I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 157: 155. Ancestor Worship (Small)

Chapter 157 155. Ancestor Worship (Small)

"Brother Li, how is your family doing?"

Sitting in the co-pilot of this newly bought Lincoln Navigator, Xu Xin yawned a little tiredly.

That crazy girl doesn't want to die this afternoon.

Almost broke our Xu Sanjin's hip bones.

Crazy as hell!

Really...

"Good."

Li Hao nodded:

"Several mines in Xinnong are under construction. This year, the village's No. 1 mine will be divided into dividends and the family will have more than three million yuan. They are all very good~"

"Um…"

Dividend Xu Xin no longer cares about it, but some people in the village belong to the kind of people who don’t want to bother, and they all rely on dividends.

So he followed Li Hao's words and asked another question:

"How is my dad? How is his body? Does Aunt Xue take care of others?"

"It's not Aunt Xue anymore."

In front of Xu Xin, what did Li Hao say.

Xu Xin's mouth twitched when he heard it...

"Swapped?"

"Well, she was going to study in Europe, so she left."

“…so who is it now?”

"When I came back from seeing you last time, I met a stewardess on the plane, whose surname is Zhao."

"..."

Old man, you play...

It's too expensive.

With some emotion, Xu Xin shook his head helplessly:

"How is this man?"

"It's not bad, but it's young, self-willed, and able to spend money. I just went to Lying Xiangjiang a few days ago, and even bought and played with it, and it cost one or two hundred. But the sweet mouth will make people happy."

"...tsk. Isn't there that kind of...serious one, the kind that can be united with the old man, down-to-earth?"

"This... I don't really have it for the time being. But I guess this one will be replaced soon."

"...why?"

"I went to Xiangjiang to play a few days ago, this girl made an appointment with a few girlfriends..."

"..."

Li Hao didn't finish, but Xu Xin "understood".

He doesn't know...nor does he dare to think about the relationship between the old man and these "several" girlfriends.

That's his dad.

If you really think about it...it's unimaginable.

Only bouts of embarrassment...

So he could only end the topic silently, opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

An hour later, at ten o'clock, Xu Xin returned home.

As usual, Xu Daqiang was the first to rush out with a mouth full of longing, followed by Xu Miao, Zhang Qianqian...and the youthful and beautiful "Aunt Zhao".

be honest.

Compared with my little girlfriend, she is a heaven and a hell.

But he still greeted him kindly without hindering him:

"Aunt Zhao."

Then, although the family had already eaten, as the saying goes, get on the dumplings and get off the noodles. Xu Daqiang still comforted his son's homesick soul with a bowl of authentic mutton noodles.

It is like the quiet and thick Shenmu County, a hot land.

Welcome him a wanderer...

went home.

…

"How is things going?"

Hearing his father's words, Xu Xin naturally knew... What he cares about is not the movies, but the Olympics. It's just that there are still outsiders in this family, so it's hard to say clearly.

So nodded:

"Very good, the plan has been submitted, and the results should come out after a year."

Hearing this, Xu Daqiang relaxed:

"Good, good, good, good... How long will it be? Will the year be over?"

"I can't finish it, I have to leave on the sixth day of the junior high school, and I'm still busy making movies."

"Well…"

Hearing this, Xu Daqiang was a little disappointed...

Although you can go to see your son if you want, but after all, in everyone's habit, only when you are at home is it considered a separation. And meeting anywhere other than home is at best just a visit or a gathering.

But...

The baby is promising.

Do not stop.

Not to mention the good news...

"This year our family will take the first seat! The red post has already been published, and the banquet is all arranged by our family! Do you want to eat?"

"oh?"

Xu Xin's eyes lit up.

thought for a while, and said:

"It's not too much to use the whole disc..."

"It's too much, if you don't get the whole dish, where can you eat the whole dish?"

"Then the whole disc!"

"...well, full disc!"

The so-called whole dish is actually the collective name for killing three animals to sacrifice to heaven, binding three animals to sacrifice to earth, and twelve bowls of whole blessings.

Pigs, cattle and sheep are three animals, chickens, ducks and geese are three birds, and the twelve bowls are made of twelve kinds of solid fruits such as oranges, persimmons, apples, and grapefruits. Do not use hollow ones, it is disrespectful and taboo for descendants. Then there are twelve vegetarian dishes and twelve meat dishes.

