Yan Yue's grandfather is the former village chief of Dashu Village, the eldest among the brothers, and the person with the highest ranking in the He family in Dashu Village.

According to customs and etiquette, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, relatives will first come to Yan Yue's grandfather's house to congratulate the New Year.

New Year's greetings, i.e. congratulating the elderly on a prosperous New Year and a good life, distribute red envelopes after the younger generations have kowtowed to him.

When Yan Yue and He Gengnong arrived, his contemporaries were already paying New Year's greetings to his grandfather and grandmother.

There are many nephews and grandnephews of the second elder, sitting in the middle of the hall and receiving the congratulations of the younger generations.

A handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old kowtowed to the second elder and said, "Auntie, let my grandson open the heavenly eye technique and come to see your five elements of life." ”

This young man was the son of Yan Yue's cousin, named Cao Lin, and was one of the six people who opened the spirit with Yan Yue back then.

Among the several teenagers who successfully opened the consecration that year, he was the only one who became a real cultivator and was sent to the Yunyang Sect of the Xiuzhen Sect, and went home to visit relatives for the New Year at this time.

After he finished speaking, he danced with his hands in a hurry, and then looked at Yan Yue's grandmother and exclaimed: "Wow, uncle, you are rich and noble, and you can live to be one hundred and fifty years old!"

Yan Yue's grandmother was amused by him and laughed happily, and the wrinkles on her face were stretched, "Good boy, my aunt will give you another red envelope." As he spoke, he gave him a red envelope.

In fact, a cultivator like Cao Lin can't perform the Heavenly Eye Technique, nor can he see the Five Elements of other people's life.

There have been a lot of cultivators in Dashu Village over the years, and they were also present at this time, and when they saw Yan Yue's grandmother smiling happily, they didn't break it.

The juniors kept coming forward to kowtow and congratulate, and the two elders smiled so much that their mouths never closed, and every wrinkle on their faces was full of smiles.

A child of seven or eight years old, the youngest son of Ho Gengong, came forward and prostrated.

The second elder is very fond of this youngest grandson, and the red envelope stuffed into him is bulging.

Then, a bright-eyed woman guided her children and kowtowed to the second elder, "Children, come over and pay New Year's greetings to your great-uncle and great-uncle." ”

The woman in the mountain village got married early, and although the woman was only seventeen or eight years old, she was already the mother of several children.

"Good boy, come, let Grandma take a good look. Yan Yue's grandmother, after stuffing the red envelopes into several great-nephews in turn, beckoned to the woman.

Yan Yue's grandmother's eyes were full of love, she looked at her carefully, looked at her big watery eyes, and muttered in her mouth, "Like, really like ......" Looking at it, there was a faint trace of tears in her eyes.

Yan Yue was at the end of the line due to his late arrival.

After everyone finished greeting, he walked up to the second elder and said respectfully: "Grandson Yan Yue, I wish my grandfather and grandmother a New Year's greetings, and I wish the two old people good health and a long life!"

According to etiquette, after the younger generation kowtows to the elders, the elders should give them red envelopes in response.

But Yan Yue knelt on the ground and waited for a long time, but still didn't see the second elder return the salute.

He looked up, only to see that his grandmother was turning her head to the other side, as if she did not want to deal with him, and after taking a sip of tea, his grandfather slammed the teacup on the table with a "hum", and his face could not hide his disgust.

Seeing this, He Gengnong said in a round game: "Oh, you see, this person has a prepared red envelope, and he has an extra one before, but now it is not enough, come, Ah Yue, uncle will wrap it for you." As he spoke, he hurriedly wrapped a red envelope and stuffed it to Yan Yue.

"Something that doesn't make a living, what kind of face to ask for a red envelope. Yan Yue's grandfather turned his head to the other side and didn't look at Yan Yue, as if he was talking to himself, but who he was referring to couldn't be clearer.

When the elders spoke, the juniors needed to stand aside to listen to the training, but Yan Yue turned a blind eye, stood up directly, and took the red envelope stuffed by He Gengnong, "Uncle Xie." ”

"Your grandfather is teaching you, don't you hear!" Yan Yue's cousin scolded.

Yan Yue turned a deaf ear and returned to the crowd.

Yan Yue's cousin wanted to say it again, but He Gengnong was busy playing a round to dissuade him.

No matter what festival the descendants of Emperor Yan have, they can't do without eating, and this is especially true for the New Year.

After the younger generation greets the elders, everyone sits around the table and drinks wine, and at the banquet, everyone chats while eating, and the most talked about is the situation of each family last year, and which family's children have a future.

"Jincai, this kid also became a cultivator last year, it's really promising!"

"It's not, it's really blessed to get rich!"

The crowd praised a boy of eight or nine years old.

The young man sat next to Yan Yue's grandmother, who was doting on him.

Several cultivators from Dashu Village in the past few years have sat at the same table with Yan Yue's grandfather and grandmother.

