Xiaojia Town was shrouded in a strong festive atmosphere early this morning.

Every household is decorated with lights and colors.

Suona gongs and drums are played and beat.

Fireworks and firecrackers are crackling.

The sound, light and shadow are both exaggerating, setting off a festive atmosphere.

This is a great day to comfort our ancestors.

It is also the day when bloodlines gather together.

It’s still a big day of comparing with each other and pretending to compete with each other.

If you don’t return home without wealth, it’s like walking in a night clothes with brocade!

so.

Don't ask.

Asking is festive.

Just ask for happiness.

Asking is happiness.

Of course, this will not affect Zhang Chu, who is about to become the person who is destroying the environment.

He was sitting in a three-story attic standing out from a flock of cranes, eating sunflower seeds from Da Liu from somewhere, while leisurely looking through the window at the Xiao Family Ancestral Hall a hundred meters away.

In his eyes, today is not a big day for the Xiao family to worship their ancestors and reunite.

It's the big day when the mule takes the stage to sing the protagonist.

He is the last insurance.

It's also the only audience.

He likes this positioning very much.

The morning mist dissipates little by little under the gradually intense sunlight.

The deserted Xiao Family Ancestral Hall was filled with people from all directions of Xiao family.

A crowd of dark people.

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

Huge, low and vague roar.

The scene is slightly spectacular.

"Dong."

A noisy gong suppressed the roar that was like millions of chickens and ducks giggling and croaking, and a sound of shouting desperately shaking opens over Xiaojia Town: "Silent, the ceremony begins."

!”

The roar disappeared.

Even the messy venue seemed to have become much more orderly.

Several official clothes wearing vermilion and green public uniforms, according to the official rank represented by the official uniforms, surrounded by a majestic middle-aged man wearing a golden and red two-color spliced ​​wealthy brocade robe, step by step onto the steps outside the ancestral hall.

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The weather is good today.

Zhang Chu's eyesight is also good.

At first glance, I saw a clear scar on the cheekbones of the left cheek of the majestic middle-aged man, and his eyebrows were exactly the same as the stranger who appeared in the cattle and sheep market before and after Liang Chongxiao's accident.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and whispered: "For the first time we met, Zhang Chu, his master Liang Chongxiao..."

...

The process of the ancestor worship ceremony is not good enough.

It’s nothing more than kowtow, kowtow again, and kowtow hard.

Indulge incense, indulge in so much fragrance, and then high fragrance.

A few interspersed in the middle are similar to the year-end summary, work prospects for the coming year, excellent and advanced commendations, and a few that have no meaning, just to make the entire ceremony look more stylish, a 28th-tier countryside singing and dancing party

, they all do more than them.

Zhang Chu was drowsy when he saw it.

Most of the participants were fully devoted, as if they really felt the care of their ancestors by beating their heads and incense.

The entire ancestor worship ceremony began from sunrise and lasted until almost noon, and finally ended with another gong.

Next, the scene of the long-awaited flowing table that is suitable for all ages!

Just as the sound of the gong sounded, a large group of strong women who had been in good health for a long time rushed into the open space outside the ancestral hall with square tables.

At the same time, the air filled with delicious taste of the pan with green onion, ginger and garlic.

Zhang Chu is sleepy enough.

As the saying goes, there are many people and great power.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the solemn venue for the ancestor worship ceremony became a flowing seat.

One hundred tables were opened.

Every table is full of surrounds.

What's even more terrifying is that according to Zhang Chu's visual observation, there should be more than twice the number of people next to him, waiting for the second and even the third round of banquets.

Zhang Chu has never seen such a big scene before...

They started serving.

The whole braised trouser trouser.

The whole sweet and sour carp.

The whole white chopped chicken...

More interesting.

The food started serving in the room, and the food started serving in front of Zhang Chu.

The whole braised trouser trouser.

The whole sweet and sour carp.

The whole white chopped chicken...

Each dish is steaming hot and full of wok, and it is definitely a freshly cooked dish.

Even the order of serving is not wrong with the banquet scene more than 100 meters away.

Zhang Chu looks like Liu.

Liu understood and explained: "My brother sent someone to deliver it."

Zhang Chu smiled.

This guy.

He actually made a new cut in this way, telling him that everything was under control.

He waved to Liu and Hongyun in the room: "Let's eat together."

Hongyun hesitated, looking like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

Liu followed him for a while. Knowing what kind of temperament he is, he immediately replied honestly: "You should eat first, we will eat something when you finish eating... We can't hide from you.

The pillar of fire came out.”

They saw the sky followed him to clean up the wreckage for him, and no one knew better than the two of them how powerful the pillars of fire that emerged from him were.

"Haha, I called you guys, you don't dare to eat them, so I'm not polite!"

Zhang Chu smiled exaggeratedly, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Although the food prepared by these running mats is not as fine as the ones prepared by small pots and stoves, it also has a unique flavor.

Well, the real reason is that since he has been eating a large tonic potion every two quarters of an hour, he really wants to vomit. When he goes out, he is not as good as at home. There is a team of chefs waiting for him to cook.

Although Liu has tried his best to cook the most with the simplest ingredients...well, let alone Liu's cooking skills.

He put a dish here and a chopstick in it.

But no one picked up the chopsticks on the other side of the ancestral hall.

It was not until the last dish was served and firecrackers were set up outside to announce that the ancestors of the Spirit of Heaven had started their meal. The Xiao family members who were surrounded by the flowing water table smiled and picked up their chopsticks and ate the dishes lively.

The sound of firecrackers is constantly coming.

Every once in a while, firecrackers will ignite again.
To be continued...