Coming out of Wang Bin's house, Bian Rui couldn't find the two of them again, at this moment Bian Rui had no interest in hanging out, returned to the car, waited for a while and didn't see anyone coming, so he wrapped himself up a little tighter, and sat in the car to take a small rest.

Today's sun is good, and the car is not cold in the sun, and Bian Rui fell asleep after a while.

Waiting to hear the knock on the door of the two people outside, Bian Rui opened his eyes, and then turned on the car and motioned for the two to get in the car.

I subconsciously looked at my watch and found that it was already noon, so I hurriedly drove back.

When I arrived at home, just in time for dinner, in the afternoon, I continued to help with the New Year's things with my parents, and I was busy until more than eight o'clock, and then I prepared all the things to be done for the New Year, just waiting for tomorrow's Chinese New Year's Eve to officially enter the New Year.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Bian Rui got up.

As soon as Bian Rui moved like this, Yan Lan also woke up, and when she saw Bian Rui wearing clothes, she glanced out the window and found that there was still a black hole outside, so she opened her mouth and asked, "Go to pick up the flag so early?"

Picking up the flag is not a fight, but a ritual, the original intention of this ceremony is to invite the ancestors out of the ancestral hall after the New Year, and take a tour near the village, one is to let the ancestors see his descendants flourishing, and the other is to let the ancestors also move, otherwise it is easy to get bored in the ancestral hall all year round.

Originally, in the earliest days, this kind of ritual was not used in the flag, but the clothes worn by the ancestors when they were alive, but the clothes were very difficult to preserve, and they could not be replaced if they were broken, and it was difficult to find a replacement if they were rotten. Everyone thinks that the soul of the ancestor that can be attached to the flag is also a kind of sign that guides the way, and when the soul of the ancestor plays with this thing, he is not afraid of not being able to find it back and become a lonely ghost.

In short, raising the flag is an important ritual of worshipping ancestors today, and its significance is no less than kowtowing to ancestors at night.

The person who picks the flag is not chosen at random, the important thing is not to recognize the wrong ancestor, you can't just take a flag and run away, and the person who picks the flag must be a descendant, and there must be a descendant in the family, to put it bluntly, there is a son.

In the past, Bian Rui couldn't pick the flag, just because Bian Rui had only one daughter in the family, and if he wanted to pick the flag, he could only pick up the flag by Bian Rui's father, because the old man had Bian Rui's only son, like a desperate family, so he was not qualified to pick the flag.

Now everyone doesn't care, but this matter was a big deal in the past, although the rules here in Bianjia Village have been retained, but a family like Bian Rui, who has only one daughter, doesn't feel any gossip now.

Now, Yan Lan's eldest son in the belly, although he has not yet been born, but Bian Rui's father can't wait to let Bian Rui start picking up the flag this year, Bian Rui should come down mainly because his father is really old, carrying a dozen catties of flags around the village for a week, and then plugging it on the top of the mountain in front of the village, waiting for the afternoon before worshipping the ancestors, but also have to carry the flag back the original way, this is a personal work, generally young people are tired and sweating after a trip, not to mention the old man in his sixties like Bian Rui's father.

"Go early. lest the time comes, grandpa will be unhappy and scold people when he sees people coming," Bian Rui replied with a smile.

"Then you can eat something and then go, I heard that this is almost half an hour" Yan Lan felt a little sorry for her husband, and felt that there were too many rules in the village.

"It's okay, others don't know about my physique, don't you know? Not to mention carrying it for more than half an hour, it's okay to carry it all day," Bian Rui boasted.

Yan Lan heard what her husband meant by laughing at herself, and glared at Bian Rui with a slightly red face, probably feeling still angry, so she stretched out her foot and kicked Bian Rui lightly.

"Go ahead, don't put me to sleep. By the way, where are we going to eat this morning's dinner?" Yan Lan asked.

Bian Rui said: "My mother will come over in the morning, I guess I should come over."

Before Bian Rui could finish his words, he heard a knock on the window at the door of the house.

Bian Rui's mother asked in a whisper outside the door, "Xiaolan, Xiaorui, are you up?"

The old lady saw that the light in her son's daughter-in-law's house was on, so she came over to ask, in fact, the old lady came over half an hour early, and now the meal is almost done, but she is afraid that her son will go out early in the morning to carry the flag but his stomach will be empty.

Isn't it said as the old saying goes, pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Bian Rui smiled: "Mom, we are all awake, you don't have to lower your voice to speak."

"The eldest granddaughter is still asleep, don't wake her up" The old lady was afraid of disturbing her granddaughter again.

Bian Rui smiled: "If you can wake her up, it's your ability, now even if it's thundering in the sky, she won't wake up, and you can wake her up if you don't sleep until eight or nine o'clock in the morning?"

Just kidding, Bian Rui has already put on his clothes, looking at the weather forecast yesterday, today's temperature is four or five degrees lower than yesterday, reaching minus five degrees, not only the temperature is low, the forecast also says that there is a 70% chance of snow today, so Bian Rui wears a lot of clothes, with a layer of wind-blocking jacket on the outside, thermal underwear inside, and a thin shirt inside.

