Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

   Squeak!

  The door on one side opened, and the old man stretched out his head to see Wen Xu and asked, "Why are you here at this time?"

Wen Xu who opened the door for Wen Xu called him the second elder brother. This second elder brother is not Wen Shigui, but Wen Shikuan. He belongs to the lineage of Wen Xu's great uncle, and is farther away from Wen Xu's blood, although he looks younger than Wen Shigui. She is about ten years older, but her real age is one year younger. She looks old, and her body is not too healthy. Living in the ancestral hall is for the elderly.

  Wen Xu said with a smile: "Bring some wine to the old man, and bring some to the old brothers along the way."

   Wen Xu entered the door as she said that, and stepped into the door. Wen Xu couldn't help being startled, because she felt that her foot had stepped on something soft.

   Aww!

   At the same time, a soft roar sounded.

  Wen Xu took a closer look, and found that at some point, a Bawanglin was lying inside the door, and its tail was right on the ground near the door.

  Wen Xu immediately asked, "Why is this thing here?"

"This is not the one in the village. This one is a female. She is a bit timid. She usually hides when someone comes. You are fine. It is not afraid of you. If it is afraid of you, you have no chance." See it. Who would you know that Brother Nine met in the wild and followed him all the way back?" Wen Shikuan said with a smile.

Wen Xu immediately knew who it was just by taking a look at it. Now Wen Xu was thinking in his head whether he should clean up this batch of people in the space, or else they would be misled by the scum, and they will be picked up one after another in the future. Follow the crooked, how come?

   "What are you doing in a daze, come in!" Wen Shikuan pulled Wen Xu, let Bai Niu and Dong Liang in, and then gently closed the door.

   "Second brother, are you playing cards?"

As soon as he entered the gate, Wen Xu saw three old men sitting beside a stone table under the pomegranate tree in the middle of the yard, and Yi Shui was the old brothers of the family. There was a light pole next to the stone table, and a solar street lamp The tiles near the table were brightly lit, and there was a mahjong set on the stone table, which seemed to be in progress.

   "Wen Xu is here!"

  The remaining three older brothers greeted each other.

  Wen Xu also brought two bottles of wine and put them on the table: "Take a few sips when you are free!"

   "This wine isn't good, it's too expensive, and it's depressing and sad to drink!" A person picked it up to have a look, and found that it was Wuliangye, so he immediately put it back.

   "Yes, yes, we are not destined to drink this, we should just drink Yanghe, and we also like the taste of that wine," another said with a smile.

   "By the way, old brothers, did you have any conflicts with the old Taoist?" Wen Xu turned his head and looked around, and found that there was no one in the front yard, so he opened his mouth and asked.

"Whoever has any conflicts with him, we are not interested in fighting with him. He asked for it on his own. He insisted on arguing with Grandpa Jiu. In the end, he couldn't say no to Grandpa Jiu, so he was just blowing his beard and staring and getting angry." Wen Shikuan sat He returned to his seat, said something with a smile, and began to draw cards.

  Wen Xu was confused by these words, and asked directly: "With Grandpa Ninth? Grandpa Ninth is out of his mind, what's the old man talking about with him?"

   "Huh! Do you think this can't be discussed? The two of them talked speculatively, and now they are probably still playing chess in the Ear Court!" Wen Shikuan said with a smile.

"what!"

  Wen Xu feels that his three views have been refreshed. This old man is ugly, and he still likes to play chess with an old man with dementia? Could it be that there are demons haunting this sky?

Thinking of this, Wenxu subconsciously looked at the sky above his head, and found a bright moon hanging high above his head, like a big disc, indescribably bright and bright, and he couldn't tell that there was any dark moon and high winds at all. , the taste of the wind blowing yellow sand.

"Daxu, take this wine back. If the old man drinks it, let the old man drink it. We really can't drink this! It's like what the old seven said. If you don't have this life, you will fall asleep after drinking six or seven hundred and one bottles of wine. No way!" Wen Shikuan said.

After hearing this, Wen Xu was no longer polite, picked up the wine and walked towards the ear courtyard. The so-called ear courtyard is Wen Xu's term, which means that there are two small doors on the east and west sides of the first courtyard you enter, and there is a small door inside each of the small doors. The courtyard, where the shrine guardians live, there is no ear courtyard in the backyard, and the shrine guardians live in the small ear room next to the altar at night.

  Walking out of the west courtyard, Wen Xu immediately saw a room in the small courtyard with a light on, and two figures were clearly shining on the window.

