There are still quite a lot of people celebrating the New Year in Longxi this year. In addition to Wang Zan's return, Wang Xianzhi also came from Chaoge, and Tang Da and Wang Dongzhi will also celebrate the New Year here.

The Wang family is already sparsely populated, and it was rare to get together in previous years. Now the world of the family is so peaceful. In addition, the old man is getting older, so he just thinks about getting together.

The word "year" sounds very festive, but the cruel thing is that it will be less than a year in a year.

The day before the New Year, at around 7 o'clock in the evening, Wang Jingzhe was carrying a few bundles of paper money and a few bottles of wine and cigarettes, and called Wang Zan. The father and the other two came to a crossroads.

"As the years have passed, there is no need to go to your great-grandfather's grave to burn paper. Just burn it at the intersection. In previous years, I and your grandfather were burned together. This year, you came here before the New Year, so let's cook it together." Wang Jingzhe squatted on the ground, first lit a bundle of burn paper, then unscrewed a bottle of wine and poured it into the fire.

"Boom" the flames suddenly burned and rose high.

"Gudu, Gudu" Wang Jingzhe picked up another bottle of wine and took two sips, and handed it to Wang Zan and said, "Come on, drink some with your great grandfather. I probably won't be lonely when I am below, but there are not many opportunities to drink with others. Your great-grandson must be with you."

Wang Fengrao Wang Zan has never seen it before, but he has heard it from Wang Jingzhe several times. His great-grandfather perfectly proves the word "partnership" is. During the years when Wang Jingzhe was busy for his destiny, Wang Fengrao went to Baguailipo, a major evil place at that time, and waded a path for Wang Jingzhe that could change his fortune against the will of heaven.

After drinking two big sips of wine, my stomach suddenly felt like a fire started. Although the winter in Longxi is not as cold as the Northeast, it will snow. After drinking a few sips of wine, it will immediately make people feel much warmer.

"I really miss your great grandfather. Calculate his age. If the old man hadn't gone to Baguailipo, he would have been almost as old as he was. What a pity..." Wang Jingzhe squatted on the ground, his eyes turned a little red when he spoke, as if Wang Fengrao was standing in front of him.

Wang Zan did not comfort his father, so he took out a cigarette from his body and handed it over. The father and the two lit one.

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, Wang Jingzhe spitted on the ground and said, "God doesn't have eyes, he likes to torture and harm our Wang family. It's endless generation after generation. The bullshit way of heaven has reincarnation."

Wang Zan whispered: "There is no way, who lets our family know too much?"

The person who made the knife was punished by God in his life because the heavenly secrets had too much insight into it. This is much more serious than committing the five evils and three shortcomings. But there is no way. This is the ancestral property passed down from generation to generation by the Wang family. It is impossible to abandon it, and it is very sad to not abandon it.

"I haven't been to Qin Village under the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum for a long time. You have a second uncle there. If you have time, go over for me after the New Year. If you have time, it's also a piece of Wang's family. You can't break the relationship..." Wang Jingzhe pinched the cigarette butt and drank all the remaining half bottle of wine in one sip.
Chapter completed!