"Xiao Lan, do you want to eat something while it's hot?" Mom made shredded chicken soup with fresh mushrooms, starched it with powder, added pepper and chili oil or something, and drank it all over her body" Bian Rui's mother appeared at the door of the house, standing at the door and asked Yan Lan who was standing at the bed.

When Yan Lan heard this, she was suddenly a little greedy: "Okay, I'll eat a bowl!"

"Don't move, I'll bring it to you, you can eat it in bed, continue to sleep after eating, anyway, you don't have anything to do today" Bian Rui's mother doted on her daughter-in-law.

Yan Lan listened and said, "I'd better go brush my teeth, otherwise I won't be able to eat!"

"Okay, it's up to you, I'll go serve you soup!"

After speaking, the old lady's eyes swept to her son, and she opened her mouth and said: "You see that Xiaolan pays more attention to hygiene, where is it like you, you eat without brushing your teeth in the morning......

"Hey, Mom. This is too much, isn't it, what's wrong with me?"

Bian Rui was speechless for a moment, looked at his mother's back and said: How can my own mother take care of everything now.

"What's wrong with you?"

The mother's voice came back softly.

Bian Rui said: "You say it's nothing, but don't suddenly piggyback on me, I am alive today."

Seeing that his mother didn't take care of him, Bian Rui buttoned up his hat and came to the bed to kiss his daughter-in-law's face: "Let's go!"

"Well, come back early, and pay attention to safety," Yan Lan said.

Bian Rui answered, then walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to find that his mother had already prepared the soup, not only the soup, but also two poached eggs in the soup, and a plate of steamed fried fish next to it.

Sitting at the table, Bian Rui gently ripped off the golden skin of the fish, dipped it in the soup, and sent it to his mouth.

It took five minutes, drank two bowls of soup in a row, and ate two fried fish, Bian Rui patted his belly and went out with a satisfied humming song.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and it was dark outside, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and Bian Rui took the big gray side and took the flashlight to the direction of the ancestral hall.

When he arrived at the stone bridge, Bian Rui heard the voice of Brother Seventeen.

"Little Nineteen, is that you?"

"Brother Seventeen, it's me, why are you only going now?" Bian Rui asked with a smile.

Bian 17 replied: "What do you mean to go now, the third grandfather hasn't gone out yet, I just passed by the door of the third grandfather's house, and the old man is arguing with the third grandmother."

"What's the reason again?" Bian Rui crossed the small stone bridge and joined Brother Seventeen and walked towards the ancestral hall.

"Who knows, everyone is used to it, and it is estimated that the two of them are also used to it," Bian Qiqi said.

The two walked less than ten meters, and Bian Eighteen, who heard the voices of Bian Rui and the two in the yard, also ran out, so the brothers and sisters walked together.

When he left the village, Bian Rui asked Brother Eighteen, "Brother Eighteen, do you remember Qian Si?"

"Qian Four?"

Bian Qiqi asked, "Qian Yufeng?"

"I forgot what my name was, it's the one at the same level as me, and now I'm a little silly, and I touch some porcelain from time to time."

"That's not, you're talking about Qian Yuxing, the one whose brain is a little broken, the one whose parents died and was kicked out by his brother and sister-in-law," Bian Seventeen said.

Bian 18 listened and said: "Oh, it turned out to be him, why did you forget, you beat him before, didn't he drop out of school because he was beaten by you?"

Bian Rui: "......"

Xindao: Why do you all remember, I don't remember the love!

Bian Eighteen didn't notice his cousin's expression. He opened his mouth and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember him?"

Bian Rui told Brother Eighteen about yesterday's incident.

"I can't blame you for this, this Qian Si, my parents used to spoil me too much, and the children in the greenhouse couldn't withstand the wind and waves," Bian 18 said.

Bian Seventeen said: "He is sick, he has a brain problem, I heard that he was entangled with a married woman later, and finally let people beat him, and he lay at home for more than a month, and he used to have his old son and mother take care of it, but two years ago he was in a car accident, and then he was driven out by his brother and sister-in-law in less than a year, and the house was given a set, but he couldn't do any work like this, that is, he touched porcelain in the town." If you encounter the money, you will spend it, and if you can't touch it, you will go to eat the overlord meal from house to house, and the big guy will see that he is pitiful, and he will not bother with him when he has a meal in the heavenly wheel for a few days......".

"I don't think he looks like he has a brain problem, but he understands it when he touches porcelain," Bian Rui said.

"Who knows, why do you suddenly care about him coming?" Bian 18 asked.

"It's not, I just think this life is really incomprehensible," Bian Rui said nonsense.

"If you guess it, it's still called life, so what's the surprise!" Bian Eighteen said with a smile.

The brothers just chatted and walked, and before they knew it, they arrived at the door of the ancestral hall.

Gently pushing the door, I saw that there were already seven or eight people inside, all of whom were Bian Rui's nephews, except for Bian Rui's seventeen and eighteen, plus Bian Rui's nineteen, Yishui's younger generation.