But it's just a split family, if their family has a way and makes money in the future, those people will definitely post it again, and they have to find a way to get rid of that family.

In this era, being an official requires the support of the family, so Yang Zhengsong has no idea of leaving the family.

When Yang Zhengsong came to the patriarch's house with his two sons, the elders in the village were drinking tea in the ancestral hall one by one.

"Boy Zhengsong, I have brought my sons Jinwen and Xiuwen to pay New Year's greetings to the elders." Yang Zhengsong, after putting down his things with his two sons, knelt down to the elders sitting on the top to pay New Year's greetings.

"Okay, okay, get up, get up, you just split up, and the family is not rich, we accepted the gift, you can take the things back!" The patriarch happily accepted their gifts, but he was not going to leave the things, how was their family divided? Everyone saw it, and they all wanted to help them in their most difficult times.

"Patriarch Grandpa, it's not a good thing? My mother fried some peanuts at home, which was used to eat and play with the elders when they chatted, a few eggs here, the eggs laid by the pheasants I caught on the mountain, the body of the little four has been better, my mother said, usually in the village are relying on the help of the elders, so just take a few wild eggs, it's nothing. Yang Xiuwen took out the melon seeds and peanuts that his mother had wrapped and filled the plates on the table.

Because the melon seeds here are generally fried by themselves, Ms. Lu Qingshang didn't dare to take those five-spiced or creamy flavors, and all of them were original, so that the taste would not be so big.

"You kid, be careful when you go up the mountain, you can get less things, you can't get yourself hurt, you know?" The patriarch didn't stop him from seeing his movements, these things are not valuable things, right? In the autumn, there was it on the mountain, and he didn't shirk it.

Besides, all the elders of the clan are here, so they don't have to make another trip to the houses of the other clansmen.

The Yang family will have a reunion dinner on the afternoon of the first day of the new year every year, and each family will take what they have, and then come to the canteen to cook and eat together.

The sons and grandsons of the patriarch's family are more promising, so every year the family will raise a pig, kill it at the end of the year, and eat the pig rice in the afternoon of the same day, and the whole village will come, after that, the lonely old people in the village can get half a catty of meat, and the rest is to keep the reunion dinner on the afternoon of the first day of the new year.

Usually, the children in the village go up the mountain to hunt pigweed, and they will send some to the patriarch's house to feed the pig, which is a constant tradition in Yangjia Village for 20 years.

"I know the patriarch grandfather, look at it, the pheasant eggs are not as big as our domestic eggs, one by one just a little bit, keep it tonight and let the grandmothers and aunts cook it for the children in the clan, boy, it's okay to go up the mountain to buy something without other skills, the patriarch and grandfather will leave these things." Yang Xiuwen knew the old patriarch's thoughts, but their family really didn't have anything else to take out, and they had to make a reunion dinner today, and they couldn't do it without taking things.

The clan already takes good care of them, and if they don't take things, some people will have other ideas, and if they do the same, it will not be good.

Of course, the patriarch also knew this truth, so he accepted it in front of the big guys, thinking that when the time came, he would subsidize it in private, and their family would have something else.

His heart is even more ironed, which is why there are so many difficult people in the family, and he pays special attention to this family.

is a close relative, and it is also because Yang Laosan is very good at being a person, and he never does anything that makes it difficult for him.

"Patriarch Grandpa, this year's autumn harvest is not good, I have been up the mountain more often, there is a situation, I think it is very strange, you have more knowledge than me, I want to ask, is there anything special?" Ever since Yang Xiuwen knew that there would be a drought, he had been thinking about how to help these villagers.

"Oh, Xiuwen boy, if there is something to say, let the big guy hear it." The patriarch knew that this kid had followed the old hunter up and down the mountain and down the river since he was a child, and he knew more, and this was the first time he heard that this kid was embarrassed.

"Didn't you have a bad harvest last year? When I entered the mountain, I found that the prey had run in, and there were not many of them left on the periphery and they were all skinny, and many of the trees in the mountain had dried up, and there was less and less water in the pools, and some of them were relatively shallow, and all of them had dried up! Yang Xiuwen told the patriarch about the situation in the child's memory mountain.

The more the patriarch listened, the more solemn his face became, generally there will be a catastrophe in this situation, and every time there is a catastrophe, animals will predict it before humans.

"Until you go in before the New Year, is it still like this?" The patriarch asked with a frown.

"Yes, even more serious, does the patriarch grandfather know the waterhole in the wild boar slope?" Yang Xiuwen nodded, and turned his head to see that everyone was also dignified.

"You know, that waterhole is very deep, and I used to play there when I was a child, and it didn't dry up when it was the driest." The patriarch is a native of the area, and the boar slope is also where he played when he was a child.

"It's almost dry, the rest of the water foot down before the foot plate up, before the New Year, the little girl has a fever, I want to go there to see if there are any fish? There was a thin layer of ice on it, and when you chiseled through the ice and reached down, there was only a little bottom left in the water, not to mention the fish, not even a single fry. Yang Xiuwen learned from his memory that this kid had been worried since he had been to that waterhole, but he almost forgot about it because he was so busy with family affairs.

"What? Are you going to do it? Are you sure, kid? The patriarch was so excited that he stood up directly, grabbed Yang Xiuwen's shoulder, and looked at his face seriously.

"Yes, the patriarch and grandfather can find two uncles and uncles, now come with me to see, the snow is not very heavy in the past two days, there is only a thin layer of ice on it." Yang Xiuwen nodded solemnly, he had to give a reminder to the people in the family.

"Sixth, seventh, you are going with Xiuwen Kid now, you must look carefully at it, this is related to the fate of the family." The patriarch turned his head to look at the two young men who were setting up the stove, and beckoned them to come over.

"Got it, Uncle Patriarch." Although these two seem to be not very old, they are old, one is twenty, one is twenty-three, and Yang Xiuwen has to call these two uncles.

The two of them picked up the machete in the ancestral hall casually and followed Yang Xiuwen out.

Now in the ancestral hall are already most of the people in the clan, everyone stretched their necks, waiting for the three of them to come back, and the interest in chatting was gone, just like that, waiting with blank eyes.