The Zheng clan ancestral hall was built a hundred years ago by the clan members and was built in the center of Qianzheng Village. After so many years of ups and downs, it looks very old.

Fortunately, before the rainy season comes every year, the clan leader will convene carpenters and people who put on tiles to repair the ancestral hall so that the ancestral hall will not be damaged by rain. Over the years, it is still good, but it has been unpopular for many years, and there is a faint smell of mold inside.

In addition to the ancestral hall where the ancestral tablets are placed, there is also a spacious courtyard and a large venue, which facilitates the clan to hold sacrificial activities as big as today. Every time there is a major event, the clan leader will gather the clan members to discuss matters, but there are very few such things, mostly when the current situation is turbulent or encounters major natural disasters.

At this time, the spacious yard was filled with large tables, either round or square, with many sacrifices scattered on them. These sacrifices were placed on the villagers who came to worship their ancestors, mostly chicken, duck, fish and meat. On the large round table in the middle, there was a roasted sheep, which was specially ordered by the clan elders from the town restaurant a few years ago.

The ancestor worship ceremony has not yet begun. The villagers who have placed their own sacrifices gathered together in groups of three or three to chat. Some talked about the sacrifices placed by the people behind them, and some gossip about the matters of the Chinese New Year in various families, which are mostly trivial matters.

The Zheng family and his party came sooner or later, but they attracted the attention of everyone present. The reason was that Zheng Lin was not low-key, not to mention that the wedding last year, which seemed to be extremely glorious to the villagers, caused the popularity of the wedding that was dissipated now, and when the couple appeared together, they would still involuntarily remember it.

The couple is too low-key and hardly walk around the village when they are free, so it is easier to make people interested and cannot be erased by time. Moreover, the Zheng family and his group are wearing new clothes, and just looking at the materials is different from others, which makes it more prominent.

Someone came up to say hello, but Sang Ye laughed all the time if he didn't know him. He followed Uncle Zheng Lin and Aunt Zheng. There was no problem with his attitude, and he had the etiquette he deserved, so that people could not make mistakes, but they were inevitably secretly put together with Ma and Niu.

"The wife of Jingzi looks good, she is generous and polite, and is better than the two who are separated in front of her."

"I'm so strong. This look and demeanor are different from the young wives in the village."

"That's definitely different. When Old Man Zheng and Meng met with each other, they talked about Ringzi's wife, and they praised her for being filial and polite. Even those children were playing outside, they put their aunts on their lips. Today, they said that my aunt made new clothes and what delicious food they made tomorrow."

"No, I also heard that Old Man Zheng and Meng are old-fashioned. They are afraid that they will cover up their daughter-in-law with their face, but those little kids are unlikely to lie. I haven't seen them telling them what their third aunt is doing before, and Jingzi's wife is really a good one."

Some people praise it, and naturally some people suspect that no one can tell the rumors in the village before: "This person is not good, just looking at the surface, who knows if he is hiding inside? When the wife of Jingzi was not married, there were a lot of messy words. This time, there was a speculation in her belly, which shows that it was not all good."

The previous rumors spread to Lijia Village, and the remaining three Zheng villages were naturally spread. However, they were not closely connected with the Zheng family, so they were often put on the table to discuss, and did not avoid the children at home. After the spread, some people believed it.

"It's hard to say about this kind of thing. Jingzi's wife was wearing a wild breed in her belly. Even if Old Man Zheng and Meng pinched their noses and recognized her, according to Jingzi's temper, could he be willing to wear this cuckold? It would be fine if he didn't beat the person to death."

"That's right, I don't think about what day it is today. I want to worship the ancestors' genealogy! This is the Zheng family's wife who is sure to be unfaithful to Jingzi, can she stand here well today?"

The latter sentence is about the point. Even the villagers who questioned Sang Ye at the beginning were speechless and didn't know how to argue. Sang Ye was just beating and insisted on submitting the genealogy this year. Otherwise, if someone who doesn't believe that she is unfaithful to Zheng Lin will shake her suspicion.

Of course, Sang Ye was busy placing sacrifices and did not pay attention.

A discussion about himself began around, but Niu, who was queuing behind, heard it and was so angry that he almost dropped the basket of sacrifices on his hand.

