Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

I prayed secretly in my heart that I would not fall ill at the end of the year, otherwise this year would be troublesome and painful.

On the other hand, Zhang Fu and Zhang Dawa still stayed among the tombs, insisting on paying tribute to their ancestors.

Unlike his pious father, Zhang Dawa seemed a little absent-minded and had little interest in the kneeling ceremony.

When Zhang Fu urged him to kneel, Da Wa seriously proposed his own "theory": "Dad, if I become a high-ranking official in the future, will my great grandfather and his family be afraid of my scholarly pride? What if I kowtow and disturb them?"

Although the words are childish, they reveal the innocence and confidence unique to children.

When Zhang Fu heard this, he thought about it carefully and felt that what his son said seemed to make sense.

As the old saying goes, all officials are the reincarnation of Wenquxing. Da Wa has been extremely smart since he was young. Maybe he can really become the top scorer in the imperial examination in the future and become the best among Wenquxing. Wouldn't that be a fairy child on earth!

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu couldn't help but be full of longing for the future of his family.

After all, the Zhang family has always been a farming family with hard work in the fields, and they have never had a descendant as ambitious and promising as Dawa.

Therefore, Zhang Fu followed his son's wishes, performed the ceremony on his behalf, kowtowed a few more times, and silently prayed to the ancestors to bless his son with a bright future in his career, a high position and generous salary, and preferably win the first prize in the imperial examination!

Zhang Laoer's family, who had left early, were now enjoying the relaxation of their journey home and had no idea of ​​Zhang Fu's affectionate prayers at the grave.

After the sacrifice, the two families had a brief conversation, then turned around and started their journey home, each busy preparing for the upcoming Spring Festival feast.

After returning to her warm home, as soon as Xiao Youniang opened the door, she was attracted by the aroma of braised meat and the sweet taste of pork ribs in the air. The familiar and tempting smell instantly aroused her appetite.

She sniffed hard, a sly smile appeared on her little face, and then she threw herself into the arms of her busy mother Xu Liyun, begging in her childish and expectant voice: "Mom, can I invite Uncle Zhou Xiucai to our house to celebrate the New Year together?"

Hearing this, Xu Liyun raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Why did you suddenly think of inviting Uncle Zhou Xiucai?"

Xiao Youniang blinked her bright eyes and explained seriously: "Uncle Zhou Xiucai taught me and my brother to read and write. He is a good man. Isn't the New Year supposed to be lively and festive? How lonely Uncle Zhou must be spending the New Year alone. I saw Uncle Zhou's brother come to see him a few days ago, and Uncle Zhou didn't look very happy."

Her little head was filled with sympathy for the lonely figure of Uncle Zhou Xiucai, and her innocent kindness was irresistible.

"It must be so sad to spend the New Year alone. Let's not let Uncle Zhou Xiucai feel lonely, okay?" Xiao Youniang pleaded again in her sweet voice.

Xu Liyun could not resist her daughter's nagging. Besides, the family had plenty of New Year's goods, and adding an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks was just a piece of cake, so she quickly nodded in agreement.

When Xiao Youniang got her mother's consent, she immediately smiled brightly, took her eldest brother's hand, and ran towards Zhou's house impatiently.

At home, the puppy Xiaobai had been waiting anxiously at the door. He finally waited for his little master to come back and was about to act coquettishly, but he saw that his little mother had rushed out like a gust of wind. He could not help but bark anxiously and jumped around the threshold to protest against being ignored.

Upon seeing this, Wu Niang simply patted Xiao Bai on the top of his head as a warning, effectively stopping it from chasing after Xiao You Niang.

At the same time, outside the Zhou family's dilapidated courtyard gate, a simple carriage was parked quietly. The horse, unable to bear the loneliness, would occasionally stamp its hooves on the ground anxiously, swinging its long tail.

The driver's hand gently stroked the smooth neck of the chestnut horse. The horse seemed to feel the comfort of its master and neighed softly.

His ears were as sharp as a hound. Even though he was outside the courtyard, he tried to catch the words that drifted out from the inner courtyard of Long Yi Mansion through the closed door.

In the yard, the sunlight sprinkled dappled on the bluestone slabs. The old housekeeper of Longyi Mansion, an old man with white hair and beard but vigorous spirit, was smiling and speaking with rare gentleness and patience as he tried to persuade the maverick Zhou Xiucai to return to the county town to celebrate the Spring Festival together.

Mr. Zhou stood beside a pearwood table with an old thread-bound book spread out on the table. His deep eyes seemed to be immersed in another world. He was unmoved by the earnest invitations from the outside world, and even his eyelashes did not tremble at all.

The old housekeeper's face was full of worry, his wrinkles were deeper, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "Young Master, you should go back with me. Although Zhangjia Village is quiet, it is lonely and deserted during the Spring Festival. How can there be any festive atmosphere? The county government has already decorated your room. The master, the old lady, and the respected lady have been talking about it every day, hoping that you can go home and spend a happy New Year with your family together."

Zhou Xiucai gently closed the book, the cover was a little yellowed due to its age. His calm voice revealed a hint of determination: "No need, you can go back by yourself, I'm here, the tranquility of Zhangjia Village is exactly what I'm looking for."

The old housekeeper knew Mr. Zhou's temperament and past well, and couldn't help but sigh.

He watched the young master grow up and could empathize with his deep inner scars and self-exile.

"Master, the conditions here are shabby, there is no one to serve you, there are no delicacies, and the living environment is too plain. It is really not suitable for someone of your status to live here for a long time."

Zhou Xiucai's mouth curled up into a self-deprecating smile, and a barely perceptible pain flashed in his eyes: "What identity do I have? I am just an ordinary person with no merit or fame, who can't even protect the people closest to me."

Just as the old housekeeper's face became more worried and he was about to speak to persuade him again, a clear and pleasant child's voice came from outside the courtyard gate, dispelling the solemn atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Uncle Zhou Xiucai, come home with us to celebrate the New Year!"

Before he finished speaking, a petite figure came holding her brother's hand and leaped into the yard like a happy deer. Her laughter was clear and sweet, more tempting than freshly picked honey.

Zhou Xiucai's originally cold expression instantly melted into a pool of spring water when he saw the lively and cute brother and sister.

His eyes became unusually gentle as they fell on them, filled with tenderness and love that could not be concealed.

The old butler observed silently from the side, feeling curious and confused.

How come these two children, who were dressed simply and obviously from ordinary farming families, came to our house?

What was even more unexpected to him was that the pretty girl actually stretched out her tender little hand directly to the young master!