At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Mingli and Xie Yuheng could not tell clearly, so they allowed Xie Mingcheng to lead the way and bought two big fat sheep, one of which was raised for New Year's Eve. I paid the money and asked the store to deliver it directly to Qinghe Village.

Walking along South Street, people are walking shoulder to shoulder. Xie Mingcheng led the way.

Suddenly I saw a four-eyed iron covered with gold filled with water in a bamboo basket on the roadside. He excitedly turned back to Xie Yuheng and said, "There is a puppy with four eyes covered with gold. Yuheng should take a look."

Xie Yuheng was stunned, not knowing what iron-clad gold was. But judging from the excitement of the second brother, I guess it is a rare breed? Then he nodded.

In front of the stall where Xie Mingli held her hand, there were five black and yellow puppies in a bamboo basket.

The back is black, and the eyebrows, cheeks, chest, and limbs have yellow hair. It is somewhat similar to the black little Baga dog of later generations.

Xie Mingli asked: "Old man, how did you sell this dog?"

The dog dealer raised his eyelids and looked at the clothes of several people. He didn't know whose young master came to the south of the city to have fun. Just as he was about to speak and make a killing, a voice suddenly intervened.

"Mingli Mingcheng, Xiao Yuheng!"

Qian Tianlai had just finished harvesting a pig. When he came out of the alley, he saw several children from his sister's family standing in front of the dog dealer.

"Uncle."

The three said hello obediently. Since the Meng family did not have a natal family, the Qian family treated Xie Yuheng very well, and Xie Yuheng followed Ming Li Mingcheng in calling him uncle.

"Hey!" Qian Tianlai responded happily and walked closer. He said: "You want to buy a puppy? Come here, I will help you choose."

Qian Tianlai reached out and grabbed a puppy from the bamboo basket, turned the puppy over, belly up.

Pointing to a small sarcoma on the puppy's chin, he said: "The one with one beard here is the best, the one with two beards is the second best, the one with three beards is okay, and the one with four beards is forgettable, haha."

The three of them turned their heads to take a look, and found that it happened to be a bearded one.

Xie Mingcheng murmured in a low voice: "If the dog seller plucks out the extra beards, not all of them will be one beard."

Qian Tianlai smiled and pointed to the tail caught by the dog, and said: "So you can't take the one with the tail between your legs."

As he spoke, he changed another one from the bamboo basket, and the dog dealer's temples jumped.

I thought a few little fat sheep were coming, but unexpectedly a wolf was attracted. He said angrily: "Just buy it, don't pick and choose."

Qian Tianlai looked at the new pup with another beard on his chin, and gave the dog dealer a meaningful look. road:

"It is true that gold-coated four-eyed iron is scarce, but rich people prefer yellow dogs and white noodles. Brother, it's not easy to sell this."

The dog dealer said nothing, lowered his head and dug at the mud on the soles of his shoes, cursing in his heart: Damn it, he didn't look at the almanac when he went out today, and he met someone who knew his stuff.

This puppy doesn't tuck its tail, but it wants to find a place to hide as soon as it's put on the ground. He is timid.

After changing two more, Qian Tianlai handed the chosen pup to Xie Mingcheng and said:

"I don't know how many beards there are, but I can carry him without pinching my tail, and I'm not afraid of animals. He has a black tongue. He's a good dog."

He turned to the dog dealer and said, "Brother, how much does this dog cost?"

"Always five hundred cents." The dog dealer tugged at the corner of his mouth stiffly, and the fat sheep flew away. It was clear that the swindler would be expelled from the market again, which made him feel so sad.

Qian Tianlai took out his wallet to pay, gave him a tael of silver, and then picked a smaller one. "You can weigh it for 500 Wen."

The dog dealer took out a scale and put the broken silver on it. After squinting for a long time, he showed Qian Tian the scale to look at, indicating that it was a little more.

