Bind to the collection system, I became a national treasure

A few people chatted for a while.

Xiao Li seemed to have packed something in the inner room and came over and said, "Leader, it's time to burn incense."

The old man patted his butt and stood up. He was in really good shape. He took two steps and suddenly realized something. He said to Bai Xi, "Girl, come with me. Let everyone see the rising star of our Xia country."

Bai Xi thought of the smoked pig's head just now, and his mind turned slightly before he realized what the old man meant.

She did not refuse, but stood up and followed the old man.

The old man muttered as he walked, "Actually, I don't believe in this either, but during festivals, you have to show some respect. My family has been tenant farmers for three generations, and we don't even have a family tree. It's only since I came into my family that I've started to make some progress and have the time to make tablets. It doesn't even count as ancestor worship, it's just called burning incense."

Bai Xi was curious: "Today is not a holiday..."

"today is my birthday."

Bai Xi: ...

Well, as long as people live long enough, they will become "ancestors"...

Seems reasonable too?

"Your juniors didn't come with you?"

Judging from the grandfather’s age, the fourth generation must be quite old.

The old man was quite casual: "They are all dead."

It can be seen that the old man really has no taboos about these things and is a complete materialist...

In a room in the inner house, a few white candles were lit, and from a distance, many small plaques could be seen standing on the stepped incense table.

The old man pointed to the second row from the top and said, "The first row is for my parents. The empty seat in the second row is the one I left for myself. I have four brothers. Two of them died during the Anti-Japanese War, and one died during the Southern Dynasties. He died early and left no descendants."

"My sister-in-law and brothers and sisters-in-law didn't want to remarry, but they were too heartbroken and passed away early."

"My wife passed away about ten years ago. Her two sons died while fighting bandits in the south. In exchange, they gave me a plaque. There are no cowards in my Lu family."

"Now, I am the only one left..."

......

"Third brother, you are young, don't rush to the front. Dad and Mom still need you to take care of them!"

"Third brother, don't come to help. We must hold Hill 923 to the death to hold back the main force of the Japanese. Just do what you should do! Don't act on impulse!"

"Charge! Kill all the devils! Avenge our compatriots!"

"Xiaomi...Hill 923 has been lost...Divisional headquarters has ordered us to withdraw immediately and move to the rear..."

"Comrades! Follow me!!"

"Dad... Mom... I am an unfilial child... I am the only one who has returned..."

"Third brother! I want to join the army too! I want to be with you!"

"No! Get out of here! Who will take care of your parents if you leave?"

"I took the lottery from Song Ergou next door. He promised to help me take care of my parents! Anyway, I'm already on the bus! I won't desert!"

"Third brother, they all won't let me go to the battlefield because I'm your younger brother..."

"I'm sorry, Comrade Lu San... Comrade Lu Si... died. Their position was bombed by the Eagle Sauce's planes. In the end, only this piece of suicide note was found..."

"Dad... Mom... I'm such an unfilial child... I'm the only one back..."

"Dad! We have to go into battle and kill the enemy too! Anyone who offends China will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"

"Dad...I didn't embarrass you...I am an unfilial child..."

The past, distant memories began to roll in the old man's mind.

Lu San...a poor child from a tenant farmer's family, a rascal who roamed the mountains, the third child in the family whose name was randomly chosen, now wearing a treasured old military uniform, he was looking at Bai Xi with tears in his eyes as he took the three incense sticks from "Xiao Li", raised them above his head respectfully, and bowed three times.

"I, Bai Xi, a new student, would like to pay my respects to all the seniors here."

Lu San wiped his tears and nodded happily. He then lit three incense sticks, turned his head and looked at Bai Xi and said, "Bai girl, why don't you stay for dinner with this useless young man? Pan Yang's cured pig's head is very famous. Can you chat with me, an old man?"

Bai Xi looked at the old man's expectant eyes, nodded, and smiled: "How can I not accept the invitation of an elder?"

.......

The cured pig's head that was originally thought to be used for sacrifice turned out to be prepared by Mr. Lu for himself to eat. It was his birthday today.

Fifty-year-old Xiao Li is very skillful. Not long after he entered the kitchen and started working, several delicious dishes were served.

The old man was in high spirits while chatting. He laughed heartily and picked up the cast iron teapot and took a sip from it directly.

Bai Xi glanced at the teacup he had picked up, then silently put it down again...

"I didn't expect that, Xiao Xiao, although you may not be very capable, you know quite a lot..."

Xiao Rui, who was stabbed again for no apparent reason, could only smile bitterly. The old man became interested and pulled Bai Xi to talk about military affairs. Bai Xi didn't understand these things at all, so he could only look to Xiao Rui for help.

As a result, the two of them suddenly had a great chat.

"...Although the young lady has brought world-leading technology, in terms of total volume and stockpiles, especially conventional forces, we still cannot compare to the Eagle Sauce. After all, they have over 300 military bases worldwide and have troops stationed in 140 countries."

Mr. Lu was furious: "The Bald Eagle's imperialist heart is still alive. It wants to colonize the people of the world."

Xiao Rui spoke eloquently: "From a historical perspective, the rise of imperialism is the first step towards its collapse. There is still a long way to go, and it is still unknown who will prevail..."

Bai Xi picked up a piece of the so-called "Pan Yang cured pig's head", which had a rich aroma of oil but was not too greasy. The taste was also very special, soft and tender with a little toughness.

good to eat!

Bai Xi nodded with satisfaction.

But he heard Lü San beside him say with some regret: "It's a pity that I may not be able to see it. I still don't live long enough..."

Bai Xi couldn't help but replied: "It's okay, we will come back to burn incense and tell you later."

Old Master Lu laughed heartily: "Okay, okay! Then we have a deal! But I don't believe in ghosts and monsters, so you can carve the words on the back of my tablet!"

Fifty-year-old Xiao Liu made a few cups of rice wine and gave one to each person.

"The leader only has this one cup, but you and this guy can have unlimited."

"Then I can't drink that much."

Bai Xi replied with a smile, and after clinking glasses, they started chatting again.

Although it is a confidential matter, there are some vague details, such as the fact that the Eagle Sauce has to learn the eight-for-one strategy, but a few clues can still be revealed.

Mr. Lu was delighted to hear this and was so happy that he slapped his thigh. He wanted to find another glass of wine, but he had already finished his own glass.

Xiao Liu silently hid the wine jug.

Mr. Lu suddenly said, "Bai girl, I see during the day, you are jealous of my plaque, right?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Bai Xi to react, he raised his hand and called the fifty-year-old Xiao Liu over.

"When I'm gone, my Lu family will come to an end. I, Lu San, have lived a life without shame for my motherland and my ancestors. I have no regrets. It would be a waste to keep these plaques. Please leave your contact information later and I'll have Xiao Liu send them to you."

"Bai girl, just work hard to build a taller tower in your house! Nine stories! Eighteen stories! The higher the better!"

As he spoke, Old Man Lu began to wipe away his tears again: "There are successors, there are successors... With such an outstanding new generation of our motherland, these plaques are worth it..."

inheritance...

Sometimes it's not just about blood.

It can also be spiritual.