It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Crackling.

The sound of firecrackers resounded throughout Chenjiagou Village, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

“It is both a polluting environment and a waste of money, but I like it.”

Chen Meng stood on the second floor and looked out from a distance.

The villagers' houses were filled with smoke.

The stewed meat from the neighbor's house next door smells very fragrant.

He was very satisfied. He had been reborn for more than a year, and although he had not allowed the villagers to achieve a well-off life, at least he had meat to eat during the Chinese New Year.

More than a dozen households bought motorcycles, and two were preparing to build new houses.

These are all changes visible to the naked eye.

"Brother, if you don't come down to help you paste couplets, where are you doing?" Chen Xiaomei stood downstairs and shouted.

"Let's guide the country."

"Do you think you are the emperor, and you are also giving advice to the country. Come down and help you post couplets."

"Your brother is tired all year round, so he still wants him to do this little thing, what do you want you to do?"

Zhao Huaihua came out of the room with a face, held a chair, stood on it and started pasting couplets.

"Mom, if you are partial, you will know how to protect my brother." Chen Xiaomei was so angry.

"Your brother can pass on the family line for our Chen family, can you?" Zhao Huaihua scolded.

"What era is now, and the family lineage is still passed down."

"No matter what era, the rules left by our ancestors for thousands of years cannot be changed."

The mother and daughter were quarreling downstairs in a very lively manner.

Chen Meng laughed in silence.

In the concept of the older generation, inheriting the family line is the top priority.

No matter how promising the daughter is, she is not as close to her son.

After posting the couplet, it's time to have a meal.

Chen Meng went downstairs and the table had already been full of dishes.

There is his favorite bacon.

Chen Meng was greedy and reached out to twist it. Zhao Huaihua hit him, "No one can move before the ancestors even started eating."

Usually, my mother spoiled him.

But during festivals, the first thing you do before eating is to respect your ancestors.

I saw Chen Dazhu holding three pillars of fragrance, standing in front of his ancestor's tablet, muttering something in his mouth.

After he finished his incense, it was his mother's turn. Zhao Huaihua also held three pillars of fragrance. "The ancestors protect him. The old Chen family is now having a good life. I just need to have a handful of inheriting incense. Please bless my ancestors and let the old Chen family import more children in the next year and inherit the incense."

Then solemnly insert the three pillars of fragrance on the tribute rice.

"Son, you also give your ancestors a stick of incense," said Zhao Huaihua.

"I don't need it." Chen Meng refused.

It would be reasonable to ask him to kneel down and Chen Dazhu and his wife to make him worship his ancestors who couldn't even call them a name.

"Brother, our family was poor in the past and you were a bastard. My parents were embarrassed to let you burn incense to our ancestors. Now that you are promising and our family is rich, you should report to your ancestors. This is your honor as the only male member of the Chen family." Chen Xiaomei said.

"Little sister, you have been to night school at least. How can people who have studied in school be so feudal?"

"This is not feudalism, this is faith. You cannot be without faith in a person." Chen Xiaomei said seriously.

Suddenly.

Chen Meng looked at his younger sister with admiration, "Yes, I even know my faith, who told you."

"I won't tell you." Chen Xiaomei blinked.

In fact.

My little sister is really right.

In the past life, many people criticized that Chinese people like to worship their ancestors during festivals and festivals, which is superstitious.

But in Chen Meng's view, this is a sustenance of faith. Chinese people worship their ancestors because their ancestors were once extremely brilliant. In the hearts of Chinese people, they felt that powerful ancestors could give them guidance and bring blessings.

This is the same as Westerners advocate God.

What’s ridiculous is that many people who have been brainwashed by Western values ​​say that the reason why we are behind and bullied is because we have no faith.

"Okay, I'll also give my ancestors an incense stick."

Chen Meng straightened his clothes and lit three pillars of fragrance. He wanted to say some words that suited the situation, but he didn't know what to say, so he silently recited, "Our ancestors bless me with all my wishes and harmony in the harem."

