The tractor drove all the way, and they chatted all the way.

Others sat for a while and then stood up and looked around.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it slowly changed from a bustling street to a country road, then to a small town, and then passed a rice field.

They also went from looking full of novelty to slowly becoming listless and squatting there.

Ye Yaodong turned his head and glanced inadvertently, feeling that their car looked like refugees.

From the middle of the night to the dark of the next day, the journey was bumpy. Everyone couldn't bear it anymore, and they were also a little doubtful. But when it came to this, they could only firmly believe that Ye Yaodong was not lying.

It was Ye Yaodong who said this at the beginning. He is now the richest person in his family. He felt that there was no need to lie to them, so he believed it.

Moreover, with the cooperation of an old lady, they also knew a little about the old man's past.

It's just that the long journey makes people doubt their life.

Those who originally believed it became a little uneasy, wondering if they would be taken to some bad place.

When the sky was covered with sunset, they entered a village. After a while, they immediately heard lively voices.

Everyone became energetic instantly.

Everyone stood up and looked outside with surprise on their faces.

"arrive?"

"We should have arrived, right? It's almost dark, we've been in the car for so long."

"Ah, I saw the running water mat..."

"We are all eating. There is a running water table. We started eating in the evening. There were quite a lot of people."

"Just in time haha..."

Ye Yaodong was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Ye Yaohai couldn't understand everyone's local dialect.

"Is that the ancestral hall over there in front?"

Ye Yaohai also stood up and said affirmatively: "Yes, it's the entrance of the ancestral hall. The big red flowers are tied on top of the door. You must be tired after sitting in the car for so long. Get off the car and have a good rest later."

"I recognize the traditional Chinese character 'Ye' on the plaque. It should be right here. It can't be wrong."

"It's so majestic. The walls are so high and painted with red paint. The door is taller than both of us..."

Ye Yaohai smiled and said: "The overseas Chinese paid for it, and everyone built it. After all, it is an ancestral temple. No matter where you are, your ancestors are here. This is also the root of everyone. Of course, it must be built well. Good for the ancestors, and good for everyone."

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Father Ye and the others hurriedly reconciled, "It's good for our ancestors and good for everyone. We also prepared a red envelope before we came out, and we also contributed, but we just don't know who to give it to. Please hand it over for us later."

He smiled and said, "Uncle, you are so polite. You even gave me red envelopes."

"You want it. This ancestral hall has been completed. Although overseas Chinese have contributed money, of course the red envelope for Bao Gong's family must be given. This is a happy event."

"You guys are really particular about people."

While talking, everyone also took out the red envelopes in their luggage bags, all wrapped in red paper, with their names written on them.

Since it was contracted to the ancestral hall government, Ye Yaohai definitely couldn't reject it.

But he didn't take it either.

"Don't be anxious, everyone. Get out of the car first. I will lead you to the clan elders later. You can just hand them over to the clan elders."

"That's okay too."

After everyone waited for the tractor to stop at the door, they all jumped down.

The people eating around, men and women, all looked at this group of people curiously.

The group of them also looked curiously at the villagers eating, and then at the magnificent ancestral hall at the back. Everyone had smiles on their faces, and they all felt a little proud. It turned out that their roots were here.

Falling leaves returning to their roots is something everyone has in mind, but they have been rooted in Baisha Village all their lives and have no sense of belonging here.

But it is still an ancestral hall and the roots of the old man.

Ye Yaohai greeted the people around him as he walked, and the people around him looked at them happily and whispered curiously.

They followed Ye Yaohai obediently, watching him ask questions, and then led them into the ancestral hall.

Then he led them to a square table inside. There were several old men talking there. There were a pile of red paper and pen and ink on the table.

Ye Yaohai greeted the old men and introduced each other to them in Mandarin.

The clan elders also said a lot of things to them in local dialect that they didn't understand, and it was Ye Yaohai who translated them.

Father Ye, Uncle Ye and the others also greeted those people in broken Mandarin and told them what his grandfather's name was.

Ye Yaodong just smiled and listened happily. There were a lot of elders here, and it was not their turn to speak for the juniors.

Normally it doesn't matter, but these are the elders of the clan, and most of them are very old-fashioned.

After a while, his father and others all started to take out red envelopes, and the younger generations also followed suit. After all, they are all married, and after getting married, red envelopes are required for all relationships.

