The yearning life starts from catching the sea

Chapter 171 Filial Piety
Looking at Qin Tian's leaving back, Qin Meiyue said with a click of her tongue: "I never thought that cousin Qin Tian would become so handsome after a year of absence!"

Qin Juncheng's little fan immediately interjected: "Brother Tian has always been handsome! It's just that he wasn't so handsome before."

Qin Junjie pursed his lips and said, "What's the use of being so handsome? In this society, if you don't have money, you're nothing."

Qin Meiyue nodded in agreement, only superficial people would look at the appearance, and a person with inner meaning like her, of course, looks at the pocketbook!
Qin Juncheng rolled his eyes and turned his head to express that he was ashamed to be with them.

Gu Sujuan glared at Qin Junjie and said, "You know that you are nothing without money, so why are you always fooling around, fishing for three days and posting on the net for two days, your cousin Qin Tian at least graduated from a key university, and you!"

"If you can't study, you can't work. If you can't work, what else will you do besides fooling around outside all day?"

Qin Junjie shrank his neck, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Qin Juncheng glanced at him, secretly amused, deserve it, deserve it.

Qin Meiyue laughed gloatingly.

Gu Sujuan heard the laughter, turned her gun and pointed at her: "And you, you are about to turn 30, and you haven't found a partner yet. You talk all day about marrying into a rich family and becoming a young mistress, so you Get married!"

Qin Meiyue said unhappily: "Mom, then I have to find time!"

Gu Sujuan suddenly said furiously: "You usually have eyes on the top of your head, and you have been looking for them for a year and a year. When do you think you will find them?"

Qin Meiyue lowered her head and muttered: "Then I am so beautiful, I can't just find someone to marry!"

Gu Sujuan saw her dissatisfied look, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to fight hard.

"enough!"

Qin Changmao waved his hands and said in a low voice, "What's the matter after the sacrifice to the ancestors?"

Gu Sujuan gave them a hard look, and bent over to pick up the bamboo basket and walked into the small square.

Qin Juncheng followed her very dog-leggedly carrying the cannon.

Qin Changmao gave them a gloomy look, raised his legs and followed them.

Qin Meiyue and Qin Junjie looked at each other, snorted coldly, and followed slowly.

As the saying goes, the nine sons of a dragon are all different.

And Qin Changmao's three children are also very distinct.

The eldest, Qin Meiyue, is 29 years old and a university graduate. She was influenced by other wealthy children at school and determined to find a wealthy family to marry herself.

Although she only has an above-average figure, she has mastered Asia's number one witchcraft and make-up technique, and she is also a well-dressed beauty.

But her over-the-top vision made her get lost in the mountains, and she could always see that one mountain was higher than the other, so the marriage was delayed again and again, until now she was almost an old girl, still Unrepentant.

The second son, Qin Junjie, is 26 years old and graduated from a junior college. Since he graduated from junior college at the age of 21, he has not worked every job for three months. In a year, he spends more than half a year fooling around outside.

He has an ordinary appearance, and he always talks about being a rich man. The most proud thing in his life is that, relying on his mouth that can blow and his rich family background, he has had the least relationship with him so far. Double digit girlfriends.

Although every girlfriend will leave him after recognizing his true face, he is often proud of it, thinking that if the old one does not go, the new one will not come.

In short, his life is so chic and comfortable.

The third child, Qin Juncheng, is 22 years old, an ordinary university graduate, looks a little handsome, but his skin is slightly dark.

He is the same age as Qin Tian, ​​but the month is younger, so he became a cousin.

The school he attends is not far from Huadu University. Because he is shy and not good at socializing with strangers, he likes to play with Qin Tian very much, and at the same time, he worships Qin Tian blindly.

Among the three siblings, he is the most obedient and obedient. Therefore, after graduating from university this year, at the request of Qin Changmao, he stayed at home to help in the seafood dry goods store.

This year, the reason why their family came back together to worship their ancestors was because Qin Changmao and Gu Sujuan wanted to come back and donate some lamp oil money to ask their ancestors to send their children free of charge. On the other hand, they also wanted to take the opportunity to raise all three children. Get together and educate yourself.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the villagers in the small square spontaneously stood in rows facing the ancestral hall. In front of the crowd were two long desks spaced more than two meters apart. The desks were filled with offerings prepared by the villagers. .

