Chapter 3 Old Feudal Customs
"Shouldn't you put salt in white porridge?"
A breakfast that no one ate well. Old Man Xue said earnestly: "Daughter-in-law Sun's cooking skills must be practiced well, and Mei Long's daughter-in-law can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen." With that, he walked away. Jiang Xinle looked at her, looking nerve-wracked.
"Worshipping the gods, making sacrifices, and making pastries are all compulsory courses for Mei Long's new daughter-in-law, and the first month of marriage will be a little hard. Tonight, you have to go to the ancestral hall to keep the lantern until dawn for your deceased father-in-law, which is considered to be filial piety for him. After Jiang Xinle finished speaking, He Niannian looked blindfolded, and she was alone in the dark and gloomy ancestral hall?
"After breakfast, Sister-in-law Jiang will teach you to make some pastries, which are used for sacrifices and worship, you have to learn by heart. Before dark, you young husband and wife go to the ancestral hall to worship together. On the first night, I will keep a vigil with you, but you will have to go by yourself for the next two nights. You haven't been able to keep filial piety for your father-in-law for three years, but you have to keep a lantern for him for three nights, do you understand?"
The outlook on life has been refreshed, is she living in the 21st century?
I was not in the mood to eat breakfast at all, and I had no intention of stopping after following Sister-in-law Jiang to learn to make pastries. Seeing that the kitchen was full of all kinds of pastries, Sister-in-law Jiang checked everything, and finally shook her head.
It's too old, the dough is not good, there is too much sugar, and too much water is too thin......
He Niannian suddenly had nothing to love, and Sister-in-law Jiang would not do it again after demonstrating it herself, but just pointed her out on the side. After the smoke and fire, He Niannian's stomach finally screamed angrily: "Sister-in-law Jiang, can we ......?"
"Sister-in-law Jiang, it's hard work, take a break!" Xue Yihuai is always elusive, and these three or two sentences made Sister-in-law Jiang finally give her a chance to breathe. However, I didn't expect Xue Yihuai to say next, "You go and rest, I'll keep an eye on her." ”
In the eyes of Sister-in-law Jiang, Xue Yihuai was a very reliable child, so she left happily. He Niannian didn't care about any image, he picked up and ate any pastries, and saw Xue Yihuai's face full of disgust: "If I don't come to the rescue, will you starve to death in front of the mountains of pastries?"
He Niannian choked a little and hammered his chest: "Xue Yihuai, I found out that you are a capitalist's face, inhuman!"
After saying that, a bottle of mineral water was just about to be handed to her, but it was instantly taken back. He Niannian stretched out his hand, but he unscrewed the lid and took a sip himself: "You want to drink it after the capitalist?"
It was probably because he was in too much of a hurry to eat, and the pastries were too dry, so He Niannian choked a lot. Where can I still care about him drinking, raise my head and grunt a few times before going down with half a bottle of water. With a wipe of the back of his hand, He Niannian sniffed: "I kind of understand, what do you say you want? What kind of woman is fat and thin around you, why did you choose me?"
She sat on the threshold, and Xue Yihuai chuckled: "Well, what am I trying to do?" and squeezed to her side and sat down.
He Niannian turned his face sideways, and his face was a little angry: "What else can I want? Which woman is willing to suffer this crime? Pedantic, feudal, superstitious, I have a pair of slender jade hands, and I have become a pair of barbed hands in less than forty-eight hours here. It's a conspiracy at all, and you're not upset. ”
Xue Yihuai laughed and nodded unabashedly: "That's right, what I want is a woman who can accept the Xue family's feudalism." He Niannian, even if this is a conspiracy, you are willing to walk in. So, what are you trying to do?"
"Of course I'm a figure...... Otherwise, what else? Can you still be a person who wants you?" stammered, hiding the panic in his heart.
His cheeks were slightly red, Xue Yihuai looked at her sideways, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Picture my money? Well, this is the best." After speaking, he stood up, patted her on the shoulder, and pointed to the big stove, "Keep up the good work, I will wait for the good news of your victory before dark." After saying that, he patted his ass and left. Sure enough, capitalists are so inhuman......
"The young lady's pastries are still not very good, but it is too late to be picky. It's all in the basket, and now there's one more thing to do. Sister-in-law Jiang said very pertinently.
