Bian Rui entered the village from the west of the village with a big flag, as soon as he entered the village, whenever Bian Rui passed by the door of a house, the family would pour a cup of wine on the ground to show respect for the ancestors, at this time the wine is no food, and there is no need for incense or anything, it is a thin wine, and the toast is all a water of women, the eldest woman in the family with the family of female relatives in the welcome of the ancestors' soul travel.

At this time, the luggage is not very particular, just bend down and bow or something, some of the older ones, like the characters of the grandmother's generation, are still doing the Wanfu ceremony, and the others, including Bian Rui's mother's generation, are bowing. I don't pick the etiquette at this time, like Yan Lan didn't show up or anything.

At this time, it is a ritual, and there is a person in each family, as long as many flags pass by the door, it seems that the ancestors will not care about this.

Bian Rui was holding the big flag here, and when he walked from the end of the village to the head of the village, he felt that his arms began to have a little weight, so when he was about to leave the village, Bian Rui unloaded the big flag, held the big flag with his feet, and took a breath.

Bian Rui was about to carry the banner again, and heard that the cousins and nephews around him were happy. looked up to see what was going on, and when he turned his face, he found that Mo Sheng's family was standing on the side of the road with a smile on their faces, and Mo Sheng's kid was holding a cup in one hand and was about to pour wine on the ground.

"What's the appearance, hurry up and take back the wine for me!" Bian Rui said angrily.

Mo Sheng was taken aback by Bian Rui's appearance, his hand stopped, but his mouth did not stop, and he began to explain to Bian Rui: "Master, it's not too much for me to toast your ancestors here, right?"

"It's not too much, but you can't respect this wine today!" Bian Rui was really speechless, looking at Mo Sheng's old man and his wife smiling, Bian Rui really didn't know what to say.

Have you ever seen someone watching the excitement, but have you ever seen someone who has nothing to do to recognize the ancestors, what day is today, the big festival on Chinese New Year's Eve, at this time you are an outsider to stir up something.

Bian Rui didn't say that it was not good for people to respect their ancestors, whether it was ordinary or Qingming or something, it was really nothing for Mo Sheng to express his respect here, but not at this time. At this time, it was the time for the descendants of the Bian family, or the daughter-in-law to sacrifice to the ancestors. If it is left in the past, a relationship like Mo Sheng's is put on this frame, it is equivalent to succession, that is, Mo Sheng has to change his surname to Bian to do this, and once Bian Rui admits it, then Mo Sheng has the right to inherit Bian Rui's property.

Although there are not many people who respect this matter now, Bian Rui thinks that Mo Sheng, this kid, has to pick a time to join in the fun, is there a time to make it to the side.

"What's the matter, you kid thinks it's not good to have a surname Mo, and you're going to change your surname?" Bian 18 looked at Mo Sheng with a smile and asked.

Mo Sheng shook his head when he heard this and replied: "No, no, my surname is very good, and my father's side is a single generation, I can't have a surname, although I like my master very much, and I respect my ancestor very much, but I can't change my surname, and besides, my master is not short of sons, and my master will give birth soon."

Bian 18 said with a smile: "Even if I want to pass by, I won't look for you! Look at your beauty, while playing, don't join in the fun, why are half-grown children so ignorant."

Mo Sheng also knew that he had made things wrong again, so he laughed dryly twice and put away the wine bottles and wine cups he brought.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Sheng's parents didn't say a word, and they were happy all the time, just like two curious middle-aged babies, they saw the triangular wind flag behind them from the big flag in Bian Rui's hand, as if they felt that their eyes were not enough.

The team left the village and meandered all the way up the hill along the road at the edge of the field, and when they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the snowflakes began to fall, and they were almost as violent as they were to spread all over the world.

Fortunately, there is no wind, and there are only snowflakes flying in the sky, and there is no sound of wind, so the snow does not feel so uncomfortable.

Bian Rui carried the flag to the top of the highest hillside of the terraces, there is a stone altar here, this is not a place to worship ancestors, but a place to worship the sky, every year in March when the three dragons raise their heads, they will worship the sky here.

This place is also the highest place that Bianjia Village can control, which means that this is the closest place to the sky in the life trajectory of the villagers of Bianjia Village in a year. This refers to the daily life, there are farmland and houses or something, it does not mean that everyone has been to a place, just take that place to talk about things, this is not good, in case someone runs Mount Tai, Bianjia Village New Year's Festival still has to carry the flag on Mount Tai? This is unrealistic.

This is a stone altar, Bian Rui solemnly inserted the big flag into the left side of the main sacrificial altar, there is a stone nest there, just right to insert the big flag into it.

As soon as Bian Rui planted the big flag here, everyone behind him also inserted the clans in their hands into the stone nest where they should be.

At this time, the old man began to make offerings again, and the offerings were some pasta, fried small dough, or cat ears with sugar in them.

