The big pig's head, grinning, was placed in the middle of the altar. In the past, the pig's head was used to offer sacrifices, which was a bit scary. After Ao Mukang made the smoke, the pig's head was covered with a little fireworks, which looked much more pleasing to the eyes.

But a whole pig's head was put there and stared at people, which made people feel sad. Ao Mudong stared at him for a while and turned his head uncomfortable, then pulled Lu Wuyi, who came to join in the fun, and said, "Look at him, don't look at me."

Lu Wuyi was confused: "What's wrong?"

Ao Mudong pointed to the pig's head and whispered: "Look at that thing, do you have any ideas?"

Lu Wuyi swallowed and smiled, "This is a tribute to the gods and Bodhisattvas and ancestors. Do you dare to have any ideas? But I do know a few extraordinary ways to eat pig heads. I tell you, pig head meat..."

"Are you a Taotie? This can all be associated with food. Aren't you afraid?" Ao Mudong looked incredible.

Lu Wuyi looked puzzled: "What are you afraid of? I'm afraid it's not delicious?"

Ao Mudong had nothing to say, and finally gave him a thumbs up and said, "He is a good man."

"That's absolutely." Lu Wuyi didn't know why he praised him, but as long as it sounded nice.

Ao Muyang waved and said, "Don't talk there, come and set up the altar together. Dongzi, bring the goose over to me, Xiaoxiao, don't touch it."

Lu Wuyi said, "What's wrong? My ancestors are still picky about food? You can't eat anything that outsiders have touched?"

"roll."

Ao Mudong raised a whole goose with internal organs and a red ribbon tied around his neck.

When Ao Zhisheng saw it, he shook his head: "Fuck, who tied the rope?"

"This is a red tie. I haven't worshipped my ancestors for a long time. I have to be a little polite." Ao Mudong laughed.

This kind of ancestral temple has not been processed for many years. This time, there are many things to be worshipped in the reopening of the ancestral temple, and it is indeed polite and polite. But just putting a tie on the white goose, the old man thinks this is a wrong way.

Big pig's head and big white goose are hard goods, and there are eight species of fish with complete scales, which can be placed in a circle along the altar.

Ao Muyang asked Ao Qianlai to show it, but he turned out to be a heart-shaped figure. Seeing Ao Zhisheng, Ao Zhiman and Ao Zhiyi and other elderly people were very upset...

There are fish, duck eggs, tofu, and rice cake strips. Among them, rice cakes are particularly common, because they are called gold bars in fishermen. They are golden in color and look very beautiful after being cut into strips.

This year's gold bar rice cake is more particular. Several children put gold foil on it and the sun shines on the rice cake, making it shine golden.

Seeing this scene, Ao Zhisheng smiled: "Xiaojun, you have finally matured, and at least have done some serious business."

Several children also grinned. Seeing his son Ao Xiaojun smiling, Ao Mukang's black face suddenly turned gray and white.

Someone wanted to place rice cakes, but he picked them up and muttered: "How come this rice cake is so light?"

Ao Zhiyi scolded: "What rice cake? These are gold bars. The gold bars are heavy. How can they be light and flutter? Don't talk nonsense by big cubs."

The man handed him the rice cake and said, "Here, I'll give you gold bars and try it yourself."

Ao Zhiyi took it into his hand and felt something was really wrong. He thought about it and took it open the gold foil, and then his beard was so angry that he shivered: "Who did he dig rice cakes and eat it? Whose child is so greedy?"

The man smiled teasingly and said, "What rice cake? This is gold bar! The gold bars are hard, who can dig it to eat?"

Ao Muyang rushed over and looked at Ao Mukang immediately. Ao Mukang pushed his son and said hurriedly: "I'm already beating!"

"There are hard work without credit. I came up with the idea of ​​pasting gold foil." Ao Xiaojun shouted.

"It must be that you gave me some advice to pick rice cakes." Ao Mukang was so angry that he was constipated. "Why can you do that so much? Why dare you do anything? Can I call your father? Can you calm me down?"

Ao Xiaojun shouted again: "You can't hit me, if you hit me, it means that the Bodhisattva is not good at using it."

Ao Zhiyi said angrily: "What are you talking about?"

Ao Xiaojun said, "I didn't say nonsense. When I was packing gold bars, I kowtowed to the Bodhisattva and the ancestors and asked them to bless me not to be beaten again this year. Dad, if you beat me, it means that the Bodhisattva and the ancestors are not effective!"

Ao Mukang took a breath, and he didn't dare to do anything.

Ao Muzhi said viciously: "It's just that the Bodhisattva and the ancestors don't bless you! It's okay, Dakang, continue to beat him up, come on, I'll hold him down for you!"

Ao Xiaojun hurriedly said, "Children are the flowers of the family. I am still a bud. If the Bodhisattva and ancestors do not bless me with buds like me, then why should he bless you..."

"Don't make a noise, what a serious occasion." Ao Muyang frowned and said, "Forget it, Brother Kang, don't beat him today."

Ao Xiaojun immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Uncle Xiaoyang, you are a man, pure."

Ao Muyang continued to say to Ao Mukang: "Anyway, there are not two days this year. You will beat him after the New Year. Remember to add interest and beat him for a while."

Ao Xiaojun was stunned.

The rest of the work is no longer necessary. Ao Mukang, and Ao Muyang asked him to focus on the children and not make trouble.

According to the rules of sacrifice, both pig heads and goose heads must be facing outwards. This means welcoming the Bodhisattva to enter the door, while the fish heads must be facing inwards. Because there is more than every year, the rest must be in the house and cannot fall outside.

Pig heads, white gooses, fish and rice cakes, etc. are called Seven Lives Blessings. These offerings are placed in the five livestock plates. In order to gather these five livestock plates, Lao Ao also mobilized the whole village.

In addition to the seven blessing gifts, there are many other things on the offerings, including garlic with roots and beards, and five-color dried fruits: black dates, longan, lychee, peanuts, and red dates; five-color vegetables: black fungus, enoki mushrooms, dried fragrant, oil tofu, and vermicelli; five-color pastry fruits: oranges, bananas, apples, pastries, etc.

Ao Muyang was glad that he invited Ao Zhisheng and Ao Zhiman to preside over the presidency, but he had no idea about these rules.

The tributes were all arranged, and a group of people squatted outside the door and rested on the hillside. Someone was smoking. Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "Don't smoke first, set off firecrackers soon, don't accidentally ignite the firecrackers."

Seeing the listless Ao Xiaojun taking out the strings of firecrackers, he smiled and said, "Uncle Xiaoyang asked me to make a contribution to atone for his sins. How about I help some firecrackers?"

Ao Muyang smiled and shook his head: "Dream, child."

Ao Xiaojun said weakly: "I can't sleep, why do you dream?"

Ao Muyang said: "You should be honest with me, Brother Kang, look forward to your son."

Ao Mukanghu said to Ao Xiaojun with a face, "Don't you calm me down, otherwise I will break your legs next year so that you can't go to school!"

When Ao Xiaojun was excited when he heard this, he asked, "Really? You can't tell lies by guarding your ancestors and Bodhisattvas."

Ao Mukang had no choice but to be soft-hearted: "Son, just be considerate of your father. Today is a serious matter. Don't do anything randomly. Can you? You want to set off firecrackers and go home to get the ones at home."
Chapter completed!