I don’t know how far the family of three has gone. Jian Jichen received a call from his third brother, and the meal was opened and he called him to go back for dinner.

The family of three then turned back to Weilong House.

When I returned to my ancestral home, there were more than twenty eight-immortal tables on the main house on the first floor. Not only the hall, but also the side hall was filled with tables, and even the open space next to the patio was filled with them. Xia Ningmeng guessed that there were 3o-4o tables, 8 people at a table, and 3o people reunion dinners, and people were very lively.

Steamed Hakka dishes were served in plates.

Hakka people pay very particular attention to the etiquette of dining tables, with strict seating order for seniority and seniority.

The great-grandfather sat in the main hall, and everyone attended the seat in order according to their seniority.

Although Jian Jichen has a low seniority, he has made great contributions to the family and his status is naturally more noble. The main hall has a place for their family of three.

After entering the table, no one will move the chopsticks, even a greedy three-year-old child will not dare to move the chopsticks at will. The elders will eat it first, so that the younger generation will start to move it. Moreover, the first chopstick will be picked up for the elders on the table.

After the lively reunion dinner, Jian Jichen and his cousins ​​and some other relatives made an appointment to have tea, and settled Xia Ningmeng and lived on the third floor of Weilong House.

The first time I lived in a dirt house, Xia Ningmeng was full of freshness. The house was not big, with earth kang, bamboo floor cabinets, and round windows were very small, but the ventilation was very good. Because the temperature was low, the dirt kang was burned in the house, which was very warm.

The decorations inside the house are all simple Minnan style, and the bed sheets are linen blue cotton, which are very thick. They should be hand-woven cotton. Xia Ningmeng can't understand what the embroidery pattern on it is.

Don’t care whether it’s beautiful or not, but the folk customs are rich!

After visiting the house up and down, Xia Ningmeng hugged Xiao K and slept for a while.

When she woke up, Jian Jichen did not come back. She took Xiao K to visit the Weilong House casually.

It was not until dinner that Jian Jichen came back. He was worried that Xia Ningmeng would be uneasy when he was alone in a strange place, so he rushed back to have supper with her.

Dinner is much simpler than lunch. After dinner, Jian Jichen took Xia Ningmeng into the city.

The Spring Festival in Longyan is particularly lively, with a strong folk custom in western Fujian. At night, there are various performances of dancing lions, walking on stilts, and singing big dramas.

There will naturally be crowds of people if there is a performance! It is really crowded with people. You must walk with crowds and move forward in a crowded manner!

Xia Ningmeng is low at an altitude and can’t see what the performance is before even when she jumps. She only sees the lights and the decoration is very lively.

Jian Jichen held his son and kept pulling Xia Ningmeng at all times, sweating all over his body after walking for a while.

Finally, he squeezed into the first row. The performer wore a mask and exaggerated performance uniform. A fire spurted out from his mouth, which scared Xia Ningmeng to hide.

Xiao K is the happiest person, and he likes so many people with so many flowers and willows.

When the family was finally rescued from the bustling boom, it was already past nine o'clock, and Xiao K slept directly in the baby belt.

It was already past 10 o'clock when the two returned to Weilong House, but the lights were still on here and people came and went.

Some people prepare for tomorrow's breakfast, some people prepare hot water for everyone to wash, and some people sit and talk under the big red lantern.

There are many children chasing each other next to the patio, and the sound of playing is endless.

Xiao K went to bed, so Jian Jichen and Xia Ningmeng went back to the room directly.

After a simple washing up, Xia Ningmeng was not very sleepy. She sat on the warm kang, lying on the round window, watching the people sitting and chatting under the red lantern in the front hall.
Chapter completed!