Chinese New Year's Eve paper burning is a first-class event in the temple.

When Su Qinghe and Bai Zhi arrived, Su Qinghai and Chen Ping arrived, the people in line had already lined up at the entrance of the temple.

The sound of firecrackers on the basketball court, a layer of red confetti accumulated on the cement floor, and the air was filled with thick gunsmoke, Su Qinghe took a deep breath greedily, and said with a satisfied face: "This is the smell, authentic!"

Bai Zhi fanned the wind in front of her nose with her hand, and looked at Su Qinghe with disgust, "I like to smell it so much, I'll buy a few more rolls of firecrackers and put them for you to smell."

"No, if you don't feel this thing, you have to match it with this sense of ritual to be interesting." Su Qinghe said.

Su Qinghai was happy, "Then you have to smell a few more times, just a few times a year!"

"Together!"

After queuing for a while, and finally entering the temple, Bai Zhi had to sigh at Su Qinghe's foresight, because the scene in front of him at this time was too different from when he came to Baofu a few days ago.

First of all, there are many people, especially in the main hall, the six tables of eight immortals arranged in two rows are full of offerings, there are people walking around in the worship hall, some people are kneeling and worshipping, everyone is busy with their own things quickly, it looks very chaotic, but because the process steps are the same, there is a sense of order in the busy.

Then there is choking, the incense altar in the patio has two layers, the upper layer is full of incense, the bottom layer burns paper money, the incense is too strong, and the smell of firecrackers outside wafts in.

Finally, there is noise, not to mention the sound of firecrackers outside, the sound of the temple alone makes people's brains buzz, the sound of adults talking, the noise of children, filling the small, crowded temple.

It's a kind of hilarity that makes people feel faintly suffocated.

Seeing Bai Zhi covering her mouth and nose with her hand, Su Qinghe handed her a mask, attached it to her ear and said, "Bear with me, only this is the case, and other places are much better."

Bai Zhi put on a mask and rejoiced, "It's good that I didn't bring a good girl!"

She can hardly stand it, let alone be obedient, the little guy will definitely make trouble in such an environment.

But it is also such an environment that makes those young people who saw Su Qinghe not dare to come over, the big thing at the moment is to burn paper and worship God, what to do and what not to do, they are still clear.

After queuing for almost twenty minutes, Su Qinghe finally came to the side hall on the left, and seeing that someone was about to collect something, Su Qinghe immediately untied the rope of the vine.

Now is not the time to talk about humility, it can be said that you are queuing up before, but when you get here, it depends on who moves fast, otherwise you will wait to be robbed of the position by others.

Quickly put on the offerings, pour tea and wine, burn incense and worship God, stuff a two-yuan red envelope into the cash box, burn paper money, set off firecrackers, collect things and leave!

It doesn't matter if you are sincere or not, this is just a process, a ritual, and what is important here is the word "fast", if you come slowly, others will urge you to hurry up.

This is also a place where there are often such oolong things as taking the wrong sacrifice, there are many people and things, and everyone's sacrifice is similar, so it is inevitable that you will make mistakes in your busy schedule, and take other people's sacrifices home when you collect things.

So when Su Qinghe packed up his things, he deliberately took a few more looks.

Bai Zhi was still a little stunned when she came out, "This is the end?"

Queuing for 20 minutes, burning paper and worshipping God for a few minutes, how can there be a feeling of anticlimactic, as if it is perfunctory?

Chen Ping and Su Qinghe came out on their front and back feet, and when they heard Bai Zhi's words, they said with a smile: "This is how to worship the gods in the temple, anyway, now everyone regards it as a task, and when you go back to the ancestral hall, you have to worship well."

This is the principle, everyone knows whether worshipping God is useful or not, it is nothing more than asking for peace of mind and seeking good luck. What really needs sincerity is to worship the ancestors in the ancestral hall, after all, those are the people who once really existed, and without the ancestors, there will be no descendants.

As Su Qinghe said, other places are much better, after coming out of the temple, they went non-stop to the small temple dedicated to the land princess, although there is also a queue here, but the situation is simply much better, when they came there were only four or five families.

Bai Zhi was really eye-opening, after leaving the Land Temple, Su Qinghe and the others came to the next worship point, and they worshipped

It's a tree!

"Worship the tree?"

Bai Zhi looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, and behind a simple cement offering platform, there was a big tree that could only be surrounded by at least two adults.

"What kind of tree is this?"

"I don't know!" Su Qinghe shook his head, "Anyway, when I was a child, I heard Ah Gong say that when he was very young, this tree grew so big, and it has never changed!"

"Couldn't that be hundreds of years?"

"It should be, anyway, I come to worship on Chinese New Year's Eve and the second day of junior high school all year round." Su Qinghe placed offerings.

No one can say about the variety of this old tree, but I heard that when Shuangtang Village was established, this tree was already here, and it has always been a big worship, as long as there are still people in Shuangtang Village, there will be no lack of incense from this old tree.

As for why he worshipped him, no one knows, probably because the old tree has survived for too long, and the ancestors thought that he had spirituality and divinity.

There are many customary rituals among the people, in fact, many people don't know what they are for, and few people go to the bottom of it, but everyone does it, and the rituals that have been handed down are like this, just follow them.

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Obediently was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, and after returning from the ancestral hall, he also had to worship the stove king and the gods of heaven and earth at home.

In the crackling sound of firecrackers, she was frightened, and when she woke up and saw the old lady covering her ears, she cried and threw herself into the old lady's arms.

The old lady was busy for a while, and finally came out to the corridor with the aggrieved little guy, and when she saw Su Qinghe, the little guy scolded: "Daddy is a bad guy~~"

"Aren't you afraid of cannons?" Su Qinghe didn't feel guilty, and happily teased his obedient belongings.

Obediently turned her head and left the back of her head for Su Qinghe to see, she didn't want to talk to Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe ignored her, and she had to post Spring Festival couplets, she was very busy.

Starting from the gate of the courtyard, stepping on the herringbone ladder, Su Qinghe and Bai Zhi were busy.

The little guy was probably bored, and it was interesting to watch, and when Su Qinghe moved the herringbone ladder in and prepared to paste the Spring Festival couplets on the door of the house, she ran over and wanted to climb the ladder.

She tried a few times and found that the ladder was a bit high, and her little short legs couldn't lift it that high, and when she saw Su Qinghe climbing up, she shook the ladder.

The little guy didn't have much strength, but Su Qinghe, who had just stepped on the first level, didn't panic, lowered his head and said with a smile, "What's the matter, you want to murder the old father?"

"Daddy is high~~" The little guy raised his head and smiled.

"When Dad is done, let you be high!"

"Hmm~I'm also high~~"

The little one was happy and shook harder.

"Can you shake another one?" Bai Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, "If you throw my husband down, I'll beat your ass until it blooms!"

obediently subconsciously blocked the little fart, but not to be outdone, he looked directly at Bai Zhi.

"Your ass blossoms~~"