"No, auntie, we have money." Buying things for auntie is a gift and filial piety, how can I get money from auntie instead.
If this is the case, why give a gift to my aunt!
Bai Xi's face was serious: "I want to give it, you take it, it doesn't matter whether you have money or not."
"It's not easy for you to go out for so long. I give you red envelopes for your auspiciousness and self-defense."
When the seven people heard it, you looked at me and I looked at you, so they nodded obediently: "Thank you, grandma."
Li Luojie was listening, and said to himself, red envelopes? do i have it too
After thanking him, everyone started to gather around Bai Xi again.
Li Tianguo: "Grandma, please try it, this is a famous pastry over there"
"Grandma, this is the old brown sugar over there, it is said that it can repair the body"
"Grandma"
This lively scene made Li Luojie a little speechless. He has been with these people for more than half a year, and he has never seen them be so enthusiastic. They have always been polite. They didn't feel bad before. feel bad.
Forget it, let's go home and see grandpa.
When Li Tianguo and others came back, the village was naturally happy.
So, that afternoon, the bustling big pot meal started again.
Facing the distress and inquiries from the folks, several people expressed their thanks one after another. While being grateful, they answered everyone¡¯s curiosity about Singapore.
"Singapore Xinba has a lot of cars, including rickshaws and cars."
"The tallest building there has fifteen floors."
"Eating is not the same as here. We just went there, but we are not used to it. We can only buy rice and vegetables by ourselves and borrow the kitchen of the hostel to cook."
"I went to Uncle Li's house later, and it got better."
Having said that, many people looked at Li Dustpan one after another. Although Li Luojie took it, Li Dustpan is still in charge.
But Li Duji smiled reservedly: "It should be, it should be, it's all from the folks in the village, it's nothing, it's nothing."
"Uncle Li's house is quite big. It's a manor with many, many rooms. There is a bathtub in the bathroom, so it's fine to sleep in."
"Yes, there is a forest behind Uncle Li's house, where you can still hunt"
Li Luojie, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help laughing when he saw that his grandfather was obviously proud but still suppressed the pride in his heart.
How many people praised his family's manor before, but grandpa didn't care, but when the people in Niuluo village praised him, grandpa was like a child being praised for a toy. Does this mean that he is outstanding in the eyes of his hometown? !
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"the clothes are more fashionable than ours."
Hearing Chen Youfu's words, Chen Daliu, who was smiling happily, froze suddenly, fashion?
The co-author was this kid and his aunt who instilled this idea?
Well, since those clothes with holes are fashionable, why don't you wear those with holes?
It's best to break two asses, you bastard.
Chen Youfu didn't know about this matter, he was still explaining it to the villagers enthusiastically, but he didn't know that Chen Daliu and the others were already thinking of putting a sack on him and beating him up.
The next day is Ching Ming Festival.
People in Niuluo Village who value rules and old etiquette so much, naturally worship their ancestors solemnly and lively.
In the past, it was considered very good to be able to place a plate of two-in-one steamed buns, three or five pieces of rice cakes, and five small bowls of large white rice.
But in the past few years, Niuluo Village has more and more ancestor worship things.
This year, not counting the three big pig heads, the big pots of cooked meat, as well as the bowls of braised pork and other dishes, were placed on table after table.
People who have suffered from hardship always like oily dishes, as if they want to make up for the oil and water that they did not eat when they were poor.
As usual, Bai Xi sat aside and watched the villagers worship.
Li Duji is a little strange. No matter how senior the aunt is, when she worships the ancestors, shouldn't she burn incense to the ancestors? Why just sit down.
He was curious, so he asked.
Li Laohei who was questioned said in a low voice: "Grandma just sit down."
Someone at the side also heard it, and said quickly: "Grandma came up to the mountain, and it's already very good. We can do the rest by ourselves. Let aunt worship, and what can we do if we bump into each other."
Just kidding, asking my aunt to offer incense, isn't this looking for lightning strikes?
A few years ago, my auntWhen we went up the mountain together on the Ming Festival and burned incense, either the fire could not be ignited, or the lit incense would be extinguished in the hands of my aunt.
? Even if it was lit in front of me, before the incense in my aunt's hand was inserted into the incense burner, the sky above my head would change, and it would be frighteningly dark, not to mention a few lightning strikes near the cemetery.
The weather was pretty good, but the wind was strong, and the surrounding trees were shaking constantly. The lightning was a reminder and a warning, and those trees that were about to break due to the strong wind were conveying the meaning of begging for mercy.
Don't ask them why they think so, at that time, they just had this idea in their heads, no one can stand the incense offered by their aunts, and they can't let their aunts offer incense at the risk of their ancestral grave being struck by lightning.
Anyway, my aunt is the reincarnated fairy daughter, that¡¯s right, so when offering sacrifices to the ancestors on the Ching Ming Festival, my aunt either doesn¡¯t come, or she comes, that is, she sits next to her and eats the wild fruits picked by the younger generations from the small forest next to her, and waits. With Xiao Hei catching wild game, everyone finished the ancestor worship and went down the mountain to return to the village.
When Li Duoji heard this, he was even more puzzled. The world is big, and the dead are the most important. Besides, he is the ancestor of Niuluo Village. Why doesn't the aunt need to worship?
"Don't be curious, come on, it's time for you to offer incense." Really, don't ask if you shouldn't ask.
He wanted to ask again, but a stick of incense had already been stuffed in his hand, and he was urged to kowtow to offer incense.
After Li Dustpan finished putting the incense on, he turned his head and saw that Bai Xi, who was just sitting leisurely on the grand teacher's chair, had disappeared, and Xiao Hei was involved.
Now, if Li Duji wanted to ask again, he had no chance.
Bai Xi heard Xiao Hei say that there was a honey nest nearby, so she took Xiao Hei to collect honey, since she was idle anyway.
One person and one tiger picked a few clumps of honey before returning slowly.
Before he reached the place where he worshiped the ancestors, he saw Chen Daliu leading the men beating a sack, no, it was the person in the sack.
Because there was a stone blocking it, Bai Xi and Xiao Hei didn't make any noise, so Chen Daliu and the others didn't notice it.
What is this for?
Bai Xi looked at Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei was also puzzled.
Hearing the sound of screaming in pain from the sack, Bai Xi couldn't help wondering, isn't this the voice of Chen Youfu, who just came back yesterday, why did Chen Daliu and the others beat him up?
Soon, she understood.
"I'll make you fashionable, fashionable, fashionable" Chen Daliu and the others cursed in varying voices while beating them.
"If you go out for a while, you will drift away, right? If you know what fashion is, you will be blind!" Believe it or not if you are still fashionable and let you become a monk!
(Let me have a meal first, and I will continue to update you in the afternoon. Well, do you think Bai Xi comes out less, then I will write more about her later.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com