   "Who is it?"

  The people in the house heard footsteps in the courtyard and asked immediately.

  Wen Xu knew it was Grandpa Jiu's voice as soon as he heard it. If he listened to it at this time, he would never believe that the speaker had a brain problem, and he was a very normal person.

   "I am Wen Xu!"

"Oh!"

   "Who is it?" Wen Xu just answered, raised his foot, and the people in the room asked again.

  Wen Xu didn't answer this time, because he knew that the old man would forget what he said just now as soon as he turned his face. If he answered, it would be endless, so he opened the small door and bent down into the room with the wine in his hand.

The room is not big, about forty square meters. There is a wooden bed near the west wall. On the right hand of entering the door is an Eight Immortals table with four benches. Near the window are two Taishi chairs and a small square table. Now Grandpa Jiu is talking to the old man. Sit face to face and play Go.

   "Oh, Renting is here!"

   Waiting for Wen Xu to enter the room, Grandpa Ninth recognized Wen Xu as Wen Xu's grandfather as usual.

  Wen Xu smiled at the old man, and then put the wine on the table. The old man stared at him with a pair of mouse eyes and said, "You are dishonest. I asked you to give Maotai, and you still have Wuliangye!"

   "No? Don't want me to take it away!" Hearing this, Wen Xu immediately picked up the three bottles of Wuliangye.

  The old Taoist said immediately after hearing this: "Put it down, put it down, why are you so excited!"

Snapped!

Just when the old man reached out his hand to signal Wen Xu to put down the wine, suddenly the ninth grandfather on the opposite side uttered politely, reached out and patted the old man's almost bald head: "Bald! Just move chess, you insult my family!" Is my brother worthy?"

  Suddenly, the old man became furious: "I said old guy, how many times have I told you, don't pat my head! Be careful I will beat you!"

   "Who are you hitting? See if I can't kill you!" Grandpa Ninth also rolled up his sleeves.

  The old Taoist also stroked his sleeves and stood up, pointed at Grandpa Ninth's chest, and poked it: "I'll kill you!"

   "I'll kill you!" Grandpa Ninth also stretched out his finger and poked the old Daoist's chest.

So the two of them, with Wen Xu's stunned expressions, you poked me once, I poked you once, and poked about thirty times back and forth, but Wen Xu didn't find any sign of who killed the other, anyway, let Wen Xu wait They all yawned a little.

   "Stop arguing, let's play chess!" The old man flicked his sleeves and shouted loudly.

   "Play chess, just play chess!" Grandpa Jiu also shouted angrily.

   Then the two sat down, and suddenly started playing chess quietly again!

At this time, Wen Xu felt that he had seen two mental illnesses. The ninth grandfather was mentally ill. He was originally a person with a lot of forgetfulness, but this ugly old man didn't know what to say to Wen Xu. He really doubted it. This old man is actually mentally ill in essence.

Thinking of this, Wen Xu stood next to the chessboard and watched the two play chess. After watching for a while, Wen Xu couldn't help being surprised again, because Wen Xu could see that Grandpa Ninth, an old forgetful man, played chess quite well. Being seasoned both offensively and defensively is not only not losing the wind, but also vaguely gaining the upper hand.

   "Grandpa Jiu, you actually know how to play Go?"

   "Hush!"

   Before Wen Xu finished speaking, Lao Dao and Grandpa Ninth raised their fingers at the same time and put them on their lips.

So Wen Xu calmed down, quietly watching a pair of vulgar old men playing chess, after watching it for a while, Wen Xu found it interesting, because Grandpa Ninth had almost no rules to find here, one hammer here and another stick, that's all This move made the old man frown from time to time, forced to deal with it.

   It looked interesting, but Wen Xu didn't say a word, just watched from the side with folded arms.

   After a game of chess, two consecutive catastrophes actually formed, no one can be sure of life and death, and an extremely rare draw appeared!

Grandpa Jiu looked very good here, looked at Wen Xu and asked, "Ren Ting, are you here to worship your ancestors? I saw your memorial tablet on the altar, but there is no hood, those boys made me scold you." , you and I are still strong, why don't you have a veil?"

The so-called head covering means that after a certain age, the old man will make a spiritual seat. At this time, the person is not dead, and a cloth cover is used to cover the spiritual seat. Firstly, it means that the person is not dead, and secondly, it is also to protect the old man. The qi on his body made the old man work for another few years. This is almost the same as the fact that the old man has not died but the family has to prepare a coffin. Therefore, only the deceased person's spiritual seat on the altar has no cover. Grandpa Ninth has not passed away. Although the spiritual seat is still there, there must be a hood on it, and Wen Xu's grandfather Wen Renting naturally cannot have a hood. Everyone died in their early ten years.

