"What's so embarrassing about this, it's natural to get married and have children." Ding Mingyue looked at her and said, "Why haven't you moved yet." Looking at the two of them, he said, "You have to work hard!" ”

"Am I married for ten years or eight years? I've only been married for three months, okay? Ding Haixing looked at the group of people with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, don't say it, don't say it, let it be." Zhan Changsheng hurriedly said, his voice low and powerful.

"Alright, it's up to her aunt." Ding's mother's dark eyes flashed lightly, and she quickly changed the topic.

Ding Mingyue scratched her head, "What should I say?" Looking at Ding Guoliang, "I'm going to say it, will it increase the pressure on you!" ”

Ding Guoliang instantly understood, "It's okay, aunt." I also want to succeed in my studies, be admitted to university, and glorify my ancestors. ”

"Then I wish Guoliang to be admitted to the ideal university in the college entrance examination next year." Ding Mingyue immediately said.

"Oops! His aunt really spoke my mind. Ding's father said in one breath, "For fear of putting pressure on Guoliang, we don't dare to improve the exam." ”

Ding Mingyue looked at his second nephew and said, "Speaking of which, boy, are you sure that you have been tutoring for more than ten days?" ”

"I will go with my sister and brother-in-law after the year, and come back after two or three months of tutoring." Ding Guoliang took a sip of wine, "Isn't there anything to drink about this wine?" ”

"That's a good thing!" Ding Mingyue immediately supported.

"At school, I'm going to trouble my aunt." Ding Guoliang looked at her with his hands in fists and pleaded.

"No problem." Ding Mingyue replied cheerfully, "I also have good news to announce. ”

"What's the good news?" Dad Ding asked.

"I've been promoted, and I'm the director of the Finance Institute." Ding Mingyue announced.

"You girl, you can really hide it, why didn't you say it earlier." Ding's father pointed at her and said.

"I don't dare to talk nonsense before the official documents come down, and if there is a temporary change, I won't be a joke." Ding Mingyue rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger.

"You're just cautious!" Dad Ding said with a smile.

"You can't be cautious when dealing with money! If something goes wrong, this life is over. Ding's mother very much agreed with her sister-in-law's words, "Anyway, it's a good thing!" ”

Ding's mother beckoned, "Come on, let's have a toast." ”

Everyone raised their glasses and clinked glasses, and at the same time congratulated my aunt on her ascension.

"This is the happiest year I've ever had, Xing'er married well, Guodong got a job, ate the emperor's food, Guoliang had hope for the college entrance examination, and his aunt was also promoted, I really dreamed and woke up with a smile." Dad Ding said happily.

"There will be more and more happy things." Ding Haixing said with a smile, "Our days will get better and better." ”

"Always win! Do you have any New Year's wishes? Ding's mother looked at him and asked with a smile on her face.

"My wish is to learn to get out of the army as soon as possible, drive a ship, and conquer the sea of stars." The goal of winning the battle is ambitious.

"yes, beat those dogs." Ding Guoliang fully supported, "Those arrogant bastards, we don't dare to go to the original place when we fish, we have been fishing there for generations, and now we are afraid of being bombarded by their cannons." Deep resentment said, "It's really embarrassing to have the sea without defense." ”

"What are you doing with this for the New Year?" Ding's mother looked at him and said, "Hurry up and eat, eat, it's not delicious if it's cold, after eating, don't you still have to go to the grave." ”

As soon as Ding's mother spoke, everyone hurried to eat, and those delicious foods touched their taste buds, which always made foodies unable to control them. The saliva at the base of the tongue is also flooded at this time. Both men and women have long been hypocritically reserved. It's a mess or a storm.... In short, after an hour, there was a table of leftovers.

Ancestor worship is the top priority of thirty, can not miss the time, according to the customs and habits of Xinghuapo, every year on the thirtieth day of the lunar month to the ancestral tomb to worship the ancestors, to the effect that to tell the ancestors underground, to celebrate the New Year, please bless the next year of abundant food and clothing, people prosperous. As a rule, women are forbidden to worship their ancestors.

Ding Haixing pouted, there is no woman where did they come from. Don't look at the more than 10 years of liberation, the idea of preference for sons over women is still serious, especially in rural areas.

In comparison, the Ding family is still very democratic, and Ding's father and mother are still very open-minded.

After eating, the women cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks at home, and the men went to the grave with incense candles, firecrackers, and folded ingots prepared by Ding's mother.

The rest should be liberated and Changsheng should be at home to paste the Spring Festival couplets, and this Spring Festival couplets are from the hands of Ding Haixing and Ding Guodong.

Printed, neat and impeccable. The people in the village knew that her handwriting was good, and many people came to ask for Spring Festival couplets, so Ding Haixing wrote Spring Festival couplets one day yesterday.

Of course, the content of the Spring Festival couplets is absolutely appropriate, and Ding Haixing doesn't dare to write it out of line. During this period, the content of the Spring Festival couplets was more than "production to get rich, labor to make a fortune" and "diligence and thrift, life expectancy".

After lunch, the people of the village gathered at the head of the village in twos and threes, took the offerings, and walked in groups in the direction of the ancestral tomb.

The ancestral grave of the whole village is by the small river in the north of the village, through the apricot forest. It turned out to be a cypress forest, with hundreds of evergreen cypress trees covering countless graves, and it was eerie to pass by here in broad daylight. Later, many cypress trees were cut down and replaced with a large area of apricot trees, and every spring, the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and from a distance, a sea of pink and white, bees and butterflies dance every day, adding a lot of vitality.

Adults bring their children to the ancestral grave of their own family, and this ceremony is very solemn, and the male of each family must participate in it, thanking the ancestors for their protection of the family and expressing their respect for the ancestors. After burning the paper ingots and kowtowing, each family will light the firecrackers they brought, and no matter how poor they tighten their belts, they have to buy a firecracker, so dozens of them will explode in the woods.

Although there are few firecrackers, they can't stand the grave in front of every house! So there was smoke in the woods. Looking at the scattered ancestral graves of various families in the distance, there are groups of people kneeling and worshipping, kowtowing, rising and falling like waves.

After worshipping the ancestral grave, people went home in groups, the men gathered together to chat, and the women began to make dumplings.

The protagonist of Xinghuapo's New Year's custom evening is dumplings, no longer like a reunion dinner at noon, and the dishes are full of kang tables.

"Guodong's mother, are you ready?" Dad Ding walked in from outside and asked.

"Alright, alright, early on." Ding's mother said as she held a large bundle of straw and handed it to him.

"What is this for?" Zhan Changsheng asked curiously.

"Ancestor worship." Ding Haixing said two words.

"Didn't I go to the grave in the afternoon." Zhan Changsheng asked.

"That's where the main thing comes in." Ding Haixing explained to him, "On the evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, at about five or six o'clock, about the time the sun sets, the whole village enters the most solemn time of the year. As agreed, every household will burn a whole bundle of straw in the open space at the door to welcome the ancestors home for the New Year. ”