Chapter 99： Accident (1)

Chapter 99 Accident (1)

The ancestor worship began before dawn.

Ning Yue and his group first went to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, and there was a big Zhao character written on the innermost row, and their ancestors were indeed surnamed Zhao.

After offering the sacrifices and kneeling down to the ancestors, a platform was set up outside the ancestral hall to perform rituals for the recently deceased second old man. The rituals will be completed by the Taoist priest of Qingxu Temple and will last for a full seven days. During these seven days, they will come to worship once in the morning and evening, and they will leave a vigil at night.

Every year from the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month to the third day of the new year, it is the day when the rich and powerful give porridge and clothes to the poor. In previous years, they were all presented by the most prominent heads of the Chen family and the Ma family, and this year the Qingxu Temple also came.

Ma's family mainly sends some miscellaneous grain porridge, steamed buns and cotton-padded clothes.

The Chen family is even richer, sending roasted sweet potatoes, boiled egg quilts and cotton shoes.

The priests of Qingxu Temple presented blessing cakes and pickles.

Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, the gifts are extra rich. The miscellaneous grain porridge has become bacon rice, the roasted sweet potatoes have become butter pumpkin cakes, and there are some more candies. Each child can receive ten copper coins for the new year. until.

In front of the three large sheds, it was soon full of people.

A mother of the Ma family said: "Don't worry, don't worry, take your time, line up, and don't jump in line. Whoever jumps in line will lose everything from the three families!"

Mrs. Chen took Ning Yue's hand and came to the storage area, and said with a smile, "They all play cards in the room, but you are fine, you must come with me to blow the northwest wind!"

While helping Mrs. Chen to count the cotton clothes, Ning Yue said truthfully: "Actually... I want to come to see Big Sister, will Big Sister come?"

Mrs. Chen said to the maid beside her, "Go to Chen's house and ask, when will their second grandma come?"

"Yes!" The servant girl walked away with small steps.

The shed was very busy, but Mrs. Chen sent someone to go without saying a word, which shows that Mrs. Chen really cared about her affairs. Ning Yue gave Chen a grateful look: "Thank you Fifth Aunt."

"Thank you? One family doesn't talk about two families!" Chen frowned at Ning Yue, and continued to count the cotton clothes.

The servant girl came back soon, her face was not very good, she glanced at Ning Yue, and whispered a few words to Mrs Chen, before finishing speaking, Mrs Chen raised her hand: "I see, you can take the padded coat over!"

The servant girl went with her tidied cotton clothes.

Ning Yue looked at Mrs. Chen, and asked worriedly, "Fifth Aunt, what's wrong? Has something happened to my eldest sister?"

"Oh, it's not your eldest sister!" Mrs. Chen smiled, "It's my nephew! Eldest nephew! He fell ill again and was lying in the house. The eldest grandma was busy taking care of him, and no one in the house took care of him. Your sister I'll go up to it. Forget it, let's not talk about him, let's talk about something happy during the Chinese New Year."

"Okay." Even so, Ning Yue felt an uneasy feeling in her heart, as if...something was about to happen.

After counting the cotton clothes, Mrs. Chen began to count the copper coins: "Come on, Yue'er, help Auntie string them together, ten copper coins in a string."

Ning Yue nodded and strung up the copper plates. There are too many servants, and they will be gone in a while, and there are still some manual work of carrying and cooking, and Chen naturally won't let her do it.

She was free.

Sweeping his eyes, he found an old woman wearing a one-eyed patch sitting on the floor of the shed of the Taoist temple. She had white hair and a childlike face, and she had a very good temperament, but she was dressed too poorly. The cotton-padded jacket and trousers were washed yellow, and her shoes were patched.

In front of her, there was a piece of paper and several medicine bottles, with the words "Longevity Pill, ten taels per piece" written in vigorous italics.

Longevity pills cost a thousand taels in the market, but she is a hundred times cheaper!

(end of this chapter)