Then, Song Wufu slowly revealed his ancestor's appearance, gave him delicious food to help the Song family overcome difficulties, and gave Song Xixi divine power.
Whether it is the appearance of ancestors, or the gift of delicious food and divine power, it is far beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.
Song Niannian and the other children were just that. They believed whatever the adults said. The adults were dumbfounded and suspected that Song Wufu was talking nonsense.
But when they witnessed Song Xixi kicking the young man away, they had to believe it even if they couldn't believe it.
"It turns out that worshiping ancestors and gods during festivals is really useful..."
Zhang Xiaomei murmured, then adjusted her posture and kowtowed to the void: "Ancestor, our descendants of the Song family are all fleeing from famine, so we can't offer incense to your old man. When we settle down in the future, we will definitely offer incense to your old man every day.
, please bless us to have a safe and healthy journey..."
The two couples, Song Jin and Song Yin, also reacted and hurriedly knelt down to worship together. They also pressed several little ones, including Song Qingqing, to the ground, and muttered words of gratitude.
Song Qingqing was confused and began to doubt her life: Did she suffer from amnesia, or was her rebirth posture wrong? Why didn't she have the slightest impression of her ancestors' apparitions?
She vaguely remembered that she had been running away hungry, and her parents were starved to death. Later, whenever she ate or drank water, she would get stomachaches. She would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea if she even had some meat and fish, and she would not be able to enjoy the blessing of food for most of her life...
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Along the way to Song Xixi, it was not uncommon for Song Wufu and the others to engage in feudal superstition. Facing this small superstitious scene, she felt no emotion at all. She silently opened the [Gourmet Bag] and took out the relatively easy-to-digest vegetables, lean meat porridge and milk.
Fragrant steamed buns.
001 The food borrowed each time is far more than the amount for four people. In addition, Song Wufu and the other three have always been thinking about the other members of the Song family, so they will try their best to set aside a portion of each delicacy.
After a few days, the accumulated food was enough for a family of fourteen to enjoy.
However, Zhang Xiaomei and others were in a state of hunger for a long time and could not eat too much at once. The food Song Xixi took out could keep them seventy full.
Seeing the food appearing out of thin air and exuding a rich aroma, Zhang Xiaomei and others had no doubts about the appearance of their ancestors, and knocked into the void several times.
Song Xixi felt pain when she heard it. She pulled up Song Qingqing who was closest to her, picked up a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge and handed it to her: "Eat it."
It smells so good!
Song Qingqing swallowed hard, stretched out her hands to take the porridge bowl involuntarily, turned to look at Song Xixi, and could only see a black outline.
She was sure that there were no ancestors appearing in her previous life, but there was one in this life. Even her little cousin, who would have died, survived unharmed. She was even the only person in the entire Song family who could communicate with the ancestors.
"Qingqing, eat up quickly, you just lost so much blood, you need to make up for it." Huang Qiuyun, who also picked up a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge, saw his daughter was stunned and didn't move, so he urged her.
Song Niannian, who was opposite, wanted to please her cousin and came over with her own bowl of porridge: "Sister, I can't finish such a big bowl, please help me share some."
When her second brother Song Qingshi heard this, he quickly said: "I can eat as much as I want. Sister, you can share some with me too!"
Song Niannian snorted: "No, you weren't hurt!"
Song Qingshi wanted to say more, but Song Jin raised his hand and knocked on his forehead: "What's your share? Let me eat everything in your bowl first!"
Song Qingshi immediately didn't dare to make a fuss, and drank the porridge with great gulps. After a while, he finished the porridge, and then grabbed the milk-flavored steamed buns that were given to him and ate them with relish.
Song Qingqing hated Song Niannian, so how could she accept her "hypocritical" kindness?
But in front of the adults, she couldn't refuse too directly, so she said with a cold face: "I can't finish it, you can eat it yourself."
Song Niannian was so disappointed that he returned to his seat gloomily and began to eat in small bites.
Song Xixi felt strange. She had the impression that Song Qingqing cherished her two cousins very much. She would think of them immediately when she had something delicious to eat and had fun, and she rarely spoke sarcastically to her two cousins.
Is it just that you are so cold towards Song Niannian because you are injured and in a bad mood?
After all, it wasn't an important matter and there was no need to waste your energy. Song Xixi put the matter aside after finishing a bowl of porridge.
She didn't hide her appetite, and then she finished two bowls of porridge and six milk-flavored steamed buns, which shocked Zhang Xiaomei and others.
Song Cai mentioned the reason for her sudden increase in food intake, which made everyone feel distressed. He even gave her his own food, hoping that she would regain her health as soon as possible.
They don’t know the existence of [Gourmet Packs] and think that their ancestors only gave them so much.
Song Xixi naturally did not answer, and once again had a clear understanding of the unity and friendship of the Song family.
She will live in the Song family for a long time in the future. It is undoubtedly a blessing to have such a family atmosphere.
The adults were very cautious and watched their surroundings vigilantly while eating, fearing that someone might sneak up and discover their secrets.
Halfway through the meal, Song Yin, an old man, suddenly burst into tears: "...It's too difficult, wuwu, it's so difficult to escape from famine all the way! Several times I couldn't hold on anymore, thinking that one day I might be hungry.
To die is to die of thirst, it’s better to just crash to death... I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect to be able to eat such beautiful things now, none of my daydreams were so beautiful, ugh..."
Everyone put down their porridge bowls and the atmosphere became silent. No one laughed at Song Yin who was crying like a child.
Since escaping from famine, no one has cried in their hearts. No matter how difficult it is, we have to grit our teeth and persevere.
Not only for myself, but also for the old and young behind me.
Fortunately, fortunately, the ancestors showed up. As long as they are careful, they will be able to make it to Huai'an Mansion!
After the meal, Song Wufu called a few children to him, touched their little heads and asked gently: "Are the vegetable and meat porridge and milk-flavored steamed buns delicious?"
A few of the little ones licked their mouths and nodded like chickens pecking at rice: "It's delicious, it's so delicious! I wish I could eat it every day!"
Song Wufu smiled, but his voice became extremely stern: "Our family has delicious food, but others are hungry. If they find out about this, they will definitely take away all the delicious food, and you will starve to death by then.
I can’t even eat anything.”
Song Qingshan was already a half-grown boy and knew better than his younger brothers and sisters the consequences of leaking secrets. He hurriedly said: "Grandpa, don't worry, we will never tell the truth and let bad guys steal our food!"
Song Niannian was a little ignorant, but the torment of hunger had already been deeply engraved in his bones. The desire to fill his stomach made it impossible for them to allow the delicious food to be taken away.
So one of them promised louder than the other: "Grandpa, we won't tell you who the puppy is, and we will never feed the puppy again!"
This childish talk made everyone laugh.
"Haha, okay, okay!" Song Wufu was very satisfied with the answers of his grandchildren. He gave them careful instructions before letting them go back to his son and daughter-in-law. He also reminded his son and daughter-in-law to watch carefully and not let them say anything in front of outsiders.
Leak.
The four of them, Song and Jin, agreed in succession and made up their minds to give a few little ones a tight skin to eliminate all hidden dangers.