Chapter 281: Ancestor Worship II

The ancestral hall is crowded, and on the day of worshipping ancestors at the end of the year, the people of Xiaoxi Village will rush back no matter how busy they are outside, because this day has a different meaning for them. At present, there are more than 1,000 people in Xiaoxi Village, and almost all the men in more than 200 households are concentrated here.

In the middle of the ancestral hall, there are three animal sacrifices, all the cows, all the sheep, and all the pigs, all of which have been cooked. There are also several large rice sieves on both sides, all of which are used to worship ancestors

Nearby, some old people who were playing music were already wearing their sacrificial robes. The sacrificial costume is not the common Tsing Yi horse coat, but the costume of the Warring States Period, which was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of Ziche, and the descendants redid it according to the costumes left by the ancestors, and it has not changed at all.

If there is anything else that the Ziche family has to preserve the traditions passed down by their ancestors, it may only be ancestor worship. However, at that time, these rituals were also considered feudal superstitions and forced to give up, but after order was restored, the Ziche people began traditional rituals again.

Le Lang took San Lang into the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall was already crowded with people, he took a look, and saw Shen Min and Lao Qi chatting in a corner, so he took San Lang over.

Everyone greeted Le Lang when they saw him coming, and they also moved their hands and feet to San Lang's chubby dun, San Lang looked chubby and looked very funny, and everyone couldn't help but want to touch and pinch it. But Saburo is so stinky that he doesn't even let people touch it if he is not familiar with it.

A few friends who usually played with San Lang next to him saw San Lang running over to play with him, and Le Lang went with him.

These children like to play with San Lang very much, not only with San Lang to eat, but mainly because San Lang has a lot of strange things, such as round and smooth small stones, porcupine thorns, wild boar teeth, ** fruit shells and some strange things, some even Le Lang doesn't know what it is, and I don't know where this little guy came from. Not only that, Saburo also has a lot of small animals, and if Saburo is in a good mood, he will let them ride a big and small bearded goat, and Saburo will not let people ride it, it is his special mount.

"Why are you here so early?" Le Lang squeezed on the chair Naruto was sitting on, and forced out a position, the chair was a bamboo chair, and it was squeaked and creaked by Le Lang.

"Be careful, this chair is not strong, if it breaks down later, those old men in the ancestral hall will have to peel off your skin." Naruto said angrily glaring at Rakunan.

"It's not good to peel his skin, maybe let him contribute a few jars of banana wine, I heard that these old men all like Lelang's banana wine, and they also learned to brew it secretly, but I heard that it is not as delicious as Lelang's wine." The sixth said on the side.

Those old men in the village really like to drink Banana Wine made by Lelang, I heard that it is because the banana wine made by Lelang not only tastes good, but also makes people feel refreshed the next day, which has to be said to be a *** for some old men who like to drink two glasses of nothing. After a few old men drank for a long time, they heard that some of the backaches and leg pains were gone. The village spread this matter to the gods, Le Lang didn't believe it, but it was true that it had a little effect, after all, the spring water in the jade Ruyi space was a treasure that could heal injuries, and it was not surprising that there were one or two other curative effects.

Although these old men like the wine brewed by Lelang, they rarely go to his house to ask for it, and they rarely even buy it, mainly because of the problem of face. They don't charge money when they come to buy wine and music, saying that they are filial to the elderly, these old people see that he doesn't charge money, it's okay once or twice, and the old people are also cheeky after a long time, but they can't afford to lose this face. Although Lelang in the village put some wine to sell, there are often more people and less porridge, and the supply exceeds demand, so these old men will make their own wine, but it is not satisfactory.

It wasn't until recently that after the Lelang Distillery started production, these old men got better, and they all went to the distillery to buy wine, Lelang couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't say anything, just asked the people in the distillery to give the old people a cheaper.

Although the taste and aroma of the wine brewed in the distillery are better than the ordinary banana wine brewed by Lelang, it does not have the feeling of being refreshed in the morning made by Lelang, but it can still bring people a feeling of comfort, which is many times better than other wines.

Le Lang and the others were chatting happily, when a majestic voice suddenly sounded in their ears, which was the music at the beginning of the ceremony.

The rules handed down by the ancestors of the Ziche clan, when the sacrifice begins, four respected old men blow the horns with cow horns to gather the clansmen to worship the ancestors, and they will not wait for the expiration.

Hearing the sound, Le Lang and the others hurriedly stood up, San Lang was playing on the side, and hurriedly ran back when they heard the sound.

An old man in front of him took out incense and lit it, and asked the people who came to worship to take incense to worship their ancestors. After the worship, they all stood in the back in a proper manner.

