The little girl ran to Mo Zhenzhen and stopped, looked at Mo Zhenzhen up and down, tilted her head and asked Mo Zhenzhen.
"Miss, where are you from?"
Mo Zhenzhen was silent, hesitated for a moment and did not speak. Instead, she lowered her head as if she were autistic.
The little girl held up the windmill and circled Mo Zhenzhen twice. Her eyes changed from confusion to understanding, and then there was a smile on her face again.
"Oh, you must be the Azhen from the Daniel family, you've grown so big!"
Mo Zhenzhen felt that something was wrong with what the little girl said, but she didn't show it and continued to act fearful.
After the little girl 'recognized' Mo Zhenzhen, she took a few steps back to distance herself from Mo Zhenzhen, waved the windmill in her hand and asked casually.
"Azhen, it's so late, where are you going?"
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her head and bent over and whispered.
"Wall, the wall is down, I want to find some yellow mud to patch it up."
"The wall fell down?" the little girl said as if she was stunned for a moment, then remembered.
"Oh oh oh, the wall in your house has fallen down, right? This is a big deal, but why aren't your parents busy? I heard that you are going to marry that old bachelor in the village? Your parents are really cruel."
Mo Zhenzhen didn't say anything, she just squeezed the handle of the big basket with both hands, and her look made the little girl feel a little unbearable.
"Okay, don't be sad." The little girl obviously didn't know how to comfort people. After a pause, she could only remind: "Be careful when you go to the river. It's getting dark now. If it's before dark, If you can't finish it, go to the ancestral hall and ask the two door gods to go home and stick it on the door. Don't go out when the sun goes down. You haven't gotten married yet, so don't provoke the filth outside."
Ancestral hall? …
It turns out that there is an ancestral hall in this seemingly run-down village...
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her head and thought silently, but the little girl didn't stay long after saying this, waved the windmill in her hand, and ran away again with the five or six children behind her.
Just as these children suddenly appeared, their voices suddenly disappeared after a few breaths.
Mo Zhenzhen raised her head and looked sideways.
Behind her is a quiet village. The afternoon sun shines slantingly, and there is no one's silence between the light and shadow.
…
Mo Zhenzhen went to the river to dig a basket of yellow mud.
Mo Zhenzhen's strength is not what it used to be. Even though she is thin, her actual strength is comparable to that of a strong man who is used to farm work.
This should be the benefit of identity playing. Her appearance has been adjusted by unknown forces, and her body has also been optimized. I think other players should do the same.
A large basket of yellow mud weighed at least fifty kilograms. Mo Zhenzhen carried the yellow mud back home without even taking a breath.
After pouring the mud into the yard, Mo Zhenzhen touched her belly, which had become smaller. After thinking about it, she carried the dirty basket as a cover and went to the ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall in this village is on the west side of the village, and the ancestral graves in the village are behind the ancestral hall.
Mo Zhenzhen came over dirty, stood outside the ancestral hall, and looked at the door lintel carefully.
Unlike some of the houses that the villagers live in that have been converted into brick and tile houses, this ancestral hall is still a wooden structure. It seems to be a few years old, and the construction style is also relatively retro.
However, the ancestral hall has been well maintained for a long time. Not only does it not look dilapidated at all, but it has a sense of solemnity and solemnity.
Mo Zhenzhen's body was covered with yellow mud marks. Facing the closed black door, she looked a little timid and at a loss, but in fact she was thinking secretly in her heart.
Just when she hesitated for a while and turned around to leave, the closed black door suddenly opened from the inside!
Mo Zhenzhen was 'startled' by the sudden opening of the door, and took two steps back. Then she lowered her head and bent over, holding the handle of the basket tightly with a pair of dirty hands, like a frightened bird. You will be scared and run away at any time.
The person who opened the door was an old man wearing a black Tang suit. His hair was white and his face was red. Although he looked thin, he had a calm aura. There was a small sandalwood rosary wrapped around his left wrist. He looked at Mo Zhen. Jane's eyes were scrutinizing.
Mo Zhenzhen looked really embarrassed now, and she acted cowardly enough, not like an aggressive villain, so the old man looked at her first, and after looking at it for a while, he put away his slightly sharp look and spoke in a cold tone. asked.
"It's Li Azhen, what are you doing here at the ancestral hall?"
Mo Zhenzhen was silent and said cowardly before the old man got impatient.
"Home, the wall at home has fallen down, I want to ask the door god."
The old man looked at the yellow mud on Mo Zhenzhen's body again and understood immediately.
"Where are your parents? Why don't they come by themselves?"
Although the old man was asking, he also moved his body to let Mo Zhenzhen come in first.
Mo Zhenzhen stood at the door of the ancestral hall and hesitated uncomfortably. While hesitating, she carefully rubbed the soles of her shoes that were sticky with yellow mud.
The old man saw Mo Zhenzhen's little move. He didn't take a second look, but said as he turned around.
"Come in, it's okay."
After hearing this, Mo Zhenzhen carefully stepped through the open door of the ancestral hall, and quietly looked at the ancestral hall behind the old man's back.
When entering the gate of the ancestral hall, the first thing you notice is the hanging plaques.
The number one scholar, a hussar general, a virtuous family, a family full of loyalists, an honorary mayor...
These plaques are not just one, but are in groups of two or three. Smaller plaques such as Jinshi, second place, third overall, and doctorate can only be hung in relatively corner positions.
Standing in such an ancestral hall, if she was really Li Azhen, she would be extremely proud and honored.
Mo Zhenzhen's performance was indeed the same.
Ever since she entered the ancestral hall, she seemed less nervous and uneasy.
The old man looked back at the little girl, and his cold eyes seemed to be a little gentler.
"You wait here, I'll go ask God."
The old man's sudden voice startled Mo Zhenzhen. She quickly lowered her head and nodded in panic as if in agreement.
But when the old man was about to go inside, he stumbled and opened his mouth.
"I, I, my brother is back. Can I go burn incense to my ancestors? My brother is about to take the college entrance examination..."
How do you integrate into a village where there is an ancestral hall and most of the villagers have the same surname?
Trying to play the character of the original owner without making any mistakes? Mo Zhenzhen felt it was not enough.
Legally speaking, only those who are recorded in the same household registration book are considered relatives. If the other person is not in the same household registration book, even if the other person is your biological father, you have to issue a lot of written certificates to prove that the other person is your biological father.
Let alone just a person from a village.
Mo Zhenzhen had filmed a drama of the Republic of China. Although Su Zhenzhen was the one who actually filmed the film, she had read the script and handled some other matters. She also had some understanding of the clan culture.
She came to the ancestral hall just to see if she could get in. Now that she had entered the ancestral hall, of course she had to make her identity stronger.
The old man looked back at Mo Zhenzhen again. He seemed to be sizing up and wondering, but in the end the old man did not embarrass the embarrassed Mo Zhenzhen, but nodded.
"Go." After thinking about it, the old man added. "Your brother has parents, and they will ask for his future. I heard that you are getting married soon... Go burn incense to your ancestors, and they will bless you."
