Serving tea to the guests, Jia Lian didn't look at the box in Jia Rui's hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You take this back, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a chance at all."

Jia Rui was helpless, although he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to show it in front of Jia Lian, so he could only politely retreat.

Entering the house, Jia Cong and Jia Yingchun have finished fighting, and it is the little girl who has taken the lead.

"My sister is really talented in chess, so I taught you, and you can kill your second brother without leaving a piece of armor."

I don't have to participate in the battle, Jia Lian is still happy to make her sister happy.

Jia Yingchun was a little embarrassed, blushing and waving his hands humbly.

The corners of Jia Cong's mouth twitched when he heard this, he lowered his head and endured it, and whispered.

"Brother is not as good as me......"

"Poof."

Jade, who was following behind, couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, Jia Lian's face was a little uncomfortable, and she opened her mouth to Jia Cong angrily.

"That's when I saw today's Chinese New Year's Eve, in order to make you happy, I deliberately lost. Why don't you understand the hard work of being a brother? ”

patted Jia Cong's shoulder thoughtfully, and Jia Lian looked heartbroken.

Jade and Jia Yingchun covered their mouths and laughed.

Jia Cong raised his head speechlessly, in view of the residual power left by his predecessor, although he knew that Jia Lian was quibbling, he didn't dare to speak again, only looked at Jia Lian with resentment, and silently despised it in his heart.

Jia Lian also knew that his defense was very pale, and greeted the two of them with a clear cough.

"Ahem, it's almost time, let's go to the mansion over there."

Everyone responded, and each girl took a big wool cloak and covered the three of them tightly, put a hand stove in her hand, and then went out.

Looking all the way, the two mansions have changed the door gods, joint pairs, and listings, and the new oil peach charm has taken on a new look.

Ningguo Mansion from the gate, the instrument door, the hall, the warm pavilion, the inner hall, the inner three doors, the inner instrument door and the inner door, until the main hall, all the way to the main door, all the way to the main gate wide open, on both sides of the stairs under the color of vermilion and high light, the point of the two golden dragons in general.

When Jia Yu saw that the three brothers and sisters were coming, he asked Jia Yingchun to stay on the side, and beckoned Jia Lian and Jia Cong into the ancestral hall.

Also waiting next to him are Jia Huan, Jia Tanchun, and cherishing spring.

That's the difference between the two and the best.

In the ancestral hall, all the relatives of the family were talking and laughing around Jia's mother, Jia Lian glanced around, and his eyes suddenly fell on a person.

In the shadow of the ancestral hall, Caiyun Caixia and a few girls such as the pearl beside Jia Mu surrounded a person who was haggard and pale.

Eyebrows trembling, looking left and right, dodging.

Jia Lian's eyes were awe-inspiring, and after thinking about it, he understood again.

Although Jia's mother put Mrs. Wang under "house arrest", she used the excuse of serious illness.

The sacrifice is a big event at this time, and Mrs. Wang is Jia Zheng's wife, even if it is to prevent Jia Zheng from being criticized by others, Jia's mother will release people.

It's just that......

However, I haven't seen her for a few days, although Mrs. Wang is neatly dressed, her eyes are black, and her expression is even more suspicious, and her two eyes are dripping and rolling.

The two hands tightly grasped his front placket, the green tendons were exposed, and the whole person shrunk into a ball. The whole person seems to be older than Jia's mother, where is there still half of the high-spirited appearance of before.

Retracting his gaze, Jia Lian followed behind Jia Yu, not looking at Mrs. Wang.

It's time to take back the Wind Shadow Grass, it doesn't matter if this kind of person has that thing now, if he does too much bad things, he will naturally have more ghosts in his heart.

As for death.

What's so terrible about that, just let her live like no one and no ghost, and be terrified every day in fear, which makes him even more relieved.

Ready, the people of Jiafu arranged their shifts.

Jia Jing is the main sacrifice, Jia pardon is a sacrifice, Jia Zhen is a knight, Jia Lian Jia Cong is a silk, Baoyu holds incense, Jia Ling shows a carpet, and guards the burning pond.