There was no way, and I heard someone compare herself with the person she hated the most and was completely compared. This was no different from stabbing a knife in her heart.

What taught her even more that she was very angry was that she carefully calculated that not only did not disagree with Zheng Lin and Sang Ye, but instead made the two look more loving. The endless affection between them stimulated her to be crazy. Especially with Zheng Shuiqing's comparison, she was even more jealous and wanted to pounce on and strangle Sang Ye to death so that she could stand beside Zheng Lin.

This mentality has nothing to do with whether she likes Zheng Lin or not, but she has wanted to be a superior person since she was a child. After she could not realize this wish with Tong Sheng’s father, she put her hope on her future husband.

After hearing about Zheng Lin being a person, she felt that her chance had come, but she didn't even look at her directly, so she had to settle for the second best choice. She simply thought that Zheng Shuqing and Zheng Lin were brothers, and that three brothers lived together after building such a big house. As long as her parents were there, she would not separate her family, so she would still have a good life.

This is not wrong. After marrying into the Zheng family, Niu's living standards were greatly improved. Unfortunately, once the family split, his dream of becoming a superior person was completely shattered.

If Niu is really smart, she should know that relying on others will never be reliable. Unfortunately, she is just a fool. She thinks that she is not lucky and has no idea that she should not have. Even if she cannot replace her, she must pull down the person who gives birth to the inner demon and become more miserable than herself. Only in this way can she feel that she is truly happy.

Sang Ye didn't know Niu's dark thoughts, nor did he have any interest in knowing. Even though this woman coveted her own man, she did not take her seriously and tried to think about the other party's thoughts.

After helping to put the offerings on the table, Sang Ye followed his man to stand aside. If he hadn't been there, he would have looked no different from all newly married young wives, and no one would have looked at them.

"Are you cold?" Zheng Lin shook his wife's hand, and now he was colder than his own. He couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"It's not cold, just put it in for a while." The mulberry leaves were worn thickly. Just now, their hands were blown outside by the wind for a while and their bodies were very hot and not cold at all.

Zheng Lin was worried, so he held her hands and warmed her hands with the warmth of her palms.

A woman saw it and joked with Zheng Lin: "This marriage is different. It was so rough before. I feel sorry for people now."

Zheng Lin did not let go of his hand and looked serious: "It hurts to marry his wife."

When the woman heard this, she looked at Sang Ye and envied: "Ringzi's wife is lucky. Sister-in-law, I have seen many people, and few of them can care as much as Ringzi."

Mang Ye lowered his head and pretended to be shy: "Sister-in-law"

No matter how thick-skinned you are at home, it is fine to keep your skin away outside. It is inevitable that women will have contrasts, and they should not show their pride, so as not to be considered frivolous.

Sure enough, looking at Mang Ye's reaction, the woman showed a kind smile. When she learned that Mang Ye was going to present her family tree today, she kindly reminded her what she should pay attention to so as not to make mistakes and make people laugh.

Now there are still people coming here 66. The ancestor worship ceremony has not officially begun. The leading woman is the leader, and other people who are curious about mulberry leaves are gradually gathering around. Some people care about her life in the Zheng family, some care about the children in her belly, and of course, many people also ask whether her parents' family should recruit people to help after the beginning of spring, and whether they can be counted as one.

This situation is exactly when it comes to relationships, and it is not a question that cannot be answered. Sang Ye knows everything. Even if her parents' family recruits people in spring, she also said a few words ambiguously, saying that she would mention it to her parents' family.

These women didn't know that the Sang family's flower sauce business still had mulberry leaves, so they thought that she was the water splashed by her married daughter, and everything in her parents' home had nothing to do with her. When she heard that she was willing to mention it to her parents' home, she felt that she was better and did not make excessive demands.

After waiting for about half an hour, dozens of sacrifices on the table were already full. The clan leader and several clan elders arrived late. After determining the number of people in each household, they announced the sacrifice.

The ancestor officially began.

Sang Ye was participating in the ancestor worship for the first time and was full of curiosity about the whole process. But before she could hear what the patriarch said, Meng took her finger and pointed under an eaves and said, "When the patriarch finished speaking, I will give you brides a genealogy. You can go there first and wait, and see what others do, you can follow."

