Yang Danxi quickly made a stir-fried rabbit meat.

All the dishes to be brought were fastened in bowls and put into baskets.

Cheng Cuijuan urged a few more people to change their clothes.

Yang Danxi changed the clothes that Carambola Creek had changed, and Yang Yanxi and Yang Jinxi also had them, but Yang Qingxi was dressed monotonously.

Looking at those beautiful embroideries, the resentment in Yang Qingxi's eyes seemed to be substantial.

"Qingqing, why don't you help your eldest sister carry things?" Cheng Cuijuan noticed and raised her hand.

Yang Qingxi was beaten on his back, pouted and reluctantly lifted the basket, and strode away first.

Here, Yang Danxi put the things to worship the ancestors on the table one by one.

The table was placed at the door of the hall, the incense sticks and candlesticks were placed on both sides, the six small wine cups were ordered three times each, and the chopsticks and knives rested on the table.

A knife of half-cooked meat, a raw fish, a piece of tofu, a few slices of raw rice cakes, and a worship-like chicken...... A table full of them.

Cuijuan raised the incense and muttered, recited the names of her ancestors for a long time, made a wish, and kowtowed, and the ceremony came to an end.

When Carambola heard Cheng Cuijuan's last very vague and vague name, her face suddenly changed greatly.

She heard, "Sister Pingzhi"!

"Aunt Juan. Carambola immediately stared at Cheng Cuijuan, and asked with a puzzled expression, "I heard you just read Sister Pingzhi, isn't Pingzhi my mother's name?

Ancestor worship is the sacrifice of the dead.

Could it be that her mother didn't run away with someone, but was killed?!

When Yang Danxi and Yang Yanxi heard this, they looked at Cheng Cuijuan with their eyes, and they were also stunned.

"Peach, Pingzhi is indeed your mother's name. ”

Cheng Cuijuan put the incense in place, clasped her palms and bowed three more times, before turning around and walking over, touching Carambola's shoulder, and explaining softly.

"However, you didn't hear it clearly, I read your mother's name to ask the ancestors to bless her, so that it would not be too difficult for her to be alone outside, not a sacrificial text. ”

"I see. ”

Carambola Creek suddenly realized, and did not expose Cheng Cuijuan's eye-wrenching nonsense.

She didn't expect Cheng Cuijuan to show her original form like this.