Etiquette.

"I've been hungry for a long time after eating." Chen Meng immediately sat down, grabbed a piece of wax steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brother, can you tell me some hygiene?" Chen Xiaomei rolled her eyes.

"But let it go. When our family ate pig food, we didn't see you hygiene." Chen Meng retorted.

"Isn't that all of you hurt me?" Chen Xiaomei said hatefully.

Chen Meng was stunned, and Zhao Huaihua quickly glared at the little sister, "What nonsense? Isn't your brother a promising now? Our family is all benefiting from him."

"My sister is right. I used to be quite a mess, but now I've finally made a correction. I dare to stand up and be a human being..."

Chen Meng said with a smile.

The whole family was having a happy chat.

Sudden.

A car slowly drove into the Chen family's yard.

"Who is it? It's the New Year." The Chen family turned their heads curiously.

The car stopped.

One person got out of the car.

Chen Meng was incredible. He stood up and stared at Cai Xiaojiu, "What are you doing?"

"I'll escort the lady."

Cai Xiaojiu replied, then opened the rear door, and helped Cai Xixi get out of the car, "Miss, please wait."

When Chen Meng saw Cai Xixi wearing a hat, wearing a cotton bag, getting out of the car, holding a child in her arms, she was so shocked that she almost stopped. The woman suddenly came to the door on New Year's Eve and was holding a child. Could this child be mine?

"Son, who are they?" Zhao Huaihua asked hurriedly when she saw Chen Meng's face looked very ugly.

Chen Meng refused to answer, stared at Cai Xixi, who was moving away from Cai Xiaojiu's hand, and moved step by step towards his doorstep... He moved his feet just like rubbing on the ground. Once he moved, Cai Xixi's face turned ugly.

After walking only two meters, Cai Xixi's sweat beads as big as beans rolled down from her forehead, and her pretty face twisted in pain.

A staggering moment.

"Miss, be careful." Cai Xiaojiu hurriedly helped.

"Let go." Cai Xixi said coldly.

Cai Xiaojiu glanced at Chen Meng with a stern face, let go of Cai Xixi, and took a step back.

At this time.

The Chen family also knew that the inexplicable woman in front of him was probably related to Chen Meng.

And there was a child in his arms.

Could it be?

Zhao Huaihua immediately walked forward a few steps, her voice trembling, "Daughter, who are you? What's wrong with this child?"

"Auntie, you have to ask Chen Meng." Cai Xixi stopped and couldn't leave, her face was pale and bloody, and her legs were trembling.

"Son, what's going on?" Zhao Huaihua turned her head and asked.

Chen Meng had a blue face and did not answer.

"Brother, you're going to be anxious to speak." Chen Xiaomei pushed Chen Meng for a moment.

"Chen Meng, if you are a man, just say it openly that this child is only three days old, and he is a son." Cai Xixi stared at him and said word by word.

son!!

Zhao Huaihua's eyes lit up and her face showed ecstasy.

"Chen Meng, my lady gave birth naturally. She has only been three days old. She insisted on sending her child. Just watch her walk into your Chen family step by step?" Chen Xiaojiu said gritting her teeth.

"Who made you talk too much?" Cai Xixi turned her head and scolded angrily.

"My God, it's only been three days of birth, and it hurts so much... My daughter, I'll help you." Zhao Huaihua hurried forward.

Unexpectedly, Cai Xixi stood still and looked at Chen Meng without moving.

"Brother, even if you don't feel sorry for this girl, at least feel sorry for the child. It's only three days in the middle of winter. If there is a problem with the freezing problem, who will be responsible?" Chen Xiaomei shouted.

No matter how stupid the Chen family is, they know that the child is probably Chen Meng's, otherwise the girl would not have given birth for three days and would come to her regardless of her injuries.

"You crazy woman."

Chen Meng was furious and rushed up.

"Brother, don't be impulsive." Chen Xiaomei thought he was going to hit someone.

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