A good little husband

On New Year's Eve, according to the custom in Yunnan, you need to worship your ancestors in the morning, and have the first reunion dinner at noon. The New Year's Eve dinner in Yunxi is not like the capital city, where dumplings are needed. Dinner at night will be simpler than the reunion dinner at noon, and there is no need to make special preparations. Lin Muqing is used to making these, and he will not be in a hurry.

Early in the morning, Chun Niang had already prepared the sacrifices to be used for the sacrifice. The chicken that was slaughtered last night had been blanched, and the pork buttocks with tails bought from the mountain were also ready. Hua stood there obediently, waiting for Lin Muqing and Suiyu to get up.

Now Lin Muqing can finally get over his addiction to dressing Suiyu. As the weather gets colder, Suiyu doesn't like to get up. Every day Lin Muqing spends a long time dressing him and waking him up.

"You really can't stay in bed today, we have to go to the back mountain to worship the ancestors." Lin Muqing pulled the man up, and neatly put on his clothes, "Go to sleep after the ancestor worship."

Suiyu groaned, rubbed her eyes, and waited for Lin Muqing to fetch water to wash.

"Xiao Yu'er, went to Daddy's grave, offered two more sticks of incense for Daddy, and said a few more words, he likes to listen to people talking." Chunniang looked at the sacrifices on the table, she didn't know how to cook, she could What I did for him was to prepare a sacrifice for him.

Suiyu nodded. He has been here for a long time, and he has not heard Chunniang mention Lin Muqing's father: "Okay, I see."

Lin Muqing carried the sacrificial ceremony in his back basket and held Suiyu in his hand. Lin Hua accompanied Chunniang at home to prepare the ingredients for the reunion dinner, and the two of them went up the mountain.

"Father was not buried here in the first place." Lin Muqing kicked away a thorn in the middle of the road, "After we moved here, mother said we couldn't let father stay alone in the mountains over there, so we moved his bones Arrived here."

The Lin family's father's grave is on a bright hillside. Standing at this cemetery, you can see their home when you look down.

"He was specially chosen here. He is here and can see our family." Lin Muqing arranged the sacrifices, put another wine glass, and poured the wine, "Dad loved to have a drink before going to bed when he was alive. It’s a Shaodao brewed by a restaurant in the town, he said it’s strong enough.”

Suiyu listened to Lin Muqing's words very quietly, knowing that he was missing his father, he tore up the paper money silently, and brushed away some weeds in front of the grave with his hands. He was grouped into a ball.

After Lin Muqing finished pouring the wine, he walked around the graveyard, calling Suiyu as he walked, "Light the incense."

Suiyu heard his words, but did not move.

After Lin Muqing circled around and dealt with the thorns behind the grave, he didn't see the burning smoke: "Why don't you light the incense?"

Suiyu asked: "Are there any taboos here? It is said that women and brothers are not allowed to touch the incense used in sacrifices, and it is said..."

Lin Muqing suddenly realized, and handed the incense to Suiyu's hand: "In Yunnan, there are not so many taboos. Women and brothers can reach half the sky. Who stipulates that you can't touch incense candles?"

Then Suiyu held the incense and lit it with the torch that she carried with her. The curling green smoke rose slowly, was torn away slowly like a thread, and then disappeared.He tidied up the clothes he was wearing with his free hand, then held the incense and bowed three times towards the tombstone almost reverently, and then inserted the incense into the soft soil.

After Lin Muqing finished worshiping Suiyu, he lit another stick of incense by himself, and put it next to Suiyu Lixiang. The green smoke from the two sticks of incense slowly intertwined, and finally disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Lin Muqing knelt in front of the grave again, lit the paper money: "Father, I will bring my newly married husband to see you, do you think he is as delicate as my young mother?"

Suiyu twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that the dead are the greatest, and he cannot hit someone in front of his father.