Sang Ye looked in the direction pointed by his mother-in-law and saw that there were two young wives standing there. It seemed that they were newly married last year.

Meng was worried and told her in a nagging manner: "You can always go to the family tree. You will have to kowtow later. If you can't hold on, you will tell the patriarch that you can go to the family next year, and the patriarch will be considerate."

"Mom, I understand, don't worry." Sang Ye comforted her mother-in-law, feeling a little helpless. She is not a child, and between the child and the genealogy, she will definitely have a child.

Zheng Lin was not relieved and reminded: "You will be more than one person entering the ancestral hall later. Pay attention to your feet and don't trip over the threshold or something."

Meng, who was beside him, also nodded violently.

Sang Ye was really helpless. He didn't want his ear to continue to accept the mother and son's remarks, so he simply stopped saying anything and went straight to the eaves.

Zheng Lin, who originally wanted to send his wife over, looked at her empty hands and hurriedly took them back, but her eyes did not leave her back.

In addition to mulberry leaves, there are a total of six young wives who are listed on the genealogy this time, all of whom are fifteen or sixteen years old. Mulberry leaves stand between them and they feel that they have crossed several age groups, and they are directly junior high school students and old people in society.

The most obvious difference is that Mang Ye pretends to be shy in front of others, and these five young wives like water and green onions are really shy. In addition, the first time I came to such an occasion in front of everyone, I was afraid that I wanted to give outsiders a good impression. Mang Ye deliberately talked to them, and his voice was even more like a mother mosquito screaming, and he suddenly lost interest in chatting. It was really boring.

Just when Sang Ye was bored, his eyes accidentally met someone. This person was nothing but someone else, but Hu, who went to the Zheng family to confess his feelings yesterday.

Mrs. Hu smiled uncomfortable, her face was not very good-looking, obviously she was still resistant to what she had to do after worshiping her ancestors.

Sang Ye smiled back, then looked away, and had no idea of ​​forgiveness for Hu's reluctance. She was not the Virgin. No matter what purpose Hu spreads rumors, she could not feel sympathy for those who hurt her.

It was already tolerant of her to ask Hu to apologize publicly. Otherwise, according to the relevant constraints of the clan on the clan, if she insisted on her, Hu would be even more unwilling to ask for help. Maybe her name would be cut off from the genealogy. Speaking of which, she was already very generous.

Seeing Sang Ye turn his eyes away, Hu also breathed a sigh of relief. Since she left the Zheng family and returned home, her heart has been worried, fearing that if she admits the ugly things she has done in public, she will be looked down upon and that men and children will not be able to raise their heads.

But she had no choice, especially since she knew that the consequences of rejection were not something she could afford, she dared not to regret it. She did not blame Sang Ye for making too much demand, but just hated Niu's too vicious and plotted herself to that point, making her unable to achieve her goal.

Thinking of the culprit, Hu's eyes searched the crowds of people, and unexpectedly saw Niu standing in the corner. A trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, and she silently gritted her teeth: I can't fall well, you bitch, don't even think about it.

Seeing that her wife's expression was wrong, Zheng Daniu thought she was going to have trouble again, so he whispered: "You should be more at ease and don't cause trouble again. Not everyone is like Uncle Jingzi and the others, and they don't know you like you."

When Mrs. Hu heard this, she felt even more hated. She didn't dare to show it, but just restrained the ferocity in her eyes and said impatiently: "I know, I know, I won't do anything randomly."

Zheng Daniu did not doubt that he had him, and when he saw her say this, he believed it: "It's good that you know. No matter what others say later, don't speak out. I and the children won't care about this."

Hu nodded randomly, and his mind was no longer on his husband, so he naturally didn't understand what his husband said later.

On the other side, the mulberry leaves were not bored for long, and the six of them were called to the ancestral hall. Under the reminder of an old clan, they knelt on the Zheng family.

In front of the ancestral tablet of the clan.

The windows in the ancestral hall were not opened, and the sunlight outside was not strong enough to shine in, so it looked darker. In addition, there was no popularity, which gave people a feeling of coldness. If it was summer, it would be very cool here.

There are many tablets worshipped in the ancestral hall, which are distributed in a stepped manner from the top row to the bottom row. The mulberry leaves glanced briefly and estimated that there were as many as thirty or forty.

