The family law of the Ran family is nothing more than copying Buddhist scriptures, grounding, kneeling in the ancestral hall, and playing boards.

After all, Old Mrs. Ran was unable to see blood because today was Chinese New Year's Eve, so she retreated to the kneeling ancestral hall.

At the moment when the family should be happy, Ran Shaotang was imprisoned in the ancestral hall and shared a room with the tablets of the ancestors of the Ran family.

The light in the room was dim, Ran Shaotang slowed down for a while, then opened his eyes, and gradually saw every corner of the ancestral hall clearly.

The tablets of the ancestors and ancestors sit on the sacrificial table.

The three pillars of high incense burned quietly, one hundred and eight candles and lamps beat one after another, and the room was filled with good-smelling sandalwood.

Ran Shaotang knelt tired, tilted his body, and changed his knees to sitting.

She looked at her grandfather's tablet in a daze, and she had something in her heart.

You are wise for a lifetime, but you are confused for a while.

What kind of mother-in-law are you marrying? It's simply insulting to Ran's family.

She once wondered if her own father was snatched from which concubine Mrs. Ran had?

Today, seeing the same acting skills of the mother and son, this long-buried doubt has been completely dispelled.

It's just that she couldn't figure it out for a while, why did her father, who has always taken it as his responsibility to spoil his wife, change his appearance today?

Is there something going on that she doesn't know?

At that time, the incident happened suddenly, she just wanted to protect her mother, and she didn't think about it, but now that she calmed down, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

When the incense stick with the thickness of bamboo chopsticks burned to two-thirds, Shaotang, who was napping in front of the ancestral tablet, was frightened by the sound of firecrackers.

The old lady who was staring at her outside the door also shook her spirits and fell asleep.

Ran Shaotang yawned, imagining the brilliant appearance of the night sky outside the door flickering in the sound of firecrackers, and closed his eyes again with satisfaction.

She hated to see the fake merciful face of the eldest princess the most, and tonight she not only protected her mother as she wished, but also avoided forcing herself to socialize, even if she was punished by her grandmother, it was worth it.

The door behind her was pushed open, and a light squeezed in through the crack in the door, and then filled the place where she knelt, and took a clear picture of the little person who was lazily curling up.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you have to catch a cold when you sleep like this."

When Ran Shaotang heard this voice, he knew that it was Fu Mu Yan Jiang.

She was too lazy to open her eyes, curled up on the futon like a kitten and wanted to continue sleeping.

The nasal voice was slightly heavy, and he muttered, "Mother Fu, help me cover some clothes, I want to sleep well." ”

Yan Jiang looked at Chen Yuan, who had been following her behind her, and forcibly hugged Ran Shaotang straight.

"Don't sleep yet, eat before you sleep. Dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve must be eaten. This was ordered by the old lady. ”

The last sentence she said was heavy, Shaotang opened her eyes impatiently, and looked along Fu's mother's shoulder, Chen Yuan, who was waiting for the old lady, was really standing outside the door, staring at her fiercely.

Chen Yuan was sent by the old lady to see if Ran Shaotang had disobeyed her elders, and when she saw her lazy appearance in front of her ancestors, she coughed twice in her heart as a warning.

Ran Shaotang snatched the plate from Yan Jiang's hand, threw it at Chen Yuan, and scolded: "What kind of thing, dare to fake a tiger in front of the ancestors of the Ran family?" Don't get out yet? ”

It's too late for Yan Jiang to stop him.

Half of the hot dumplings on the plate smashed on Chen Yuan's body, and half fell to the ground.

"Eldest son, don't get along with your own stomach if you lose your temper." Yan Jiang patted her on the back, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

This old woman Chen deserves it, she won't let you come, you have to come with you.

Do you think the eldest prince is a good match?

Chen Yuan was humiliated by Ran Shaotang in front of people, and the old lady's newly rewarded clothes were also dirty, she couldn't stay any longer, and yelled at Xu Yuan, who was guarding the side: "Look at her well." "Turned around and walked away.

Yan Jiang had to go back to prepare food for her, and before leaving, she didn't forget to tell her, don't sleep, be careful of catching a cold, come to send the quilt Yunyun for a while, and was pushed out by Ran Shaotang.

Xu Yuan, who was guarding outside the door, was afraid that she would follow Yan Jiang out of the ancestral hall, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

Ran Shaotang didn't care, and saw that Yan Jiang had already left the gate of the ancestral hall, so she simply sat cross-legged on the futon facing the gate of the ancestral hall.

Xu Yuan saw that she didn't kneel, couldn't hold back the dissatisfaction in her heart, and reminded with a calm face: "If the eldest prince forgets the old lady's explanation, the old slave can repeat it again for the old lady." ”

Shaotang glanced at her, in a good mood, and decided to make an exception to say a few more words to enlighten this stubborn old woman.

"Xu Yuan, this is the ancestral hall of the Ran family, the place where the ancestors of the Ran family stayed, you not only dozed off but also drooled in front of the ancestors of my family, aren't you afraid that they will invite you over there in advance to ask for guilt?"

Xu Yuan was unwilling to do this kind of thankless drudgery, but the old lady sent a message asking her to keep an eye on the eldest son, not to let him be lazy for a moment, otherwise she would quickly go and report the crime on top of the crime.

However, Xu Yuan is not stupid, the old lady will return to the West one day sooner or later. Her deed of sale was in the hands of Yu Ruoxian, and she offended the housewife in the Ran Mansion, and the end would definitely be miserable.

Therefore, she has been keeping one eye open and one eye closed, not wanting to embarrass the eldest son too much.

Who knew that he would fall asleep as soon as he opened and closed. also asked the eldest prince to make a appearance. It's a shame.

The folds piled up at the corners of her eyes trembled slightly, and she lied hard: "The eldest prince can't slander the slave family, the slave has been accompanying the eldest prince just now." ”

Shaotang sneered: "It's okay if you don't admit it, I'll light a pillar of incense and ask the ancestors to see if they are willing to give you a testimony." ”

The ancestral hall is in the courtyard at the back of the Ran Mansion, surrounded by tall trees, quiet and deep, it is a forbidden place, and no one dares to come in except for the men of the Ran family. It is often rumored that this place is haunted.

She felt gloomy when she stayed outside the door, but she didn't expect the eldest prince to invite the ghost out to ask her if she was dozing off, and goosebumps suddenly floated layer after layer of goosebumps all over her body.

The eldest prince said cautiously. Don't scare the old slave. ”

"On Chinese New Year's Eve, the ancestors have to come back from the Yin Cao Difu to reunite with their families, do you know this custom?"

The small pebble that Shaotang had been pinching and playing with in his hand unconsciously bounced towards a candle burning behind him.

Xu Yuan has always believed in ghosts and gods, and she was intimidated by the eldest prince like this, and her legs were already weak.

"Know, know. How could I not know. Xu Yuan stammered and peeked at the ancestral tablet of the Ran family, and suddenly a well-lit white candle was extinguished......

There is no wind to extinguish, could it be that the ancestors of the Ran family really appeared?

Xu Yuan shouted "There is a ghost" and ran away, but her legs trembled like chaff, where to run, the dumplings thrown on the ground just now became a stumbling block, only to hear a pop and kneel on the cold stone bricks outside the door.

Shaotang sat on the futon, and saw that he had psychologically controlled Xu Yuan, so he stood up, walked to Xu Yuan, who kowtowed again and again, and reminded her trembling shoulder: "The Buddha does not bless the liar. ”