In addition to offering the heads of three animals to the ancestors, the clansmen will start worshiping the ancestors on the morning of the New Year's Eve, eat at noon, and then pack the leftovers of the ancestor worship at night and add their own home meals for the New Year's Eve dinner, and at night The dumpling.

is such a process.

The whole day of New Year's Eve can almost be said to be spent busy.

Which family has contributed the most to the village this year, and whoever family makes arrangements, treats guests, and sits at the table closest to the ancestors.

Of course, this has only been changed in the past few years.

In the past, when Xujiawan was poor, everyone contributed money, and whoever contributed the most would sit at the first table.

At that time, Xujiawan was poor and there was nothing he could do, so he gathered the strength of the whole village to worship the ancestors. And what about some families who can't afford meat? Just divide the meat from ancestor worship and take it home for the New Year.

But now that we have money, ancestor worship has changed from "joint efforts to let everyone have a good year with meat" to "whose family is the most beautiful this year, and whose family invites everyone to eat meat for a good year".

There is nothing particularly particular about it, but in fact, all of this is just to make the people of a village more closely united.

The people in a village are harmonious and beautiful, and the ancestors will be happy to see it.

That's why it's so unpretentious.

And when we first got rich, everyone still compared who made the most money. But one after another, the comparison is who has contributed the most to the village, built more roads, or helped more, or what he did...

There is no comparison this year.

Building many roads, building as many primary schools, or mobilizing everyone to make money... Xu Xin’s contribution is not as great as that of Xu Xin alone.

Because Xu Xin is busy with the country!

The reason for being able to sit at the head table is as simple as that.

But there is also a saying about how many dishes are on the table, that is to see the size of the credit. If it's just how much money you make or what you do for small troubles, then eight dishes are enough. And to go higher, such as how much contribution you have made to the village, what you have driven everyone to do, or what you have done in Shenmu County to make Xu Jiawan show his face, that is ten pans.

And Xu Xin's... twelve-disc set has nothing wrong with it.

Even if the matter of his Olympic torch is still being kept secret, it is the same.

Because he has indeed contributed to the country.

Twelve plates, full!

After getting confirmation from his father, he nodded:

"What about the list?"

"It's also our family's plan. Except for Mr. Zhang, you can see the others..."

"I don't want to, Dad, come here, the second grandpa, the fifth grandpa... these are the people. We don't move, we can't let the villagers think we are stingy. Those are old heroes of the country. If you want to say it, just stay the same. .”

Mr. Zhang mentioned by the father and son is called Zhang Mingda, the son-in-law of Xu Jiawan...

And the reason why he was specifically excluded... or the reason why he was defaulted to sit at the first table when drafting the list is actually very simple.

Zhang Mingda, Teacher Zhang.

was the only teacher in Xujiawan who came to support teaching at that time.

Before he came, the average cultural level of the villagers was illiterate.

It was after he came that the dolls in the village could learn.

The primary school in the village at that time was just two loess houses. The men in the village built it brick by brick. One was used as a classroom, and the other was used as a dormitory for Teacher Zhang and another teacher at that time.

Back then, Xujiawan was too poor to afford anything.

Can only express my heart in this way.

Teacher Zhang stayed here for twenty years. From youth to today's Huafa. The other teacher only stayed for half a year before running away.

Only Teacher Zhang himself was left.

Xu Miao and the others are the first batch of students of Mr. Zhang.

Then there is Xu Xin and the others...or before the people of Xujiawan became rich, all their children completed the enlightenment education of knowledge in that earthen house.

And in order not to make Mr. Zhang feel that Xujiawan is too bitter, the village head at that time, that is, Xu Xin's second grandfather, a veteran, after knowing the early death of Mr. Zhang's parents, he deliberately raped his granddaughter...almost raped. Buying and selling is like marrying Mr. Zhang. The purpose is to prevent Teacher Zhang from running away too...

Ms. Zhang didn’t run away either. She has been here for 20 years. She is a hard-working educator. The dolls in the remote courtyard area in northern Shaanxi study and practice calligraphy...

Later, after Xujiawan discovered coal and became rich overnight, Teacher Zhang also made a request to the village for the first time.

To build a school.

But not in Xujiawan, but in the middle of several villages including Xujiawan, Sunjianao, Gecun, and Honggekan.