Lin Muqing babbled a lot in front of Lin's father's grave, Suiyu just listened quietly, and then gave him a look when Lin Muqing said too much.

It wasn't until the incense and paper money were burned that Lin Muqing picked up the wine glass in front of the grave, and poured the wine in the glass on his father's grave.He picked up the jug again, raised his head and took a sip of wine, some of the wine dripped on his clothes, and he fainted.

Suiyu looked at the burnt paper money and wanted to put away the sacrifice, but was stopped by Lin Muqing.

"Is your mother gone?" Lin Muqing asked.

Suiyu nodded, with some doubts.

Lin Muqing moved the sacrificial offerings, placed them facing east, and lit incense again.

"Mother-in-law, my name is Lin Muqing, and I am Xiao Yu'er's husband." He knelt on the ground, not caring about the wet and muddy ground, "I will take good care of him."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Suiyu to kneel down again: "Talk to mother."

Suiyu was choked up in all kinds of emotions, obviously she had a lot of grievances and wanted to tell her mother coquettishly.

But he really knelt here, and really didn't know what to say, he was quiet for a long time, just put his hands together, and silently begged his mother to bless his father and elder brothers to be well.

Lin Muqing knelt beside him, and patted his thin back with his hands.

After a long time, Suiyu stood up and packed things together with Lin Muqing.

"Father, let's go." Lin Muqing took Suiyu away after seeing that the burnt paper money would not rekindle, and said as he walked, "You can only leave after seeing that it is completely extinguished, otherwise a gust of wind will come and burn the mountain fire Not good."

After they paid homage to the Lin family's father, Lin Muqing took him to another cemetery. This cemetery was not as tidy as Lin's father's cemetery. There were a lot of weeds growing on the grave, and there were some rotten fruits in front of the grave. Some mountain products, hazelnuts, chestnuts, and a bunch of tied grass should have been left here by those who came to worship before.

Lin Muqing was carrying a hatchet in his back basket. He buried his head in cleaning up the messy grave, and then followed Yu and said, "This is the grave of the old village owner, and the things in front of the tomb should be placed here by people from the village passing by. "

Suiyu recalled what Lin Muqing had told him, that it was the old village master who rescued him and Chunniang, brought them to the village, and let them take root here.

"This is a bad-tempered old man." After cleaning up, Lin Muqing picked up the jug and poured the remaining wine around the grave, "I was often tortured by him when I was young."

Suiyu smiled: "Where's his family?"

"He has no family members. If counted, the people in the village should all be his family members. They were all rescued by him from various places. Therefore, almost every family in the village has a single surname."

Suiyu knew that in general villages, there was only one common surname, and there were very few other surnames mixed in. Generally, it was wandering foreigners who came to settle down. It was rare that there were many surnames in the entire village like here.

"Life was so difficult at that time, how did the old village master keep everyone alive?"

"Back against the mountain, there is nothing." Lin Muqing pointed to the surrounded mountain behind him. What he walked was only a very shallow part of the mountain, and there are more endless treasures in the mountain, "Nothing to eat When the time comes, the old village owner will take the young and middle-aged people to go hunting in the deep mountains, and everyone will share the prey equally, and he will watch them, and then climb up the tree to drink."

"It's like taking care of his people, isn't it?" Suiyu laughed, thinking that his eldest brother took care of him and Brother Yu in the same way before he got sick.

"That's what it means." Lin Muqing pulled Suiyu and kowtowed, and slowly told him everything that happened on this mountain on the way home.

"Then how did you get involved with the border guards?" Although Suiyu didn't go to the barracks last time, he also knew that Lin Muqing had a lot to do with them.

"I once saved the captain's life." Lin Muqing just said lightly, "He wants medicine, I have it, it's as simple as that."

Suiyu knew that the inside story was deep, so she stopped asking.

Back home, Chunniang was sitting at the gate, wearing a dark red coat that made her look much younger. The direction she was looking at was the place where Suiyu and the others went to the grave.

