There is a saying among the old people that the fate of a child born in the first year of junior high school is bumpy, but extraordinary. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's like a saying in later generations, "If you have a big head and a thick neck, you're either a big man or a man".

Yang Huairen is the child who came to the world on the first day of junior high school, and now he is both a big man and a husband, and he is also a marquis, so when he returns to his hometown to worship his ancestors on his birthday, the scene must be high.

Mother Yang instructed the maids to take out the ceremonial clothes of the royal lady, and she and He Zhiyun both dressed up like noblewomen, only Yang Huairen and Erya wore ordinary white linen clothes, saying that this would show the filial piety of their brother and sister.

Only then did Yang Huairen know that his mother was also a master in the world of pretending, and it was not difficult to imagine what it was like when two noble ladies dressed in ceremonial clothes and a marquis dressed in linen appeared in front of his father and fellow villagers at the same time.

Early in the morning, a team of several hundred people set off from Qizhou City and marched towards Licheng County, which was only a dozen miles away.

At the front of the procession was a hired gong and drum team, and in the lively sound of beating, everyone could know that a certain family had returned home.

Behind the gong and drum team are the monks invited by Yang Mu to chant the scriptures and pray for blessings, there are as many as fifty or sixty people, they sing loud Sanskrit music all the way, but it happens to cooperate with the gong and drum team in front of them to create a symphony effect.

Behind the several richly decorated carriages, the three masters of the Yang family sat in these carriages, followed by dozens of other carriages filled with various sacrificial supplies, the most conspicuous is the seven-story pagoda with a height of one zhang in the paste.

At the end, there was a team of internal guards dressed as Hou Ye's guards riding tall horses, and everyone was in good spirits, showing the status of the master.

Just the newly added carriage in the team, the horses and various sacrificial items, and the cost of inviting monks, Yang Mu spent 10,000 yuan, this pomp, even if Zhen Qin sent it, it was not so exaggerated.

The procession passed through the county seat of Licheng, shocking the entire county, and the onlookers stood on both sides of the street and pointed as if they were welcome.

Everyone who saw this pomp was speculating about whose ancestor worship procession this was, and in addition to sighing at the momentum of others, they were also very interested in the papier-mâché airplanes, cannons and tanks loaded on the cart.

Mother Yang was very satisfied with the current effect, Yang Huairen only smiled bitterly, not that he was worried about the money, but he just felt that after spending a lot of money to get these things, they would all be burned in a while, so it was better to buy something delicious.

The team passed through the county seat of Licheng County, and a few miles to the east was the hometown of Yangjia Village. The Yang family has lived here for generations, and more than half of the people in the village have the surname Yang.

Mother Yang didn't inform anyone in advance, and that's what she wanted. The team did not enter the village, and went north from the entrance of the village to the ancestral cemetery of the Yang family.

In this way, the village can be fried, no one knows what these hundreds of people are here for, why they came to Yangjia Village, the whole village is curious to walk out of the village and follow the team to see what is going on.

There is a mound in the north of the village, and on the mound is a poplar forest, and in the middle of the woodland is the place where the ancestral grave of Yangjia Village is located.

The procession stopped at the edge of the woods, and the onlookers realized that this was a procession to return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors.

Mother Yang and He Zhiyun walked out of the carriage in their ceremonial uniforms, and the people didn't know what kind of clothes they were wearing, but that kind of nobility and solemnity made everyone feel envious.

At this time, someone recognized the identity of Yang's mother and said in surprise: "This, is this the daughter-in-law of the sixth family?" ”

With this hint, everyone also saw Yang's mother's face clearly, and recognized that she was the daughter-in-law of the sixth family, and then they discussed with each other in confusion.

"Isn't the sixth family the poorest in the family? Why did you come back today to worship your ancestors, such a big scene? ”

"I heard that his family is just a kid, and he went to Beijing to participate in the autumn examination in the summer, is it ...... His kid won the top prize? ”

"Hey, no, if there was a champion in our village, the government would have come to congratulate him a long time ago, how could there be no movement?"

"That's when people get rich, look at those ingots and candles, more than a dozen carts are filled with pulls to burn, this pomp, tsk......"

Mother Yang heard these discussions in her ears, but just waved to the crowd of onlookers, and did not walk over to say hello.

She was actually very excited in her heart, but she couldn't bear to show it, but He Zhiyun's mood was nervous, as the bride of the Yang family, she was afraid of losing the face of the official, so she also tried her best to cooperate with Yang's mother to set up a score.

Yang's father is the sixth in the Yang family, and he is only a descendant of a partial house, although he also has a house and land, but because the family is thin, he does not have much say in the family.

After Yang's father passed away a few years ago, their orphans and widows had no status in the family, although they could barely make ends meet, but in the eyes of others in the family, they were the poorest, most unpromising and most faceless house.

Mother Yang thought that her son is now a marquis, and he is already the most promising branch of the Yang family, this time he will return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and he will not get back all the face he lost before?

Yang's father's grave is lonely on the edge of the family cemetery, since Yang's mother led Erya into Beijing to look for her son, no one has cleaned it, the dry weeds under the snow are all over the grave, and even the bluestone tombstone is piled up with many dry leaves.

Mother Yang ordered someone to clean it up, then put down the futon, led her son, daughter and daughter-in-law to worship, and told the tombstone about what had happened in recent months, especially her son's anger, and now he is a marquis, and he married a good daughter-in-law, and he couldn't help but sobbed with emotion as he spoke.

Yang Huairen, Er Ya and He Zhiyun respectfully kowtowed to their father, and in a vacant lot next to them, the servants of the family began to burn sacrifices for Yang's father, and the more than a dozen carts of ingots, pagodas, servants, soldiers, airplanes and tanks, burned for a total of half an hour.

The patriarch of the Yang family is an old man over seventy years old, and he is also Yang Huairen's cousin, so he also arrived at this time and led several other well-known figures in the family to come over and ask.

Mother Yang led her children and daughter-in-law to meet the patriarch, and she was neither humble nor arrogant, very atmospheric, saying that in addition to worshipping her ancestors, she was also going to rebuild the tomb for her late husband, hoping that the patriarch would allow it.

Although the patriarch and the elder have seen some of the world, after all, they have lived in the countryside all their lives, where can they recognize that Yang Mu and He Zhiyun are wearing the ceremonial clothes of Mrs. Fate?

As for the champion of his family, the patriarch knew in his heart that it was impossible, so they went to the capital to make a windfall, so they deliberately made such a big scene and came back to show off.

As a long-term family, there is a natural sense of superiority in front of these partial grandchildren, so I don't care about these.