Right in front of the partition between the desks, there is a huge three-legged stone censer with a row of wrought iron candle holders on both sides of the censer, and right in front of the censer is the gate of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is a bit old, but the antique buildings make people feel the vicissitudes of time at a glance.

Suddenly, a drum sound came from behind the crowd, and many people turned and looked sideways.

On the stage on the opposite side of the pond, the ancient dramas are officially staged.

Sending off the child to pray for blessings, worshiping the ancestors, good weather, and a safe environment.

Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, Qin Deren walked out of the ancestral hall with steady steps. He glanced at Qin Tian who was standing in the middle of the crowd, and nodded with a smile.

Afterwards, he stood at the front of the crowd, facing the ancestral hall, and read a prayer.

Qin Tian listened for a while, and the general meaning of the prayer was that today's winter solstice, unfilial children and grandchildren will worship their ancestors here, and ask their ancestors for free shipping.

Soon, after reading a cadenced prayer, Qin Deren held the prayer in both hands, bent down and walked into the ancestral hall, and placed the prayer on the altar in front of the altar. The prayer was clearly red and black under the lamps on both sides of the altar .

He bowed and exited the ancestral hall, turned around and faced the crowd and shouted loudly: "The time has come for us to worship our ancestors and offer incense."

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd, and they turned their eyes to the inside of the ancestral hall.

The originally dimly lit ancestral hall suddenly lit up.

Two elders in the village took a red candle as thick as an arm and lit it from the ever-burning lamp, and then walked out holding the red candle.

The light of the fire reflects the tablets in the ancestral hall, as well as future generations, symbolizing the passing of the torch.

"Dangdang" sounded twice, and the red candles were inserted into the wrought iron candle holders on both sides by the two elders and burned blazingly.

At this time, Qin Hanmin led two villagers, each holding a stick of long incense, and walked over from under the banyan tree. They went straight to Qin Tian and handed the long incense to him.

Zhang Liya reached out to take a long incense, and Qin Tian also reached out to take a long incense. He looked at the remaining long incense and pondered for a while, then turned his head and walked towards the edge of the square.

At this time, Qin Changmao's family also stared at the middle of the square. When they saw the villagers handing the Changxiang to Qin Tian, ​​they were a little surprised.

Because they, as villagers, knew very well what was going on with Touzhuxiang.

Isn't this an honor that can only be obtained by donating first?
How could Qin Tian be qualified to burn incense?
Is it
Before they could figure out why, Qin Tian quickly walked up to them and handed the long incense to Qin Changmao.

"Cousin, come and offer incense with me!"

Qin Changmao looked at the smiling cousin in front of him, and subconsciously took Changxiang over.

Qin Tian nodded to Gu Sujuan, who was a little distracted, and stretched out his hand to lead Qin Changmao to the middle of the square, causing many villagers to whisper along the way.

There are both good and bad things to say, some praising him for being sensible and filial, while others slandering him for pretending.

It's just that no matter what the villagers say, Qin Tian doesn't care. His mouth grows on others. If he cares, then he doesn't have to do other things every day, just pondering what other people say is enough.

Qin Changmao followed Qin Tian in a daze. It was not until Qin Tian took the remaining stick of incense from Qin Hanmin that he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Xiaotian, what's going on with you?"

Qin Tian shook his head and said with a smile: "Cousin, I will tell you the details after the ancestor worship is over. Now let's offer incense first!"

Hearing this, Qin Changmao could only forcibly suppress the doubts in his heart, followed Qin Tian and Zhang Liya with a long incense, and walked towards the iron candle holders on both sides in front.

For a while, under the attention of the crowd, they began to light the fire and burn incense.

Among the crowd in the square, Ying Xiuzhen whispered sourly to her husband Qin Lijun beside her, "Lijun, why do you have to donate less than Qin Tian! Didn't we also donate 10,000 last year! We don't donate With that [-]+ yuan, why should Qin Tian show off!"

Qin Lijun frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What do you know? Don't you know what Qin Tian's situation is now? Yes, we can donate more than [-] yuan, but in case Qin Tian thinks that we are deliberately embarrassing him , take money to hit us, how much money do you have enough for him to hit us?"

"Besides, he finally posted it, so what if you let him show off? We have nothing to lose, not to mention, aren't we planning to cooperate with his e-commerce company to sell sea vegetables? Do you hate the money or life? Too comfortable?"

