Chapter 281: Ancestor worship (2)

The ancestral hall is crowded with people. On the end of the year, people from Xiaoxi Village will come back no matter how busy they are outside, because this day has different meanings to them. Now, more than 1,000 people in Xiaoxi Village, and more than 200 male members are concentrated here.

In the middle of the ancestral hall, there are three sacrifices, including cattle, sheep, and pigs. They are all cooked. There are several rice sifted rice cakes on both sides, which are all used to worship ancestors.

Next to them, some old people playing music had already put on sacrificial clothes. The sacrificial clothes were not common blue jackets, but the clothes of the Warring States Period. They were passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of Ziche. The younger generations remade them according to the clothes left by their ancestors, without any change.

If there is anything else in the Ziche clan that retains the traditions passed down from his ancestors, it may be the only way to worship ancestors. However, at the time of ***, these rituals were considered to have been forced to give up feudal superstitions, but after the order was restored, the Ziche clan members began the traditional rituals again.

Lelang took Sanlang into the ancestral hall, which was already crowded with people. He looked at it and saw Shenmin and Lao Qi and others lying in a corner chatting, so he took Sanlang over.

Everyone greeted Lelang when he saw him coming and touched Sanlang's little fat man. Sanlang looked so chubby that everyone couldn't help but want to touch and pinch it. However, Sanlang's stinky fart was so bad that he was not familiar with people and didn't even touch anyone.

When a few friends who usually play with Saburo next to him saw Saburo running over to play with him, Lelang let him go.

These children like to play with Saburo. Not only did they have something to eat with Saburo, but mainly because Saburo has many strange things, such as round and smooth small stones, porcupine thorns, wild boar teeth, hard fruit shells, and some strange things. Some of them don’t even know what Lelang is, nor do they know where this little guy came from. Not only that, Saburo also has a lot of small animals, and if Saburo is in a good mood, they will also ask them to ride a big bearded goat. Sandou will not be ridden by Saburo, which is his special mount.

"Why are you here so early?" Lelang squeezed in the chair where Naruto was sitting, and forced out a seat. The chair was a bamboo chair, which was squeezed and creaked by Lelang.

"Be careful, this chair is not strong. If it breaks later, the old men in the ancestral hall will have to peel your skin." Naruto said angrily, glaring at Lelang.

"I won't know if I peeled his skin. I might ask him to contribute a few jars of banana wine. I heard that these old men fell in love with the banana wine from Lelang's family and learned to brew it secretly. However, I heard that it is not as delicious as Lelang's brew." Lao Liu said.

The old men in the village really like to drink Lelang brewed banana wine. I heard that it is because the banana wine brewed by Lelang not only tastes good, but also makes people feel refreshed the next day. This is a temptation for some old men who like to drink two glasses of nothing. After drinking it for a long time, some old men heard that some of the sore waist and leg pain were gone. The village spread this story very magically, and Lelang didn't believe it, but it was a bit of a useful thing. After all, the spring water in Yuruyi Space can cure injuries, and it is not surprising that it has one or two other effects.

Although these old men liked the wine brewed by Lelang, they rarely went to his house to ask for it, and they rarely even bought it, mainly because of face-saving. They did not charge money for buying wine, saying that they were filial to the elderly. When these old men saw that they did not charge money, it was okay once or twice. After a long time, the elderly would also have shamelessness, but they couldn't afford to lose their face. Although Lelang in the village sold some wine, there were often too many people and there were few porridge and the supply was in short supply, so these old men would make wine by themselves, but they were all unsatisfactory.

It was not until recently that the old men were getting better after the Lelang winery began to produce, and they all went to the winery to buy wine. Lelang couldn't help but feel funny when he saw it, but he didn't say anything, just asked the winery people to make it cheaper for the elderly.

Although the taste and fragrance of the wine brewed in the winery are better than the ordinary banana wine brewed by Lelang, it does not have the feeling of refreshing in the morning when the wine brewed is refreshing, but it can still give people a feeling of comfort. This is many times better than other wines.

Lelang and his friends were chatting happily, and suddenly a powerful voice came from their ears, which was the music at the beginning of the sacrifice.

The rules passed down from the ancestors of Ziche clan. When the sacrifice begins, four respected old men yell the horns to call the clan members to worship their ancestors. The expiration date will not be met.

Hearing the sound, Lelang and the others quickly stood up, Saburo was playing aside, and when he heard the sound, he hurriedly ran back.

An old man in front took out the incense and lit it up, asking the people who came to worship to worship their ancestors and ancestors. After worshiping, they all stood in a regular manner behind.

There are rules for ancestral temple sacrifices. Those with older generations stand in front and those with younger generations stand in back, which is not at all careless.

