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Chapter 74 Homecoming
When I look back, I don't realize that I am one year old again, and the children clap their hands, happy to meet the New Year.

For the Chinese nation, the Spring Festival is the most important festival of the year, no matter which dynasty.

Although Emperor Taizu strictly required his courtiers, they were not allowed to have a holiday until the afternoon of the New Year's Eve.But in a county like Fuyang, after the new year, the yamen is in a state of herding sheep, and only one person is left on duty every day.The rest of the people have been busy for many years, and they basically don't come to the Yamen anymore.

However, in Weizhi County's law-abiding manner, it is still necessary to row the government.Therefore, Wang Xian lived in the yamen until New Year's Eve, and he was able to go home for the New Year after listening to the county magistrate's last lecture this year.

On the street, children were chasing each other with firecrackers in the street, and from time to time they let one go up to the sky, making a crisp sound.The shops are all closed, festive and auspicious Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the planks, and there are red firecracker skins on the ground.Every family is preparing New Year's Eve dinner, and the aroma of all kinds of bacon and candied fruit floats into the street, mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke from firecrackers, creating an atmosphere called New Year's Eve.

In the past, every Spring Festival was the saddest day for Wang Xian, because he had no relatives and nowhere to reunite, so he could only celebrate the New Year at a friend's house.Feeling the reunion atmosphere of others, but it is impossible to blend in, because he is always an outsider.

But this year is different, because he has a father, a mother, a brother, a sister and a sister, he has a family!The lonely self-pity that appeared once a year and gnawed at his soul was gone, replaced by a kind of eagerness and excitement - that kind of spiritual involvement made him involuntarily quicken his pace and strode towards home!

"I'm back!" After entering the alley, he pushed open the door and saw conspicuous "Fu" stickers on the walls, doors and even water tanks of the house. With the help of Yinling, the old man was slamming into the door frame. Paste Spring Festival couplets.The old lady was frying fish, Lin Qinger and Hou Shi were kneading rice balls, and Wang Gui was cleaning the hall.

Feeling the strong atmosphere of the New Year at home, Wang Xian shouted: "I love you!"

The father and mother opened their mouths wide in shock, the younger sister's eyes widened, and sister Lin blushed with embarrassment...

"Full of nonsense!" The old woman picked up the broom that fell on the ground, threw it on his head and said, "Sweep the hall quickly!"

"Obey, dear old lady!" Wang Xian caught the broom and waved it like a naughty boy: "Sweep the house and sweep the house. If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world!"

"This kid, won't he get sick again?" The old man looked at him blankly, with a worried expression on his face.

"Bah bah!" The old woman said angrily, "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, say something auspicious!"

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It was past lunch time when the house was tidied up.But how can there be a lack of food under the year?What's more, the old Wang family is not what it used to be...

Randomly eat some fried fish and bacon to fill your stomach, and someone from Wangjia Village will come to pick you up.On New Year's Eve, one has to pay homage to the ancestors and keep the year old for them. Naturally, one has to go back to Wangjia Village in the countryside.

The Wang family father and son are very popular in the county now.The relatives of the Wang family usually compete to curry favor with each other, but now they come to pick them up for the New Year, and it is even more of a rivalry.In the end, it was the most respectable men and women in the clan who snatched up this glorious task.

Only then did Wang Xian understand why his mother asked him to put on the new year's new square scarf, silver lake silk straight jacket, black mouse leather jacket, and powder-soled warm boots in advance... When he looked at his parents again, they were also new inside and out. The sable fur upper body looks like a pair of rich men and women.Little Yinling wears a Zhaojun hat, a jade flower headband on her forehead, a pink skirt, and a velvet cape. Her small face is pretty, her eyes are full of smiles, and she is very beautiful.

Cough cough, it turned out that it was for returning home...

Naturally, Wang Gui and Hou Shi also changed into new clothes, only Lin Qing'er was still in mourning, and it was not appropriate to wear red belt and green, but the white skirt was covered with a silver cape. Together, it's like a white chrysanthemum and a lingering sky, the Wang family's eyes are straightened when they see it.

"Ahem." The old man coughed and kicked the young man in Confucian shirt and square scarf: "Is there anyone who looks at my aunt like that?"

"Oh, so it's the new aunt. Did Grandpa tell you earlier? Why do I have such a face..." The young man was obviously older than Wang Xian, and smiled at Wang Xian with a shy face: "Second uncle, you are so lucky .”

"Let's play." A burly middle-aged man behind him pulled him away, then pushed the golden mountain and inverted the jade pillar, and kowtowed to Wang Xingye and his son: "Grandpa, uncle, I will take you back to celebrate the New Year!"

Several women also knelt down, but the young man just put on a show and said with a playful smile: "The clothes just changed, grandson..."

He is a scholar, Wang Xingye won't argue with him, Nian Xu nodded and said: "Well, it's getting late, let's go."

The family went out with large and small bags of gifts, greeted the neighbors, and went straight to the pier.

On the pier, it was no longer as busy as it was a while ago, only a few awning boats were parked, and the family boarded one of them. The middle-aged man untied the cable, and Wang Gui supported the pole, and slowly sailed away from the county.

The boat was on the river, the women were talking in the cabin, and the men were chatting on the deck.

