v3 Chapter 533： burn

There is an order for burning things to ancestors.

If it is something small, such as a college admission notice that does not need to alarm all ancestors, go to the graves of several ancestors who have a closer relationship with them and the order of the Qingming ancestor worship is basically the same.

If it is a doctoral diploma or something that needs to alarm all ancestors, go to the temple to burn first, and then burn to the ancestors' graves in the order of Qingming ancestor worship.

Jiang Feng's level is higher than the doctor's degree, so it is necessary to set off firecrackers not only to burn, but also to make the underground ancestors know that the juniors in the family have made a remarkable figure.

Of course, before burning, these copies must be appreciated by Jiang Feng's grandparents.

"Mom, look at this. This is a promotional photo taken when Xiaofeng was participating in the game. I purposely picked the best one for photocopying." Wang Xiulian started to introduce her copy to Grandma Jiang Feng one by one.

Grandma Jiang Feng squinted her eyes to see the copied photos, and the smile on her face never closed. "I have seen this. We have all watched the live broadcast of Xiaofeng."

"Yeah, yeah, sister, our family watched the live broadcast together during Xiaofeng's game." Auntie quickly agreed.

Wang Xiulian ignored him, and continued to introduce the next one: "Mom, look at this. When Xiaofeng took the runner-up to receive the prize, I deliberately cut the screen, and it was a good cut."

"My dad's hand is a copy of" Zhiwei "published in January, covering the dishes made by Xiaofeng, an exclusive interview! Very exclusive, only a particularly famous chef can get an exclusive interview. "

Grandma Jiang Feng smiled with a copy full of characters.

"Also these are related reports of Taifeng Building, all of which have Xiaofeng's name."

"This, this is the relevant report of the game."

"These are all praises from the shop guests to Xiaofeng, but there are many. The praises are so high. Xiaofeng's dishes are in short supply every day, and one dish is hard to find!"

"These, and these, all are!"

Jiang Feng: ...

His mother spared no effort to show off to her ancestors, and even copied the customer's praises.

Jiang Feng's grandfather and grandmother looked at this one and the other one, and they felt that each one was particularly good, and each one was worth showing off to the ancestors.

"Xiao Feng has grown up, and is promising!" Grandma Jiang Feng could only read these words over and over.

"Yeah, yeah, Xiaofeng has grown up and is promising." Dasao and Ershou echoed Ying Ying.

The aunt Li Hong was originally uncomfortable listening to Wang Xiulian's boasting of Jiang Feng. She also found that her husband was not only rebellious, but also thoroughly, and went to shout flags to the enemy camp. He was even more unhappy.

"It's really weird these years. Originally, there were scholars in the family who had an income, but now there is a chef in the family who works for others." Li Hong whispered.

Although the voice was small, Wang Xiulian heard it. As long as others are talking about her bad things, she can hear even the low voice and mosquito call.

If a person with a better temper pretends not to hear it, it should be that Comrade Wang Xiulian is not a person of this character at all. She not only likes to crush the enemy, but also tramples the enemy under her feet, not only to step the enemy under her feet, but also to let the enemy see what the price of her shoes is.

"Isn't the chef the most productive? Our family Jiankang was the most productive chef at that time. Would Xiaofeng not be better than Jiankang if we were bothered by us?" Wang Xiulian knows the truth of playing snakes and fighting seven inches "Sister-in-law, you don't know how filial my Xiaofeng is. I told him enough clothes. He had to buy me the latest Chanel winter model and said that it was inappropriate to wear last year's old model."

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

Isn't this part of my mother's Dior?

Jiang Jiankang :? ? ?

Didn't I buy this dress on my wife?

Li Hong couldn't even laugh.

Except for Wang Sulian, the only aunt who heard Li Hong whispered shook her head and walked away from Li Hong silently.

She was thinking about it. Wang Xiulian was a married aunt who had nothing to do with her and did n’t see her for a year. She wanted to find her unlucky and would only suffocate herself.

It's better to stay away.

"Xiao Feng's child is filial piety. He has been filial and obedient since he was a child." Grandma Jiang Feng said.

Several people blew each other's rainbow farts far below the average level of the Jiang family for a while, and took the paper money firecrackers and the ancestor's tribute to the temple.

While in the shrine, Comrade Wang Sulian was relatively convergent. The tribute came to the table. With the sound of firecrackers, Jiang Feng was led by everyone to worship this side and worship there. After that, they started burning paper. After burning the paper, Start burning copies.

By the time of the copy, Comrade Wang Xiulian only muttered softly, and her voice was so low that Jiang Feng didn't hear it clearly.

After burning the copy, Jiang Feng followed everyone away from the ancestral hall and went to the graveyard of his grandparents, which is also the grandmother's grave.

With the sound of firecrackers, Comrade Wang Xiulian opened his throat.

"Grandpa, your great-grandson is very successful, and he won the second place in the national competition!"

"Not only the second runner-up but also the TV!"

"Even well-known food magazines have interviewed him not only on TV!"

"Now your great-grandson is ..."

Comrade Wang Xiulian's loud voice echoed in the mountains, and Jiang Feng felt as if she had heard the echo.

The tombs of the people of Wang Jiaxian are very close to each other. Occasionally, there are several distant ones because they are too far away. They are not within the scope of this copy.

Comrade Wang Xiulian shouted from one grave to the next. The full voice was not small at all, but it became louder and louder.

Jiang Feng stood neatly beside him, not speaking, not moving, even feeling a little complicated.

To be embarrassed, it's not too embarrassing. Jiang Feng is not an embarrassing person, and he has already experienced this kind of scene once, but he is a bit skilled again. At the time when the copy of the admission notice was burned, Comrade Wang Sulian also shouted this way, but the shouting was relatively short ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Yi Jin's return to the hometown was everyone's wish. Although the glorious tradition of the Wang family is somewhat exaggerated, but only once You know what it tastes like.

The process was so cool, the parties couldn't understand it. When Jiang Feng was led by Comrade Wang Xiulian one by one to burn the admission notice, her heart was also unsatisfactory.

But this time is not the same as the last time. The last time I burned the admission notice, the notice is written on the text. There are many things burned this time, not only with text and pictures, the most important thing is that these pictures are basically Jiang Feng's photos.

Burning his own photo to ancestor Jiang Feng always felt a little ...

A little subtle.

Especially these photos are still black and white.

Because the amount is too large, Comrade Wang Xiulian did not use color printing.

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