Ying Xiuzhen glanced at Qin Tian unwillingly, lowered her head and stopped talking.

On the other side of the square, a similar conversation is going on.

Lai Liyun softly said to her husband Qin Youliang beside her: "Youliang, didn't you plan to burn incense before? Why did you only donate 2 yuan?"

Qin Youliang wore glasses and looked a little gentle and weak, but there was a contrast when he opened his mouth.

"I'm stupid to fight with Qin Tian! You don't know how stupid he is now. The fishing team under him has at least a few hundred people. In our village alone, there are dozens of people who hang out with him. If I go to fight with Qin Tian He fights, let alone whether he can win or not, just those people in the village who have received his favor are enough for us to drink a pot."

"Besides, look at the villas he built and the luxury cars he drove. Which one can we compare with? We still have to be self-aware. Although we are the largest seafood farmer in the village, we can't help being the new seafood in Ganggang Town. Overlord!"

Lai Liyun curled her lips and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you said! I think you just get older and less timid."

Qin Youliang raised his eyebrows and said with a chuckle: "I'm steady, and besides, we are not short of the first sticks of incense this year. The first sticks of incense in previous years are probably from our family!"

Lai Liyun rolled her eyes at him and was too lazy to talk to him.

Qin Tian lit the incense and stood in front of the censer, facing the ancestral hall, the smoke curled up and the incense glowed red.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the scene of his father taking him to offer incense to his ancestors came to mind when he was a child.

At that time, he felt that his father was an omnipotent existence, he took his father as an example, and he was extremely proud of his father.

Today, he is just like his father back then, standing in front of the incense burner holding a long incense stick in the eyes of all the villagers.

In a daze, he seemed to feel that his father was standing behind him and looking at him with a smile.

His eyes were slightly moist, and he didn't dare to look back.

Put your hands together, hold the incense at the same head, bow down once, bow again, and bow three times.

He stepped forward and inserted the long incense into the incense burner, the smoke rose slowly, and his heart was peaceful.

Then, Zhang Liya and Qin Changmao also bowed and worshiped respectively, and inserted the long incense into the incense burner.

The next moment, the sound of firecrackers crackled, and Qin Tian took the shopping bag from Zhang Liya's hand, and walked into the ancestral hall with steady steps.

Zhang Liya and Qin Changmao followed him quietly.

Qin Tian stepped into the ancestral hall, stood still in front of the altar, and looked at the tablets on the altar of the ancestral hall.

There are ancestors before descendants, and ancestors have grandchildren.

The blood of the ancestors flows in his body, and the spirit of the ancestors is passed down in his bones.

Bow and bow!

He took out the [-] cash he had prepared from his shopping bag and piled them up in front of the prayers on the altar.

Zhang Liya saw this scene, with a smile on her lips, she walked to the Changming lamp and took a copper spoon to add four spoons of lamp oil.

Seeing the pile of cash, Qin Changmao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, a look of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth and finally remained silent.

He smiled silently, and took out the lamp oil money he had prepared from his pocket. The money was not much, only 1000 yuan.

He took two steps forward to put the lamp oil money on the altar, then immediately turned around and walked to the long burning lamp on the other side to add lamp oil.

The lamp oil money will be used by the elders in the village for the repair and management of the ancestral hall, which is also a tribute from future generations to their ancestors.

Of course, there is no coercion in these things, it only depends on personal wishes, and donating more or less is also within our ability.

Worshiping ancestors is the only way to be filial!
After Qin Tian bowed again, he slowly exited the ancestral hall and returned to his original position.

As Zhang Liya and Qin Changmao also exited the ancestral hall, the villagers walked towards the wrought iron candle holders holding incense sticks.

Soon after, the small square was filled with smoke, and the villagers had happy smiles on their faces.

People will grow old, but filial piety will last forever.

A play was being performed on the stage, and many children from the village were carrying small stools and sitting on the edge of the square to watch, chattering very lively.

Qin Tian accompanied Zhang Liya looking at the stage, his eyes full of memories.

This is growth, this is life.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the villagers finished offering incense and lined up again in the square.

The drama on the stage also came to an end. With the successful completion of the gift giving ceremony, the villagers packed their offerings one after another, and left the square with bamboo baskets talking and laughing.

The sound of firecrackers kept ringing, Qin Tian and Zhang Liya joined Qin Changmao's family at the side of the square, and walked to the parking lot with the flow of people.

(End of this chapter)