Wang Jinbao pursed his lips, swallowed his bitter water extremely helplessly, and wanted to say that he had been waiting here for a long time, and then said with some tears and laughter

"Oops! Got it! Let's go! Can you say something happy about the Chinese New Year! I've really convinced you! ”

After saying that, Wang Jinbao slipped with oil on the soles of his feet, and when he came to the gate, the third uncle also happened to come over, because the snow in the ground was relatively thick, and he was an idle master, so he and his nephew Wang Xintao took the initiative to play the role of a pioneer.

A large family of more than a dozen men, swaying towards the grave of Wang Jinbao's grandmother in the middle of the ground, after coming to the cemetery, Wang Xincheng used a broom, the weeds in front of the grave, slightly cleaned up, Wang Jinbao quickly took out a part of the wheat grass in the cage and lit it, after the three families lit the incense, began to make incense, after worshipping, they began to burn paper money, because the snow on the ground was not swept clean, the wheat grass was wet in an instant, plus more than a dozen people in the three families, all were burning paper money, and instantly the grave was emitting a puff of green smoke, nephew Wang Xintao saw this, Hehe, grinning, said while throwing gold ingots inward

"Oops! This should call my mom and let her take a good look! ”

Wang Jinku glared fiercely when he heard this

"What nonsense do you talk about all day long! Who's Chinese New Year's Eve night, let the woman go to the grave! Besides, it's getting dark, so I'm going to call you to see what! ”

Wang Xintao pointed to the green smoke on the grave and said with an extremely disdainful smile

"My mom didn't say that if I got into college, it would be unless there was smoke on our ancestral grave! Do you think this is going to be rising? So I'm a big step away from the university? ”

Wang Pengtao glared fiercely when he heard this

"You lost Erlang when you went to school one day, you still want to go to university, and you want to do good things all day long! Let's talk about getting into high school first! ”

When Wang Xincheng heard this, he looked at his two grandsons with great relief and said with a smile

"It's okay! You both study hard, and after you are admitted to a good university in the future, then it will be called for our old Wang family to fight, and the ancestral grave will really be smoking! ”

As soon as the words fell, the big guys laughed, and then everyone came to Wang Jinbao's uncle's cemetery together, after worshipping and burning paper money, Wang Jinbao just got up and saw a grave next to him, the family seemed to have moved into the city, and they hadn't seen anyone come to worship for many years, so they took a few sticks of incense and a pile of burning paper and dark coins, and said with some complaints while walking forward

"Hey! I really don't know what his descendants and grandchildren think, they won't come back for the New Year, so burn some paper money! There is no incense at all, it looks strange and pitiful, I went to burn some, so I can have a good year! ”

When Wang Xincheng saw this, he glared at him fiercely and said angrily

"What are you doing? Put the things in the cage, and we'll give you your grandfather, burn some paper in front! What if it's not enough?"

Wang Jinbao looked at this cage, there are so many more, and there are other two families of paper money, although most of the graves are burned by their own families, but as long as they pay for it, they are all mixed together and burned in the end, so he said a little irritably

"Oops! Dad, I'll burn a little, we still have so many, what are you doing, you can't be more atmospheric during the New Year! ”

Wang Jinku smiled bitterly when he heard this, and patted him on the shoulder

"Oops! Jinbao This is not a matter of the second uncle's atmosphere and temperament, but the grave is not messy with paper and not burned, this is the rule left by the old ancestors, we can't mess up! Go quickly and go to the open space in front of you, pay tribute to the grandfather and them, burn more in the third circle, and go back to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and keep vigil! ”

When Wang Jinbao heard this, his face was flushed in an instant, carrying a cage containing wheat straw and paper money, following behind the army, and came to a piece of wheat field to commemorate the grandfather in previous years, Wang Xincheng drew three large circles, and each circle left a gap, of which the first circle is on behalf of the burning to the ancestors, the second circle is on behalf of the burning to the grandfather and grandmother, and the third circle is on behalf of the burning to the lonely souls and ghosts. While throwing paper money into the circle, he kept muttering in his mouth

"Master! Pick up the money! Milk picks up money! ”

"Grandpa! Pick up the money! Grandma! Pick up the money! ”

Others knelt in front of the circle and threw the paper money in their hands, one by one, into the inside, for fear that the paper ashes would float outside, for fear that the money picked up by their deceased relatives would be incomplete, and that they would scold themselves for being an unfilial descendant.

After going to the grave, the big guys all returned to their own homes and began to worship God to clean up the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, at nine o'clock, Wang Jinku took Wang Pengtao, Wang Xintao and daughter Wang Yi, came to Wang Jinbao's house, and after a while, Wang Jinbao's third uncle took his three sons and daughters and grandsons, and also came to Wang Jinbao's house, and everyone worshipped together in front of Wang Jinbao's grandparents' spiritual seat, and after worshipping together, they first kowtowed to Wang Xincheng two heads to finish the New Year, that is, his third uncle and two heads, and then two nephews, to the married uncle, each kowtowing two heads, like Wang Jinbao, who was not married, you don't have to kowtow, you can say a verbal New Year's greeting and you're done!

Finally, under the leadership of Wang Jinbao's third uncle, they came to the kitchen together, and after Zhao Xiu'e finished worshipping the New Year's Eve, they began to serve the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and everyone began to eat meat and drink wine and keep vigil, after Wang Jinbao finished eating, he immediately went to Wang Jinku's house, until Wang Jinbao's third uncle's Chinese New Year's Eve meal was finished, about one o'clock in the morning, one by one they drank and returned home in a daze, washed their faces and rested after worshipping God.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year in 006, Wang Jinbao was still lying on the kang and couldn't get up, and suddenly his nephew Wang Pengtao ran in, directly stuffed his cold hands into his warm quilt, and said with a wicked smile

"Uncle, everyone has begun to head towards the west of the village, my third master's family is concentrated, why are you still asleep! In the end, whether to go to the New Year's greetings or not! ”

Wang Jinbao was cold, shivered and glared helplessly, and said with some irritation

"Why is it so early this year! What time is it? ”

Wang Pengtao glared at him and said in surprise

"Uncle, are you still sleeping! It's already past nine o'clock, and it's going to be ten o'clock soon! This has already begun in previous years! You hurry up and wear it and I'll pass it first! My dad is still waiting at home! ”

When Wang Jinbao heard this, he swished up, put on his clothes, came to the kitchen and poured some hot water, washed his face, and picked up a bowl of noodles without brushing his teeth

"How do you still know! I thought I was lying on the kang, waiting for a dozen of your uncles to come and kowtow to you for the New Year! Called you a morning, you seem to live for a few minutes every day! Hot rice has to be eaten cold! ”