Yang Huaming saw Yang Huazhong fell into silence, and he couldn't bear to complain about his third brother anymore.

Because such a third brother is his third brother. If he were to be a bully, or a shrewd and sophisticated person, he would not be his third brother.

So Yang Huaming came over again and said to Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, don't be sad. It's my fault. I shouldn't have said those words to hurt your heart and embarrass you. I just couldn't help but acted stupidly."

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Yang Huazhong also raised his head. He looked at his younger brother lovingly and patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing. Third brother is not sad. Third brother is just anxious. He wants to go home quickly and go up the mountain to burn incense."

Dad's legs are disabled and it is inconvenient for him to walk on the ground. Now he is the oldest and senior among the several rooms in Lao Yang's family.

In the past few years, no matter whether it was the Chinese New Year or special festivals such as the Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival, I always took everyone from the old Yang family up the mountain to worship.

"Third brother, I know you are anxious, and you are anxious and I am anxious too, but this matter cannot be rushed. We have special circumstances this time. I believe our ancestors can understand!"

Yang Huazhong nodded and looked into the distance through the car window.

In the distance are fields, with villages of all sizes connected in the middle. The fields are barren in winter, with small clusters of new green emerging from the dark soil. This is when rapeseed begins to emerge.

But the grass on the roadside is covered with dry grass, and the water in the fields and ditches has dried up. The big trees that shaded the village in spring and summer, as well as the trees on the roadside that provide shade for newcomers, are now basically bare and tall.

There are three or two black bird's nests left in the middle of the tree trunk.

The birds can no longer spend the winter in such an unprotected nest. In the autumn, they fly with the team over Mianniu Mountain and go further south to hide from the winter. They can only return together when the flowers bloom in spring next year.

If Yang Huazhong had seen this scene normally, for an old farmer, his heart would definitely be filled with a touch of loneliness.

But this time, he didn't have those sad emotions.

On the contrary, my heart became increasingly anxious and expectant.

why?

Because even such a desolate scene cannot block the joy of the people in those villages during the New Year.

Since walking out of the city, the sound I have heard the most is the sound of firecrackers. Unlike the bustling streets in the county where there are so many restrictions, in the countryside, during the Chinese New Year, every household has to worship their ancestors and go to their ancestors' places.

Incense is burned in front of the grave and firecrackers are set off.

Wisps of white smoke rose in the wilderness behind the village, and the smell of sulfur floated in the air.

"We haven't arrived home yet, and we don't know how they are doing at home right now. Logically speaking, we should go up the mountain and finish burning the incense."

Yang Huazhong smelled the smell of sulfur, listened to the sound of firecrackers all around, and looked at the direction of the sun above his head. He couldn't help but ask Yang Huaming this question.

Yang Huaming chuckled, "Third brother, don't worry. Without Butcher Zhang, can we still eat pigs with hair on them? Our father probably ordered Lao Wu to lead the team and take everyone to burn incense in the mountains."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "I think so, but I'm worried that Lao Wu and the others won't be able to find a place."

There is no mountain climbing this fall.

The so-called Kaishan means that the village is organizing every household to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and divide different areas according to the number of people with clan surnames.

The floods this summer disrupted the plans of many villages. There was no large-scale firewood cutting activity organized. Instead, only scattered villagers went up the mountain to cut firewood and gather pine hair, so the growth of firewood and trees will be crazier than before.

, covering the narrow path leading to the ancestral graveyard, making it unclear for people to recognize.

"Third brother, you are so worried. Even if the fifth brother doesn't recognize him, there are still brothers Huamao and the others. The road is always on the lips." Yang Huaming comforted him again.

Yang Huazhong hummed, "By the way, we also agreed to distribute disaster relief food to everyone this morning... This plan is completely messed up."

When talking about the relief food, Yang Huaming laughed.

"Third brother, no wonder Qing'er said, now I find that you are really worried about your life!"

After worrying about ancestor worship, I now worry about providing food for disaster relief.

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly, "Lao Wangtou's family made such a big fuss yesterday, and I also made a promise to everyone to share the food this morning, but I ran away again..."

Yang Huaming said: "Third brother, don't worry, even if you are not at home, there are Lao Wu and Da'an at the ancestor worship area. As for sharing the food for disaster relief, haha, have you forgotten Qing'er? Their siblings will definitely help you with it.

That’s right!”

Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, they handle things more carefully than me."

Just as Yang Huaming guessed, it was morning in Changping Village and the sun was very bright. As soon as the continuous light rain of the past few days stopped, the sun shone out and everything became bright and vivid.

In addition, the Chinese New Year, a grand and special festival, is here to bless us, so the atmosphere is particularly good.

No, early in the morning Yang Ruoqing brought Dazhi to the yard of Yang Huazhong's house next door. Several village elders were also invited by Yang Ruoqing. In addition, Yang Ruoqing also transferred a few men from the transportation team to help distribute grain and food.

Weighing grain.

Several men were invited to come over to do things, and several village elders were called over to sit in and maintain order.

As for Dazhi, he, a dignified scholar, is responsible for being the accountant today.

In order to prevent chaos in the yard, Yang Ruoqing also used ropes to pull two or three passages from the entrance to the middle of the yard. Each family sent two representatives to line up to share the food. No one else was allowed to enter the yard.

Waiting on the road.

As for waiting, it was first come, first served. Lao Yangtou was sitting at the door of the yard, holding a tobacco pole in his left hand and a number plate written in advance in his right hand. He looked like the old security guard at the entrance of the rural credit cooperative, who was responsible for handling business for those who came to do business.

The customer deals the cards and calls the number.

Old Yangtou did this job with great enthusiasm, especially when the villagers who came to share the food in great excitement were blocked at the gate, and they gathered around Old Yangtou and called him to inquire, and Old Yangtou even more

It feels like one has great power and overwhelming power.

After a while, a bunch of similar old men gathered around him. Everyone got their number plates, and seeing that it was still early, they simply sat next to Lao Yang, smoking and chatting, waiting for their numbers to be called.

There is a number plate and there is no need to fight for it, so everyone feels at ease.

Unlike in the past when you wanted to share something, you and I fought over each other. Some people took advantage of the fact that they were strong men and insisted on queuing up and disrupting order, thus leaving those who were not strong, or orphans and widowers.

The vulnerable groups of mothers feel very insecure.

Things are different today. Even if you are a weak widow, as long as you get the number plate, you don’t have to worry about someone jumping in front of you, because Yang Ruoqing has posted the rules at the gate, and someone is there to keep an eye on them.

Anyone who wants to jump in line will be pushed out directly.

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