Xujiawan is rich and wealthy, but some dolls in other villages have not yet read.

Therefore, Xujiawan Primary School was built next to the ancestral hall of Gecun.

Brand-new second-section building.

Ms. Zhang became the principal, but it made the children in these isolated villages in the northwest of Shenmu County no longer have to worry about the house collapsing when it was windy, rainy, or snowy, or what dangers would happen to the children when they walked on mountain roads.

And just talk about Xujiawan, in order to show the gratitude of the villagers.

Even if Teacher Zhang has become Xu Jiawan’s son-in-law, according to the rules, the son-in-law has to sit at the back even if he worships his ancestors...

But the second great master resisted all opinions and decided to die. Teacher Zhang will sit at the first table in Xujiawan to worship ancestors every year in the future.

It should be said that the most respected person in the village, Mr. Zhang is the second, and no one dares to recognize the first.

Even if Xujiawan is already rich to the limit, Mr. Zhang has already realized the freedom of wealth. Because of the planning of the county, Xujiawan Primary School has also integrated its resources into the primary schools directly under the county, but the status of the retired teacher Zhang is still unshakable in these villages.

The villagers still use this most unpretentious behavior to express their admiration and gratitude to this gentleman from the bottom of their hearts.

The whole family finished discussing the seat, logically speaking, it was quite late.

It's time to go to bed early.

But who would have imagined, suddenly there were a few horns and knocks on the door outside.

Xu Daqiang glanced out, then shook his head helplessly:

"Go."

"Well…"

Xu Xin turned to look at the group of people at the gate, smiled and nodded:

"Um!"

He didn't even change his clothes. He grabbed his phone and walked out the door. He saw that it was a Hummer, a Camaro from Transformers, and a Land Rover convoy. Seeing him walking out of the house, there were people pressing the button in the middle of the night. The horn sounded.

Xu Xin rolled his eyes:

"Hurry up, hurry up... What a rush! You just came back, can't we get together tomorrow?"

"Ah! I can't wait! Let's go, let's play!"

Listening to Faxiao's urging, Xu Xin opened the door and got into the lead Hummer.

Looks like tonight is another night where you don't get drunk and don't return.

…

Xu Xin's childhood is a child who grew up together.

From running all over the mountains with bare buttocks, to now driving a car and blowing up the streets without public morality...

This matter is actually not unusual in Shenmu.

Shenmu has coal.

Too rich.

The Qilin Avenue at night is the best drag racing track for these people.

Unfortunately, today Xu Xin won't let them blow up the streets no matter what.

Honestly go to the nightclub to play and it's over.

But in the car, he still took the initiative to report the itinerary to his girlfriend:

"Fa Xiao knew I was back, and planned to sing."

"Got it, go. Don't drive after drinking, promise me!"

Yang Mi didn't even ask whether to go to KTV or a nightclub, but sent out her only request.

"Well, I know. I'll ask someone to arrange a driver in a while, don't worry."

"Okay, have fun."

"Um."

After sending the message and closing the phone, Xu Xin suddenly patted the car window a few times:

"Let's go! Play tonight! Play until dawn!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Including the two people in the back seat and the driver, several young people laughed out loud.

…

Xu Xin's "ingredients" are quite complicated.

There are cousins who grew up together, and there are classmates from several nearby villages after primary school, both male and female.

They were all children who grew up together. Under the premise of being instilled in childhood that "you should unite after going out", this man and woman joined together closely in order not to be looked down upon by their classmates in the county at that time after they entered junior high school.

And the few children played well, which also let the adults who are not from the same village let go of many barriers.

The relationship has become better.

Although when we grow up, everyone will go to Yanjing, I will go to Shanghai, and he will go to Guangzhou and Guangdong, so they will be scattered everywhere. But during the few days when we get together at the end of each year, we still like to get together to play, just like when we were young.

It's just that I don't know when it started, the place to play changed from running around in the streets of the village to an Internet cafe game hall. From an Internet cafe game hall to a nightclub...

At the same time, there are also male or female publicists around...

But the bond that has been together since childhood has always closely linked the big guys together.

Regardless of each other.

It's just...Xu Xin, the group's hair boy, was dissatisfied with keeping his mouth shut about what he was doing now and why he suddenly sat at the first table this year.

Filled his stomach with yellow soup.

But Xu Xin didn't say anything about it.

