Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 268 Yingcai
Yang Lan'er walked up to his silly deer and asked gently, "Are you ready?"
Tan Anjun tilted his head with a smile in his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Alright, all the sacrifices on the table are ready."
Yang Laner saw there was a pig head and a pig tail on the altar table, which was supposed to represent a pig, as well as a fish, a chicken, a goose egg incense candle, etc., and set the table.
This was the first time Yang Lan'er had officially witnessed the ancient beam raising ceremony, after a while, the craftsmen brought the main beam tied with red silk to the front of the street fairy hall.
Then the craftsman uses a rope to pull the beam upwards. While pulling the beam, the firecrackers roared, and Zeng Qingsheng shouted: "Good luck!"
Wait for Liang Shanghao, Tan Anjun lifted the red cloth bag carried by Yang's father, and carried it to his little wife's ears: "Wait for me!"
"Oh," Yang Lan'er's ears itched, for some reason, staring at his back with confusion in his eyes, what are you waiting for him to do?
Tan Anjun climbed up the wooden stairs onto the beam, and hung many small cloth bags on the cloth bags on the beams.
"This is his moral: Fu, Lu, Shou, Xi, and eternal green." Mother Yang stood by her side at some point, explaining in her ear.
The surrounding area was too noisy, Yang Lan'er turned his head and smiled at Yang's mother.
Afterwards, Tan Anjun came down from the roof to receive the red cloth bag thrown by the craftsman.
"This means receiving the treasure, Lan'er, the son-in-law did it safely, without shaking his hand." Mother Yang was overjoyed, her eyes narrowed, that son-in-law must be a money hunter!
After Tan Anjun received the red cloth bag, all the villagers who witnessed the excitement rushed into the new house, adults and children.
Yang Lan'er was startled, saw Tan Anjun approaching, leaned towards him a little in shock, grabbed his arm, and asked gently, "Master, why are all these people rushing in?"
Tan Anjun looked at the face of his small wife who was wide-eyed and curious, and laughed out loud: "This is throwing a beam, meaning 'money flowing in'. As for what will be thrown away, you will see later."
Zeng Qingsheng stood on the roof, grinned and said: "Throw the beam to the east, and the east will be full of sunrise!" After that, he threw candy, steamed bread, copper coins, and other objects to the east.
Yang Lan'er blinked, and complained in his heart: This steamed bun fell to the ground, so many people stepped on it, is it still edible?
Uh! Yang Lan'er looked at the three of them with their necks raised, and echoed into each other from a distance, not to mention they actually had a unique attraction!
"Throw the beam to the west, and the unicorn sends a son to hang double happiness!"
"OK!"
"Sir, this singing and drinking really set the whole atmosphere." Yang Lan'er pulled his arm and said excitedly.
The crazy factor in the deepest part of his heart was a little ready to make a move, what should I do?
"Throw the beam south, and the descendant will be the number one scholar!"
"OK!"
Zeng Qingsheng shouted wildly as he cheered, the men, women and children on the ground rushed to fight, it was very lively.
"Throw the beam and throw it north, stack the white rice for an entire year!"
"OK!"
Yang Lan'er looked at the thin smile on Tan Anjun's lips from start to finish, and smiled cunningly: "Master, why did Xiao Wu and San receive the award?"
Tan Anjun's smile froze for a moment, then recovered in an instant, rubbing his little wife's head with affection in his eyes: "Task master to win the prize, they are my subordinates, and they represent me."
So, isn't it the same for everyone who wins the lottery?
He didn't want everyone watching!
squinting into the hands of the little wife who was tightly gripping his sleeve, he just wanted her to fool herself?