Almost every wealthy family has an ancestral hall.
Because the richer people are, the more they believe in ancestral metaphysics.
Father An came to the ancestral hall and saw that smoke was coming out of the quietly placed tablet.
He was horrified and hurriedly lit incense, kneeling on the mat, "I wonder what my grandson did wrong to make the ancestors angry?"
An's mother also rushed over at this time, but before she stepped over the threshold, the door was suddenly slammed shut, which scared her!
"Oh! Old An, you're going too far. Not only did you not tell me what the situation was, but you even closed the door. Are you feeling guilty because you have a mistress outside?!" An's mother cursed and kept banging on the door.
Father An knelt on the mat with his head lowered.
He could not hear the voice of An's mother yelling and cursing outside, but he could feel many figures swaying around him, and he felt more and more uneasy.
"hiss--"
Father An felt a tingling sensation in his body.
He endured it again and again, and finally fainted in sweat.
In a dream.
Father An knelt in front of the ancestral hall, where all the ancestors gathered together.
Their sharp gazes made him feel extremely tortured. Just one stare made him feel his spine was bent.
He didn't dare to look up and could only see a pair of shiny military boots in his peripheral vision.
"Did you know that Anqi bullied a female classmate? Her family actually came to me to reason with them! You're still here! They came to me instead of you, which shows how arrogant and rude you are. How shameful!"
"I was playing cards with my comrades at the time. They watched me being forced to leave the underworld and laughed at me! Where can I put my face? I don't even dare to go down!"
"Grandson is wrong!"
Father An lowered his head even more.
He didn't know that Anqi was bullying a female classmate at school. Instead, Anqi was hit on the head by someone. His wife has put pressure on the school and will go to the school tomorrow to teach the other parent a lesson!
"My grandson is negligent, please forgive me, ancestors."
The military ancestor snorted coldly, "You can't even teach a single person well. You've spoiled your children like this. Are you trying to destroy all the virtue I've accumulated?! How unfilial!"
After saying this, Father An felt a sharp pain in his body again, and was whipped again and again.
"This matter must be handled properly. Don't let our ancestors suffer bad luck and decline..."
The voices of the ancestors became increasingly distant, and finally Father An lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he was covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked as if they had been in water.
"Open the door! Lao An, don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are in there. What's wrong? You have the guts to cheat but not the guts to admit it!"
Father An was already upset, and when he heard the voices outside that didn't understand him, he became furious. He walked over and opened the door, and Mother An fell to the ground without preparation.
"Well, you old An, now you're blatantly trying to kill me, right?!"
Father An stomped his feet and helped Mother An up. "No matter where I go to find my mistress, I can't do that here in the ancestral hall."
Upon hearing this, An's mother's expression softened a little.
"Then why did you close the door? I was just worried about you, but you didn't accept my kindness and instead used the cold shoulder to bully me."
Mother An spoke in a pitiful way, and her coquettish and resentful manner made people feel distressed.
"Okay, okay, let's talk outside, not here." He comforted her helplessly and coaxed her.
The two returned to the master bedroom.
"Did Anqi bully the girls at school?"
When An's mother heard this, she immediately exploded. "Good old An, didn't you see the hole on An Qi's forehead? Are you attracted to the other parent?! You're so ungrateful!"
Father An suppressed his anger and said calmly, "The ancestors have come to me, don't be biased! This matter must be handled fairly. I will go to the school tomorrow, so please don't worry about it."
Upon hearing this, Mother An's face was filled with disbelief. She gritted her teeth and said, "Old An, they've made a baseless allegation that our daughter did it. We can't just sit there and do nothing. Even if it was our daughter who started the trouble, they can't just hit her with a brick. Can't we just settle this peacefully? Why do we have to resort to violence?"
"I don't care about this matter, I must teach him a lesson!"
When Father An heard this, his eyes darkened and his friendly expression disappeared.
"You really dote on your child too much! Do you know that this will affect our family's fortune?" He was very disappointed with his child.
"Oh, they are from a poor family. How can they influence a big family like ours?" Mother An didn't take Father An's words seriously.
"Forget it, I can't convince you. I will go to the principal tomorrow to find out clearly and apologize to others!" Father An didn't want to say more to Mother An and lay down on his side.
When An's mother heard this, she was so angry that she burst into tears and hit him with her hands.
"You're such a traitor! We make so much money, don't we? It's to build a safe haven for our daughter and let her live a happy life. How could you, as a parent, not protect her and let her be bullied?"
"What ancestors? Can they really build momentum for us? Didn't we earn this money through our own hard work? What does our ancestors have to do with it? We are the best!"
As soon as these words came out, a "pop" sound echoed throughout the room.
An's father was furious. He pointed at An's mother and said, "Women's opinions!"
He got up and went to sleep in another room.
Mother An's face was half red and swollen, and she hugged her knees and cried bitterly.
She cried for a long time, but An's father did not come to comfort or coax her like he used to.
An's mother stopped crying, clenched her hands, and swore secretly.
"No matter what, I can't back down. This is my daughter, the daughter I carried for ten months with great difficulty. If your father doesn't love you, I will!"
The next day.
After repeated assurances from An's mother, An's father agreed to let her go to school with him.
When the family of three went out, the car passed a corner. An's father looked out the window and saw paper ashes and burnt candle ends in the corner.
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