I just made an appointment to go to his house tomorrow to pick up a gift.

During the few days of filming, he prepared a lot of Jay Chou's various things.

From albums to Jay Chou’s scarves, hats, and rings...it’s like bandits entering a village and searching for it.

The purpose is to send messages to this group.

Who made everyone like Jay Chou?

But there is only so much that can be done... At least on the day of ancestor worship, before a few great-grandfathers "read out" his achievements, he can't reveal his secret surprise of doing things for the Olympics.

Time passed slowly.

Just when Xu Sanjin was worried that his body fat percentage had risen severely due to his eating and drinking for a few days, and the outline of his abdominal muscles began to fade when he rose to the point...

The last New Year's Eve of 2006... came quietly.

Early on the 31st of the Chinese New Year, the two high-priced chef teams are already busy.

The men, women and children in Xujiawan rushed to the ancestral graves wearing red flowers on their chests and holding various grave-sweeping tools.

As I said before, the Xujiawan branch is not a famous family.

The ancestors were not historical celebrities.

The most famous ancestors of the past dynasties were nothing more than scholars in the Qing Dynasty, and finally achieved the status of an official in the yamen, that's all.

But even so, ancestors are ancestors.

The people in the village took hoes, sickles and the like, and worked diligently to sweep the graves of their ancestors and cut the weeds before going to their immediate ancestors.

Xu Xin and Xu Miao followed behind their father and began to clean up the graves one by one.

Finally, they finally cleared up to a tombstone.

Xu Daqiang stopped.

Xu Xin and Xu Miao respectfully kowtowed their heads in front of the tombstone, and then gently cleaned up the withered weeds on the grave.

Not for anything else, just because the mother of the two brothers is sleeping here.

Xu Daqiang just stood on the side, his eyes focused and sad, and whispered in a voice that no one else could hear:

"Damn it, Sanjin is back...you're promising..."

…

For Xu Xin, every time he came to his mother's grave, it was a reluctant farewell.

Because he seems to have endless words every time.

Trust mother can hear.

I am afraid that my mother will not hear.

And every time, Xu Daqiang will leave enough time for the brothers.

After all the papers were burnt and the grave sweeping was over, I came over and called the brothers to leave together.

After sweeping the tomb, it was time for the ancestor worship ceremony.

The prison sacrifices dedicated to the ancestors have been set up. As the longest elder in Xujiawan, Xu Xin's second grandpa led the whole village to start worshiping the ancestors.

First set off cannons at the entrance of the village to welcome the return of the ancestors, then offer incense, read blessings, and serve rice soup, wine, gizzards, etc. After all these procedures were completed, before the whole village stood respectfully in the square of the ancestral hall, the second grandpa unfolded the red paper.

Start to recite Guci.

From this moment on, Xu Xin basically couldn't hear what the second grandpa was saying...

I just feel the blood rushing to my brain.

The tinnitus sounded again.

until…

He heard this passage:

"Xu's male, Li Xin, 22 years old, studying in the capital, was called by the country to join...the working group for the opening and closing ceremonies of the 29th Yanjing Olympic Games. Striving for glory, honoring the great family, and following the example of the future, is meritorious deeds, succession and inheritance, abiding by family rules, carrying forward ancestral merits, ancestral merits are great, ancestral virtues are brilliant, forever, Xumen Hongguang! The gift is complete, Fu Wei Enjoy!"

"The gift is complete, and Fu Wei is still enjoying it!"

Instinctively, Xu Daqiang, Xu Miao, and Xu Xin followed the second grandpa and shouted under the surprised eyes of the whole village in Xujiawan.

The uninformed people in Xujiawan were a little confused.

Looking in surprise at Xu Xin whose face was flushed...

Three Golds... What did you join just now?

The working group for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games?

? ? ? ? ?

All eyes were on Xu Xin, looking at the scene where the family of three sitting at the first table today went up to touch the gold paper and kowtow after the old man shouted the word "worship the ancestors"...

looked blank.

There is even a faint sense of unreality.

Do you know about the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games?

Still need to ask? For sure.

Didn’t Lao Mouzi be appointed to do it?

The torch was only made in summer, and it’s quite beautiful...

Why did this suddenly have something to do with San Jin?

Sanjin... Didn't he go to school in Yenching?

A college student... It would be understandable if he was a volunteer or something. But...the working group for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games...shouldn't be a very volunteer organization, right?