The young man in the Confucian shirt was called Wang Jin, and he had pretty features, but his eyes were rolling around, which always gave people the feeling of being a bit of a thief.His family is wealthy, he has been educated since he was a child, and he is smart, and he is the most promising scholar in the village.He played for the first time last year and turned out to be a failed talent. However, he is not yet 20 years old and has plenty of time, so he still escapes Feiyang.

The middle-aged man who punted the boat was Wang Tong. He was one of the five head households in Wangjia Village. He was supposed to be the head next year.

The old man panicked for him and scolded: "Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say!"

"Oh, Fourth Grandpa." Wang Tong looked at Wang Xian and whispered, "I have something to ask Second Uncle."

"What's the matter?" There is no word "democracy" in the old Wang's house, so the old man asked directly for Wang Xian.

"The yellow book will be recompiled next year." Wang Tong was not more than ten years younger than Wang Xingye, but he had no choice but to put his seniority there. "Second Uncle, can you find a way to make my nephew miss this year?"

"He's in the house, and the officials are in charge of your affairs." The old man said, "Besides, Li Jia is serving, even the prime minister's family can't avoid it. He's only been in the yamen for a few days, what can he do?"

Wang Xian was secretly moved when he heard this, and the father really made a clear distinction and did not cause trouble for his son.I heard the old man say again: "Furthermore, recompile the yellow book, what a fat job, but you want to escape, are you stupid?"

"It's a fat job, but it's also an job that offends people!" Wang Tong said depressedly: "Looking at the attitude of the county master, he's going to come here for real next year. We manage two villages here, and Wang's Village is all relatives. We can't afford to mess with Yujiazhuang, and the errands from above can't be fulfilled, so I have no choice but to jump into the river."

"Hehe..." Wang Xingye looked at Wang Xian, and the father and son smiled knowingly, then turned to talk to Wang Jin, ignoring Wang Tong who dared to fight back.This made Wang Tong blush, and had no choice but to interject, "Please help me, second uncle, and relax our requirements when editing the yellow book."

"Next year the yellow book will be supervised by the elder himself, so he will not be able to do anything." Wang Xian shook his head.But is there anything in the world that you can't move your hands and feet?The reason why he couldn't move was because he didn't know Wang Tong well, so why should he do him such a favor?
"Think of a way, Second Uncle." Wang Tong begged: "In the Wang family village, it's either your uncle or grandson, or your nephew and grandson. If this matter is done, not only the relatives will praise you, but you will also have face in front of your ancestors." !"

As soon as he mentioned having face in front of his ancestors, Wang Xingye's attitude also changed: "Xiaoer, you can see next year and help if you can. Anyway, the fat water will not flow into the fields of outsiders."

"Yes." Wang Xian said with a sigh, the state cadres are so conscious, it's no wonder that nothing happened in the Ming Dynasty.However, slander belongs to slander, and help is still necessary. This is the era when the patriarchal clan is greater than the national law, and it is taken as a matter of course to protect the interests of one's own clan.If he is selfless on the outside, he will be scolded as a pig by his uncles, nephews and grandchildren. "Next year, I will make a plan to come, so you can go find me."

"Okay!" Wang Tongxing grinned.

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Wangjia Village is not far from the county seat, but after a meal, the boat approached the village pier.

Standing on the boat, brothers Wang Xian and Wang Gui were stunned by the sight in front of them. They saw dense crowds of people on the simple trestle bridge at the head of the village.

"The whole village, old and young, has come to welcome the fourth grandpa and the two uncles." Wang Tong threw the cable to the shore, and the people on the trestle bridge caught it and pulled the boat to the shore to stabilize it.

"No way..." Wang Xian said to Wang Gui dumbfounded: "Even if Dad is an official now, he is only a ninth-rank sesame official. If he is a Jinshi, he will be more or less the same."

Wang Gui grinned and said philosophically: "Things are rare and precious."

Wang Xian deeply believed it. It is said that since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has never been a black hat in Wangjia Village.

Looking at Dad again, he took off the leather hat on his head, revealing a black gauze...

'My dear father, can you not be so shallow? ' Wang Xian moaned helplessly.

But the old man obviously understands better what the folks want to see. When he showed his black gauze, he really attracted loud cheers from the shore.

Wang Xingye was the first to step on the trestle bridge, and bowed to his third uncle and several elders. Before he could make a move, he was supported by seven or eight veterans at the same time. I don't know how the elders can be so agile?

After exchanging pleasantries, the relatives took the Wang family one by one, as if they were handling fragile objects, so it was fine for a pregnant woman of the Hou family, but it was the same for the old lady, who couldn't bear it.

"Can we not do this?" Throwing away the hands of the sisters-in-law, the old lady jumped off the boat by herself and said, "I haven't heard of anyone who becomes the wife of a Shangguan, so he can't walk!"

The relatives naturally knew her temper, in the past, they would have laughed and cursed with her, but now they all laughed with her, and they didn't dare to say a word of nonsense, which made the old lady feel very lonely.

What's even more outrageous is that it's only half a mile from the pier to the village, and the relatives even arranged sedan chairs to carry them back...

　Ask for a recommendation ticket! ! ! ! !Also, I would like to ask another question, I feel very hot without the fan on, and even with the fan on, I feel much cooler, what is the reason?
　　


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