"Oh!"

  Wen Xu didn't know how to answer this question, so he hummed.

  After hearing this, Grandpa Ninth turned his head and said to the old Taoist: "Baldy, continue?"

   "I'm not bald!"

   "You are bald!"

Just as Wen Nu was dumbfounded again, the two old men stretched out their fingers again, you poked me and I poked you, one called bald, the other clamored that he was not bald, the two old men came and went, making them warm The worldview is about to collapse.

  Finally, Wen Xu couldn't stand the two old men, so he picked up the curtain and came out again. When he got to the front hall, he saw the four old cousins ​​looking at him and laughing.

   "How is it? Now you know why?"

   Wen Xu nodded: "Are you two mentally ill?"

   "So, we drove them all to the west courtyard, and we live in the east courtyard, so let them argue as they like"

   These words made the remaining three people laugh.

   "Okay, old brothers, I'm leaving!" Wen Xu was about to go back.

   "Aren't you going to offer incense to your family?" Wen Shikuan asked.

   Wen Xu thought about it, since Xin Dao is here, he should offer incense sticks to his great-grandfather, grandfather and parents before leaving! So nodded.

"I'll take you!"

   "No need, I'll just go in by myself!"

   "Okay, go in by yourself, the doors inside are not locked, watch out for the dog!"

   "It's okay!" After Wen Xu replied, he called Dong Liang softly, and then Dong Liang, who was lying on the steps of the door, stood up and walked to Wen Xu's side, and Dabai also came over and followed Wen Xu at this time.

Wen Xu didn't notice that Dabai was following him, so he raised his foot and walked towards the second door, pushed open the second door, and directly opposite was a big house, inside which were the first to third generation ancestors of Wenjia Village To Wen Xu, this position surpassed the nine generations of the originator, but now all the people in Wenjia Village are descended from three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, no one can deny this.

   Arriving here, Wen Xu picked up the incense, lightly lit it and fanned out the fire, held it in his hand respectfully, knelt down and kowtowed a few times towards the portrait, and then inserted it into the incense burner on the stage.

After bypassing the altar and passing through the big house, there is another courtyard, and there is another room directly opposite, which contains the names of all the people written in the current genealogy of Wenjia Village. What is Wu's and Zhang's? It's written next to the tablet, and there is no name at all, so it is already difficult to distinguish the origin and the like.

Pushing open the door, there is a trapezoidal high platform in front of the left and right hands, which is full of memorial tablets, and in the middle of the door are still the tablets of the three ancestors. The three of them are the largest, and the first-generation tablet in the middle is almost It is half a person tall, and placed in the highest position. The tablet is surrounded by dragons and mist, which is quite gorgeous. It is dark mahogany with gold letters on a tile-blue background, full of momentum. The two next to it are just a little smaller. The left side is the son of the person in the middle, the right side is the son of the person on the left, and the grandson of the middle tablet. According to the tradition of respecting the left, the ancestors of the fourth generation are on the left, the ancestors of the fifth generation are on the right, the altar of the sixth generation ancestors is half a point shorter, and they are on the left, and the ancestors of the seventh generation are on the right and half a point shorter than the fifth generation ancestors. In Wen Renting's generation, he went to the right again, while Wen Xu's father went to the left.

Wen Xu still took incense here, kowtowed to the great-grandfather first, and put the incense on, and then the grandfather and parents told them again that they were getting married and would have children soon, and asked the ancestors to bless their three children safe Birth also blesses the offspring of one's own lineage to continue to multiply, and at the same time blesses one's children to have enough wisdom to keep their own secrets and pass on their own space from generation to generation.

Anyway, Wen Xu asked his ancestors for a lot of things, and Wen Xu felt that he was not afraid that they would not do it. If they did not do it, no one would benefit. Farewell to the ancestors, isn't it fun?

Anyway, Wen Xu is not too long-winded here, and it’s okay to go back so early, just chatting slowly to the memorial tablet here, remembering one thing and talking about one thing, and finally listening to Dongliang next to him began to doze off, Dabai almost fell asleep Even the leaves of the young saplings in the courtyard at the entrance were eaten up, and Wen Xu had finished chatting with her ancestors.