The night in the countryside is very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the bustling city, which is enough to make people abandon all worries and be safe like a dream.

Early the next morning, Xu Chen and Wu Dongyang each came out of Xu Meiya's room and stood at the window of the living room looking into the distance.

A thin layer of fog covered the surroundings, as if a thin veil was draped over it.

The early rice seedlings in the nearby and distant fields are green and beautiful.

Take a breath of fresh air and feel refreshed.

"Brother Chen, Brother Ang, it's time for breakfast!"

Xu Meiya, who was wearing a ponytail, stood downstairs with her hands in the shape of a trumpet, and her voice was like a yellow warbler, crisp and moving.

The two looked down at the youthful smiling face, and their mood became more comfortable.

Xu Meiya's house is a two-story small building, countless times better than Xu Chen's house, the reason why it is poor is because the third aunt died and the third uncle fell ill.

went downstairs for breakfast, white porridge and a few side dishes, it was not rich, but Wu Dongyang almost wanted to swallow all the dishes in his stomach.

"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Wu Dongyang actually had an urge to burst into tears.

"Eat more if it's delicious. Xu Chen's third uncle, who is Xu Meiya's father, smiled and spoke.

He had a scruffy beard and looked depressed, but he was in good spirits.

Sometimes it's normal, sometimes it's crazy, it's just not aggressive, it doesn't hurt anyone, and when it's crazy, it likes to giggle, or take a picture of his deceased wife, cry silently, and no one pays attention to it.

Obviously, the third uncle at this time is quite normal.

"You can't eat more, today is the day to worship your ancestors, there is a flowing water banquet at noon, and there will be so much food that people will drool, now you drink too much porridge, you can't eat it at noon, you will regret it!" Xu Meiya said.

Wu Dongyang looked at Xu Chen, who was eating breakfast slowly: "Really?"

"Really. Xu Chen nodded.

When I was a child, what I longed for the most was not the New Year, but to worship the ancestors, because no matter how poor you are, as long as it is the day of worshipping the ancestors, the people in the village will take out the food they cherish at home, and the whole village will be lively and lively together, pay tribute to the ancestors, and then have a full meal.

As the days got better and better, families could eat and drink without worry, and the food became more and more abundant.

There are a lot of delicacies that you can't eat in the city.

In fact, not only Xujia Village, but also many nearby villages have the habit of worshipping ancestors, and people cannot forget their roots, which is a traditional virtue.

", then don't you tell me in advance?" Wu Dongyang gritted his teeth.

Xu Chen shook his head: "His heart can be punished, it is zhuzhu, not juju." If you don't have culture, don't drag idioms?"

"I'm going to live! I'm going to live here!" Wu Dongyang was like a liar, but he still obediently put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Xu Meiya giggled, the laughter was cheerful and infectious, so everyone laughed.

On the way back to Xu Chen's house, Wu Dongyang repeatedly sighed that the countryside is good, the scenery is good, the air is good, the people are good, and the food is good, which is what people in the city dream of.

Xu Chen scoffed at this.

People from the city come to the countryside to play, and at first they have a sense of freshness, so they think that everything in the countryside is good, but if they really let him live in the countryside, they will definitely not be adaptable.

Dirt roads and muddy roads on rainy days, try walking?

Work in the field, come and try it?

The so-called good countryside is just that city people enjoy their own holidays with a sense of superiority.

Otherwise, why do so many people in the village want to run to the city?

Seeing Xu Chen's pout, Wu Dongyang was not stupid, he quickly figured out the reason, scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, changed the topic without a trace, and asked about worshipping his ancestors.

Xu Chen didn't elaborate, anyway, the ancestor worship will start soon.

On the day of ancestor worship, the men and women of the village have to get busy.

The women get together to wash all kinds of things, wash dishes, cook, etc., while the old men do some heavy work such as cutting bamboo, moving wood, and building a table.

If Xu Zhenghua's foot was not injured, he would have to help with the work.

But now, Xu Zhenghua can only lie down.

Xu Chen, the younger generation, does not have to take over the work of his parents for the time being, so they seem to be relatively idle, but in fact, this day is also a competition for the children of every family.

Whoever mixes well, who makes more money, whose children have good grades, and whose daughter-in-law is beautiful, are all places to talk about and show off.

Xu Chen and Wu Dongyang got two bamboo poles and tied up a wooden chair, and when the ancestor worship began, Xu Chen and Wu Dongyang carried Xu Zhenghua away.

Mother Xie Guifang had already gone to work, so she was not at home.

It was ten o'clock in no time.

The old residential area of Xujia Village, with red walls and green tiles, has all been wiped down.

In front of the huge mansion, the stone archway that has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain has been green, but the four big characters of the glorious lintel are still clear.

In the past, Xujia Village was actually just this huge house, and every household built houses around the vacant land.

At this moment, the open space in the courtyard that is comparable to half a football field has been set up, red cloth strips are flying, more than 200 tables are placed separately, there are old people holding cigarette sticks and playing chess together, there are also busy old men fighting landlords, and children are scurrying around in the crowd, which is particularly lively.

It stands to reason that Wu Dongyang cannot participate in the ancestor worship in Xujia Village, but the ancestors of the old Xu family have said before: Those who come are guests, and guests can sit down with the host.

It means that if an outsider comes, if the host family wishes, they can invite the guest to take a seat.

Anyway, the current ancestor worship is lively, one is from the family music, and the other is for outsiders to see, the subtext is: Look! There are many people in our Xujia Village, and the descendants are prosperous, and each has a future!

For the people of Xujia Village, the more lively the ancestor worship, the more face-saving it is.

Xu Chen and Wu Dongyang carried Xu Zhenghua and became the focus of attention.

Xu Zhenghua blushed a little and said, "It's better to let me come down and go by myself." ”

"Uncle, how can you walk if you hurt your foot? Xu Chen and I will carry you, so we should be filial, haha!" Wu Dongyang laughed.

Xu Zhenghua didn't know how to refute it.

"Zhenghua is here, are your feet better? This treatment is enviable!"

"Zhenghua, you are comfortable, I also want someone to carry it. ”

"Haha, Zhenghua, sit tight, don't fall down!"

Some people's yin and yang weird ridicule are all close to Xu Qiang's father, Xu Zhengzhong.

Xu Zhengzhong made a fortune in his early years and drove a group of people to get rich, Xu Qiang also has the ability, he has some connections in Jiang County, and many people ask for him, all of them are doing their best, and his reputation is indeed good.

Everyone in the village knew that Xu Zhenghua had a holiday with Xu Zhengzhong, so people who had a good relationship with him naturally did not want to see Xu Zhenghua.

Hearing the ridicule of these people, Xu Zhenghua's old face was filled with anger, but he didn't return the favor.

But Xu Chen couldn't bear his father being teased, stopped, said to these people with a smile: "Uncle Niu, Uncle Qi, Uncle Lu, don't be envious, one day you break your leg, greet me, and I will find someone to carry you." ”