An old man took a writing brush to the red list, made a note for each of them, and wrote their names.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Ye Yaohai translated for them and said that after the ceremony tomorrow, he would record their names in the genealogy, under the line for their grandfather.

Then he took them outside to eat.

"Here are people who come to help, so we have food in charge. You are guests from afar, so of course you can sit down and eat together. I will eat here with you first, and I will ask the clan elders later.

Let’s see who has a vacant house for you to settle in. You may have to squeeze in.”

Ye Yaodong said quickly: "It doesn't matter. It's not that important when you go out. Just have a place to lie down and sleep."

"Okay, let's eat first."

Everyone was very hungry, but they didn't want to be too embarrassed or ugly when going out, so everyone restrained themselves.

After all, everyone in the village sees it, and many of them may be family members or relatives of wealthy overseas Chinese, so of course they have to leave a good impression.

While they were eating, some curious aunties came to talk to them enthusiastically, and they were able to communicate by gesticulating like chickens and ducks.

After eating, it was getting dark, and Ye Yaohai also arranged three rooms for them. The three separate families squeezed in for the first time.

It just so happened that they, father and son, shared the same room, which made it easier for them to talk.

After being assigned accommodation, they were taken to watch a big show.

I heard that a troupe has been invited to sing the opera for a week. It has been singing for 4 days, and there are still three days to go, just in time to finish singing the flowing water mat.

This period of time is the most lively in the village. There is a play in the afternoon and a play in the evening. As soon as all the nearby villages finish dinner, everyone brings their own benches and rushes over early to occupy a seat.

When they arrived, they could only stand on the outermost edge and look at a person's figure. There was a lot of noise around them, and they couldn't hear their voices clearly, so they had to listen to the chatter of the people on the side.

Everyone was talking about their own opinions, and if they couldn't be heard, they would each talk about their favorite topics.

They also chatted and inquired with everyone, and everyone around them was talking about the overseas Chinese.

Many people of the older generation say that life was hard in the past and they had no choice, so they smuggled themselves abroad. If there was a way, who would want to leave their hometown...

Unexpectedly, most of the fellow villagers who went out became successful, and now under the new series of policies, many overseas Chinese have come back to repay their hometown, and even the villagers in the village have benefited from it.

Ye Yaodong also followed up and asked the overseas Chinese if they had heard anything new. What everyone was most interested in was the topic of setting up a factory, so that the villagers would be able to find work.

Many people in the village saw how prosperous the overseas Chinese were when they returned. During this period, many people also went abroad to work one after another, setting off a craze for going abroad.

So they saw fewer young people in the village.

Ye Yaohai also stood and chatted with them, and asked if he had any family members who wanted to go abroad to work, and he could arrange it.

Ye Yaodong shook his head quickly, "My family doesn't have it. My eldest and second uncle don't know. Can I ask them tomorrow? My children are all young, the oldest is only 15 years old."

"It's okay if you're 15 years old."

"That won't work!" Father Ye immediately objected, "Ah Hai is the eldest grandson. How can he be sent abroad? He is only 15 years old. We have already arranged for him to go to the shipyard. He does not need to go abroad to work. He can still have a stable job at the shipyard."

"Ahai?"

Ye Yaohai was stunned for a moment, didn't Ah Hai call him?

"He's my eldest nephew. His name is Ye Chenghai. I don't know if there was anyone with your name in the previous generation. We are located by the sea, and most people in the village call him something like Hai."

Ye Yaopeng and Ye Yaohua just nodded. They didn't know much about talking, let alone Mandarin, so they just listened and watched the show.

This is so rare, it was rare to see it once in the past few years.

"Oh, that's it. I was just a little confused when I heard this name. There are a few people named Ahai in our village, and there are also people named Adong Anan, haha."

Ye Yaodong also laughed along.

Nowadays, people choose names very casually, with surname, seniority, and the last word being whatever they want.

There are also cases where only the first child has seniority, and the subsequent children do not have seniority and follow the trend, building a country, building an army, building a strong country, building... a lot.

"It's not bad to be able to join a shipyard. I'm only 15 years old. I'm very good. I'll have a solid job in the future."

Father Ye nodded happily, "Yes, this is all Dongzi's credit."

"A Dong is so powerful?"

"He is now President Ye..."
To be continued...