Although the Mid-Autumn Festival is not lively until the evening, the day in the countryside is not much worse, and the village chief's house goes all the way to the hillside at the east end of the village, forming a small market, and the people who live in the remote corners also flock to it like the New Year.

All kinds of cut fruits are placed on the table, watermelons are put together on a whole plate, pomegranates like agate are bright, and there are countless mooncake fruits. Firecrackers are blowing everywhere, crackling and hilarious, and young children are running after the fire dragon or smiling with mooncakes and change.

The ancestral hall of the Fang family, a stone tablet is engraved with the ancestral origin of the Fang family.

Fang Ning's ancestor originated from the surname Ji. From Fang Lei's family, the eleventh grandson of Shennong Yan Emperor, that is, the eldest son of the eighth generation of Emperor Yu, said Lei, when the Yellow Emperor cut down Chi You, Lei Yingong was sealed in Fangshan, Lei was sealed in Fangshan, called Fang Lei, and the descendants took the land as the clan, divided into Lei surname and Fang surname.

During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Fang Ning's ancestor Ruoshui moved from Henan Fangshan to Pinghai County, which was the ancestor of the Fang family in Pinghai County.

So far, future generations have multiplied and lived here for generations.

The village head Fang Hanmin was injured and sick in bed, and all affairs were temporarily handed over to Fang Jiefang to preside, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, which required him to lead the villagers to the ancestral ancestral hall to worship, because he was not proficient in the process of these sacrifices, it was inevitable that he was in a hurry, but fortunately, there were three or four clan elders in the village who were a few circles older than him, and there were small mistakes, but big mistakes were not made.

Melons and fruits, cow heads, white water pork, etc. are enshrined on the table for the ancestors to eat, and edamame, cockscomb and other sacrificial items are enshrined.

The incense lingers, there is hazy smoke and dust everywhere, not only choking people but also choking eyes, one by one majestic statues stand in the center of worship, under the tablet of the ancestors of each branch, there are many statues covered with thick dust by incense ash, and the original appearance can no longer be seen clearly.

Fang Jiefang was in order, and after completing the sacrificial ceremony under the guidance of the clan elders, the family members of each branch, the heirs of the long house, and the people who entered the genealogy of the clan had to come to worship a few times, like the wife of the young master was not a local, and he was not included in the family tree, so naturally he could not come to worship the ancestral hall.

The villagers also had some discussions about the change of host during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, but they also understood that Fang Jiefang was only the deputy head after all, and when the village chief recovered from his illness, the village chief would always be his.

Compared with the bustle in the ancestral hall, the village chief's house is a little deserted, and the village chief's wife took the eldest grandson Fang Kongzhang and the youngest granddaughter Fang Jialuo back to her parents' house for the Mid-Autumn Festival, leaving only the second granddaughter Fang Xinyu at home.

Fang Hanmin not only broke his leg, because Fang Ni pushed him down the hillside and fell into the silt pond just to hit the stone, so this pelvic bone is also a little damaged, he is old again, this bone naturally recovers slowly, and it is estimated that he will not be able to get out of bed without resting for a year.

Looking at the sound coming from the ancestral hall outside the window, Fang Hanmin was a little lonely.

After all, he presided over it in previous years, and this time he changed people, so he didn't feel comfortable and unaccustomed to it, but he had no choice but to sigh in a low voice.

In the evening, the market is lit up all night long.

Under the eaves of each house, several large red palace lamps are hung to illuminate the country roads.

The big red lanterns were carried by the children in their hands, basically three in a group, a group of five walked on the road in the countryside that is not wide, going to each house, begging for moon cakes and change, and then the children came out and continued to divide into a stream of red streams, respectively towards the east of the village, the west of the village, the north of the village, the south of the village and other routes, if you are diligent, you can still earn a lot of snacks in one night.

The night was very lively, and the people were buzzing, Fang Ning had never seen so many people in the village, and it felt like going to the county town to catch a market.

Crowded with people, the originally remote and quiet small mountain village has also added a lot of popularity.

There are also a lot of activities at night, such as "burning incense", "putting sky lanterns", "Mid-Autumn Festival guessing riddles", "lighting tower lanterns", "dancing fire dragons", "trolling stones", "selling rabbits" and other festivals abound.

"Bang!"

Fireworks of various colors "bang" at the appointed time, one after another rushed into the sky, exploded into beautiful fly ash, colorful fireworks dazzling, intermittent fireworks turned night into day, but also reflected the loneliness of the moonlight.

Flying ash exploded everywhere at night, and Fang Ning and his family also came to join in the fun.

Under the light and shadow, Fang Ning suddenly raised his head, his pupils appeared with a shattered brilliance, and countless fireworks were disillusioned.

He thought to himself, this Mid-Autumn Festival is really warm.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the villagers dispersed, preparing to go home to admire the moon, eat moon cakes, and have a reunion dinner.

Fang Ning's family is also ready to go home for their own Mid-Autumn Festival, but before they go uphill to go home, two high beams have been shot at night on the back of the mountain, which instantly illuminates this dark mountain village, and the roar of the engine also makes the village that began to fall silent explode, and the local dogs in the village bark one after another, and the villagers look for the source of the sound to come out to see the excitement.

The white sedan is like a land cruiser breaking through the night and quietly approaching.

Fang Ning thought to himself, who came to this small mountain village at night, and it didn't look like a relative of anyone's family......

He was still muttering as the people in the car had already come down.

Secretary Tian's gentle yet dignified appearance made Fang Ning a little stunned.

"Isn't this the game secretary......" Fang Ning didn't say anything, but fortunately stopped the car.

Immediately after that, two people got out of the car, a middle-aged woman, wearing a light yellow autumn coat, and her shoes were the best style in the county, and her eyes looked at Fang Ning's family, as if she had already known the situation, and smiled gently, which was regarded as a greeting. The other person is a boy who looks a few years older than Fang Ning, his long hair is a little naturally curly, his hair is slightly yellow and forked, his eyebrows are a little delicate, and his big eyes are a bit similar to Secretary Tian, as for the overall appearance, because the light is not sufficient, he can't see clearly, I only know that he is standing there with a shy face, a little introverted.

Fang Ning glanced at it a few more times, and only after confirming that he was indeed not a woman disguised as a man did he mutter, Secretary Tian's son-in-law looked like a girl?

Tian Libin Tian Secretary heard Fang Ning's muttering, he almost staggered, his face became even darker, no one dared to say this in front of him, but he couldn't get up in front of this child who was older than his own son, so he had to pretend to be fine.

"Ye Ye, you and Fang Ning are about the same age, they have a common language, go over and talk. Secretary Tian spoke to his son.

Tian Ye heard his father's words, he trembled, and hurried up, and the other party Ning showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Hello!"

Fang Ning grinned, "Hello, my name is Fang Ning." ”

"Hmm... My name is Taba. ”

Isn't this kid too introverted, or does it look a bit of a scumbag, without a manly appearance?

Before Fang Ning could figure it out, he heard Secretary Tian say, "Fang Ning, you guys talk more, and you will have time to get along well in the future." ”

"What?" Fang Ning's eyes widened, what did Secretary Tian mean by this!