Chapter 3847: Do You Want Me To Not?
ly filled with melon seeds, peanuts, chickpeas, peas, candied fruits, rice cakes, and other snacks.Now, things like melon seeds, almost half of them are no longer in the box, they've all been moved to...On the afternoon of the 24th day of the last lunar month, the sun was still hanging on the western hillside. In the village at the foot of the mountain, there were bursts of firecrackers.
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Today is the "Ancestor's Greeting" day, when we welcome our deceased ancestors home to celebrate the Chinese New Year. We will send them off with fireworks on the morning of the third day of the first lunar month.
Such customs have been passed down through generations, with every ancestor admonishing their descendants in this way.
This is a way for the Zhuang people to express their longing for deceased loved ones, and also a simple hope for family reunion shared by the common folk who live on this land.
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People cannot forget their roots, and the incense of generations continues, like new leaves on an old tree covering the sky and the sun.
But no matter how lush this new leaf may grow, its roots must forever remain deeply embedded in the soil beneath your feet, the very earth that has nourished and sustained you.
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No matter how far you travel, or how high you soar, there's always your homeland, the land where your ancestors lived and multiplied, that is your home.
So at this moment, in the ancestral hall of the Lao Yang family's old house, Old Yang, his hair as white as snow, was leading all the children and grandchildren of the Lao Yang family to pay their respects to the spirit tablets placed on the shrine. They were doing so according to their ages, ranks, and seniority.
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The inscription on the oldest tombstone was already blurred, that of Old Yang's grandparents' generation.
Then came Lao Yangtou's parents, aunt, and uncle.
The two plaques with clearer inscriptions are those of Yang Hu'an and Yang Huilin.
They are Lao Yangtou's eldest and second sons, respectively.
After a moment of solemn prayer, Old Yang, as usual, recited with dramatic flair the sacrificial text personally penned by his grandson, Yang Yongxian.
Even though Da An was the top scholar, the one who brought glory to the Yang family,
But this job of writing sacrificial texts, Old Yang always unfailingly gave to his grandson Yang Yongxian every year.
But Da'an doesn't mind these things, because this is Da Tangge's last honor, and Da'an is willing to make way for Da Tangge.
At the front, Lao Yang stood there, reciting in a dramatic and measured tone. Behind him, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and their younger brother, Yang Huazhong, stood shoulder to shoulder, heads bowed respectfully as they listened.
Yang Huaming's condition has improved, and he is no longer delirious. However, he doesn't speak as much as he used to and seems a bit depressed.
Behind the three brothers stood Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin and other grandchildren of the generation, standing respectfully listening. But further back, children like Fu'er, Hong'er, and Kang Xiazi were much more playful.
You quietly pinch me, and I quietly squeeze you back. We wink at each other, the solemnity ahead is forgotten behind us. There's not a trace of it left.
Still gentle and demure are these girls, such as Mianmian and Xiuxiu.
After the old Yang finally finished reading, the children behind him were already getting impatient.
"Grandpa, I have to pee!" Kangzi shouted to Lao Yangtou ahead.
Lao Yang turned around and saw Kang Xiaozi's harelip becoming more and more noticeable with age. He sighed silently in his heart.
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"Go go!"
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Kangkang shouted with joy and ran away in a flash.
Fu'er and Hong'er were not willing to be left out either, so they followed closely behind. Several children ran to the abandoned well in front and directly took out their sparrows and urinated into the well.
Old Yang saw it and immediately shouted.
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"You can't pee there, that well isn't ordinary, it's where your second uncle walked..."
Upon hearing Lao Yang's shout, the crowd quickly turned their heads to look and drive them away.
Several children giggled and ran to the door, their laughter filling the air with unbridled joy.
Old Yang shook his head with a wry smile, then turned to stroke Yang Huilin's tombstone and said: "Second child, the kids are being unreasonable. Don't lower yourself to their level!"
He glanced again at Yang Huainan's tombstone beside him, his eyes filled with grief.
Then, he raised Yang Hu'an's tablet and said: "Big Brother, you are my eldest son. In the past years, during the New Year, you always stood behind me and helped me offer sacrifices to our ancestors."
“It's been almost ten years since you left, and eight or nine years since the second brother left,”
"Me and your mother, these two old bones are still alive. If we could use our lives to exchange for your two brothers' lives, how good that would be. My short-lived two sons..."
As Old Yang spoke of the emotionally charged moment, he couldn't help but feel sorrow welling up within him. He couldn't contain his grief, and held the memorial tablets of Yang Huainan and Yang Hulin close to his chest, sobbing aloud.
When Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou saw this, they quickly came over to comfort them.
Yang Huazhong said, "Father, it's the Lunar New Year, a good day. Don't cry, Father. Cheer up and be auspicious."
Yang Huazhou said: "Eldest brother and second brother are gone, but there's still the three of us brothers. The three of us will be filial to you and our mother, taking care of you both until the end of your days."
Yang Huaming remained silent.
Because he can't make money anymore now that he's retired, he is almost living off his savings.
Fortunately, the second daughter, Ju'er, still had her son-in-law, Chen Biao, who was responsible. He came over every month to send some rice and silver, so now the fourth house is almost supported by Ju'er and Chen Biao.
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What else could Yang Huaming promise to Lao Yangtou and Tan Shi
Here, Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming, then at the younger generation, Yang Yongxian and the carefree Yang Yongqing.
"Your elder brother and second brother's lifespans have all been transferred to me and your mother. After the New Year, I will be almost seventy years old."
“At seventy, one's life is considered rare. Yellow soil will soon bury me up to my neck. For the rest of my days, I have no grand aspirations, only three things that weigh heavily on my mind.” he said.
With things having come to this, and under today's atmosphere, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou naturally wanted to ask Lao Yang about his three wishes.
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"Father, you say, let's help with a bit of strength together." Yang Huazhong said.
Old Yang immediately put down the tablet and grasped Yang Huazhong's hand, saying: "Third son, with your words, Father's wish has been fulfilled half way."
Yang Huazhong smiled, "Dad, you tell me."
Old Yang said, "This one thing is to help your nephew, our Old Yang family's eldest grandson Yongxian find a marriage!"
"This..."
Yang Huazhong couldn't help but raise his head and look towards Yang Yongxian.
Just then, Yang Yongxian also looked up. He was dumbfounded and couldn't understand how the conversation had somehow shifted to his marriage.
"Father, there's no need to rush my marriage..." he whispered.
Old Yang's eyes widened: "You'll be thirty after the New Year, aren't you in a hurry"
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“People your age in the village already have several children, some of them over ten years old. In seven or eight years, they'll all be grandparents! Aren't you in a hurry What will it take for you to get serious”
Yang Yongxian was speechless.
Not to mention those who were the same age as him in the village at first, even Ping'er, who had a good impression of him later on, is now married to Zhou Shengge and has a daughter. Their family is happy and harmonious.
That Li Xiuxin back then...
"Lao San, don't listen to Yong Xian. After the New Year, the first thing to do is find a woman for him."
"As for older women, or those who are divorced and childless, our Yang family would..."
"Grandfather, you take it, I don't want it!" Yang Yongxian angrily interrupted Old Yang's words, right in front of all the ancestors of the Old Yang family.
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Genius in one second: m.said.Tan said: "The fourth sister-in-law, that's it. Last night she stayed in my room and when I was scared out of my wits, I couldn't wake her up no matter how much I called."“You sleep like a dead p...