back then, our family Jiankang was the most promising, if Xiaofeng wasn't stronger than Jiankang, wouldn't it be a loss for the two of us?" Wang Xiulian knew the truth of beating a snake and hitting seven inches, "Sister-in-law, you don't know how filial my Xiaofeng is." I told him that there were enough clothes, and he insisted on buying me this latest Chanel winter model, saying that it was not appropriate to wear the old one from last year. ”

Jiang Feng: ???

Isn't this one on my mother's Dior's?

Jiang Jiankang: ???

Didn't I buy this dress on my wife?

Li Hong couldn't even squeeze out a laugh.

Except for Wang Sulian, the only second aunt who heard Li Hong's whispering shook her head and silently moved a few steps away from Li Hong.

She figured it out, Wang Xiulian is a sister-in-law who got married, and she has nothing to do with her, and she can't see her a few times a year, and if she wants to find her, she will only be angry to death in the end.

It's better to stay away.

"Xiaofeng, this child is filial, filial piety and obedience since he was a child. Jiang Feng's grandmother said.

Several people blew rainbow farts far below the average level of the Jiang family for a while, and then went to the ancestral hall with paper money, copies of firecrackers and tributes to ancestors.

When Comrade Wang Sulian was in the ancestral hall, he was still relatively restrained, the tribute was on the table, with the sound of firecrackers, Jiang Feng was led by everyone to bow to this side, to worship there, and after worshipping, he began to burn paper, and after burning paper, he began to burn copies.

When it came to the copy, Comrade Wang Xiulian just muttered quietly, so small that Jiang Feng didn't hear it very clearly.

After burning the copies, Jiang Feng followed everyone out of the ancestral hall and went to the grave of his grandparents and grandparents, that is, in front of the graves of Wang Xiulian's grandparents.

With the sound of firecrackers, Comrade Wang Xiulian opened her voice.

"Grandpa, your great-grandson has a future, and he has won the runner-up in the national competition!"

"Not only did I win the runner-up, but I also appeared on TV!"

"Not only on TV, but even well-known food magazines have interviewed him!"

"Now your great-grandson is a ......"

Comrade Wang Xiulian's loud voice echoed in the mountains, and Jiang Feng felt as if he had heard the echo.

The tombs of the ancestors of the Wang family are very close, and occasionally a few far ones are also because they are far away, and they are not within the scope of this burning.

Comrade Wang Xiulian shouted one by one, and her voice was not small at all, but tended to be louder and louder.

Jiang Feng stood obediently beside him, not making a sound, not speaking or moving, and even his mood was a little complicated.

If you want to say embarrassing, it's actually not that embarrassing. Jiang Feng is not a person who is easily embarrassed, and he has already experienced this kind of scene once, and he is a little skilled when he comes again. When Comrade Wang Sulian first burned the copy of the admission notice, he also shouted like this, but the shouting words were relatively short.

It is everyone's wish to return home, although the glorious tradition of the Wang family is a bit exaggerated, but as long as you experience it once, you will know what it tastes like.

How cool the process is, the parties concerned can't be clearer in their hearts. When Jiang Feng was led by Comrade Wang Xiulian to burn the admission notices one by one, he was also happy in his heart.

But this time is different from last time, last time it was the admission letter that was burned, and the letter was full of text. There are a lot of things burned this time, not only words but also pictures, and the most important thing is that these pictures are basically photos of Jiang Feng.

Burning his own photos to the ancestor Jiang Feng always feels a little ......

It's a little subtle.

Especially since the photos are still in black and white.

Because the amount was too large, Comrade Wang Xiulian did not use color printing.

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