Tsing Yi music, three dedications, worship the end, burn the silk and drink the wine, finish the ceremony, stop the music, and quit.

Everyone followed Jia Mu to the main hall, the brocade curtain in front of the shadow was hung high, the color screen was protected, and the incense candles were brilliant.

There are portraits of Ning Rong's two ancestors hanging in the center, all of which are python waist jade; There are also several scrolls of ancestral relics on both sides. Jia Xun, Jia Zhi and others stood in line from the inner instrument gate until they reached the bottom of the main hall corridor.

Outside the threshold is Jia Jing and Jia Yu, and inside the threshold are the female dependents.

All the families are outside the gate. Every dish arrived, passed to Yimen, Jia Xun and Jia Zhi took it, and passed it to Jia Jing on the stairs in order.

Jia Rong is the grandson of the chief of the house, and he is the only one who follows his daughter in the threshold, and every time Jia Jing holds the vegetables, it is passed on to Jia Rong, and Jia Rong is passed on to the people of the You family, and it is passed to the front of the table, and it is passed to Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang's hands were a little trembling at first, and Jia Mu frowned and coughed several times, she knew that she was not as good as before. If she made something wrong at this time, she didn't know what was waiting for her, so she settled down and forced herself not to be so afraid, so she would be better.

Mrs. Wang passed it to Jia's mother, and Jia's mother held it on the table.

Mrs. Xing is in the west of the offering table, standing in the east, and offering to Jia's mother. Until the rice soup and wine and tea were passed, Jia Rongfang withdrew from the lower rank and was classified as the first of Jia Qin's ranks.

Whoever follows the name next to the text, Jia Jing is the head; The next is from the jade, headed by Jia Zhen; and then from the grass, Jia Rong is the leader; Left Zhao and right Mu, male east and female west; Tong Jia's mother bowed down with incense, and everyone knelt down together, and the five halls, three hugging the building, the eaves of the inner and outer corridors, and the two Dan piers on the upper and lower steps, were full of flowers, and there was no gap in the open space.

The crows were silent, only listening to the sonorous jingling, the sound of the golden bell and jade pendant swaying slightly, and the sound of kneeling boots.

After the ceremony was over, Jia Jing and Jia Yu hurriedly withdrew, and went to Rongfu to wait to salute Jia's mother.

Although there were sacrifices in later generations, they were nothing more than burning paper and incense, and they were all operated by the elders.

Like Jia Lian's later life, all he needs to do is to kowtow.

At this time, I personally experienced a busy and solemn sacrificial ceremony, although I was busy and dizzy, but it was very magical.

Jia Lian actually had an extra sense of belonging.

Just like the moment when the national anthem of the Olympic Games sounded in the future, the whole person was numb, and the scorching and simple patriotic emotions and the sense of belonging emanated from the depths of the soul.

I don't know if it's the feeling left over from the previous body, or the current Jia Lian is affected by this solemn ceremony.

That strong sense of family mission made Jia Lian's hair stand on end.

The body shuddered involuntarily, Jia Lian looked back at the solemn ancestral hall again, and his heart was shocked.

What a wicked sect!

When the two brothers went out to meet Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun saw that Jia Yingchun was dressed more gorgeously than himself, and he had a golden bell hairpin on his head, which was worth a lot at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The second sister went back to her home, but it was much brighter than before. But the eldest lady is also a little biased, the hairpin on the head of the second sister is really good-looking, they are all a young lady in the family, you can't compare to the younger sister. ”

Pouting, Jia Tanchun's tone was high, Jia Lian and Jia Cong heard her high-pitched voice as soon as she went out.

Jia Yingchun's face was already thin, and he was at a loss when he heard the words, and his face turned red.

This hairpin is Xing's dowry, and the clothes on his body are also made by Xing's beckoning the girl next to him to Jia Yingchun.

Bisheng really has the intention of comparing the Tanchun in the second room, so Jia Yingchun just wants to explain, but he can't speak.

Jia Lian couldn't see that his sister was wronged, and there was an aggressive Jia Tanchun lined with him, and he looked even more delicate and sensible in the spring.

"Third sister, do you think the second lady has wronged you?"