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The annual Qingming Festival ancestor worship is the most important event in MUJIAZHUANG. Although there are not many rules, there are many details that need to be paid attention to. After listening to the patriarch's wife's detailed explanation of the rules of ancestor worship, Shen Jingli knew that every year the clan wrote letters to Zhenyuan Marquis and Ximu's residence to offer sacrifices to their ancestors. The old master of Ximu house had no energy to come back, and every year he ordered his son to come back for him. Since the death of Lord mu in Zhenyuan Marquis, he sent people to buy things at will and send them back to the family And never came back.

After talking for an hour, the patriarch's wife stopped, looked outside and said, ”it's getting late. You may still want to walk in the village. Your aunt won't delay you. Let's celebrate your birthday with you.”

The patriarch's wife looked back at her birthday celebration and told her, ”my third son, Zian's daughter-in-law, the first time she comes to the village, you will accompany him around the village.”

”Yes, mother.” Birthday should be a, back to Shen Jingli smile. As soon as several people came out of the wing room, they heard a quarrel outside the yard. Soon after, there was a cry of a child.

After listening carefully for a while, his face changed and he ran to the source of the sound.

Shen Jingli raised his eyebrows in a puzzled way. Seeing his doubts, Yiming's daughter-in-law explained: ”it is estimated that the child of the family of Qingsheng has been wronged again.”

Her expression is very natural, and her tone is very plain, but Shen Jingli can hear the scorn and ridicule. She doesn't seem to like celebrating her birthday very much. Too lazy to take care of other people's conflicts, Shen Jingli smiles and goes to the main room. In the main room, there are three old masters Mu and uncle Lian drinking tea, while Mu Chen's brothers have already gone fishing in the river with Mu Yiming.

”Jingli, Zian and Yiming have gone fishing with Yiming. Go for a walk in the village. I'll go back by myself later.” Mr. mu.

Shen Jingli nodded. It was not surprising that Mu Chen left without saying hello to him. He said goodbye to the old master Mu San and took xun'er out of the village head's house. Jinyu and Nianhua are playing at the door with Huaixin. When they see them coming out, Huaixin runs over and hugs Shen Jingli's leg and reaches out to poke xun'er, who is sleepy. Xun'er, who was about to fall asleep, woke up immediately and struggled to get out of Shen Jingli's arms. Seeing his energetic appearance, Shen Jingli put him down on the ground. He immediately reached out and hugged Huaixin, and took advantage of it to kiss people's family. Shen Jingli gave a helpless smile and turned his head. He saw several ten year old boys with stones in their hands. They made ugly faces at the birthday celebration and the little boy in his arms. After being scolded by the birthday celebration, they scattered in droves. The child who was held in his arms was about six or seven years old. He was white and clean. His eyes were very similar to the birthday celebration. Now he is crying red and swollen, a little like a wounded rabbit.

”What's going on?” Shen Jingli asked Jin Yu.

”It was a little twin. The older children didn't seem to like him very much. When he was playing alone, they threw stones at him, and the children hid, but he hid. The older children threw more happily. As a result, they tripped over the stone and fell down. It was estimated that the fall hurt, and they began to cry.” Jin Yu said.

When he was a child, his parents didn't like it, and he didn't like it. Many of his peers didn't want to play with him.

”What's wrong with a Shuanger? Isn't Shuanger human? ” Years of indignant to hum a, he did not understand, why some people are particularly discriminating against Shuanger? Comforting the aggrieved son, he led his son to come over on his birthday. He laughed shyly and said, ”let my sister-in-law laugh at you. This child is timid and can't help crying.”

Qingsheng touched his son's head and did not mention the bullying of his son.

Shen Jingli looked at the white, white, tender and shy little boy and said, ”this child is really handsome. What's his name?”

Hearing Shen Jingli boasting of his son, he laughed and patted his son who was shrinking behind him. He said, ”what's your name? Why not answer? ”

The little boy timidly looked up at Shen Jingli's eyes, and then immediately drew back like a frightened little animal, and whispered, ”uncle, my name is Mu Xi”

”Muxi, isn't that Osmanthus fragrans?” Shen Jingli said deliberately.

Mu Xi widened his eyes, shook his head vigorously, corrected Shen Jingli and said, ”it's not that. It's Mu Xi, mu of MUJIAZHUANG, Xi of dawn.”

Shen Jingli looked at his lovely appearance, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, ”OK, your name is Xi'er.”

He nodded cleverly, and then shrunk to the back of the birthday celebration. His shyness made him shake his head helplessly. ”The child is afraid of life.”

Mu Xi lowered her head and fixed her eyes on her toes, pretending not to hear him.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Jingli reached out and rubbed his head, and took out a jade pendant from his arms. ”Take it and play. It's the intention of uncle and uncle mo

Mu Xi's eyes widened timidly, and did not dare to take things, but looked up at the birthday.