In my mind, I have heard the name Liu Youqi several times.
I just don’t know why every time I hear this name, this person seems to have disappeared from the world and is nowhere to be found.
We didn't buy much good food on the way back. In the evening, Mo Jingchun and Candy, a dozen of them, had to make do with a hot pot meal.
In addition, neither Mo Jingchun nor Guangdong liked spicy food, so the hot pot was bland and tasteless.
If they hadn't been hungry in the middle of the night after not eating, they really wouldn't want to eat.
"Where's the tripe? Where's the tripe? Get off the pot."
Everyone looked at the captain with disdain and said they would eat a little, but they ate more than anyone else.
Fortunately, I bought a lot of things, otherwise no one else would be able to taste them.
"Here." Candy pointed to the tripe not far away with a smile.
In other words, the little guy is still innocent and has not entered the society.
Otherwise, you will definitely roll your eyes.
After the tripe was cooked in the pot, Mo Jingchun immediately took a few slices and gave half to the little guy.
The next second, more than a dozen people stood up, picked up their vehicles and fought frantically.
The little guy also watched this scene with relish.
Hot pot is delicious when there are many people rushing to eat it.
Otherwise, after taking a few bites, you will lose your appetite and won’t be able to eat anymore.
As the last light went out, the surroundings of Mo Jingchun's home instantly fell into darkness, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.
The fog was so thick that not even the moon could see any light, let alone the stars in the sky.
The weather is also good, which is very suitable for worshiping ancestors.
Fireworks and firecrackers can easily cause fires if you are not careful, but this drizzle weather is different. As long as people do not deliberately set fire to the mountains, the probability of causing a fire is almost zero.
Even if a fire is caused, the rain-soaked forest will not easily support combustion, and everyone will have enough time to put out the fire source.
At seven o'clock, Ling woke up Mo Jingchun and Candy, who were still dreaming just now.
Mo Jingchun, who was rubbing his eyes, turned his head and saw Candy, who had already opened his eyes, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his right hand.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.
"Dreaming about delicious food."
"Not at all."
"You must have dreamed about delicious food."
"No...no..."
"You did dream about delicious food."
"Okay~ I was eating fried corn just now...Zero woke up Guo'er."
Corn roasting is not in the county town, but in my hometown. Where can I buy corn for you?
This season, it’s okay to go to the grain station to buy corn seeds.
"Don't think about it. I'll go down in two days and buy it for you. There's no corn in my hometown."
"Okay, okay."
Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes at the little guy. He didn't know if he was influenced by steamed buns and gradually became a snack.
Of course, Mo Jingchun would definitely not tell the little guy that he also had a sweet dream last night, dreaming of eating hairy crabs.
Just as he was about to eat, the overcooked hairy crab came to life again and rushed towards him from the dining table waving two large tongs.
At this critical moment, Zero woke him up.
"Quick, get up."
"We're going to hold a festival soon."
After a good night's sleep, the little guy was full of energy again. He crawled out of bed and dressed himself skillfully.
"Boss, get up."
"The porridge has been cooked and is in the pot."
When I opened the lid, I saw a huge pot of porridge.
"Feiyan, tell them to eat first. Two bowls are enough for me and Candy."
I usually eat too much when I don’t work.
The opening time of the festival was half past eight, and at about fifty past seven, Mo Jingchun set off with the candies.
The place where the festival is held is a bit far away, only ten minutes' drive away.
When passing by the uncle's house, the door of the uncle's house was locked.
"So early?" Mo Jingchun murmured to himself.
The uncle must have gone to the place where the festival was held, and the aunt and others must have gone to help cook.
"Let's go directly to the place I said."
When Mo Jingchun led his sister out of the car, a group of people gathered around him. Mo Jingchun could only greet everyone with a smile on his face.
Seeing the uncle and the others discussing something in the distance, Mo Jingchun's eyes lit up and he said:
"I'll go over there."
"uncle."
Mo Changyou looked at Mo Jingchun, nodded and said:
"Coming."
"Have you brought all the firecrackers and everything?"
Mo Jingchun smiled and replied: "That's for sure, I won't forget it."
"Take it up first. It will be difficult to take it when there are too many people."
"good."
Fireworks and firecrackers were placed in the trunk, and Wild Wolf and others had already moved them out.
The so-called happy firecrackers refer to these fireworks.
Whenever there is a happy event at home, they will buy more fireworks and firecrackers when worshiping their ancestors to celebrate the occasion.
I also hope that my ancestors will continue to bless me.
Holding a firework in his arms, Mo Jingchun walked in front and led the way.
He has been to this place more than a dozen times since he was a child, and he is quite familiar with it.
The little guy doesn't want to play with his uncle, so he follows him very closely.
On the mountain trail, the little guy walked at the front, looking back at his brother from time to time.
"Go to the left. If you see those people over there, that's where it is."
The little guy turned his head and looked towards where his brother was talking.
It was a bamboo forest, and bamboos of varying sizes covered the entire bamboo garden.
There was only one area in the middle of the bamboo garden where there were no bamboos, and at this time there were many people standing there who didn't know what they were talking about.
The road was relatively smooth, so the little guy didn't encounter any difficulties walking in front.
"Hoo~"
When they arrived at the place, the little guy quickly made way for his brother to come up.
"Is Xiaochun here?"
"My dear, I bought so many fireworks."
"The big boss is just different."
Mo Jingchun smiled and replied: "Just so so, so so so so so so so so so so so so so so little."
The place where the ceremony was held was the cemetery of the first generation ancestor of the Mo family who moved here from elsewhere.
Growing up, every time when we worshiped our ancestors, the older generation would say that this is a treasure land.
A lawsuit was filed over this piece of land.
Mo Jingchun held her sister's hand and looked around with curiosity in her eyes.
It is strange to say that in the entire big bamboo garden, there is no bamboo growing in this area of more than 30 square meters, not even bamboo shoots.
The key thing is that no medicine or anything was sprayed on this place, and grass grows normally on the grave.
I heard from the uncle that this place was not like this before. It only became like this after the ancestors of the Yi family entered the well.
He said something happened to make him angry.
Around half past eight, everyone arrived, and the bamboo forest was pitch black and filled with people.
Those who repair the graves repair the graves, and those who burn paper burn paper.
As the drums sounded, people kept knelt down and kowtowed.
The big guy even whispered in his mouth.
"Bless my family to be safe and sound. My children will perform exceptionally well in the college entrance examination this year and get good grades."
"bless……"
Mo Jingchun, who was standing aside, covered his sister's ears and did not rush forward to kneel down.
The uncle and the others are standing aside, not in a hurry.
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