And one more thing? Sure enough, it's endless. I never thought that this last thing would be such a murderous thing - killing chickens!
Only by doing it yourself can you show respect for your ancestors. When Sister-in-law Jiang said this, He Niannian was speechless. What He Niannian never expected, the chicken was not killed, she made the old house jump, but finally bleed herself.
Sister-in-law Jiang bandaged her fingers, and Master Xue had a dark face: "Killing a chicken can make the house fly and the dog jump, and I don't know if this indicates that this family will be restless from now on!"
Jiang Xinle made a cup of Pu'er for Old Man Xue, and persuaded softly: "Dad, you dissipate your anger, you should be uncomfortable again when your blood pressure is high." Don't worry about juniors, after all, this is the first time for you, so don't be angry with her. Nian Nian, don't admit your mistake to grandpa!"
He Niannian felt aggrieved like something, but he couldn't reason with an old man, and the consequences would be unimaginable if he was stimulated. Old Man Xue's face softened, and he shook his hand, looking hurtful. The sky gradually darkened, and the group went to the Xue family ancestral hall with baskets.
The ancestral hall is not far from the Xue family's old house, an independent small wooden house with red walls and black tiles. The door of vermilion lacquer is a little mottled, and the hanging plaque is written with three words - Xue Family Ancestral Hall, I heard that women were not qualified to enter the ancestral hall before the Republic of China.
There were rows of black spiritual positions in the center of the ancestral hall, and the sides were a little gloomy, and He Niannian felt a little panicked. Placing the offerings and lighting the lanterns, He Niannian followed Jiang Xinle through all the processes. In the end, only she and Xue Yihuai were left.
Xue Yihuai knelt very reverently, closed his eyes and said nothing. After a long time, he stood up and said, "If your leg is numb, get up and walk, just be sincere, your ancestors won't blame you." He Niannian sat on the futon and rubbed his legs, his heart was mixed.
"Tomorrow night, do I really want to keep the lantern alone?"
"Scared?"
At this time, there is really no need to be reckless, there are rows of spiritual positions in front of you, and you are not afraid that it is a deception. Xue Yihuai chuckled: "I have a good prescription to ensure that you forget your fears." He Niannian was skeptical, and after he finished his so-called prescription, He Niannian really had the idea of jumping up and biting him to death.
In the gloomy ancestral hall, let her make a salary report, saying that if she is highly concentrated, she will forget her fear. The face of the capitalist, completely unadorned.
"When my mother-in-law first got married, did she also keep the lantern for three nights?"
"You say my mother, she kept watch all night. ”
Xue Yihuai stared at his mobile phone and returned carelessly, but He Niannian set off a storm in his heart. What the hell? Mother-in-law only kept watch for one night back then, why did she have to stay for three nights? Xue Yihuai glanced at her, and looked at the spiritual seat on the altar with a smile: "When my mother got married, my father-in-law and mother-in-law were both built here. ”
He Niannian followed his gaze, and the latest color was his father Xue Changhua's spiritual position.
"Even if it weren't for custom, my dad could afford to have you worship him for three nights. His words were a little intriguing, He Niannian looked at him and didn't ask.
Xue Yihuai suddenly stood up, leaned against the door and took out a cigarette and matches. It was a pine snow wooden match stalk, thin and long, gently scratching the match paper and igniting a wisp of blue light. The firelight reflected the side of his face, and she felt an indescribable loneliness.
He took a deep breath and jerked out his cigarette. Without saying anything, the meteor strode out of the front yard of the ancestral hall.
"Where are you going?" looked at his posture, and there were signs that he had left her alone to guard the lantern.
"Toilet, do you want to come with me too?" he stood at the door of the front yard without looking back, and the two dim lights in front of the door stretched his figure very long. Even though she couldn't see his expression, she could still feel the change in his mood.
Did she say something wrong? Otherwise, why would it suddenly turn sunny to cloudy?
He Niannian didn't follow, but the moment he closed the door, He Niannian's heart was like a drum.
The wick of the ever-bright lamp flashed, Nian Nian was startled, and immediately knelt upright: "The ancestors of the Xue family are above, Nian Nian has just arrived, don't scare me......" She babbled several times, kept looking back, but Xue Yihuai had not come back yet.
Turning back in disappointment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and she screamed unexpectedly......