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Chapter 285 is both an ancestral worship ceremony and a treasure hunt .
With a warm smile on his face, Chen Jianwen said with great interest:
"This five-finger peach has many uses! It is a rare and valuable medicinal herb."
If you use it to make soup, the taste is incredibly delicious.
Moreover, drinking soup made with it can strengthen the spleen and lungs, promote qi circulation, and eliminate dampness, which is very beneficial to the body.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's start digging!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Chen shouted loudly.
In an instant, a group of young people became interested, their eyes sparkling with excitement. They picked up hoes and began digging with great enthusiasm.
Compared to the monotonous "land reclamation" work before, the process of searching for and digging up the five-finger peach is obviously much more interesting now.
Laughter and cheerful voices echoed through the mountains and forests.
Watching the young man's energetic demeanor, Chen Jianwen smiled and reminded him:
"Everyone, dig carefully and try to dig it all out. Don't dig up any other unknown roots or stems as well."
Several young men swung their hoes vigorously, shouting loudly:
"Uncle Wen, don't worry, we know what we're doing!"
"Wow, the roots of this five-finger peach are quite deep!"
A young man shouted, his forehead already covered in sweat, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.
"Of course, good things take some effort to obtain."
Another young man responded, digging the soil again and again with his hoe, his eyes fixed on the roots that were gradually emerging from the ground.
Before long, the first five-finger peach plant was dug out intact.
"We found it! We found it!"
"so big!"
The young man who dug it up excitedly held up the five-finger peach, like a general who had won a battle.
Seeing this, the others became even more enthusiastic, shouting "Keep digging!" and began to search carefully around the area again.
Before long, several more plants were found.
"This one is nice; it looks bigger than the previous one."
"Everyone should dig separately, and then we'll see who digs out the biggest and most complete one."
"..."
Everyone started digging with renewed enthusiasm, chatting and laughing amongst themselves.
Before long, the few five-finger peach trees that had been found were lying flat on the ground, and everyone began to compare them.
“This one is the biggest,” everyone said, pointing to the one Chen Chen had dug up at the beginning.
"That one's a pity, it was broken off, otherwise it would definitely be bigger than Brother Chen's!"
"Take these back, and you'll have enough to make several big pots of soup."
"When we get back, we'll chop it up and share it with everyone to make soup. Wild ones are much more fragrant than the ones sold in the market."
"Brother Chen, where are you going... Oh dear, there's tea foam, and you didn't even say anything."
“There are also wild strawberries here.”
"..."
While everyone was excitedly running around searching for treasure, the elders had already arranged the offerings neatly and lit incense and candles.
With solemn expressions, they bowed reverently to their ancestors' tombstones, murmuring prayers for their ancestors to bless their family with peace and prosperity for their descendants.
The young people here, though busy searching for treasure, would occasionally glance at their elders, their reverence for ancestor worship growing stronger amidst the lively atmosphere.
When they had dug enough, they put down their tools, dusted themselves off, and went to their elders to join in the ancestral worship ceremony. The laughter and chatter in the mountains gradually transformed into a solemn atmosphere. After the worship ceremony for one ancestral grave was completed, the group did not stop for a moment, but tacitly put away the offerings.
"Make sure to extinguish all embers before you leave."
"Is everything packed?"
"Keep it safe!"
After confirming that everything that needed to be brought had been brought and anything that shouldn't have been left behind had been dealt with, everyone headed straight to the next ancestral grave.
The mountain road was rugged and winding. The group walked slowly along the path, their steps slightly tired, but still steady and powerful.
In the mountains and forests, the chirping of birds rose and fell, as if adding a touch of natural music to this solemn sacrificial ceremony.
Sunlight filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled patterns that fell on everyone's shoulders, like a gentle caress from their ancestors.
Upon arriving at the next ancestral grave, everyone methodically set out the offerings once again.
Fresh fruit exudes an enticing aroma, delicate pastries are neatly arranged, and wisps of smoke, carrying people's deepest wishes, slowly drift towards the sky.
The younger generation consciously picked up brooms and gently swept away the fallen leaves and debris around the ancestral graves, their movements meticulous and earnest, as if each sweep was a conversation with their ancestors.
The older generation solemnly arranged the incense and candles, murmuring prayers for their ancestors to bless the family with peace and prosperity, and for their descendants to have good fortune and happiness.
Then, everyone knelt down in turn and kowtowed in reverence.
Every time we bow our heads, it is filled with gratitude and remembrance for our ancestors.
Every time I get up, I do so with anticipation and confidence for the future.
A gentle breeze rustled through the air, stirring the hems of people's clothes, as if the ancestors were responding to this profound respect.
After completing the worship at this ancestral grave, the group rushed to the next location without stopping.
Nestled in these rolling mountains, ancestral graves bear witness to the family's heritage and continuation.
This sacrificial journey also strengthens the emotional bonds within the family, ensuring that everyone deeply remembers where their roots lie.
As the ancestral worship ceremony progressed, the offerings that were originally full in the carrying pole gradually decreased.
As everyone harvested more and more wild produce from the mountains, the joy of finding treasures in the forests gradually filled everyone's hearts.
Chen Chen reaped the greatest rewards during this process.
His two trouser pockets were bulging, filled with all sorts of wild treasures.
Not only that, he also tucked up the hem of his coat, which was filled with plenty of plump and tender tea leaves.
At this moment, he was holding a large bunch of blooming honeysuckle in his hand, and the fresh fragrance surrounded him, adding a unique touch of fun to this ancestral worship trip.
Before we knew it, time had slipped away, and as dusk approached, it was almost time to leave.
Thus, today's ancestral worship ceremony has come to a successful conclusion.
Everyone packed their belongings and set off on their journey home.
Meanwhile, Chen Yuanyuan had already returned home from school.
At this moment, she and Lin Muxi were helping out in the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law, let me tell you, you and my brother are quite famous at our school now!"
"It's not as exaggerated as you say!"
"No exaggeration, really no exaggeration at all! Sister-in-law, you can't imagine, someone took a picture of you and my brother and uploaded it to our school group chat, and it spread like wildfire. Now the whole school group chat is in an uproar!"
Lin Muxi asked with some curiosity, "It's just a photo, how did it spread so widely? What are people saying about it?" (End of Chapter)
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