If the Zheng clan members are not qualified to place the tablets here to enjoy the worship of future generations after their death, they can only make contributions to the Zheng clan and make the whole clan willingly burn incense and worship.

After the death of ordinary tribe members, it is enough for the family to offer tablets at home. After the three-year filial piety period, take the tablets and other items to the grave and burn them. In the future, during the holidays, you only need to go to the grave to burn paper and burn incense.

It can be said that the wish of every Zheng clan before his death is to be able to enter the ancestral hall after death and be worshipped by hundreds of tribe members every year. However, it is not easy to reach this level. Now, so many years have passed, there are only a few dozen tablets that can enter.

There was a bare ground under the knees, without any futons. Mang Ye had two pairs of knee pads tied to his knees, and he knelt on the ground and listened to the patriarch's teachings. It was not very uncomfortable.

The patriarch started with the first verified ancestor of the Zheng clan, and briefly explained to Sang Ye and others the origin of the Zheng clan and the contributions that the ancestors had made to the entire family. The remaining ancestors also briefly said it in the order of the tablets.

What surprised Sang Ye was that among the explained ancestors, there were actually four or five women. Generally speaking, it was almost impossible for women to enter the ancestral temple to enter the tablets.

However, there are exceptions in everything. For example, in the third generation of the Zheng clan, a famous filial wife appeared. This daughter-in-law married into the Zheng general for a year and her husband died unexpectedly, leaving only her with weak and sick mothers.

Originally, the young widow's wife could go back to her parents' home to get married. Unexpectedly, she did not do this. Instead, she continued to stay in her husband's house under the name of being a husband, taking care of her parents-in-law like her husband was still alive. Until decades later, she sent her parents-in-law away.

Her filial piety was praised by the Zheng clan, and even the atmosphere in the clan gradually improved. Later, she was unable to move and had no ability to support herself. The clan adopted a child for her and gave her a care for her. After her death, the tablet was brought into the ancestral hall by her adopted son and enjoyed the incense offered by future generations.

The remaining four women's tablets have similar stories to the one before. Most of them entered the ancestral hall with filial piety, and one of them was a son who had a promising career. He was a juren and became an official, and he obtained a lot of benefits for the clan. After his death, the tablets were placed in the ancestral hall and were also worshipped by future generations.

Afterwards, when the bride came to the genealogy, the head of the Zheng clan would tell in detail the stories of these women who entered the ancestral temple, and teach the bride to be a filial and virtuous daughter-in-law.

Sang Ye stared at the tablets in a daze, and somehow felt a sense of sadness suddenly surged in his heart. He felt sad for the poor luck of these women, and admired the courage they made in their choice.

After their husbands died, part of the reason why they chose to stay in their husband's family in the best years was to support their husband's feelings, and more so they were afraid that they would choose to stay because they were forced to helplessly.

After all, with the reputation of being a husband, it is hard to marry a good family. No matter what the real reason is, they can support their parents-in-law who are not related by blood to see off their children. This kindness and righteousness alone will make people admire them, and not everyone can do this.

After the patriarch finished speaking about the experiences and deeds of the five women, he began to recite the story of the wife. Sang Ye and others followed him. The content of the wife was also related to filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, and was mostly to teach women how to be a woman and a daughter-in-law.

From the perspective of modern people, half of them are feudal dregs, but in this era, it is normal. Mulberry leaves are chanting in their mouths and not remembering them in their hearts.

It was not until the patriarch asked who her surname was, and wrote her surname in Zheng Lin's name with a pen, that the genealogy finally came to an end. From then on, she was Zheng Sang's family. Until the day she died, the name on the tombstone was also the same as these three words.

Mangye couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he rarely felt like falling leaves returned to his roots. She laughed secretly and shouted at the patriarch's head.

With the sound of "rise", the solemn Zheng Family Ancestral Hall step by step.

This is the first time that Sang Ye has entered the ancestral hall. If nothing unexpected happens, it is also the last time!

As soon as she walked out, the bright sunshine outside thorned mulberry leaves subconsciously closed their eyes. When she finally adapted to the light outside, she opened her eyes and saw her man standing in front of her with concern.

"How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zheng Lin didn't care about the gaze that looked around and directly held his wife's hand and asked nervously.
To be continued...