Bian Rui and these people can't eat it, because they are waiting for the ancestors to 'eat' these things. Bian Rui and these people have to eat these things.

If it was put in the difficult times before, these things were reluctant to eat, and they took the grains home to give the children at home what to eat, where are the children lacking this now, Bian Rui and these people had to eat it themselves, and the key is that there is nothing left of this thing, and it must be eaten to be auspicious.

The ritual is very simple, the ancestors may also eat fast, plus the appetite is small, there are quite a lot left, so each of the people in Yourui's group got a big handful.

The big guy counted one by one, and walked down the hill while eating.

As for the snow or not, everyone is used to it, and they have walked for so long with their shoulders on their shoulders, and no one will trot home because they want to avoid the snow, and the snow without wind will lose its power, and when everyone returned to the village, everyone actually found that they had eaten all the small fruits and snacks in their hands.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they dispersed.

Bian Rui returned to his mother's courtyard and prepared to start his most reserved project for the New Year, which was to write couplets.

Bian Rui's handwriting is very good, although there is no sect or anything, but it must be good-looking, the whole family is his handwriting is the best-looking, and the one-handed pavilion body makes people who see what calligraphy cultivation are, all applauded and admired.

Bian Rui has no ability to do this for the Spring Festival couplets. So he could only follow what was written in the couplet.

When I returned to my parents' house, the red paper and the brush were all prepared for Bian Rui, so Bian Rui took the pen and quickly wrote the couplets of his parents' house.

Bian Rui wrote while he was here, and Bian Rui's father and grandfather posted it at the same time, almost waiting for Bian Rui to finish writing the couplet, and they also pasted it.

On the originally bare wall and door, there were suddenly more red couplets, which suddenly made the whole courtyard a little more festive.

When they got to the entrance of the courtyard, red lanterns were hung on both sides of the door. With the electric lanterns hanging along the road in the village, the smell of the New Year that could not be dissolved suddenly overflowed.

After pasting it here, Bian Rui directly put the remaining red paper under his armpit and went to his home.

"Stay a little bit, there is no need to post it in the yard over there?" Bian Rui's father saw that his son was about to bring the remaining red paper to the pot as in previous years, so he immediately reminded him.

Bian Rui then remembered that this year is not a two-room room, and there is also a door link on the Banpo side.

Pulling out three large pieces of red paper, Bian Rui returned to his small courtyard with the rest.

When I entered the yard, I found my daughter playing crazy in the snow, just her style, let alone a little girl, even if she was a serious boy, she was not so honest.

Maybe it's too boring, Yan Lan is wrapping herself like a brown at this time, holding the hand warmer in one hand, while looking at her stepdaughter who is playing crazy in the courtyard, a smile hangs on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Bian Rui coming in, Yan Lan immediately took two steps forward.

"Don't come out, it's snowing outside!" Bian Rui immediately motioned to his daughter-in-law to stand where she was.

"You don't have an umbrella either, look at the snowflakes on your head and shoulders" Yan Lan saw Bian Rui coming in, and immediately reached out to help her husband pat herself, and there were snowflakes on her head.

"It's snow and not rain, wouldn't it be nice to shoot twice," Bian Rui said.

"Delivered?"

"It's over, but I can't see a figure in this weather for ten meters, and I don't know if this banner can give the souls of the ancestors the right direction, if you get lost, it won't be beautiful" Bian Rui joked about the ancestors.

"It's a shame that there is no one else here, if your parents are here, they will talk about you again," Yan Lan said with a smile.

"I'll just say it casually," Bian Rui said with a smile.

The two of them entered the house, Bian Rui wrote the Spring Festival couplets, and then pasted them on the door, and the original plain yard suddenly became a little warmer because of the fiery Spring Festival couplets.

Bian Rui's family not only has Spring Festival couplets, because the girl likes small lanterns, Bian Rui installed the lanterns along the yard, saying that they were installed was actually pulled on the wall.

After finishing these things at home, it's time to go to Banpo Courtyard to prepare lunch.

The lunch of the Chinese New Year's Eve is not particular about Bian Rui's side, but out of the valley to the town, the customs over there are exquisite, for them this meal at noon is the reunion dinner, but the meal on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve does not care much, everyone eats some dumplings at will and waits for the Spring Festival Gala.

Driving a motorcycle, Bian Rui came to the door of his parents' house, ready to walk to Banpo yard together, although the time is longer, but everyone is in a hurry now, nothing important, walking is more lively.

And the whole family walks together, such an opportunity is not much now, the whole family of seven, with three dogs, out of the yard, there are strings of firecrackers in the ears, crackling endlessly. From time to time, you can also meet two or three leather monkeys, jumping past your own side.

From time to time, the nose will get into some firecracker smoke that has not yet dissipated, and I have to say that the smell of the New Year in the village is really much stronger than in the big city.