Qian Tianlai waved his hand boldly, saying there was no need for him to look for it. Mingli and Mingcheng did not stop their uncle from paying during the whole process. After Qian opened Yuzhaotang, she also subsidized her parents' family.

Not to mention that the people in Qinghe Village this year basically made an appointment with the Qian family to kill the New Year pig for Xie Yuheng's sake.

After the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, the Qian family may be too busy to hit the back of their heads. It cost a hundred cents to kill a pig, which was considered a small amount for one person to kill five or six pigs a day.

After returning to the carriage, the puppy was placed in the middle, spinning around the feet of several people.

Finally, he chose Xie Yuheng. He grabbed Xie Yuheng's legs with his front legs, wagging his tail and grunting, trying to climb up.

Xie Yuheng reached out and took it into his arms. The little guy was still a little heavy.

"How about giving it a name." Xie Mingcheng suggested. Xu Lu's family had a white-faced yellow dog named Wangcai.

He felt that this name would be a good one, and it would be better to choose something similar to one who is blessed.

Xie Yuheng touched the soft dog's head, feeling soft in his heart. He pondered for a moment and said, "How about calling it wealth?"

Xie Mingcheng clapped his hands happily and praised: "This is good, I feel very happy when I hear it."

As expected of Yu Heng's younger brother, he has a close connection with him. It sounds better than prosperity.

Xie Mingli's fingers paused slightly as he turned the book. Oh, forget it, as long as his younger brothers and sisters are happy.

The carriage staggered back to Qinghe Village. As soon as they got off the carriage, Si Yuandao arrested several people to do the examination papers he had produced.

To put it nicely, you have to work harder when you are about to take the county exam, and you must not slack off in your homework.

It wasn't until New Year's Eve that the three escaped from the clutches of the devil.

Si Yuandao stroked his goatee with satisfaction. He was running a small stove for the Xie family's children until New Year's Eve.

You can't ask him again if he will go back to Jiaozhou for the New Year, right?

Chang He silently took a step back, you scheming master! Fortunately, it wasn't me who was being tortured.

This year's ancestor worship was led by Xie Yuheng, who recited the ancestor worship rites. It was past noon after offering incense at the ancestral temple, and almost everyone in the Xie clan went back to their homes to have lunch.

Si Yuandao poked his head out from the door sneakily, frightening Xie Mingcheng.

Mr. Si is not going to go back on his promise. He is still giving lectures today on New Year's Eve, and is he still alive?

Xie Tinghai glanced at his second son with disgust, that's all. How many people have asked Mr. Si to give lectures, but they still can't get him. They don't know how blessed they are in the midst of blessings!

After learning that Si Yuandao just wanted to pay homage to the ancestors of the Xie family, Xie Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and went out to play close to the door.

Si Yuandao took the six incense sticks from Xie Yuheng's hand, lit them and looked at Xie Qian's memorial tablet. There was only one word "thank you" on it.

They couldn't help but feel a sore nose. The people from the Xie clan only knew that the ancestor of the Xie family was a high official. Only the direct branch and each clan leader know who he is and what his name is.

Xie Yuheng lit six more incense sticks for himself and said softly: "My ancestor must be very happy that he can come to pay homage to his old man."

Si Yuandao blinked his eyes quickly and held back his tears. Thinking of the request that Xie Yuheng whispered into his ear at nine o'clock in the morning.

"In the future, the Xie family's sword will point at the Chi thief, and they will not leave any Chi family behind."

Kill, kill those bastards from the Chi family!

Damn, there was no Xie Qian in the Shanhaiguan incident.

The Di Rong people had already slaughtered everyone in Shangjing, and I don't know how many more Han people would die in the south. There is nothing wrong with his Chi family, which has been a family for hundreds of years. Pooh!

After Si Yuandao respectfully finished the incense, he sniffed and said to Xie Yuheng, "Xiao Yuheng didn't say he wanted to make some wind cake. I'm hungry."

Xie Yuheng blinked, sir, are you acting coquettishly?