Chapter 370 Opening the Sacrifice

In my impression, I have heard the name Liu Yuqi several times.

It's just that I don't know why every time I hear this name, this person seems to disappear from the world and disappear.

On the way back, I didn't buy many good dishes. In the evening, Mo Jingchun and Candy could barely make do with a hot pot meal.

In addition, Mo Jingchun and Candy don't eat spicy food, so the hot pot food is also bland.

If it wasn't for not eating and being hungry in the middle of the night, they really didn't want to eat.

"Where's the tripe? Where's the tripe? Get off the pot."

Everyone looked at the captain with contempt, and said to eat something to make do, but they ate more than anyone else.

Fortunately, I bought a lot of things, otherwise no one else would be able to taste it.

"Here." Candy smiled and pointed to the tripe not far away.

That is to say, the little guy is still innocent and has not stepped into the society.

Otherwise, you will definitely roll your eyes.

After the tripe was cooked, Mo Jingchun picked up a few slices immediately and gave half to the little guy.

In the next second, more than a dozen people stood up and fought wildly with their chopsticks.

And the little guy watched this scene with relish.

Hot pot is delicious when there are many people rushing to eat it.

Otherwise, after taking a few bites, you will lose your appetite and can't eat anymore.

As the last light went out, the surroundings of Mo Jingchun's house fell into darkness instantly, and he couldn't see his fingers.

The fog was so thick that not to mention the stars in the starry sky, even the moon could not see a little light.

This kind of weather is also good, very suitable for worshiping ancestors.

Fireworks and firecrackers can easily cause a fire if you don't pay attention, but this drizzling weather is different. As long as the mountain is not deliberately set on fire, the probability of causing a fire is almost zero.

Even if a fire is caused, the rain-soaked forest is not easy to support the fire, and the big guys have enough time to extinguish the fire.

At seven o'clock, Zero woke up Mo Jingchun and Candy who were still dreaming just now.

Mo Jingchun, who was rubbing his eyes, tilted his head and saw that Tang Tang, who had opened his eyes, was wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his right hand.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was instantly quiet.

"I dreamed of something delicious."

"It's not."

"You must have dreamed of delicious food."

"It's just... not..."

"You really dreamed of delicious food."

"That's right~ I was still eating fried corn just now... Ling woke up Guo'er."

You are not in the county town, but in your hometown, where can I buy corn for you?

This season, going to the food station to buy corn seeds is almost the same.

"Don't think about it, I will go down in two days, and I will buy it for you. There is no corn in my hometown."

"Okay, okay."

Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes at the little guy, wondering if he was influenced by the steamed stuffed bun and gradually became a snack.

Of course, Mo Jingchun would never tell the little guy that he also had a dream last night, that he was eating hairy crabs.

Just as he was about to eat, the overcooked hairy crabs came alive again, waving two big claws and rushing towards him from the dining table.

At this critical moment, Zero woke him up.

"Quick, get up."

"I'm going to hold a ceremony in a while."

After a good night's sleep, the little guy was full of energy again, and he crawled out of the bed and dressed himself skillfully.

"Boss, you are up."

"The porridge is already cooked, and it's in the pot."

Open the lid and look, it's a big pot of porridge.

"Feiyan, tell them to eat first, it's more than enough to save two bowls for Tangtang and me."

I don't usually work, so I can't eat too much.

The festival started at 8:30, and at around 7:50, Mo Jingchun set off with candies.

The place where the sacrifice is held is a bit far away, ten minutes away by car.

When passing by the uncle's house, the door of the uncle's house has been locked.

"Is it so early?" Mo Jingchun muttered to himself.

The uncle must have gone to the place where the ceremony was held, and the aunt and the others should have gone to help cook.

"Let's go, go directly to the place I said."

When Mo Jingchun led his sister out of the car, a group of people surrounded him, and Mo Jingchun could only greet everyone with a smile on his face.

Seeing the old man and the others discussing something in the distance, Mo Jingchun's eyes lit up, and he said:

"I'll go there."

"uncle."

Mo Changyou looked at Mo Jingchun, nodded and said:

"Come on."

"Have you brought all the happy cannons?"

Mo Jingchun replied with a smile: "That's for sure, I won't forget it."

"Take it up first, it will be difficult to take it when there are too many people."

"good."

Fireworks and firecrackers in the trunk, Yelang and others have already moved out.

The so-called happy firecrackers refer to these fireworks.

Whenever there is any happy event in the family, they will buy more fireworks and firecrackers when worshiping the ancestors to celebrate.

I also hope that the ancestors will continue to bless them.

Holding a firework in his arms, Mo Jingchun walked ahead and led the way.

He has been to this place more than a dozen times since he was a child, so he is quite familiar with it.

The little guy didn't want to stay and play with the uncle, so he ran after him very much.

On the mountain path, the little guy walked in the front, looking back at his brother from time to time.

"Go to the left, see those people over there, that's right there."

The little guy turned his head to look at what his brother said.

It was a bamboo forest, and bamboos of various sizes grew all over the bamboo garden.

Only in the middle of the bamboo garden, there is no bamboo, and there are many people standing there at this time, who don't know what they are talking about.

The road was fairly flat, and the little guy didn't encounter any difficulties walking ahead.

"Hoo~"

When he arrived at the place, the little guy quickly gave way to let his brother come up.

"Xiaochun is here?"

"Hey, I bought so many fireworks."

"The Big Boss is just different."

Mo Jingchun smiled, and replied: "So-so, so-so, let's just eat."

The place where the sacrifice was held was the cemetery of the first ancestor of the Mo family who moved here from elsewhere.

From childhood to adulthood, every time the ancestors were worshiped, the older generation said that this place is a treasure land.

At the beginning, a lawsuit was filed for this piece of land.

Mo Jingchun held his younger sister's hand and looked around with curiosity.

It's strange to say that the entire Bamboo Garden, just over thirty square meters, has never grown bamboo, not even bamboo shoots.

The point is that no medicine has been sprinkled on this place, and grass still grows normally on the grave.

I used to hear from my uncle that this place was not like this before, but it became like this only after the ancestor of a family entered the well.

Said that it was getting angry.

It was nearly 8:30, and everyone came, and the bamboo forest was dark and full of people.

Repair graves, repair graves, burn paper, burn paper.

As the drums sounded, people continued to kneel and kowtow.

The big guy muttered even more quietly.

"Bless my family safe and sound, my child can perform exceptionally well in the college entrance examination this year and get a good grade in the exam."

"bless……"

Standing aside, Mo Jingchun covered his sister's ears, and did not rush forward to kneel down.

Uncle and the others are standing aside, not in a hurry.