little ancestors in modern times

At dawn, people in Xiangshan Village got up one after another, and the adults began to be busy. Today, they will go to the ancestral hall to offer sacrifices. That's it.

Yan Jiabao and the others didn't have to do anything, they just waited for the big table at noon.

"Little ancestor, let's change clothes, shall we?"

"No, I have to wear this."

The little ancestor turned his head to the side and ignored Yan Jiabao. The children here all wear it like this. He either thinks that his small suit doesn't look good, or he thinks he should wear it anyway.

"Then don't wear a small suit, let's change into your favorite cute cloth clothes." Yan Jiabao had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

A moment of hesitation flashed across the pink face of the little ancestor, and Yan Jiabao immediately made persistent efforts to call up the picture of cute Bubu from his mobile phone to show him, "Look, how cute it is, how the children here wear is their business, our little ones The ancestors had to wear something unique if they wanted to wear it like this, and those children would definitely be envious when they went out.”

The little ancestor bit his lip, and finally shook his head "no".

If Yan Jiabao remembered correctly, Xiaozu's suit was based on the clothes worn by a child about his age that he saw by the river yesterday.

The economic conditions of Xiangshan Village are limited. Even a family with decent conditions would not often buy new clothes for such a young child.

Seeing that the little ancestor was wearing a coarse cloth shirt, there were two dark patches on the dusty trousers, one was on the knees and the other was on the buttocks.

Yan Jiabao was a little dumbfounded, Shenyi!God clothes!You follow the gourds of other people's clothes, but can you not learn the material of the clothes, the little ancestor has fine skin and tender flesh, so is the coarse cloth shirt comfortable to wear?

At this point, Yan Jiabao could only say in a low voice: "Little ancestor, if you feel uncomfortable wearing this dress later, remember not to change it outside directly, tell me, let's find a place where there is no one to change it."

"Well", the little ancestor nodded obediently, and then urged Yan Jiabao to tie his hair quickly. Firecrackers sounded one after another outside, and he couldn't wait to go out and have a look.

When the little ancestor pulled Yan Jiabao out the door, he bumped into Yan Shouren who came to look for them.

"Morning, Uncle Shouren," Yan Jiabao greeted first.

"Morning, morning, Jiabao is going out." Yan Shouren's eyes fell on the little ancestor, and he was obviously stunned, "This child..." Why are you dressed like this.

Before Yan Shouren could finish speaking, Yan Jiabao said first: "When I recall bitterness, I think sweetness, when I recall bitterness, I think sweetness".

"Remembering bitter and sweet?"

Yan Shouren soon came to his senses, and said with emotion: "The children nowadays are living a happy life. It's not like when we were young, a pair of shoes was a luxury. The children in the countryside are not bad. Look at those in the city. How spoiled are all the children—" Seemingly realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Yan Shouren hurriedly changed the subject, "Have you had breakfast? We built a shed in front of the ancestral hall, cooked porridge, squeezed soybean milk, and steamed it. Steamed buns, I’ll take you there to eat some while it’s hot.”

He guessed that this kind of clan meeting would prepare breakfast for outsiders in the morning, but the tricks came and went, and he didn't like it. They brought milk and bread by themselves, and it would last for a few days.

When the villagers saw the little ancestor again, their expressions were as strange as they wanted. Everyone didn't understand why they were dressed like a little prince yesterday, but they turned into... like a beggar after sleeping all night. Dressing up, could it be that Yan Zhen's family has changed drastically after sleeping all night, or that Yan Zhen's family has undergone major changes and went bankrupt long ago, and sent the two children back to their village for refuge.

The eyes of the other people became more and more strange, and there were even a few hesitant to say something to him, which made Yan Jiabao feel uncomfortable. Looking at the little ancestor felt distressed for a while, but unfortunately the person concerned didn't feel anything at all, and looked around with small eyes.

How is it different!The little ancestor's bright eyes dimmed.

On such a big day like today, all the villagers have prepared new clothes to wear. Some people will never meet the clan meeting once in a hundred years. It is even more grand and lively than New Year's Eve.

So no matter how the little ancestor looked at them, these people were dressed very differently from yesterday. He tugged at the corners of his clothes, and really didn't understand why these people were not shirtless, with rolled trouser legs, and straw hats.

Even when we got to the front of the ancestral hall, a group of children were already playing there, some of them were seen by the river yesterday.

All the children wore new clothes and shoes, and some children in good condition wore small suits and even small ties.

At this time, Yan Dabin came out from nowhere, and he wanted to grab Yan Jiabao's shoulders, "Jiabao, so you are here too, let's go, buddy will take you to watch the excitement".

Yan Jiabao dodged sideways, and asked embarrassingly, "Who are you?"

"Dabin! Yan Dabin, we used to play together when we were young."

"I really can't remember it."

"Ha... is it?"

Yan Dabin touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and then saw the little ancestor standing beside Yan Jiabao, pointed at the little ancestor, and asked, "This is?"

