Following his father, Bian Rui walked into the courtyard of the ancestral hall with the basket of offerings.

As soon as everyone entered, the third grandfather closed the door and inserted the latch, and the big yellow dog who followed the third grandfather lay on the ground the moment the door closed.

"Do you want to hold up a few more lamps?" the third grandfather took the oil lamp in his hand and turned around and said.

"No need, third brother, we will leave after the incense, we originally planned to come tomorrow, but tomorrow the family will go out to Mingzhu to see the children and can't come, so I came over at night," Bian Rui's grandfather said.

The third grandfather was also noncommittal, nodded slightly after listening, carried the oil lamp and led everyone slowly through the front yard, passed a door, and then stood at the door of the main hall through the middle courtyard.

The main hall is full of the ancestors of the Bian family, these ancestors are the direct ancestors of several families in the village now, that is, they have not been broken from generation to generation, and it may not be accurate to say that there is no break, and some of them are cut off from their own bloodlines, inherited from cousins who have many children, anyway, don't care what you say, these people are now descendants in the village. Whether it is bloodline or nominal, they are all people who have a sacrifice after them.

As for the absence of descendants, they are all placed in the west side hall, and the tablets also have color differences, here are dark red tablets with big red lacquer, the words on it are also painted with gold paint, and the side hall is painted with black lacquer and white characters.

Don't talk about this, I saw Bian Rui's third grandfather arrive at the door, and he didn't open any locks and directly stretched out his hand to push open the hall door, and the hall door opened after a squeak.

As soon as the door of the main hall opened, Bian Rui saw a tablet in front of him, rising step by step like a step, and the higher the tablet was, the taller the tablet was, the tallest tablet was directly nearly one meter high, about sixty centimeters wide, and it was written about his time of birth, official position, wife's surname or something.

There is also a portrait of this old man hanging on the wall in the back, not one but two husband and wife, the two of them are naturally not dressed like pig's tail and zombie clothes, but traditional Chinese clothes, Bian Rui doesn't recognize it anyway, it's not Song or Tang or something.

Bian Rui knew that this was his ancestor, that is, his master, and looked up at the huge painting in front of him, so he couldn't help but compare the face with the ancestor's appearance.

The difference between the people on the painting and the ancestor is relatively big, and I don't know who painted it, which is also too unreliable, the ancestor's face is slightly long, a little thin, and the portrait is different from most people in the village, it may be passed down from generation to generation, and the face of the old side family tends to be a little ordinary in the appearance of the national character, and the long face of the ancestor is gone.

The ancestor must be very handsome when he is young, his face is thin but not bone-tying, his eyes are expressive, and he has a faint temperament of fairy wind and bones between his gestures, and I heard the ancestor say that he is also angry, although the family is not as good as the five surnames and seven families, but it is also a strong party.

I heard the old man say that the painting has been changed no less than ten times, so it is also possible that generations of painters have been a little biased, and finally it was like this.

Thinking of this painting, Bian Rui knew that there was really a treasure hidden in his ancestral hall, not to mention anything else, only to say that a few paintings were stored in the ancestral hall, although Bian Rui didn't know where to hide it and how to keep it, but he knew that those paintings must be in the house here.

Every time the painting is changed, the Bian family is invited to the world's famous painter to write, not necessarily the top, but must be some famous, as far as Bian Rui knows the most recent change, is to invite the ancestor friend has passed away Mr. Fu Shi's pen, now the old gentleman's painting, a foot is hundreds of thousands, now the painting hung up to take out, that must be worth at least 18 million.

"Look at what, put the offerings on the table!" Bian Rui's father was stunned when he saw his son looking at the portrait of his ancestor, so he immediately scolded in a low voice.

Bian Rui's Lao Tzu didn't know that his son was thinking about how much the painting above his head was worth now, if he knew, he would kick it over and kick his son out of the main hall.

After Bian Rui came back to his senses in shock by this shout, he put the basket in his hand on the ground next to him, knelt on the futon and kowtowed three times before standing up and walking to the front of the offering table, replacing the things on the table with the things he brought with them.

After changing the offerings, Bian Rui returned to his futon, at this time Bian Rui's grandfather knelt in the middle of the futon, Bian Rui's father knelt on the right hand, Bian Rui naturally knelt on his grandfather's left hand, this position is also wrong, at this time the main hall of the ancestral hall is facing south and back to north, so when kneeling and worshipping, in addition to the middle position, it is to respect the east, and Bian Rui and his grandfather can only kneel on the futon in the west.

The third grandfather knelt down, the third grandfather took out a handful of incense, lit it with the lantern and then extinguished the fire, and divided seven plants to Bian Rui's grandfather, Bian Rui's father was five, and when he arrived at Bian Rui, there were three incense plants.