Cao Lin, who was sitting on the seat, rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Uncle, my grandson will show you, in the past few years, my grandson has learned the immortal method in Yunyang Sect!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture like a dancing god, and at the same time he said something in his mouth, and then pointed to a vase weighing about four or five pounds and planted with flowers.

I saw that the vase was suspended out of thin air under the finger pointing of his finger.

Everyone couldn't help but applaud, "Lin Er really hasn't learned in vain in the past few years, and the exorcism technique has made great progress!"

There are a lot of cultivators in the village, and the villagers also have some understanding of the cultivators' exorcism, knowing that after the light is opened, they can drive things weighing half a catty in the air, and after becoming a real cultivator, the weight of the objects driven will also increase.

"Our He family in Dashu Village, now in Shili Eight Townships, is also a little famous, if one of these people can have a great future, then, then ......" Everyone is looking forward to the future of the family.

Some of the young people in the field have already become cultivators, and some are in the first three levels of cultivation, and the family members of the latter have told their children to follow the example of several teenagers who have become cultivators, and they must also become respected cultivators in the future.

"This child of Shaoyuan's family is really a wonder, it is enough for others to open the light in just half a month, but he is good, it has been six years, and he has not opened the light yet. ”

"Yes, you said that he didn't have immortal fate, there would be no aura swirling image, say he had immortal fate, others could easily pass the second level of cultivation, but he was stuck for six years. ”

"It's still six years, and after the New Year, it's seven years, I really don't know what to say about him. ”

"This is sixteen years old, and he only gets up at three poles every day, and even gives his grandfather and grandmother New Year's greetings, and he still has to call his uncle, Shaoyuan, you are a father, and you don't take care of him well. ”

As everyone talked, they couldn't help but turn the topic to Yan Yue.

Yan Shaoyuan sat next to Yan Yue, and couldn't help but smile: "What you teach is what you teach, what you teach is." ”

Yan Shaoyuan's attitude was humble, but Yan Yue was silent, and everyone was even more aggressive, and more and more people came around to accuse.

"The children of our mountain villages, they are in charge of the family early, our family is rich and unfortunate to become a cultivator, so he goes to work in the field early, he is good, he eats, sleeps and sleeps every day, and does nothing. ”

"Yes, our family is safe, and we are not blessed to become a cultivator, but he is sensible, this young man went to the city alone to work hard, not only enough for his own expenses, but also to bring money to his family, what about him, he is still relying on his family to eat...... Hey, this Chinese New Year, with such a heavy snowfall, Ping An child, I don't know if I can rush back. ”

"This man is really not self-motivated, according to me, he has not been successful in his life. ”

"Look at his lazy appearance, I think he hasn't cultivated well since the beginning, so he hasn't been able to open the light. ”

"It's not easy for our family to show their faces in ten miles and eight towns, and it's really embarrassing for us to have such a worthless one. ”

Yan Yue was about to drink before, and the wine glass in his hand was kept to his mouth, at this time, he slammed the wine glass on the table, and there was a "snap" sound, and everyone stopped talking.

"Do people have to be promising, otherwise they will be useless in your eyes?" Yan Yue was expressionless and his tone was calm.

In the past few years, every time there is a festival, all relatives will invariably accuse him for no reason, and the emotions he has suppressed for many years at this time finally broke out. After finishing speaking, he ignored the scolding of his elders and left the table directly.

Yan Yue walked on the way home, in the vast snow, he walked with difficulty, and his figure looked extremely lonely.

Back home, Yan Yue sat weakly on the edge of the bed, looking blankly ahead.

The cold wind blew in through the hole in the window, making Yan Yue shiver.

Lifting the futon, Yan Yue got into the quilt, shrunk into a ball, and shivered incessantly.

What is the life of a mortal in a mountain village?

When he was a child, he frolicked and played, and when he became an adult, he worked in the fields, married a wife and had children, and worked hard for his life.

"But, is this the life I want!"

Becoming the strongest among cultivators has always been Yan Yue's biggest dream, but if he can't open the light, he can't embark on the road of cultivation.

"But what can I do, I can't do anything, I can't open the light, what can I do......" Yan Yue slammed the bed board with his fist, full of grief and indignation, and roared hysterically in his heart.

"I can only repeat the method of cultivating the spirit infusion day by day, what else can I do!"

Yan Yue shook off the futon violently, sat up from the bed, beat his chest and feet, and walked back and forth in the house.

Walking to the place where the gourd was placed, he picked up the gourd, poured the wine in a big gulp, and drank it wildly, and the gourd was full of gourd wine, which he drank in an instant.

Wine is a thing, which can relieve a thousand sorrows, but at this time, it can't relieve Yan Yue's sorrow.

Yan Yue felt sad and distressed in his heart, and clapped his head with his hand, "Why am I so useless, why can't I turn on the light!"

Maybe he was overexerting himself, or he was overly emotional, and after a violent slap on the top of his head with his hand, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, his eyes went black, and he fainted to the ground.

At this time, the cold wind was howling outside the house, the snow was falling, and outside the village of Dashu Village, a figure walked from far and near in the vast snow, towards the village.