At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ang Lee's family first worshipped their ancestors. The sacrifice of ancestors on this day is very particular. This is different from usual. It is the end of serving rice, burning incense, and setting off firecrackers.

First, I pasted Spring Festival couplets and door gods, and the whole family knelt in front of the tablets of my ancestors. As the eldest son, Li Lin would report on the situation of the year in front of his ancestors, just like reporting on his work with his leader.

After reporting to the ancestors, they would kowtow, first the ancestor, then the Kitchen God, and finally the Door God, kowtowed nine times in total and bowed nine times.

After the ceremony, we started to have a reunion dinner.

The whole family sat the table full of delicious dishes cooked by the fourth aunt.

What are steamed sea bass, braised chicken nuggets, sweet and sour pork ribs, and plum vegetables, full of pork, and dazzling array of them.

"Come!"

"Cheer a drink!"

"I hope everyone will be healthy in the new year and everything goes well with their hearts..."

Li Lin was the eldest son, and he took the lead in picking up his wine glass and saying auspicious words. The reunion dinner was officially started.

I had this reunion dinner for a long time, and by the end it was completely dark.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the whole family sat around the TV waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

As it was nearly twelve o'clock, all the households in the village began to set off firecrackers. For a moment, the sky was filled with sparks and the fire was shining, making half of the sky red.

Ang Lee also became childish and took out a loud firecracker in front of the small building and set it off.

The sound of "crackling" is deafening, and the air immediately smells of gunpowder.

Ang Lee looked at the fire dragons flying on the ground, and the fireworks kept exploding in the air. The firelight reflected the excited smiling faces of the children, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the New Year."

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, my father's three sisters also came to my fourth aunt's house, and the whole family gathered in the main hall.

At this time, Ang Lee stood in the middle of the room, with the tablets of his ancestors placed on the altar in front of him.

The first ceremony on the first day of the Lunar New Year is about to start, kowtow to grandma.

Ang Lee was Changsun, naturally ranked first. He now had a mat in front of him and an upside-down enamel washbasin.

When Ang Lee kowtowed to grandma for a while, he would also knock the basin in his head.

This is a custom in my hometown. I have to kowtow to the elderly. The louder the sound, the more filial the elderly will live longer.

The fourth aunt smiled and said, "Anzi, you are the eldest grandson, and this first head is about to ring."

Ang Lee also smiled and joked: "No problem, fourth aunt, I will definitely be able to hear my ancestors of the Li family."

After a while, my grandmother was helped by her father and aunt and sat at the top of the main hall, and her fourth uncle temporarily acted as the host.

I saw him clear his throat and shouting.

"Xiansun kowtow~"

The fourth uncle's tune is long and it looks like the ending sound of a song, with quite charming inside.

After the voice ended, Ang Lee knelt down and made three big noises.

"Bangbangbangbangbang" The sound of the head touching the basin has always been loud.

This made the grandmother sitting in the head shout with heartache: "Grandson, does your brain hurt?"

When everyone looked at the stainless steel basin again, Ang Lee had already knocked a big pit into the middle, which caused laughter.

Ang Lee's second uncle picked up the basin and started to recover with his hands. He smiled and said to his grandmother, "Old lady, your grandson's head is honest, and you will definitely live a hundred years of long life."

The second uncle's words naturally made the room laugh.

Ang Lee kowtowed, and grandma gave her a big red envelope. Although Ang Lee had already worked, in grandma's eyes, Ang Lee was always a child.

As the eldest son of the Li family, my father naturally enjoyed a high status in the Li family.

If your identity is high, your wallet will become deflated.

Some relatives' children come to pay New Year's greetings.

As for New Year greetings, naturally red envelopes are indispensable.

Seeing the relatives and children of close and distant relatives kowtow happily to get red envelopes, Ang Lee felt that the little bonus his father gave during the Chinese New Year was enough.

The first and second day of the Lunar New Year are spent happily in our hometown in the countryside.

I set off on the afternoon of the second day of the Chinese New Year to return to the city because my mother's relatives were leaving.

Before leaving, I saw my grandmother reluctantly and tearful eyes, and I felt a little reluctant to leave.

Early in the third day of the junior high school, Ang Lee dressed neatly and prepared to go out.

My father was surprised to see Ang Lee go out so early, and then asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

Ang Lee replied: "Our county party secretary also lives in Linjiang, and I'm going to go and wish him a New Year."

Li Lin frowned, "What New Year do you want to pay for the county party secretary, a village cadre? How long have you just started working? Doing well in the villages and villages, and don't do such evil things."

After Li Lin finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to go to your county party secretary under my name? I tell you that you are not allowed to go?"

At this time, Ang Lee wanted to give himself a big mouth, and he knew that when he said he would go to wish Chen Xingsheng a New Year, his father would definitely think more.

"Dad, Secretary Chen Xingsheng and I know each other. I am working on a cooperative and I have given a lot of support. Now it's the Chinese New Year, so it's okay to visit me with emotion and reason." Ang Lee explained.

"Old Li, you don't worry about your children's affairs. You will never be in a worldly way in your life. You will let your children be the same as you." Wen Yin walked out of the kitchen.

"Anzi, go ahead, mom supports you, go and do your business. It can't be like your dad, just a lump of wood." Wenyin gave Ang Lee an encouraging look.

"Okay, mom." Ang Lee got his mother's permission and quickly left.

Li Lin was not stopping his son from leaving because his wife was right, that is, he had to go through favors in the officialdom.

After Ang Lee left the house, he began to consider what gift to give Chen Xingsheng.

He had never dealt with Chen Xingsheng in his previous life, and he only had a rough understanding of his situation and had no idea about his likes.

At this time, I feel a little confused about giving gifts.

The gifts given are too heavy, Chen Xingsheng will definitely not accept them.

Giving it too lightly will leave no impression on the other party and it will lose the meaning of giving gifts.

What to give?

If Chen Xingsheng doesn't like the gift, the effect of this visit will be greatly reduced.

Ang Lee finally thought about it and it would be better to give something more elegant, such as cultural and antiques. The price of this thing is not obvious, but it looks more stylish.

Ang Lee took a taxi and went straight to the antique market in Linjiang City, which is the largest antique trading market in southern Qinchuan.

At the end of the last century, as the market economy continued to flourish, the transaction of old objects gradually spontaneously formed a roadside market.

The original transaction method was carried out in the form of street stalls, on the side of the ancient street less than 100 meters.

After 2000, the state gradually developed the cultural relics market, and the municipal government renovated the ancient street, further standardized the market order here, and the ancient street regained its vitality.

This ancient street is becoming more and more famous, attracting a large number of antique owners and collector enthusiasts in surrounding cities, and becoming the second largest antique trading distribution center after the provincial capital.

Ang Lee walked around the market with his hands behind his back. It was just the Chinese New Year, and the market was crowded with people and it was extremely lively.

Although Ang Lee cannot be said to be an expert in antiques, he has collected a lot of them in his previous life and has some research.

He can still tell the fake antiques that are "fake at a glance".

Walking around the market, I picked up so-called antiques at the stall and looked at them again and again. Most of them were fakes, and the few real things, and the prices of the stall owners also soared to the sky.

After walking most of the street, Ang Lee, who was a little lost in patience, suddenly saw a small ornament on a stall...
Chapter completed!