Holding the incense in his hand, after the big ceremony of kneeling and knocking, Bian Rui didn't understand what his grandfather was muttering, but thinking about it, he also knew that the old man must be asking for the protection of his ancestors, and he must have protected Yan Lan and the child, maybe he hoped to have a little grandson or something like this this time, anyway, Bian Rui estimated that this is almost the case.

The old man muttered for about two or three minutes before he got up, and when Bian Rui saw that his grandfather and father were up, he also stood up. Wait for the grandfather to insert the incense into the big incense burner in front of the offering table in turn, and this is done.

After the formal thing is said and done, the rest is not a serious matter.

The third grandfather took a few pieces of the offerings that had just been removed, divided a piece into each of the hands, and grabbed a piece of it himself and slowly broke it with his hands and ate it.

"Da Rui, you kid is good, your kid and daughter-in-law are so beautiful, the child born must be handsome and beautiful, maybe our village will have a handsome young man......" The third grandfather joked about Bian Rui while eating.

Bian Rui said: "Who knows now."

Bian Rui doesn't care about his son and daughter, anyway, according to the ancestor, he has a long life to spend on it, and when it comes to the day he kicks his legs, it is estimated that it will be passed on to dozens of generations. Maybe it's like now, and even the paintings hanging in the hall don't look like me.

"Anyway, you are still young, let's have a few more, now having children is also contributing to the country, let's have more children, it's good that some rabbit cubs lead outsiders ......in," the third grandfather said.

Bian Rui smiled when he heard this: "What else do you know about this?"

"According to my temper when I was young, I would have turned these black and white skins over a long time ago," Bian Rui's third grandfather said as he chewed something.

"Third brother, don't mention this, I'll come over and tell you, tomorrow I will follow the child to Mingzhu, and I may be able to come back tomorrow night, if you don't help me stay here for an extra day or two, I'll come back and ...... for you" Bian Rui's grandfather said.

"Fifth brother, don't worry, anyway, there's nothing to do here, it's not the same whether I sleep here or at home," Bian Rui's third grandfather opened his mouth and said.

Bian Rui said: "Grandpa, don't go tomorrow, what about the two or three hours of driving, if you hurt your body, Yan Lan and I won't be ashamed for a lifetime."

"My health is fine, it's okay to drive sheep on the trunk road for dozens of miles, but there is a problem after a few hours of driving?" Bian Rui's grandfather was a little unhappy.

Bian Rui couldn't help but glance at his father.

Bian Rui's father received his son's signal and immediately began to help: "Dad, you just wait, anyway, the two children will come back in a few days, and it won't be too late for you to see it then, Da Rui, how many days will Xiaolan come back?"

Bian Rui calculated: "At most, half a month, when is it now, the show will be performed in ten days, and waiting for one or two performances of her will be considered over, if the response is good, this will be rehearsed according to the current rehearsal, it will be simpler if the response is not, and you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"You kid, how can you hope that your daughter-in-law's affairs will not go well" Bian Rui's grandfather glared at his grandson, then arched his hand at the ancestors' tablets and lowered his head and muttered.

"The ancestors and ancestors blessed the granddaughter-in-law's performance successfully and smoothly, everything must go smoothly, in case you are in a bad mood because of this, not all of you, but there are always people who have to worry that after a hundred years, people will move you to the West Chamber......

"Old Five, you have the courage to come here to threaten your ancestors," Bian Rui's third master couldn't help laughing.

Bian Rui's grandfather said: "How is it a threat, this is a reminder, if something happens to Xiaolan, we all have to follow the game."

Bian Rui almost covered his face, this is the remnant of feudalism when he is put outside, I don't know how many righteous men and gentlemen will be criticized by the heroes, but this idea also has a good side, that is, it ensures the inheritance of our nation for thousands of years, if this idea is still there, are you still worried that everyone will not have children?

This is a bit far, anyway, Bian Rui sat on the thin ball and listened to the elders chatting.

The tribute that is exchanged for food is also part of the sacrifice, according to the old principle, the things that are exchanged on the table are distributed to the children and grandchildren to eat, the more people who share the food, the more prosperous the family members are, and now the pastries that are replaced this time will be distributed to the dolls in the village tomorrow morning.

Don't be afraid that this thing is broken, the things are considered, when the weather is cold, you have to think about it, but when it's hot, you have to think about it, usually you put fruit, or it's not easy to spoil like smoked sausages or something, so that the children can still eat it for two days, one to show their piety to the ancestors, and the other is not wasted, and finally it is returned to the children's belly.

After talking for about five or six minutes, Bian Rui's grandfather got up to go back, and Bian Rui's father and son naturally stood up when they saw it.

Everyone was about to say something, when suddenly they heard the rhubarb in the front yard screaming.

Wow!

The cry of rhubarb was obviously a reminder to the people in the ancestral hall that a stranger had arrived near the ancestral hall.