July 14th.

Sioux House.

Su Ma sat in the position with a smile on her face, Su Xiao and Su Shu sat below, and folded the tin foil in her hand into the shape of a silver ingot without saying a word.

Looking at the movement, it is very skillful.

Su Qing walked in from outside.

Su Ma asked, "Is the five-color flag hanging?" ”

Su Qing nodded.

Bai Aya next to her looked at the two younger sisters who were folding silver ingots in the front hall and said with some curiosity: "Husband, this tin foil folding ingot should be a custom in the Jiangnan area." ”

"At the beginning of the previous dynasty, our family fled from Jiangnan and settled here, but we have always said that we can't forget our roots, so we simply combine the customs of the two places."

Su Shu raised her head to explain, threw a huge ugly silver ingot in her hand into the basket in front of her and said to Su Ma, "Mom, it's enough, I'm tired." ”

Su Ma said: "It's not enough, help your sister-in-law's share and fold it well." ”

Su Shu pretended to wail.

She is active by nature, and it is not easy to sit here honestly for nearly an hour, another hour?

Bai Aya walked over and sat down beside Su Shu and smiled at Su Ma and said, "Mom, I'll come by myself, just let Su Shu teach me." ”

Su Shu's spirit suddenly refreshed.

Su Ma thought about it, it is much better to do it yourself than to find someone else to do it for her, Su Ma nodded and said to Su Shu: "Shushu, teach your sister-in-law." ”

Su Shu nodded.

Teach quickly, just in time to catch up with the temple fair that is about to start in Sanhe Town, thinking about it like this, Su Shu is even more energetic.

Su Xiao pushed the full basket around him in front of him and said to Su Ma, "Mom, these are enough." ”

Su Ma glanced at it and said, "Enough." ”

Seeing this, Su Xiao got up, looked at the stains on his hands, walked outside, and said, "Then I'll go wash my hands." ”

Su Shu next to her suddenly said unhappily: "Mom, why does my sister stack less than me." ”

Su Ma smiled: "You are going to go to the ancestral hall to burn it, and your sister is stacking it for fasting, of course it's different." ”

On the day of the Midyear Festival, people should often walk and go to the roadside, wells, and rivers, knock on the utensils, and burn paper ingots to those lonely souls who have no sacrifices......

After Su Xiao washed his hands, he walked in and said, "It's strange, I saw my father pulling Ao Ling and Ao Meng in the backyard just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?" ”

Su Ma said angrily: "I must have run out again, you hurry back after the festival, you didn't go home, the old guy stared at me, now it's okay, you come back, it's equivalent to giving him a holiday." ”

The three brothers and sisters of the Su family couldn't help but laugh.

It seems like this.

In the afternoon.

Su Qing and Bai Aya carried a basket full of silver ingots and walked towards the Su ancestral hall in the village, the Su family has already spread out from the south of the Yangtze River to this place, the ancestors of the Zhongyuan Festival are a big event, the people surnamed Su will generally send their stacked silver ingots to the ancestral hall one day in advance, and when it comes to the fifteenth, it will be burned to the ancestors.

The ancestral hall is an important place.

What if there is a sudden mishap in separate combustion? Do you apologize in the ancestral hall?

"Brother Qing."

"Aoko."

"Su Qing."

“……”

The ancestral hall is located on the island in the middle of the lake in Suzhuang, and when I boarded the boat, I met some clansmen who passed or came back one after another.

There are acquaintances.

There is a knowing.

There are also unimpressed.

The older generation may still be familiar with each other, but after entering the new era, it has already changed a little.

Landing on the island.

The island in the middle of the lake is actually not right to say that it is an island, an ancestral hall occupies two-thirds, but the atmosphere at the end of the ancestral hall is ......

Bai Aya, who had lowered her sense of existence, took Su Qing's arm and looked at the plaques on both sides of the ancestral hall and said, "Are we going to the blessed land?" ”

Su Qing shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it next year." ”

Bai Aya nodded.

What is the purpose of building an ancestral hall? In the past, in addition to the role of enshrined in the ancestral tablet, the ancestral hall also had a very big role, that is, to build the ancestral hall into the blessed land of the Yin World, the ancestral hall to fall, and the blessed land of the Yin World, so that the ancestors and the ancestors could be distinguished from those Yin spirits who lived in the City God's Mansion.

After all, not everyone can build an ancestral hall.

Hierarchy or something exists not only in the yang world, but also in the yin world.

Jizendo!

Walking into the hall, Su Qing and Bai Aya put the silver ingot basket in their hands in a special position, and then took the sandalwood handed over by a white-haired Cangcang clan elder.

Ignite and plug it in.

The sandalwood was miao, but it disappeared in the sky.

There was no change in the patriarch's expression.

It's been a long time coming.

Since 200 years ago, after the completion of the new Qin, all the families with ancestral halls have seen this strange thing, and then the next day there are people who say that there is a dream of the deceased ancestor that night, the yin world opens, and the blessed land falls......

Su Qing bowed three times and looked up at the back of the ancestral tablet on the stage.

In the dark.

Sandalwood enters it and falls into the ancestral shrine of the Yin World built on the basis of incense, which is the blessed land of the Su family in the Yin World.

The incense in the sun is continuous.

The blessed land of the Yin World will last forever, and there is no need to worry about being pulled into the six realms of reincarnation because of the end of Yin life, and there is no need to worry about being bullied by other Yin Spirits.

The ancestral shrine of the blessed land is wide open, and all kinds of laughter and laughter in it have a different style from the solitary yin with many distorted expressions who want to enter the mix.

Su Qing looked outside the blessed land, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

None of them.

There must be too much solitary shade in the blessed land.

Is it the way it is?

Still is......

Su Qing glanced back at the clan elder who was hunched over and walking towards the inside of the ancestral hall, and then whispered to Bai Aya: "Aya'er, is this matter normal?" ”

Bai Aya smiled and said, "Since the husband is worried, why don't you ask grandpa?" ”

Su Qing was stunned for a moment and said: "I haven't reached the realm of refining gods, and it is a little inconvenient for the Yin God to travel, so please ask Aya'er to take a trip." ”

Su Qing can travel.

Unlike that day, when there was a yin difference to lead the way and a yin division to bless the travel, Su Qing, who traveled before reaching the realm of refining gods, would only travel with his ontological Qingyun......

Bai Aya shook her head and said nothing.

Su Qing didn't force it.

The next second.

Bai Aya pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "Actually, when I came with my mother that day, the concubine went to the ancestral shrine and met my grandfather." ”

Su Qing's eyes lit up and said, "Oh? ”

Bai Aya said: "Actually, the concubine originally wanted to tell her husband yesterday that the number of lonely souls outside these blessed lands suddenly increased at the beginning of the month. ”

"At the beginning of the month?"

Su Qing lowered his head and said with a flickering gaze: "Could it be that his true demon is beating the attention of the blessed land?" ”

Bai Aya said: "It's possible, Suzhuang has ancestral shrine incense suppression, and ordinary lonely souls and wild yin can't get close at all, but the wedding venue between the Chen family's sister and Zhang Xingwen is in the town, and grandpa Zeng Dao also had lonely souls here around the Midyear Festival last year, so ......"

Su Qing: "......"