Chapter 477 Zhang Nini pays homage to her ancestors, "Generation Gap"
In fact, it only takes a few minutes to ride an electric bike from Qin's house to Zhang's house. You don't have to cross the road, so it's very safe. But Qin's father and mother took it seriously, so they sent him so far away.
As soon as they got home, Zhang Wanwan found Leng Ziyue wearing an apron and helping Zhang's mother in the kitchen. When she saw them, she immediately said, "We'll be able to eat soon."
Zhang Wanwan was startled. "No, not right away. I need to slow down. I've already eaten enough at the Qin family."
Mother Zhang came out with a plate and said angrily, "Then go downstairs and help Nini with the work. It's almost the New Year and she still has to work for you. I feel sorry for her!"
Zhang Nini is now in charge of overseas operations. People abroad celebrate Christmas, but there is no Chinese New Year. At this time, they still have to work as usual, and Zhang Nini can only continue to deal with customers.
Zhang Wanwan slapped her head and said in annoyance, "I forgot to remind her that she doesn't have to be busy these few days. She will understand if I tell the clients. Forget it, I'll go down there."
As soon as Zhang Wanwan left, Qin Wenjun hurriedly followed to see if she could help in any way, and left the child to Zhang Baiyan to take care of.
This evening was undoubtedly lively, with all the family members present, without a single one left out. Nothing could make the elders happier than this.
Since he didn't have to work these days, Zhang's father had no scruples and drank one cup after another until he was a little tipsy. He said to everyone, "Tomorrow is the 29th. We have to go back to the old house, worship our ancestors during the day, and come back here to worship the God of Heaven at night. Don't forget!"
"Go away, just don't get up. We don't need you to worry about us!" Zhang's mother spat in dissatisfaction.
She felt unhappy every time Zhang's father got drunk, but she couldn't embarrass him in front of the younger generation, so she had to hold it in.
Zhang Nini asked hesitantly, "Uncle and aunt, should I go tomorrow too?"
When she was little, she knew that her father and grandfather had a falling out, and her grandfather could not forgive her father until his death. When she went to Qingpu before, she was busy with the Zhang family and some other reasons, so she could not go to the old house to worship the ancestors. This year, there are more people and no one is so busy. Now that she is asked to go to worship the ancestors, she doesn't know what to do. She also doesn't know whether the grandfather she has never met will be happy to see her.
After these words were spoken, there was a brief silence. Zhang's mother smiled and said, "You are also a descendant of the Zhang family, so you should go to worship your ancestors. I don't know what your parents did before. Now that you live here, it is only natural for you to burn incense for your grandfather."
Zhang Nini nodded obediently, and Zhang's mother then shifted her gaze with satisfaction, and said to Leng Ziyue: "Xiao Leng should go too, and let the girl's grandfather meet you. When she was little, her grandfather loved her the most. Other elderly people dote on their grandsons, but our family is an exception. We dote on our granddaughter. Fortunately, Bai Yan was stupid at that time and didn't take these things to heart."
Zhang Wanwan smiled sweetly and said, "Mom, it's not that my brother is stupid, it's because I'm smart and clever, so grandpa likes me so much!"
"Nonsense! How could your grandfather know whether you were smart or not when you were so young! It's because your grandfather had your fortune told when you were born, and the fortune teller said that you had excellent horoscopes and were extremely blessed. Your grandfather believed this and doted on you like a treasure, hoping that you would bring him good fortune! It's a pity that he didn't live to enjoy the blessing of having a grandson, and he passed away early. Alas!" Zhang's father said vaguely, his eyes were blurred, and after he finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and snored.
Everyone stared at him. After a minute or two, Zhang Baiyan tentatively called out "Dad" twice, but there was no response.
"It seems that he has fallen asleep. Let me take Dad back to his room." Zhang Baiyan said with a helpless smile.
Zhang Wanwan signaled Leng Ziyue to help.
After sending Zhang's father away, no one stopped eating. Some were cleaning up the dishes, some were taking care of the children, and everyone was busy with their own things.
The next day, Zhang's mother urged Zhang Baiyan to get up at dawn. The mother and son went to the market to buy a bunch of things and rushed to the old house, while everyone else was still sleeping soundly.
Around nine o'clock, Zhang Wanwan drove the others to the old house.
As soon as Zhang Nini entered the old house, she looked around with curiosity on her face, "It's not as shabby as I imagined, even though the house is old-fashioned."
Qin Wenjun smiled and said, "That's because the back has been renovated. Even the toilet and kitchen are built in the back. Look, there's a bakery over there. We used to make snacks here until the house in the county town was built. We moved there. Occasionally, there are still people living here, usually dad and mom, so it's still relatively clean."
As he spoke, Qin Wenjun took Zhang Nini for a walk.
Zhang Wanwan has already opened the bakery, thinking of making some fresh snacks to offer to the ancestors later.
Leng Ziyue walked into Zhang Wanwan's room with familiarity, and looked at the room with satisfaction. It was exactly the same as he remembered. This place was undoubtedly special to him. He hoped that it would always remain the same as it was in the past, so that he could still miss it even after many years.
After staying inside for a while, Leng Ziyue locked the door again. This time he specially added a lock he brought with him to ensure that it would not be opened easily. The busy crowd did not notice it at all.
It was past eleven o'clock before Zhang's father came over. With a sleepy face, he was scolded by Zhang's mother. He went to open the door of the ancestral hall and cleaned it up briefly with Zhang Baiyan.
Zhang Nini stood in the yard and saw from afar many portraits of Zhang family ancestors placed inside. For a moment, she did not have the courage to go in.
It was not until Zhang's mother had prepared the food for the ancestor worship and asked everyone to go in and burn incense that she stepped into the house with her head held high. She did not dare to look around, and she burned the incense respectfully and left immediately.
The group was busy in the old house until two o'clock in the afternoon before leaving. When leaving, Zhang Nini looked back from time to time, looking at the place where her father grew up.
After returning to the county town, the whole family began to prepare for the evening worship of the God of Heaven, without even a chance to catch a breath. Although it was busy, fortunately everyone enjoyed it and did not feel tired.
As soon as it got dark, Zhang's mother immediately asked Zhang Baiyan to place the eight-immortals table in the yard and prepare some incense, candles and incense burners. Zhang Wanwan and others moved the things to the office on the first floor and formed a circle to fold gold and silver.
The cold wind was howling outside, and the shadows of the trees were dancing outside the window. A group of women were so cold that their hands were numb but they were still talking and laughing. Leng Ziyue brought a pot of small red sugar dumplings down and said, "Dad cooked some dumplings, you guys warm up your stomachs first."
Zhang Chengning, who was sitting in the walker, was drooling at the sight of the food. He paddled hard with his short legs and rushed over like a cannonball. Leng Ziyue was startled and quickly took the pot to the other side. He squatted down and stared at the little guy, saying seriously, "Little kids can't touch hot food, understand?"
(End of this chapter)
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