The ancestral hall sacrifice has its own set of rules, the older ones stand in the front, and the younger ones stand in the back, and they are not sloppy at all.

When everyone stood up, the old people who had already prepared on the side began to play music.

The music is empty and melodious, as if remembering the footprints of the ancestors.

After the music, the old man who was sitting on the side stood up, came to the middle of the ancestral hall and took out a piece of yellow paper, and read the sacrifice aloud:

Whoop Lie Ancestor! There are rank Sihu readers.

Shen Xi Wujiang, and Les.

It is not only a clear reading of loneliness, but also a reading of Lai I think.

There is also a soup, both the precept and the peace.

Reading the mantra is false and silent, and there is contention.

Sui my eyebrows, Huang read Gou without borders.

About the wrong balance, eight luan.

In order to enjoy the fake, I was ordered to be a general.

From the sky, the harvest year is prosperous.

Come to the fake and feast, and the blessings are boundless.

The sacrificial texts are generally read by the clan with high morality and high seniority, and the old ancestor in the Ziche clan is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. My husband and ancestor have presided over the ceremony for decades, and I can't help but feel a lot of emotion when I watch the children and grandchildren of each clan grow up.

After the old man finished reading the memorial text, another burst of music sounded, and at this time the ritual was partially over, and then everyone was free to move and chat again.

Everyone sat on the chairs again, and the old people on the side took out piles of silver paper money and put it in the iron bucket in the courtyard and burned it, the silver paper was folded by the women a long time ago, all of them were like silver ingots, and some were strung into a string.

Legend has it that if the paper money burned is booming, it means that the ancestors are happy, and I don't know if it's true.

After burning the paper money, everyone went to the spiritual seat of the ancestors of each family to worship, and the sacrifice was over, but everyone did not leave, and they all sat on chairs.

Now, there is one last and most important thing to do, and that is to share the food. It is said that the three animal sacrifices used to worship the ancestors are cut into pieces and distributed to the clansmen, and it is said that the ancestors and ancestors can bless the growth of their descendants in peace and security, and the blessings and longevity will be extended, and they will be far away from illness and hardship.

It was not the old people who presided over the ritual who cut the meat, but the good meat cutter in the village who "begged for half a knife" to cut it. "Ask for half a knife" is an old chef in the village, he will go to help cook during the New Year's holidays or family happy events and funerals, and he also visited the teacher in his early years. When he was fat, people called him "Ah Qiu," so everyone called him "begging for half a knife".

Asking for a half-knife to cut the meat quickly, he cut it while the person next to him picked it up and put it in a basin, and then put on a piece of cut hair and took it to the front. According to the rules of the ancestors, this food must start from the elderly and children, regardless of generations. One by one, the plates containing the meat and hair were passed over the head and distributed to the tribesmen, and then the empty plates were brought back, and every move was orderly. This is the inheritance, thousands of years of respect for the old and love for the young, unity and mutual love, hand in hand, will leave the roots of today's Ziche family.

Le Lang and San Lang were holding a piece of beef and eating it, San Lang was laughing while eating, he had never seen so many people eating together.

The beef is cut into long slices, and the hair is also cut into long slices, and the two are eaten together, which has a unique flavor.

The hair is made of granulated sugar, low-gluten flour, yeast, water and steamed evenly, and it tastes very soft, with a sweet taste of sugar.

The three animals that cannot be eaten after the sacrifice will be divided into small portions, so that everyone can take them back to their families to eat, so that the ancestors can also bless the safety of their families.

The sacrifice didn't end until noon, and Le Lang took San Lang home with the meat he had shared. At home, Shaoqing had already cooked the meal and was sitting in front of the TV series watching TV and waiting for Le Lang and them to return.

"Ah Lang is back, Ah Lang is back." The sharp-eyed Jia Ling immediately shouted loudly when he saw Le Lang.

When Shaoqing heard this, he ran out, Le Lang pushed the car in, and Shaoqing helped to hug San Lang down and let him play by himself.

"I'm back." Shaoqing stood next to Le Lang and said.

"Well, it's boring to be alone!"

"No, I'm watching TV, and Xiaolong is talking to me?"

"Yes, yes, with my Xiaolong here, Shaoqing will definitely not be bored." Jia Ling jumped on Le Lang's shoulder and said to Le Lang, but his eyes were staring at the things he was carrying, "Ah Lang, what is in your hand, it smells good." ”

"You guy, your nose is quite smart, come, give you a piece." As he spoke, he took out a small piece from the bag and gave it to eat.

"Shaoqing, you eat too."

When Shaoqing heard this, she glared at him angrily, when she was this broken bird. So she said coldly to Le Lang: "No, it's time to eat." Then he walked to the kitchen, leaving only a puzzled look on his face. ~！

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