After sweeping the dust on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the New Year's overture began. The pigs in the family were killed, and the grandmother Huang was in charge, except for inviting someone to eat a meal, all of them were left at home. Steamed rice cakes, steamed jujube cakes, pancakes, steamed buns, steamed steamed buns - they are very busy. I have to say that Lin Fu's mother-in-law has good skills, much stronger than Zhou's, and she can afford most of the work on the stove, which makes Huang's Zhou and others much easier, and even Xiaomiao can help a lot, and she doesn't have the delicate appearance of everyone at all, and she can afford to put down any work.

After the twenty-sixth and seventh days of the lunar month, the number of people in the village who came to the door to ask for couplets gradually increased. These brothers are not rejected, and it is a good time to practice calligraphy. Since Lin Zimo's grandfather in Linjia Village, there has been no showmanship, and the annual couplet is written by the patriarch who has read for a few days. Since Lin Zimo's family came back, they all begged for the uncle's father and son, which is also the reason why after his family came back, there was basically no one in the village to bully.

This year, the uncle and his son left, and they didn't come back when the New Year was approaching, so they brought two catties of pork and two catties of dim sum back, and they didn't come back for the New Year. Lin Zimo estimated that the eldest aunt didn't know that her life was so good, and if she knew, she would have run back early to take advantage.

The three brothers who were studying in the county university hall became the target, and they all begged to come to the door. The good man did it to the end, and the family was rich, so he bought a stack of red paper from the small shop in the village, and the three brothers wrote it one by one, and if they asked for it, they sent two pieces. Don't look at this small action, it made Lin Huaide's prestige in the village go to a new level for a while.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and after getting up early in the morning to eat steamed buns and big pot dishes, Lin Huaide led his three sons to the grave. Walking on the road, Lin Huaide, who is usually silent, couldn't help but chatter: "The county seat is so close to our village, why didn't your uncle come back to give your grandfather a grave?" After walking for a while, he said: "Don't worry about your grandma, you won't come to kowtow to your grandma during the New Year." ”

The three brothers walked silently, carrying the basket with offerings, and no one answered, the three brothers had lived in the county seat for a few months, and no one mentioned it at the eldest uncle's house, even Lin Huaide didn't mention it. After years of estrangement, even the relationship between brothers has become indifferent, but I don't understand, the eldest aunt has no feelings for this family, and the uncle will not come back this time, which is even more chilling.

The tall grave circle, surrounded by hundreds of graves, a dozen tall pine trees, poplars and many miscellaneous trees, the cemetery is a bit gloomy, and the people who go to the grave nod their heads to greet each other, and each goes to the grave of his father to worship. The graves made of loess are full of withered grass, creating an oppressive atmosphere. Lifted the blue cloth covered with the basket, and there was a large plate of snow-white steamed buns, a large plate of snow-white steamed buns, a large bowl of meat, and a large bowl of stewed chicken nuggets.

Lin Huaide, like many clansmen, single-handedly took a plate of steamed buns, took a large handful of paper money, and went to the front of the grave belonging to the ancestor of the Lin family to burn paper, this is the rule of the clan, and no one can forget their ancestors when they go to the grave. After going to my grandfather's grave to burn paper, I returned to my own grave. There were red fires everywhere, and two more firecrackers were lit, and in the "crackling", the father and son kowtowed a few times together.

When they got home, Lin Fu and his son pasted the couplet early, and from the gate to the house, there was a lot of prosperity everywhere, which made the depressed mood much better.

After a short rest, a sip of water, the father and son took a bath, changed into new plain clothes, and went to the Lin family ancestral hall before noon. The ancestral hall of the Lin family was rebuilt with the money donated by Lin Huaide's family, and the five large tiled houses were equipped with bluestone slabs inside and outside the house, which was solemn and atmospheric.

The offerings in the ancestral hall are not offered by each family in kind, but by each family's stall money, which is uniformly bought by the clan for worship. Entering the ancestral hall compound, the offerings have been placed, on the table of the eight immortals, with a special iron plate placed steamed whole pig, whole sheep, whole chicken, whole fish, four plates of steamed buns, four plates of dim sum, can be said to be dedicated to the whole table.

As soon as Lin Huaide's father and son appeared, Lin Huaide was invited to get started, standing next to the clan elders below the patriarch. This is a noble position, with Lin Huaide's status in the clan, he can't come here, but donating a hundred taels of silver to the ancestors to repair the ancestral hall is a great merit, and no one has an opinion on this.

Standing behind his father, Lin Zimo quietly looked into the house dedicated to his ancestors, there was no tablet like a hill in the house, there was only one ancestral tablet in the middle, and there was a family tree with dense names written on the surrounding walls, and the deceased elders of the Lin family were all on it. The scalp was numb for a while, Lin Zimo hurriedly lowered his head, the things in the world were not clear, if he didn't believe in the soul, how could he come to this other world? I hope that the ancestors of the Lin family will not blame him for occupying this body.

All the people came, the patriarch took the lead, stood at the front and lit three pillars of coarse incense, and everyone knelt on the ground together and kowtowed four heads. Lin Zimo's piety is incomparable, and he has forgotten all about the rejection of bowing and bowing at every turn, and only hopes that the ancestors of the Lin family will not worry about him for the sake of his sincerity.

After a series of ceremonies, it is not over, and every Chinese New Year's Eve night, a few people must be left to keep vigil for the ancestors to light incense, until the dumplings are eaten in the morning. This work is done in turns, one by one, this year there is no Lin Huaide's family, and the fathers and sons can finally go home for dinner.

In ancient times, keeping the New Year was the most annoying job, there was neither a TV nor a computer, and it was not possible to read and write under the New Year. The family sat around the big kang in the grandmother's house, knocking melon seeds, eating snacks and talking, and sent Lin Fu's family back to their house to keep the New Year, so that they could also rest.

The family can clearly feel that grandma has something in her heart, and she is a little absent-minded, probably worried about the uncle's family. Everyone in the world is like this, the mother is worried, the mother is not worried, and the selfless maternal love can tolerate the children.

In order to make grandma happy, the family tried their best to talk, Lin Zimo said a few jokes that were popular in the computer before, and finally caused grandma to laugh, stroked the head of Lin Zimo, who was sitting next to her, and said: "I know you are worried about me, I also want to open, I won't worry about your uncle anymore, children have their own children's blessings, don't be a horse and cow for your children, just guard a few of you." Lin Zimo was a little sad for his grandmother, so he hurriedly changed the topic, laughed and made trouble with Lin Yu around his grandmother, completely became a child, and coaxed the old man very happy.