When it comes to customs in his hometown, Song Shengshi actually has no special impression.

I only remember that my father took me back to my hometown to worship my ancestors once in this life. This was an experience I had never had in my previous life.

Because for those of them, the first batch of people who moved south from their hometown to enter the city, they would not have the dignity to return to their hometown if they did not make a name for themselves.

The time for ancestor worship was not long after their family was "resurrected from the dead". Because Song Shengshi had just been reborn at that time, it felt like his soul and body were incompatible, so he was in a state of confusion, and he didn't remember that experience clearly.

However, Song Shengshi was particularly impressed by one thing.

After they returned home, in addition to worshiping their ancestors, they also went to a temple on the mountain, where the statues of gods covered their faces with heavy hanging cloths.

Just when Song Shengshi wanted to look up, his father pushed his head down.

He couldn't remember exactly what his father said, but he only remembered something about respect.

When he went home later, he met a parade on the street. Song Shengshi, who was dazed and lowered his head, suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.

The gentle voice of my mother came from the side: "Shengsheng, now you can raise your head and see the mountain god."

mountain god?

Song Shengshi, whose eyes were blank, raised his head awkwardly.

Suddenly, I felt a breeze blowing across my face, like the first drop of water from a spring, and a refreshing coolness ran through my body from the top of my head.

My eyes suddenly became clear.

At this moment, Song Shengshi suddenly realized that the normal state of the body was like this, so comfortable and not bulky.

He did not see the appearance of the mountain god, because the moment he raised his head, his vision was blocked by the petals, and he could only see a hint of pink in the gap.

Then the petals disappeared, Song Shengshi opened his eyes again, and the world became normal.

Clean, bright and everyone around is smiling.

Just like a person who has lost his hearing hears music for the first time, and a person who has lost his sight sees the beautiful scenery of the world for the first time.

Song Shengshi, a person who had lost the normal ability to appreciate the world, felt the beautiful and warm scenery for the first time.

Even though he didn't see anything, he believed that at that moment, he saw the mountain god.

The celebration is different from the serious sacrifice. It is full of laughter and children running on the streets with drums and kites in their hands.

The parade and the last market day were held together, and stalls were set up on both sides of the street, selling agricultural products grown by the villagers themselves, as well as some handmade products.

Braided bamboo strips, candied haws on the haystack, noodles in the insulator, and freshly baked cakes.

This street is not long, but before the walk is complete, Song Shengshi is holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and bamboo crickets are hanging on his arms. His mother is carrying a box of handmade rice cakes, and she is also holding a piece in her hand, broken into small pieces. Feed it into Song Shengshi's mouth.

Dad was holding the dishes he was going to make tonight in his hand. He was talking about how the land at home was deserted because no one was taking care of it. He was thinking about renting it out or contracting it out. The money wouldn't be much, but it could still be considered an income.

Song Shengshi chased after him with his short legs, watching his parents chatting and getting closer and closer, even squeezing him to the back without realizing it.

In the end, grandpa picked up Song Shengshi who was following behind and almost fell into pieces and held him in his arms. He used the newly bought broom in his hand and slapped his parents on the buttocks. Dad almost went up to the sky with a cry.

"Let's talk, just you two can talk. If you talk any more, the kids will be taken away."

While scolding, he continued to pretend to slap them both. His parents screamed and giggled, and then ran away.

"Old man, don't worry about them. They can just be children for a while in front of us." Grandma came up from behind with a smile on her face.

"Hey, let me see my sweet grandson. We are not sad. Let your parents play. Grandpa and grandma are here to accompany you."

Grandma took Song Shengshi from grandpa. Grandma and grandma made eye contact, and grandma said "Yo".

"Old man, look, Shengsheng is smiling!"

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