Could it be that Sanjin was really summoned by Lao Mouzi?

That's the problem.

Called over to be a sham.

Three golds... Will he spread it?

As a child who grew up under their noses, which one of them doesn't know what Xu Xin is like?

It really is from bare buttocks to long hair, and watching the child grow step by step.

Baby is a good baby, true.

But... why did it suddenly have something to do with the Olympics?

Seeing Xu Daqiang's smile almost reaching the ears after prostrating, a group of people still couldn't understand.

Ouch...

Didn’t see it.

Although I know that San Jin has become an artist.

Can…

Can he and Lao Mouzi be friends? Can a student... be a Sarah?

If you only work part-time, serve some tea and water...

Will this be too grand?

Countless people put this doubt in their hearts... because of what, thinking about this job... Although it can prove Xu Xin's ability, it seems to be too grand to say in front of the ancestors, right?

Somewhat contrary to common sense.

But today is a good day.

No matter what, the children in his own village won the honor.

Although he had an unexpected attitude, since the clan elders had no objections, it meant that San Jin must also be an excellent child.

No one would make others feel uncomfortable in front of their ancestors on this kind of day.

So, after Xu Daqiang and his two sons finished worshiping, everyone began to worship their ancestors one after another.

Then... the bustling ancestor worship banquet just started.

As usual, respected old people in the village served as the first table, and these people also knew exactly what Xu Xin had done.

So looking at Xu Xin's attitude is kind.

Keep boasting that the child is promising.

Xu Daqiang couldn't be happier when he heard it.

He hasn't had a drink yet, and his face has turned red.

And Xu Xin's face was also red.

A sense of honor and mission, on this occasion, made him feel... as if there were some kind and encouraging existences, observing him, admiring him, giving him a kind of silent care and encouragement, and boundless What an endless joy.

And when his father led him to toast, Xu Xin seemed to have a feeling in his heart.

subconsciously looked back in one direction...

Empty.

But for some reason, he felt a warmth.

A kind of warmth engraved in the memory, in the bones, and in the deepest part of the heart.

It made his nose a little sour all of a sudden.

He didn't know if it was his hallucination... but he could feel this warm moment, and in his vague memory, a vague figure with a ponytail appeared vaguely.

She hummed a soft song and looked down at herself.

Obviously I couldn't see the face clearly, but through the singing, I passed the best, softest, and warmest tenderness to myself bit by bit.

That is the simplest and best wish and wish:

Be good, baby, you must be happy, happy, and grow up healthy and healthy.

Mom will watch over you.

my darling.

Forever.

…

For the parents, Xu Daqiang's family undoubtedly showed their faces this year.

The child is promising...Although I was wondering why Xu Xin was able to join the Olympic working group, I also wondered why the old man agreed with the whole disc...

How the hell... did it take such a big credit.

But still the same sentence, as long as the ancestors are happy with this meal, the descendants will be happy too.

After all, the child is promising.

But for Xu Xin, the first table didn't take long.

After sitting for a while, he couldn't stand the boys shouting there. After he got his father's permission, he quickly sat at the table that belonged to the young people.

Drink and eat.

There are always many topics for young people.

And Xu Xin joined Zhang Yimou's working group. For them, there is no special empathy... On the contrary, gossip means more.

For example, what Zhang Yimou is like in private, for example, which celebrities Xu Xin has met.

Where was Xu Xin when "Golden Armor" was filmed? Did you see Gong Li and Zhou Renfa...

Then I realized belatedly that Xu Xin brought so many things signed by Jay Chou this time... Didn't he just ask for them from the "Golden Armor" crew?

Then the gossip at this table became uncontrollable.

Until Xu Yang, who was two months away from Xu Xin’s birthday, said:

"I really like Jiang Chan..."

attracted the approval of a group of young people:

"Yes, yes, she is so beautiful..."

Xu Xin's face turned green...

My girlfriend is considered missed.

When I told Yang Mi about this in the afternoon, she was overjoyed.

But no matter what, the entertainment industry seems so mysterious and longing for Xu Xin's childhood.

Xu Xin didn't play tricks with them, and made a promise in front of a group of people:

"I don't have time for these two years. When you all graduate, come to Yanjing to find me. Let's have dinner with Jay Chou and Yang Mi."

If it were someone else, the promise would be exciting enough.