"Do as the Romans do, remember bitterness and sweetness" Yan Jiabao prevaricated with Yan Shouren's words, but added another word. It was really these people who looked at his little ancestor with weird eyes that made him very unhappy. Your children can wear clothes, but my little ancestors can't wear them!

Yan Dabin was stunned for a moment, and then echoed dog-leggedly: "This educational concept is really high. You usually live in the city, and it's rare to come to the countryside once. It's good for children to experience life in the countryside."

Then Yan Dabin commented on the current theories of children's education in a serious manner, and finally gave Yan Jiabao a thumbs up.

Yan Jiabao actually didn't want to talk to this guy, but he held back thinking that he would need this guy to spread the word for him later.

"The hot meat buns are out of the pot, and they are just right with peanut soup. Hurry up before you have breakfast."

There was a shout from a distance, thinking of something, Yan Jiabao nodded apologetically to Yan Dabin, and then took out a gold-encrusted white jade bowl and a silver spoon from his backpack under Yan Dabin's puzzled gaze.

"I took my little ancestor there to drink some peanut soup. I don't know if this little ancestor likes to drink it, so let's chat!"

Seeing that Yan Jiabao was about to turn around while holding his little ancestor, Yan Dabin hurriedly asked his own question, "This bowl?"

His grandparents were slaves of rich people until his grandfather's generation was still working for rich people. Although he usually idles around and doesn't do much business, he still has a bit of eyesight. The jade bowl is something incredible at first glance. It will be taken out as a gift, so who will it be given to?Yan Dabin looked at Yuwan with greed in his eyes.

As if not aware of Yan Dabin's strangeness, Yan Jiabao lifted the jade bowl in Yang's hand, and said casually: "The ancestor of my family is used to it by the family members. Except for eating with this jade bowl that was specially found, otherwise it would not be difficult to beat him to death." Take a bite, so every time this ancestor goes out, he doesn't have to take anything, but this jade bowl must be brought."

Yan Dabin's expression cracked a little, such a good baby, to be used as a bowl by a kid who doesn't know anything, is really a waste of nature!

The milky white peanut soup was served in a gold-encrusted white jade bowl, and the heat was constantly wafting away. It was very appetizing to watch. After marking his share in the group, Yan Jiabao took a pair of public bowls and chopsticks, and marked himself a bowl.

Looking at the steaming bowl, the little ancestor asked while blowing on himself, "Dede, is this delicious?"

"It should be pretty good. When it cools down, the little ancestor has a sip. If it doesn't taste good, we won't drink it."

Feeling that it was already blowing cold, the little ancestor put the spoon in his mouth.

Sweet!The taste was something he had never tasted before. The peanuts were stewed very badly, and it didn't take much effort to bite, and it was very soft.

"good to eat".

"Well, it tastes delicious too." The little ancestor of his family is easy to raise and not picky about food.

After Yan Jiabao left, many villagers who had been looking at them just now surrounded Yan Dabin, asking each other one sentence at a time, they were very curious about what the two of them were talking about.

Yan Dabin also lived up to Yan Jiabao's expectations, and brought up the reason why the little ancestor suddenly dressed up like this. A villager sighed after hearing this: "I thought their family was ruined, and they couldn't survive outside. Come here asylum".

Yan Dabin gave the other party an idiot-looking look, and said complacently: "Did you see the jade bowl where the child ate? The rim of the bowl is inlaid with gold. The gold is just a supporting role. The jade is really good jade. It is exaggerated to say that it is priceless. In the city, even if the family is really in decline, it will be enough to last for several lifetimes by selling this bowl."

"That...that...a small bowl is so valuable."

"My God! Such a valuable bowl is given to a child to eat."

"This Yan Zhen's family is too rich, and they dote on their children too much!"

Seeing the reactions of the fellow villagers, Yan Dabin felt relieved and at the same time he secretly complained about this group of guys who have never seen the world. His ancestors used to work in rich households, and even the bedpans used at night were made of high-quality Hetian jade. It's nothing to eat with a jade bowl, obviously he has forgotten how stupid he was just now.

The little ancestor was a very confident child, he quickly ignored the matter of clothes, and didn't intend to change them.

Cars drove into Xiangshan Village one after another, and many of those who didn't arrive a day or two earlier drove here at this time.

"Dad, my baby is so sleepy! Isn't it here yet?"

The little princess on the back seat of the car pouted, looking a little sleepy.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, the little princess will sleep with her eyes closed, and when she opens her eyes again, she will be here," the middle-aged man in the driver's seat coaxed softly.

It has been eight years, Xiangshan Village, he has returned, and Yan Zhiwei has returned to his hometown in fine clothes.

If possible, he would never want to come back to this place for the rest of his life, and he didn't even want people in the circle to know that he came from such a ravine. This place of birth can be said to be the biggest insult in his life, the biggest failure.