"Back?" She stood up with tenderness in her eyes.

Lin Muqing approached her: "Everything is fine."

"That's good, that's good." Chun Niang rubbed her eyes, glanced at the sun and urged Lin Muqing, "Hurry up and cook, or you won't be able to eat at noon."

Today's lunch is very rich. I used the mushrooms picked and dried years ago to stew a chicken soup with mushrooms, a stewed duck with eight treasures, steamed fish with scallion oil, and a stewed pork ribs with taro, and served with a few clear vegetables. Roasted lettuce, braised mountain mushrooms.

Before using the chopsticks for lunch, Chun Niang used a pair of red chopsticks to pick out a chicken leg from the chicken soup, a duck wing from the eight-treasure duck, a fish tail from the fish, and a spare rib in a red bowl. Then put it on the shrine in the main room.

Suiyu was puzzled.

Chun Niang explained to him: "This bowl of vegetables should be kept overnight, which means that there will be more than every year."

"What's your New Year's custom?" Lin Muqing put the leftover chicken leg into Suiyu's bowl, and distributed the two duck legs to Chunniang and Lin Hua, asking while doing it.

"Start to clean the house in the morning, then paste the Spring Festival couplets with blessing characters, have a casual meal at noon, and make dumplings in the evening." Suiyu thought about it, but felt that the last time the family spent the New Year together was too long, so long that he was already I forgot what I did and said at the time.

"Don't you worship your ancestors today?"

"Worship the ancestors on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year." Suiyu remembers this very clearly, because on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the ministers first worshiped the imperial tomb, and then the ancestral hall, but it was all a man's business. All he could do was follow his sister, In the small Buddhist hall, I copied scriptures for my mother, so this morning, it was the first time that Suiyu offered a stick of incense to my mother.

"That's a very different custom." Chunniang shook her head, "Why don't we make dumplings tonight?"

Lin Muqing nodded: "Can Xiao Yu'er make bags?"

Suiyu was taken aback for a moment, then took a bite of the chicken leg: "I'm not very good at it."

Lin Hua spoke now: "I will."

All three pairs of eyes on the table looked at him: "When did you learn it, kid?"

"I don't think it's difficult."

After lunch, Suiyu and Lin Hua finished washing the dishes, and saw Lin Muqing walking out with his basket of weapons on his back: "What are you doing?"

"Go to the well and sharpen my knife."

Suiyu followed behind him, seeing that everyone in the village was smiling, he was also a little excited, but when he saw that Lin Wanxia's house still had some scorched land, he paused.

The charred ruins of the beams have been cleaned up, and there are bundles of wood piled aside, all of which are hard and thick solid wood, Suiyu asked: "Their house is burned, where is he celebrating the New Year? "

Lin Muqing also followed his gaze: "He has gone to Yunxi, and he wants to watch over his younger brother for the New Year."

Suiyu snorted: "Are those logs used to build a house?"

"Yes."

Soon they arrived at the well, water splashed out from the well, and layers of icicles formed on the ground. Lin Muqing held the frame with one hand, and held Suiyu firmly with the other hand, leading him around Ice surface, so as not to fall.

Suiyu saw that the knives in the bamboo basket behind him were all sharpened, and each handle was shining with a cold light. Then he thought of Lin Muqing. The sword is against the enemy.

"What are you doing standing there, come and help me." Lin Muqing sharpened a knife and saw Suiyu was in a daze.

Suiyu walked behind him, wanted to take out the knife from the basket and hand it to Lin Muqing, but found that Lin Muqing could pick up the knife with one hand, but he couldn't pick it up with both hands. He went to pick it up once, but found that he still couldn't pick it up. He felt a little ashamed. He heard the sound of Lin Muqing sharpening his knife. He glanced at Lin Muqing quietly, and found that he didn't look at him, so he exhaled softly.

Lin Muqing on the side slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending that he didn't see it, and only thought he was a little too cute.

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