Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

The third room of the Mo family had no idea what happened in the Mo family. The family happily went to the back mountain and burned paper and kowtowed at the graves of their ancestors.

Zhang Huihui was a little guilty about burning paper at first. After all, there was a generation before her, and women were not allowed to burn paper and kowtow to their ancestors. Later, Mo Wangzhong forcefully took her away, and that was it. It has become an annual habit.

Nowadays, Zhang Huihui burns paper for the ancestors of the Mo family. She should not take it for granted. She even knows which grave is where better than Mo Wangzhong.

After all, sometimes the grass is too thick, and Mo Wangzhong still can't figure out the direction, but Zhang Huihui can accurately find the place in the grass that is taller than a person in minutes.

"Dear ancestors, Erya, the most promising girl from the third room of our Mo family, has returned safely from the front line."

The division of labor among the three rooms of the Mo family is very clear, those who tear up paper, those who set off firecrackers, and those who accompany... chat...

"I know that Erya can come back with all his hair and tail, thanks to the blessings of our ancestors. Erya is a descendant of the Mo family, so you must continue to protect her!"

"This girl has a stubborn temper. She won't stay at home quietly this time. After her vacation, she has to go to the battlefield. Although she said that the most difficult battle has been fought, and it will only be small fights in the future, but that battlefield Where is it? Bullets don't have eyes. You must continue to protect her, but you must not let her get hurt."

Zhang Huihui was tearing up the straw paper and thinking casually.

Mo Wuwa would be shocked in the first few years, but now she is numb. Her mother must have recited it for a long time every New Year.

"Dear ancestors, Xiao Huike and I only have two children, Erya and Shitou. They are the hope of the third family of our Mo family and the future hope of us as a couple."

"You must ensure that our family is safe and everything goes well!"

Lieutenant Mo Wang put the firecrackers away, turned around and asked Zhang Huihui, "Xiaohui, are the paper ready?"

"OK OK."

Mo Erya, Mo Wuwa, and Zhang Huihui tore up a pile of paper half as tall as a person.

Don't forget to put a pile here and a pile there... After working for a long time, I lit it with a match.

Mo Erya and Mo Wuwa were also very busy. They kept knelt down and kowtowed, and then changed places and knelt down and kowtowed again...

Zhang Huihui was even busier and spent a long time talking about each grave.

"...We must keep Erya safe and sound. Neither Wangzhong nor I have any other expectations for this girl. We only hope that she will be safe and healthy."

"You are also the elders of the Mo family. Wangzhong and I never forget to honor you every year. But we must always think about the good of our couple and protect our two children!"

"Oh?! By the way, there is also my Stone. This kid has not been very smart since he was a child, but fortunately his ancestors have blessed him. He... Hehe, he has also been admitted to college this year. Don't forget to continue to bless this kid. ah!"

"In the future, I will go to college, work after college, get a wife, etc. There are many things that I have to trouble my ancestors to protect!"

……

Mo Wuwa, who was suddenly struck by Amway, slowly opened his mouth:...

His eyes wandered between Zhang Huihui and the various tombs, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "Mom, you said so much, can the ancestors protect me?"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, his own mother gave him a hard fight.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and tell me..."

Zhang Huihui held Mo Wuwa and kowtowed a few more times, "Don't blame me, this child Shitou has a child's mind. He can't speak accurately as a child. Ancestors, please don't blame him!"

Mo Wuwa was forced to kowtow with a disheveled look on his face.

Mo Erya next to him was almost going crazy trying to hold back his laughter.

Hahahahahahaha...

Then she was escorted to kowtow by Mo Wangzhong who was beside her.

This time it was Mo Wuwa who laughed.

The smile doesn’t disappear, it just shifts.

The third room of the Mo family stayed in the back mountain for almost an hour. Most of the time, Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong were talking about asking their ancestors to bless their family in various ways.

Dear Ancestors:...

You must dedicate yourself to these descendants during your lifetime. Even if you die, you will not let them go, and you must let them continue to shine!

They are not the bastards of the Wishing Fountain, so why do they have to carry everything? !

Finally, the paper was burned, the firecrackers were set off, and the things that the ancestors were told to bless were all told one by one. Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong thought about it for a long time, and they didn't miss anything anymore. Then they took Mo Erya, who was already numb. And Mo Wuwa embarked on the return journey.

Mo Wuwa was a few steps behind Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong, and was at odds with Mo Erya, who was also behind.

"Sister, it's not easy for our ancestors of the Mo family!"

"...Learning from the past."

Mo Erya glanced at him meaningfully and suddenly said this.

Mo Wuwa was a little confused and blinked her big confused eyes, "Sister, what do you mean?"

"The path they have walked, we will also walk in the future."

Mo Erya sighed quietly.

Mo Wuwa was struck by a bolt from the blue, and his body was torn apart:...

It's so miserable. You just have to work hard when you're alive. Even if you're dead, you can't rest in peace. You have to be told from behind every year to bless this, bless that, bless this, bless that...

Alas, this busy life never stops...

The family was coming down the back mountain when they met the fat aunt and her family halfway up the mountain.

The two families exchanged hypocritical politeness, and then began a secret competition called showing off, but actually comparing and suppressing each other.

Fat Aunt and Mo Erya's mother Zhang Huihui in Mojia Village used to be two of the more famous tigresses in the village. Their fighting abilities were comparable to each other in quarrels. Naturally, there were many rifts between the two in their early years.

Originally, it would have been fine for the two of them to continue to work hard in the countryside, but Zhang Huihui turned into a phoenix with the help of a promising daughter, directly transforming from a rural woman to an urban working class.

Every time the fat aunt thinks about it, she gets up in anger in the middle of the night and curses: This bitch!

All in all, the fat aunt was angry and frightened. Although her own failure was terrible, the enemy's success was even more heart-wrenching.

Now that Fat Aunt had the confidence to show off, how could she let go of this rare opportunity to win back the game? So Fat Aunt looked at Mo Erya with a smile.

"Oh, this is Erya. I haven't seen her for many years, but she has grown into a big girl. If you and your family hadn't been here together, I really wouldn't have recognized her."

Zhang Huihui narrowed her eyes and felt that Fat Aunt was not holding her shit in her heart. Sure enough, she changed her mind when she heard Fat Aunt's words.

"I've been exposed to the wind and sun outside, making myself dark and thin. How can I still look like a girl? If you ask me, girls should be like our Feng'er, gentle, quiet, fair and tender. Only a young person looks like a girl."

The fat aunt was not very good, but she gave birth to a beautiful daughter. Only then did Zhang Huihui notice that there was a fair and tall girl next to the fat aunt. She had red lips and white teeth, and she looked pretty.

Zhang Huihui:......

Hey tui~