At this time, what can only be done by direct descendants is also the most glorious thing in the clan.
The person who originally performed the opening ceremony should have been Qin Dekai, but Qin Zaihong specially found someone to fish him out.
"this……"
Everyone in Qin Zaihong knelt down, but they hesitated when they heard this.
He said: "Third brother, is this against the rules? Since ancient times, ancestor worship rituals should be started by direct descendants. Even if Lin Bei is excellent, after all, he is still of the blood of a foreigner."
Qin Rusong sneered and said directly: "If I had known you would say that, I would have been prepared early in the morning. You can look at the Qin family history and see if there was an ancestor worship ceremony two hundred years ago and it was conducted by a son-in-law with a different surname?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
This incident is a well-known legend in Qinjia Village.
The man in charge of ancestor worship at that time was a very outstanding person. When he returned to his hometown with his wife, all the congratulatory guests lined up outside Qinjia Village.
As the head of the clan, how could Qin Zaihong not know about this?
He sighed and said: "I understand, then let Lin Bei take charge of the opening ceremony of this ancestor worship."
Hearing this, all the Qin family members widened their eyes.
Letting a person with a foreign surname take charge of the opening of ancestor worship is simply making history.
The excellent son-in-law at the time only had more friends visiting.
But Lin Bei was different. The visitors were all bigwigs, even generals of the country.
Lin Bei is more qualified than anyone else!
Qin Rusong laughed: "Hahaha! Lin Bei, you want to honor your ancestors."
Lin Bei was confused.
He just wanted to teach Grandpa and his family a lesson, and he never imagined that the matter of taking charge of the opening would actually fall on him.
"Third Grandpa, I..."
Lin Bei wanted to excuse this troublesome matter, but Qin Huilan next to him said excitedly: "Son, go and put on the clothes for worshiping ancestors. Seeing you like this, my grandparents closed their eyes even under the nine springs."
Qin Huilan was so happy that she held Lin Bei's hand very hard.
Seeing this, Lin Bei still couldn't bear to disappoint his mother and agreed.
"Okay, please wait for me."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Two minutes later, Lin Bei, wearing ancient silk clothes, walked out.
His hair was also tied up and tied into a bun with silk. He was as handsome as a scholar rushing to take the exam, and his every move was full of literati style.
Seeing him, the hearts of the women present couldn't help but jump.
This is so handsome!
He is simply an ancient style male god!
Long Suiyun applauded: "Not bad, not bad. Lin Bei's foundation is really good. He is very suitable for wearing ancient costumes."
Luo Zimei and the other women were speechless for a long time. Their beautiful eyes were completely attracted by Lin Bei.
Qin Rusong walked up and said: "Okay, okay, you are much better dressed than Qin Dekai. If that kid wears these clothes, he will be almost like the silly son of a landlord."
Hearing this, Qin Zaihong's family stood nearby and dared not speak.
Only Qin Dekai looked at himself secretly, and finally lowered his head completely.
His temperament is completely incomparable to Lin Bei!
At this time, Qin Zaihong glanced at his watch, raised his head and said, "Lin Bei, the auspicious time has come. Let's start holding the flag."
Lin Bei nodded and came to the Qin family ancestral hall under the gaze of everyone.
This was the first time he was so close to the ancestral hall, and all the rankings on it were clearly visible.
He saw the ranking belonging to his grandfather's name at the bottom.
It seems that the great grandfather did not do everything right and did not remove his ranking just because his grandfather died in a foreign land.
Lin Bei felt a little better and began to follow everyone's arrangements and hold the flag to start the ceremony.
The ceremony is very simple, there is no need to learn at all, just go through a few cutscenes, and finally put a scented incense plant before the ancestors are ranked and it is over.
Bang bang bang bang!
More than a dozen firecrackers were lit.
Qin Zaihong shouted at the top of his lungs: "The etiquette is over, the ancestor worship begins! The Qin family is straight, let's start lighting incense!"
Ancestor worship has begun.
Led by Qin Zaihong and others, several brothers and sisters offered incense in order of seniority.
After the direct bloodline, there are the people of Qinjia Village.
Until the end, it was time for Long Suiyun and a group of guests to burn incense.
There were thousands of people in Qinjia Village, and it was already half an hour after they finished offering incense.
But Long Suiyun and the others had been waiting patiently and did not show any dissatisfaction.
This was enough to prove Lin Bei's status in their hearts.
"After the family is incense, invite your friends to offer incense."
As Qin Zaihong shouted, it was finally the turn of Long Suiyun and a group of guests.
They looked at each other, and with such a tacit understanding, they lined up according to age and seniority, and offered incense in turn.
"Long Suiyun, the general of Zhenxi, has met the ancestor of the Qin family."
"Jiangcheng Bai Qinhu, I have met all the grandfathers."
"Su Haifan of the Su family..."
"Qian Wenxiong of the Qian family..."
Everyone who offers incense will give their name.
After lighting the incense, he went over to say goodbye to Lin Bei in person, and then returned to the luxury car in which he came.
The fragrance of one big boss after another is placed in front of the Qin family ancestral hall.
A large group of Qin family members were silent at the scene, their eyes already widened.
The rows of luxury cars and a whole row of military vehicles behind them had already distracted their attention.
Finally, an old man from Qinjia Village couldn't help but say: "A dragon appears in our Qinjia Village!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes turned to Lin Bei.
A mere twenty-year-old can be congratulated by big men from all over the world. He is nothing more than a dragon among men!
Bang bang bang bang!
Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, the Double Ninth Festival ancestor worship came to an end.
Long Suiyun and a group of guests drove away one after another.
Everyone in Qinjia Village also left one after another.
Finally, Qin Zaihong wrote Lin Bei's name on the genealogy in gold ink, and everything was finally completed.
After doing all this, Qin Zaihong's family, who had been slapped in the face in public, had no shame to stay any longer. They didn't even clean the ancestral hall and ran away in despair.
In front of the ancestral hall, only a few people from Lin Bei were left.
As the person in charge of this ceremony, Lin Bei stood in front of the ancestors and watched everyone offering incense.
He was now free, wearing long sleeves and flowing clothes, and walked towards his mother.
He smiled faintly: "Mom, I'm back."
Qin Huilan's eyes were filled with tears. Lin Bei and a very similar figure overlapped in front of her. It seemed that a similar voice from twenty years ago also sounded in her ears:
"Huilan, I'm back..."
so similar!
Lin Bei looks so much like that person!
"Mom, why are you crying?"
Lin Bei's surprised voice interrupted Qin Huilan's memories.
Isn't it necessary to cry like this just to enter a family tree?
Qin Huilan wiped her face quickly and said with a smile: "Mom is fine, I just remembered some past events."
Qin Rusong next to him said: "Huilan, I think you miss Lin Bei's father, right?"
Qin Huilan's expression suddenly changed, as if she heard something taboo, she pulled Lin Bei and said: "Son, let's go, I'm a little tired."
Lin Bei's heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa Third, do you know about my dad?"