Chapter 03: Chapter 3 Recognizing the Ancestor and Returning to the Clan
Renovating an old house takes very little effort at all.
Not long after, Jiang Chengdong brought a dozen or so Jiang family members to help Jiang Lin repair the house.
Jiang Lin took out thirty yuan from his suitcase and walked towards Jiang Chengdong.
"Brother Dong, thank you. These are wages for the big guys, please accept them."
Looking at the three strips handed over by Jiang Lin, Jiang Chengdong knew that they were thirty yuan, but he suddenly became serious:
"Brother Lin, let's not talk about it as we are cousins. As fellow villagers in our hometown, we usually go to help whenever something happens, no matter how much money we get, isn't this looking down on us?"
Jiang Lin was startled, and then he collected the money knowingly.
"I'm sorry, Brother Dong, I'm used to it in the United States."
As a modern person, when someone comes to do something for you, you have to pay some wages. However, in this era, most clans help each other without charging any money.
After thinking about it, Jiang Lin said:
"Everyone helped me repair the house, and I have to show my appreciation, so I'll treat you all to a meal."
"Brother Lin, this help is what you should have. There is no need to waste money." Jiang Chengdong frowned.
Others also echoed: "Yes, yes, it is all as it should be."
Jiang Lin laughed: "But I also want to invite the clan leaders to come over and let us all get together so that I can get acquainted with my brothers and sisters. So, go and call all the brothers and sisters.
We'll set up a table at the door later. If you don't come, you won't give me face."
As soon as this was said, everyone thought it made sense, so they had no choice but to go home and call their family members over to help anyone who needed help first.
But this time for dinner, Jiang Lin not only invited the people who helped him, but also the elders of the Jiang family.
The meal was ordered from the best restaurant in town and cost Jiang Lin a full forty yuan.
At the door of Jiang Lin's new home, things became lively for a while. The clan elders, a dozen helpers and their families were all invited by Jiang Lin. There were hundreds of people.
Eight or nine tables were set up, and many children stared at the meat dishes on the table, swallowing their saliva for a while, but the elders did not say anything, and no one of them dared to make a move.
Jiang Lin walked to the table where the clan leader and clan elders were sitting, holding a glass of rice wine in his hand. This was Shanyin's famous rice wine, and it was said that it had even entered the palace.
"Uncle, thank you for allowing me to come back. This first glass of wine is my nephew's toast."
The old patriarch's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Brother Lin came back with your father's last wish. Of course he must return to our own home. You are right to come back."
After saying that, he drank a glass of rice wine, but from his eyes, he could still see some regrets. Egyuechuan did not come back, which may have always been his heartache.
"Okay, everyone, let's eat. This is Brother Lin's first meal back in the clan, so he will be happy."
When the old patriarch spoke, the children cheered, and then quickly started working hard on the food on the table.
The clan elders didn't often eat food from restaurants in the town. They all ate happily and nodded from time to time, and when they saw Jiang Lin, they smiled at him to show it.
"Thank you for your hard work, brothers. Let's eat and drink well today."
"Brother Lin, where are you talking?"
The helping brothers and sisters signaled.
After the meal, Jiang Lin became familiar with everyone.
However, while everyone was chatting, Jiang Lin vaguely heard a familiar name.
"...I'm telling you, this Taoist priest is my cousin's master. Of course he can catch zombies."
"I heard from my cousin that they often encounter zombies, female ghosts and the like, but they are no match for Taoist Master Mamadi."
"What, a female ghost? Isn't she pretty? Your cousin has never touched a female ghost?"
"Hey, she's not pretty. If you meet her, you might die before you even see her. She even dares to think of a female ghost. You are so brave."
Hearing the name Mamadi, Jiang Lin recalled it carefully, and then his face suddenly changed.
He quickly rushed to the table where they were chatting and took a closer look. It was Xiao San'er who was bragging about his cousin.
Jiang Lin didn't have time to think too much and asked quickly: "Xiao San'er, what do you think your cousin's master is called?"
Xiao San'er was stunned and said: "Master Mamadi, he is a famous corpse exorcist here in Jiangnan. Brother Lin, let me tell you, my cousin Zhu Qiang studied under him, he is very powerful.
Already."
"Mama Di, Mum Di, isn't this just a music zombie? Am I coming to a world of music zombies?"
Jiang Lin walked aside, took a deep breath, and was a little dumbfounded. It seemed that the driver who pulled him over did not lie to him. There really were zombies in this world, not only zombies, but also female ghosts.
"No wonder the system gave me a thousand-year-old mahogany sword. This was already a trap."
After having enough food and wine, everyone returned home happily.
The next day, the clan leader held a ceremony for Jiang Lin to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. Those who came to witness the ceremony, in addition to the elders of the Jiang family and many clan members, were the mayor and village elders of Nanming Town.
Township elders are different from clan elders. Township elders are highly respected people in the whole town. They are basically old people with some status in the town. There is even a person who was elected during the Daoguang period. However, he is too old. Unless something big happens, this will not happen.
The old man won't show up.
"This must be Mr. Jiang Lin who returned from overseas. He is really a talented person." The mayor's name is Jiang Wangyuan. He seems to have a surname of Jiang. In fact, he has nothing to do with the Jiang family. He is already in his sixties, but he looks like a young man.
Somewhat old.
Jiang Lin was dressed in a black suit. He looked like a rich young man in the provincial capital. Anyone with a discerning eye could identify him. Jiang Wangyuan also heard that Jiang Lin was extraordinary and came here to take a look.
"The mayor is too flattering."
After a simple greeting to the mayor, the ceremony of recognizing ancestors and returning to the clan began.
Jiang Lin bought the three animals and six animals, as well as ingot candles and many other things.
"Fire the cannon."
"Genealogy please."
"Sacrifice to ancestors."
Recognizing one's ancestors and returning to the clan basically consists of these three steps, and Jiang Lin completed them meticulously.
"Okay, the recognition of ancestors and return to the clan is completed. From now on, Jiang Lin will return to my Jiang family." As the clan leader announced, everyone relaxed at once. Jiang Lin is not the only one who is doing ancestor worship. Others are doing it.
People from all walks of life must also worship their ancestors together, and the etiquette must be indispensable.
Afterwards, there was a banquet, which was attended by the mayor and villagers who came to witness the ceremony. Fortunately, Jiang Lin had already ordered meals in the restaurant.
There were more people at the banquet this time. If Jiang Lin hadn't returned to reality and prepared Dayang beforehand, he might not have enough money left to pay for the banquet.
The main reason is that Jiang Lin wanted to really treat the clan members to a meal, so he communicated with the clan leader in advance. Otherwise, there would be no need to hold a banquet for ordinary people to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan. At most, they would just treat a few highly respected clan elders to a meal.
Thousands of people from the Jiang family came to this banquet, which almost overwhelmed the restaurants in the town. In the end, the Jiang family had to help out and slaughtered dozens of animals.
After the banquet, Jiang Lin's bag was completely empty.
"Relying on reality is not a long-term solution after all. It seems that I have to exchange a batch of good things for some money."
Jiang Lin brought many good things, all of which are modern handicrafts made of synthetic jade.
In this era, there is no way to synthesize jade. If his items were sold, they would definitely be worth a lot of money.