Early in the morning, after breakfast at Zhong's family, they continued to be busy.

The third brother Zhong Qiandeng continued to take care of the animals.

Zhong Qianxi, the second brother, took the engraved peach talisman and hung it at the gate of the courtyard and the door of the house.

Sister-in-law and the children gathered in the kitchen. Under the command of Zhong Peng's mother-in-law, the stove was burning and oiled. They started to cook the pot and fry the various radish balls and meat filling boxes prepared in advance one by one.

The drunken eldest brother of the Zhong family, Zhong Qian'an, then he held his waist and sat up slowly on the bed.

He felt a little weak.

I poured myself a glass of cold boiled water, and after I took it, I became much more energetic: "...Am I old?"

Just thinking about the dream I had last night, Zhong Qian'an smiled quietly: "This emperor is so polite, can he still be able to manage it?" But before he could recall it, his face suddenly became stiff after his thoughts came back.

He stood up with the thick porcelain bowl in his hand: "The drought is still waiting to be done next year!"

It happened that Zhong Shitou at the door also sneaked in quickly.

He also held a thick porcelain bowl in his hand, full of freshly fried radish balls: "...I left this for Lian Xiaoduo!" He thought happily: "This time I have to find someone when there is no one, and eat it secretly with her!"

Then the thick porcelain bowl in his hand was taken over by Zhong Qian'an, the father-like man: "What a good boy!" He looked at Zhong Shitou standing there with relief, staring blankly at his heart: "Are you waiting to praise him?" He picked up two balls and stuffed them into his mouth. The crispy shell was chewed, and the rich radish fragrance filled his mouth, which made him smile to his son with emotion: "Dad and you were so young, I didn't know how to give your grandpa a meatball!"

Zhong Shitou pursed his lips, and a disgusting smile appeared on his honest little face: "The freshly fried radish meatballs... are for my father... for my father!" But he couldn't help swallowing in his heart: "I haven't eaten a few yet!"

He still stabilized his morale by biting his lower lip: "No... This is for Lian Xiaoduo!"

I want to say something again.

Zhong Qian'an put down the thick porcelain bowl in his hand: "I won't eat these!" He looked at the slightly dark sky outside the window: "I guess it will snow again in the afternoon!" According to customs, today is still a day to visit the graves of ancestors!

It’s New Year’s Eve, so why do our ancestors have to come home to check it out? How is the family now?

If you have a good life, then bless me.

If you are not doing well, then shouldn’t you be more blessed as the ancestor?

Outside the wall next to it, Zhong Cheng, the true ancestor, was floating around, and he was also wondering: "...There is indeed an old Zhong Cheng in the underworld who is suffering there!" If you keep up with New Year's Eve, could you really come to the sun and go home?

He felt a little weird and awkward when he touched the stubble: "Then the fuck are they really two monkeys, hey!"

Of course this counts otherwise.

Anyway, Zhong Cheng can join forces with that old Zhong Cheng to become the real time traveler Lao Zhong Cheng.

After all, he thought: "Although he still has memories of time travel, his personality and habits are mainly based on the souls of 25-year-old young people before time travel, so his words and affairs seem a little bit off, not as steady as 56-year-old Zhongcheng!"

But if I think about it this way, isn’t that old Zhong Cheng still not the time traveler’s golden finger?

The system is on him!

The family didn't have a long time to pack up their things, and the three brothers walked out on shoulder poles.

Since the Sun family sent a lot of tributes this time, they all picked up paper money and paper ingots, as well as incense in the bamboo baskets at both ends of the shoulder pole, and the yellow paper they bought themselves, with heavy weight on their shoulders.

In fact, there are still pig, sheep and cow heads sent by Sun's family in the bamboo baskets on both ends of the shoulder pole!

This is called the Three Lives.

If you can place the tomb, it is enough to show your absolute attention to the ancestors in your family.

Of course, there is no need to be too grand in the countryside. Just simply mean it. At least the heads of these three animals have been placed on the white plate and are worshipped on the table in front of Zhongcheng's tablet. Two cups of good wine were placed, which is very grand.

Zhong Cheng floated back to the ancestral hall and looked at it: "...it's all half-baked!" Is this thing really edible?

But this is the old courtesy!

When he touched his chin, he actually thought about it: "There are ready-made wine and meat at home on the table to worship, which means that the family is worried about it and knows that the ancestors have worked hard..." But why are they half-baked: "...The family is difficult, I know!" He rolled his eyes.

Like the traditional pragmatism of the Chinese civilization circle, just forget it if you can see the gift!

Really eat it?

Can ancestors bear it and compete with their children for meat?

Think carefully about the time when I was still alive, I didn’t need to worship my ancestors. Therefore, after living conditions improved, I would just cut two or three pounds, chopped them up with fat pork and made dumplings and eat them: "Then it’s time for me to become my ancestors now..."

Although Zhong Cheng couldn't really eat it, he could only pursed his lips and nodded: "Just get the gift!"

I have another saying in my heart that burns newspapers on the grave...

Exhale slowly.

He still floated back to the ancestral hall: "I remember that every year, there will be annual summary!"

Thinking about the memory in my head: "The system evaluates how this year is, and then there will be an annual gift package to send!" Zhong Cheng touched his chin, and his most concerned thing was this: "Basically, in the early stages, it was related to population and wealth!"

Although the annual gift package cannot be much better, the things inside are quite useful.

And most of them have continuous effect.

Zhong Cheng was still looking forward to it: "I hope I can get some key props or buildings." Maybe it will solve the dilemma next year?

Ordinary system props that directly bless the system are indeed effective, but the help that can disappear after more than a month of maintenance is quite timely, but how good would it be if it could last for the whole year like family tradition?

The hard-working family tradition that the Zhong family now possesses not only promotes labor efficiency, but also promotes unity!

More labor.

This means that there are fewer complaints, so the family atmosphere can be disharmonious and the tribesmen can be disunited?

However, just as Zhong Cheng was thinking, the three brothers of the Zhong family were already carrying shoulder poles and tributes, and arrived at the foot of Tujiao Mountain, the village of Kuangshan was mostly surnamed. Their ancestral tombs and the cemeteries of relatives of the same surname were located here.

Of course, the Zhong family, who belongs to the foreign surname, also has the choice of the cemetery, but there is no ancestral tomb.

They just visit their own elders to their graves.

The three brothers of the Zhong family know the inside story. Who made the Zhong family come here for less than a hundred years?

The elders of the Zhong family did not say where they came from. They just mentioned it and said that it was a change of dynasty. In order to avoid the military disaster, they bought some of the land and houses in Kaoshan Village, and even if they took root here!

To their generation of Zhong family, there are only four or five families with the surname Zhong, at most twenty or thirty people!

But at this moment, a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of Zhong Cheng.

【Ding! Good luck is coming into effect!】

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