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    Later, the mother said that the uncle is young, and his two children are also young. Even if the uncle can't come, his two children should come to pay New Year's greetings.  Why don't their children come, but our two older children are going to pay them New Year's greetings instead?  My father already disapproved of many of my uncle's actions, and my mother's rhetoric was also reasonable.  After that, under the instruction of his father, the two brothers who were originally brothers completely cut off contact.  Because, after the Spring Festival, my sister and I never went to my uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings.

    The relationship between father and uncle was completely deadlocked.  As far as the stubborn temper of the two of them is concerned, it is useless to persuade them.  What's more, due to the small population, although the father and uncle are not old, they are senior.  It's not pleasing to the ear, and they are grumpy, and they won't give the person who persuades them any good looks.  After a long time, no one is willing to worry about our family anymore.  The insidious ones are waiting to see the jokes about our family's infighting.

    As for the seniority of our family, it may be difficult for everyone to appreciate it.  Below, I will give a simple example, and everyone will be able to understand it.  The father who values ??family affection and filial piety, among the many major events he has handled in his life, can be said to be the most impressed by one of them.  Anyway, I have heard my father mention it more than once, and of course there is some pride in the words.

    She is my wife, that is, my father's grandmother.  Although I didn't have a grandma since I was a child, I still have a shadow of my wife in my memory.  Perhaps, she is the oldest and oldest person in our family.  If it is counted as false years, then this wife of mine is a birthday star who has lived to be a hundred years old.

    There is a customary saying in rural areas to celebrate the birthday of the elderly, that is, "Congratulate nine but not congratulate ten".  In fact, this idea is also reasonable.  As we get older, due to the decline of physiological functions, it is very difficult to determine how long we can live.  If it is said that we must wait until "sixty", "seventy" and "eighty" to celebrate like young people, then it is very likely that we will never wait for the day of celebration.

    As the "ninety-nine" birthday of the grandma of the oldest father in the history of the family is approaching, the members of the clan, no matter the direct or collateral line, begin to come alive, and everyone expresses that they want to give the old man a grand  birthday banquet.  At that time, my father was in the heyday of his career. In today's words, he was "not short of money", so he agreed without hesitation.

    Although this kind of birthday feast is only limited to the family, there are also many people from the immediate and collateral families.  As far as the direct line is concerned, my sister, my sister, and my cousin who was born not long ago are already the fourth generation.  But even if the cousin who is still in his infancy is in the family, many people have to call him grandpa.  Group after group of descendants kneel down (traditional birthday ceremony) to bring great stimulation to the elderly.

    The so-called great joy and great sorrow.  Shortly after the big, jubilant birthday party, my wife passed away from overstimulation.  The wife is not only the oldest in the village, but also the highest seniority.  Therefore, the funeral scene after the death of the wife is even more magnificent.  It is probably unprecedented in our local area to be able to arouse the funeral affairs of the whole village.

    According to tradition, the death of a centenarian should be treated as a happy event.  Of course, the "happy" here refers to the state of mind.  People in the countryside feel that not only do they not need to be sad, but they should also be happy when they die at the age of one hundred (longevity).  Except for the "joy" in the mentality, all other processes are handled according to trivial matters.

    What impressed me the most was the preparation of Xiaoyi.  The wife¡¯s sons, the so-called filial sons (my grandfathers), need to wear filial piety; the grandchildren, it¡¯s the father¡¯s turn, and only need to wear a white hat;  As far as my generation is concerned, I need to wear a red hat; those of my later generation have to wear a green hat.  The trouble is that there are still younger generations (don't forget, there is also someone called my grandfather), what color hat should they wear?  no one knows.  Because even the most experienced old man has never experienced such a scene.  In the end, my father said that if it was later, laterthey would wear cuckolds uniformly.

    According to our customs, the hats of the younger generations must be unified by my family.  Who could have imagined that the whole village, young and old, would be there?  As long as people come, you have to give out hats!  So, I bought several rounds of white, red, and green cloth, and all the ingenious neighbors came to help make hats.  That alone is a lot of work.  From this, it is not difficult to see that as the commander-in-chief of this incident¡ªfather, how many tasks were dispatched and dispatched in a day, and how many emergencies had to be dealt with urgently.

    It was the grandest funeral I have ever seen in my life.  Crowds are crowded around the clock, and red hats and green hats can be seen everywhere.  The seven houses in front and back of my house (even though there were many houses at the time, and because of this, the village once borrowed my house¡¯s new tile-roofed house as a kindergarten classroom) were almost full.? degree.

    So popular, the completion was beyond my father's expectations.  Since people are here, you have to treat them to dinner.  Then, another unexpected scene appeared.  It's definitely the only thing I've ever seen in my life.  All the invited people, after arriving, directly picked up two bowls, put a certain amount of food together with the mouth of the two bowls, and then went straight home.

    This is the weirdest treat I've ever seen in my life.  Father had expected that there would be a lot of people, so he set up more than a dozen tables at once.  At the time, it was quite a spectacle.  But the dozens of tables were all empty, and there was no one there.  It's not that our family is too unpopular, no one came to join us.  In fact, the number of people who came could not be more.  However, there is no one at Ruoduo's dinner table.  It's not that everyone has finished eating and left, but that no one sat down at all from the beginning to the end.

    Seeing the grand scene of huge crowds of people, my father didn't intend to complete the task of entertaining the guests all at once.  Therefore, in my father's plan, the running water mat was prepared.  Who would have thought that his father's plan would be exceptionally successful.  Perhaps, since the word "flowing water banquet" appeared, there is no banquet that can be regarded as a banquet with the word "flowing water" better than this funeral banquet in our family.  There was an endless stream of people coming to the banquet, and everyone buckled the two bowls full of food together, and then left very decisively.  They will never take more than two minutes.  One after another, one after another, there is an endless flow of people, just like uncorrupted water.  The name "flowing water" is really the most appropriate.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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