In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

“Pray for a good harvest and a good winter!”

"The elders of Wangjia Village have lit torches to illuminate the road to a bountiful harvest."

The shouts, accompanied by the beating of gongs, spread from one end of the village to the other!

Shen Qian got up from the bed, simply put her hair up, and then knocked on each door!

As the children got up, Shen Qian discovered that the youngest figure in the family was missing?

With a frown on her face, she walked to her second sister's room.

I found that this little guy had fallen to the ground at some point, but he was still sleeping so soundly.

The gongs and shouts had no effect on her at all!

"Get up!" Shen Qian slapped the little girl's butt hard, and Xiao Qi knelt down instantly in pain!

A pair of eyes looked around the room in confusion.

It was the pain in her butt that made her sleepiness disappear quickly.

When he saw A Niang glaring at him fiercely, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Mother..." Xiao Qi lowered his head and apologized.

Although she didn't know what she did wrong, she had to apologize when her mother got angry...

"Don't waste time, get dressed quickly, we are going to the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors." Shen Qian rolled her eyes at Xiao Qi who was apologizing aggrievedly, and went to the kitchen to prepare torches after saying that.

"I understand, mother." Xiao Qi responded and put on his clothes.

It's strange to say.

The custom in this world has always been to worship ancestors at night. The specific reason is unknown, but I heard that the origin of worshiping ancestors at night is written in a book: The soul does not see the sun, and the ancestors do not protect it except at night. Anyone who seeks the ancestors must do so at night.

When Shen Qian came out of the room with a torch, all the children in the house were already dressed.

Shen Qian walked in front, lighting the way with a torch.

Walking on the dry yellow land, Shen Qian and her group seemed particularly quiet.

As Shen Qian and the other eight people moved forward, one after another, all the villagers in the village came out of their homes holding torches and finally gathered in front of the ancestral hall!

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, an old man with a slightly hunched figure, wearing brand new coarse cloth clothes, holding sacrificial utensils in his hands, looked extremely solemn.

After a middle-aged man in his thirties shouted loudly, he slowly moved his old body:

"All 322 households in Wangjia Village have arrived!"

"The ancestor worship begins!" The old man who spoke was the village chief of Wangjia Village!

At this moment, he lightly swept the tributes on the table, and dozens of bonfires were thrown with torches at the same time and ignited!

The raging fire in the middle of summer burns people's skin.

But no one moved away.

Pairs of eyes looked towards the ancestral hall devoutly, and followed the village chief's shouts to worship!

The rituals are complicated, but they cannot stop the villagers from praying for rain sincerely.

Before the hour-long sacrificial ceremony ended, no one left early, even though their clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

Even the naughty children who are usually not very sensible appear to be particularly well-behaved at this moment!

Although Shen Qian dislikes this kind of feudal superstition, she is a widow with children in the current era and cannot act independently.

Moreover, in the future, when fleeing famine, we will have to rely more on the protection of our fellow clansmen.

In such a major matter, it is natural to do it more appropriately and not allow people to find fault.

"Gifts!"

"Descendants of my Wang family, under the age of seven, come and receive the sacrificial candy!"

"After eating it, you will enjoy the blessings of our Wang family's ancestors!" the old village chief shouted loudly.

Dozens of figures rushed out and rushed to the old village chief with their arms open.

His eyes are full of desire!

"Sixth son of the Wang Shen family, come here together." The old village chief glanced in the direction of Shen Qian and shouted loudly.

In the village sacrifice, the main offering was the wild boar head offered by Shen Qian.

Naturally, the villagers must know about this.

The sixth son of the Wang Shen family was called here for this purpose.

As expected, after hearing the old village chief's call, the villagers began to discuss in a low voice:

"Wang Liang, the sixth son of the Wang Shen family? Isn't he already fifteen years old? Can he still receive sacrificial candy?"

"The village chief has always been fair and would not do anything unwise. Could it be that the Wang Shen family made some kind of contribution to this ancestral worship?"

"Hey! Pig's head! I know! This is the head of the wild boar hunted by the Wang Shen family today!"

"Hiss! Their family is really generous. They actually offered such a large pig's head to the village as the main sacrifice. Such generosity is really amazing!"

"..."

As everyone was talking, the old village chief coughed lightly again to quiet the noisy crowd.

Then he said solemnly:

"Today we are offering sacrifices to our ancestors and praying for rain. The main offering is a pig's head from Wang Shen."

"The offerings should naturally include a share for the descendants of the Wang and Shen families."

"Catch!" As soon as the old village chief finished speaking, cheers broke out in the crowd.

The three sons Wang Wu, Wang Tianci and Wang You who were standing next to Shen Qian straightened their backs at this moment!

Especially Wang Wu and Wang You, they were constantly calculating in their minds: After today, with our family's reputation, there should be a few matchmakers coming to our house, right?

Will I be able to live a life with a wife and a warm bed like Wang Tianci in the future?

They were fantasizing, but Wang Tianci's wife Wang Liu, who was standing next to him, refused to accept it and stepped on his foot: He would rather give it to the village party as tribute than let his daughter-in-law take it home to be filial to his parents. What does he think of his daughter-in-law!

The fourth brother, Wang Tianci, felt pain but didn't dare to cry out.

He just glared at Shen Qian angrily: Such a big pig's head was offered to the village as a sacrifice for nothing, and they didn't even want me to take it back for my father-in-law to taste, and they didn't want our family to be honored in front of my father-in-law's house.

Mom is really confused!!

Shen Qian felt the unfriendly gaze behind her and frowned slightly.

He just turned his head slightly, and immediately scared the fourth brother so much that he looked away, lowered his head to look at the ground, and rubbed his feet on the ground, which showed his nervous mood at the moment.

Seeing this, Shen Qian sneered in her heart: Are you blaming me for not asking you to give some meat to your so-called father-in-law?

Don't worry, it didn't happen this time and it won't happen in the future.

Your 'family-oriented' daughter-in-law and 'honest' father-in-law, don't even think about drinking a drop of blood from me!

As the distribution of the sacrificial candy was completed, the sixth brother Wang Liang returned to Shen Qian with the largest piece of sacrificial candy.

He secretly broke off a large piece and handed it to Wang You.

The greedy Xiaoqi was drooling!

But her two brothers never gave her anything to eat.

Moreover, she was often bullied by her brother for asking for food, so she didn't dare to take the initiative to ask Wang Liang for it.

Shen Qian saw it, but didn't intend to interfere in the matter.

Not only will you tire yourself out by caring about so many things, but you will also let those brothers point their spearheads at you, which will not benefit you at all.

Why bother?

After the sacrifice, Shen Qian walked back home with a handful of fine rice.

The villagers who traveled with her were also extremely friendly to her.

After all, things like worshiping ancestors and praying for rain are of real concern to everyone's interests.

Say a few more nice words and get closer to people. It won’t cost you anything!

After returning home, Shen Qian put the fine rice into the cupboard and locked it, then went back to bed and closed her eyes.

But unlike before, this time, I took off my outer clothes when I slept...

Early the next morning.

Shen Qian went to the pigpen to see the pigs.

Looking at the three fat domestic pigs, I thought: I should take them to the town and sell them while the pork price is good.

The space freed up is just enough to buy two cows. Otherwise, when the price of cattle soars in the future, the money from selling the land may not even be enough to buy one cow.