According to the rules of Changzhi, the Chinese New Year's Eve should take the ancestors home and enjoy the fragrant food, and on the evening of the fifth day of the new year, usually after dark, the ancestors should be sent to the intersection where they came, kowtow and burn paper to send away.
According to the old tradition, these things are presided over by the eldest son of the descendants, and the men participate, but the women do not participate, including the burning of paper in the tomb during the Qingming Festival, and the women cannot participate.
Now there are many only children, and it is impossible to pay attention to it, many people before the sixties and seventies are still sticking to the tradition, and people in the eighties and nineties are slowly fading the traditional thinking.
Especially if both husband and wife are only children, they will only receive the man's ancestors and not the woman's ancestors during the New Year.
Originally, the nostalgia for ancestors is mainly the nostalgia in the heart, which is expressed in a certain way, and when there are many children, by participating in this kind of ceremony, the younger generation of the descendants will strengthen the memory, which is conducive to the inheritance from generation to generation.
In the past two years, the eldest brother and brother have celebrated the New Year in Beijing, and the sacrifice of parents-in-law and ancestors will be completed by us, for this reason, my wife's sister, after eating on the second day of the Lunar New Year, stayed here with me, and did not return to her home until last night when she sent her ancestors.
If my wife's sister doesn't come on the fifth night of the new year, I can only give up participating in the ceremony on my side of the house and accompany my wife to send her ancestors here.
This year, my wife had my sister as a companion, and my son and I went to my eldest brother's house.
Continuous heating, after going downstairs yesterday evening, there was a strong wind, and it rained lightly, I bought a tribute, I stood at the intersection for a long time, I couldn't get a taxi, and my son called a car with a mobile phone, and I couldn't get in line.
It is said that yesterday, which is also the so-called Valentine's Day for young people, the meaning of life, to put it simply, is nothing more than being busy with life and busy with death, and Valentine's Day may be the romance between life and death.
Life is painful, death is also sad, only love is sweet, if life lacks love, life is meaningless, or even meaningless.
It just so happened that my wife's niece, who drove to pick her up, sent us to my eldest brother's house by the way. After sending off the ancestors, my wife's sister is going back.
I went to the eldest brother's house with my son, but the younger brother and his son have not yet arrived, and the eldest brother's younger son has arrived, and the eldest son can't come over because of the entertainment. For this reason, the eldest brother also complained twice, saying that the people who invite guests to dinner are not long-sighted, but choose to drink on the day of sending their ancestors.
My annual classmates dinner is also chosen on the evening of the fifth day of the first lunar month, but I can send my ancestors before going to the dinner, and this year I changed the time.
Paying tribute to the ancestors, kowtowing, when it gets dark, you can send it, the rain is heavy, the weather is warm, it has not turned into snow, seven men, all of them are adults who are almost thirty years old, my younger brother's son, only half a year younger than my son, and my eldest brother is eight years older than me.
I didn't have an umbrella, I went to the river in the rain, and after sending my ancestors, when I came back, my clothes were wet. As usual, you want to drink some wine, the three brothers, once upon a time, drinking two catties of liquor was not enjoyable, today, a bottle of liquor was not drunk, or six people drank some.
After eating, thinking about the nineteenth day of the first month, the mother's death day has arrived again, the tenth anniversary of the death day, it is discussed to let the eldest sister and the second sister participate, and in the future, simplify some procedures, only on the 15th day of July, Qingming, and the New Year, the three times to worship the ancestors, and cancel the parents' birthdays and anniversaries four sacrifices.
The brothers and sisters are also not young, and they have to be tired of the sacrifice seven times a year.
The eldest brother is a traditional and rigorous person, as the eldest son in the family, attaches great importance to the sacrifice of ancestors, every year on the Qingming Festival, others go to the grave, burn paper, simply shovel a few shovels of soil to cover the grave, and the spring outing is relaxed.
The three of us brothers will work hard and work hard, because the grave of the grandparents is migrated, there are only two small boxes, and the grave is very small, after more than 20 years of hard work of the three brothers, the grave is now very large.
Not only sacrifices, but also work, except for my younger brother's loopers, my eldest brother and I are also too sincere, spending ten times more effort, but also pursuing perfection, in fact, it is very tiring.
Traditional customs, are thousands of years of precipitation, when I was a child, the tomb of Qingming was much more complicated than now, burned paper money, paper clothes, are printed by themselves, made by hand. Qingming, the ancestral tomb, to wait for all the uncles and brothers, the scale is large, and the attention is many.
Social development, concept renewal, modern people, pay more attention to the quality of personal life and taste, to worship ancestors, will slowly weaken, is also normal.
It's just that when we get older, our hearts become soft, and sometimes involuntarily and sentimentally. For decades, we sweat like rain when we go to the grave, and we have to pile up the graves of our grandparents who have never seen them at all.
Many of the things we do with our hearts may be meaningless, and many of the people we love with our hearts will never think of you again in the future. Live in the moment, take care of your body, eat three meals a day, eat and drink well, more important than others.
To live, to be grateful to God, to be grateful to parents, to be grateful to the bottom of our hearts, and to pass on to future generations, a hundred years later, we are all a speck of dust in the universe, no matter whether we were once poor or what big people.
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