When everyone stood up, the old people who had already prepared a lot of money began to play music.

The music is empty and melodious, as if remembering the footsteps of our ancestors.

After the music, my husband, who was sitting beside him, stood up, came to the middle of the ancestral hall and took out a piece of yellow paper, and recited the tribute loudly:

Alas, Ah, Liezu! There is a rank of Sihu (reader).

Shin Xi Wujie, Jiersou.

After I have read the Qing ginger (read the Lone), I have found the result of my thoughts.

There is also a harmony soup, and it is a precept and a balance.

The savage (reading mantras) is false and silent, and there is no dispute at all times.

I will pacify my longevity, and I will never stop reading.

The appointment is to make a mistake, and the Baluan Pig is to make a mistake.

I will be ordered to enjoy it with my own expenses.

From heaven to prosperity, a prosperous year will be prosperous.

Come and come to enjoy the food, and bring blessings without boundaries.

The tribute texts are generally required to read by those with high moral character and high seniority. The husband and ancestors in the Ziche clan are undoubtedly the most suitable candidates. The husband and ancestors have been presided over the ceremony for decades. Seeing the children and grandchildren in each clan grow up, I can’t help but feel a lot of emotion.

After my husband and ancestor finished reading the sacrificial text, another music sounded. At this time, the sacrificial ceremony was over, and everyone can freely move and chat.

Everyone sat on the chairs again. The old people next to them took out piles of silver paper money and put it in the iron bucket placed in the yard and started to burn it. The silver paper had been folded by women for a long time. They all looked like silver ingots, and some were even stringed into strings.

Legend has it that if the paper money burned to the sky, it means that the ancestors are happy and I don’t know if it is true.

After burning the paper money, everyone went to the spiritual throne of their ancestors to worship. The sacrifice was over at this point, but no one left and sat on the chairs.

Now, there is the last and most important thing to do, that is, share food. It is to cut the three animals sacrifices used to worship ancestors into pieces and share them with the tribe members. It is said that it is to allow the ancestors and ancestors to grow up safely, to prolong their lives, to stay away from illness and suffering.

The people who cut meat are not the old people who presided over the rituals, but they invited the good meat cutters in the village to "please ask for half a knife" to cut. "Please ask for half a knife" is an old chef in the village. He would help cook during festivals or during funerals at home. He also became a master in his early years. He was very skilled in his hand and made the dishes well. If he cut things, he would never have a knife. If he cut them, he would never have a knife. If others get fat, they would call him "Aqiu," so everyone called him "Please ask for half a knife".

Asking for the fastest cut of meat, he cut it, and the people next to him picked it up and put it in a basin, and then took it to the front with pieces of cut hair cake. The ancestors ruled that this sharing of food must start from the elderly and children, regardless of generations. The plates containing meat and hair cake were handed over from the head one by one, distributed to the tribe members, and then took the empty plates back, every move was orderly. This is the inheritance, for thousands of years, respecting the elderly and loving the young, uniting and loving each other, and working together, so that the roots of today's Ziche clan will be left behind.

Lelang and Saburo were eating with a piece of beef and hair cakes. Saburo was eating while smiling. He had never seen so many people eating together.

The beef is cut into long slices, and the hair cake is also cut into long slices. The two are eaten together, which has a unique flavor.

The bakery is made of sugar, low-gluten flour, yeast, water and evenly steamed. It tastes like qq, and it is very soft and has a sweet taste of sugar.

The three animals that cannot be eaten after the sacrifice will be divided into small portions and small portions, and everyone will take them back for their family to eat, so that their ancestors can also bless their family with peace and safety.

The sacrifice did not end until noon, and Lelang then brought Sanlang home with the meat and the rice cakes he had distributed. At home, Shaoqing had already cooked the meal and was sitting in front of the TV series watching TV waiting for Lelang and the others to return.

"Alang is back, Alang is back." Jialing, who had sharp eyes, immediately shouted loudly when he saw Lelang.

When Shaoqing heard this, he ran out. Lelang pushed the car in. Shaoqing helped to carry Sanlang down and let him go to play by himself.

"I'm back." Shaoqing stood beside Le Lang and said.

"Well, it's boring alone!"

"No, I'm watching TV, and Xiaolong is there to talk to me?"

"Yes, yes, with my little dragon here, Shaoqing will never be bored." Jialing jumped on Lelang's shoulder and said to Lelang, but his eyes were staring at the things he was carrying, "Alang, what is your hand? It smells pretty fragrant."

"You guy, you have a pretty nose. Come on, I'll give you a piece." As he said that, he took out a small piece of hair cake from the bag for it to eat.

"Shaoqing, you eat too."
Chapter completed!