The family rules of the Ran family are nothing more than copying Buddhist scriptures, jailing, kneeling in the ancestral hall, and beating boards.

After all, Mrs. Ran was because it was New Year's Eve and couldn't stand it, so she chose the second best choice to kneel to the ancestral hall.

When the family was supposed to be happy, Ran Shaotang was locked up in the ancestral hall and lived in the same room with the tablets of the ancestors of the Ran family.

The light in the house was dim. Ran Shaotang slowed down for a while, then opened his eyes and gradually saw every corner of the ancestral hall clearly.

The tablets of the ancestors sat upright on the sacrifice table in a staircase.

The three pillars of high fragrance are quietly burning, one hundred and eight candlelights are pounding one after another, and the room is filled with beautiful sandalwood.

Ran Shaotang was tired of kneeling, so he turned his body and turned to sitting.

She stared at her grandfather's tablet in a daze, muttering something in her mind.

You are wise for a lifetime, but you are confused for a while.

What kind of woman did you marry? It was simply a disgrace to the Ran family.

She once doubted whether her biological father was stolen from which concubine Mrs. Ran?

Today, when I saw the mother and son's acting skills, this long-hidden doubt was completely dispelled.

However, she couldn't figure out why her father, who has always been his responsibility to spoil his wife, changed today?

Is there something that she didn't know happened?

The incident happened suddenly, and she just wanted to protect her mother, but she didn't think about it carefully. Now that she calmed down, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was strange.

When the incense of thread as thick as bamboo chopsticks was ignited to two-thirds, Shaotang, who was napping in front of the ancestral tablet, was frightened by the sound of firecrackers.

The old mother who was staring at her outside the door also cheered up and was completely sleepy.

Ran Shaotang yawned, imagining the gorgeous appearance of the night sky outside the door in the sound of firecrackers, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

She hated the fake and compassionate face of the eldest princess the most. Tonight she not only protected her mother as she wished, but also avoided force herself to go to social events. It was worth it even if she was punished by her grandmother to kneel down.

The door behind her was pushed open, and Youguang squeezed in through the crack of the door, then filled the place where she knelt, and lit the little man who was lazy and curled up with his head.

"Oh, my little ancestor must catch a cold sleep like this."

When Ran Shaotang heard this voice, he knew it was Fu's mother Yan Jiang.

She was too lazy to open her eyes, curled up on a futon and wanted to continue sleeping.

The nasal sound was slightly heavy, and he murmured: "Mother Fu, help me cover my clothes, I want to have a good sleep."

Yan Jiang looked at Chen Mama who had been following her and forced Ran Shaotang to straighten her body.

"Don't sleep first, eat before sleeping. Big dumplings must be eaten. This is what the old lady ordered."

The last sentence she said was heavy, and Shaotang opened his eyes impatiently and looked along Fu's mother's shoulder. Chen Ma, who was serving the old lady, was indeed standing outside the door, staring at her fiercely.

Chen said that the old lady sent to see if Ran Shaotang had disobeyed his elders. When she saw her lazy look in front of her ancestors, she coughed twice in dissatisfaction to show her warning.

Ran Shaotang took the plate from Yan Jiang's hand, threw it at Chen Ma, and cursed: "What kind of thing can you dare to pretend to be a tiger in front of the ancestors of the Ran family? Why don't you get out?"

It was too late for Yan Jiang to stop him.

The plate of hot dumplings hit Chen Ma and half fell to the ground.

"Young Master, don't be in trouble with your own stomach if you lose your temper." Yan Jiang patted her on the back, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

This old lady Chen deserves it. She doesn't want you to come, you have to follow her.

Do you think the eldest son is easy to meet?

Chen Ma was humiliated by Ran Shaotang in front of others, and the old lady's newly rewarded clothes were also dirty. She could no longer stay. She shouted at Xu Ma who was guarding the side: "Look at her well." She turned around and left.

Yan Jiang had no choice but to go back and prepare food for her. Before leaving, she told her not to sleep and be careful of catching a cold. She came to send a quilt, but was pushed out by Ran Shaotang.

Xu Ma, who was guarding outside the door, was afraid that she would follow Yan Jiang to leave the ancestral hall, so she hurried forward to stop her.

Ran Shaotang didn't care. Seeing that Yan Jiang had already left the gate of the ancestral hall, she simply sat cross-legged on the futon facing the gate of the ancestral hall.

Xu Mama saw that she didn't kneel down, and couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. She reminded her with a calm face: "If the eldest son forgets the old lady's advice, the old slave can repeat it for the old lady."

Shaotang glanced at her sideways and was in a good mood. He decided to make an exception and say a few more words to enlighten this stubborn old woman.

"Xu Ma, this is my Ran Family Ancestral Hall, where the ancestors of the Ran Family are staying. You are not only dozing off in front of my ancestors and ancestors, but also drooling. Are you afraid that they will call you to come and ask me in advance?"

Xu Ma was unwilling to do such a chore that was not pleasing to the point of being burdened with trouble, but the old lady said that she would stare at the eldest son and not let him be lazy for a moment. Otherwise, she would report to the crime as a result of the crime.

However, Xu Mama is not stupid either. The old lady will return to the west sooner or later. Her contract of selling her body was in the hands of Yu Ruoxian, and she offended the mistress in the Ran Mansion, and her fate will definitely be very miserable.

So, she kept turning a blind eye, not wanting to make things difficult for the eldest son.

Unexpectedly, when he turned a blind eye, he fell asleep and even let the eldest son catch him. It was really a shameful person.

The folds piled up in the corners of her eyes trembled slightly, and she lie with her teeth: "The eldest son cannot slander me. I have been with the eldest son just now."

Shaotang sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me. I'll light a incense to ask my ancestors if they would like to give you a certificate."

The ancestral hall is in the courtyard at the end of the Ran Mansion, surrounded by tall trees, quiet and deep, and is originally a forbidden area. No one except the men of the Ran family dares to come in. There are often rumors that this place is haunted.

She felt gloomy when she was guarding the door. Unexpectedly, the eldest son actually asked the ghost to come out and ask if she was dozing off. She suddenly had goose bumps all over her body.

"Young Master is careful. Don't scare the old slave."

"On New Year's Eve, ancestors will come back from the underworld to reunite with their families. Isn't Xu Ma clear about this custom?"

The little pebbles that Shaotang had been playing with were squeezing at a candle burning behind him without anyone noticing.

Xu Mai has always written to ghosts and gods, but after being threatened by the eldest son, her legs have become weak long ago.

"Know, know. How could I not know?" Xu Ma stuttered and secretly glanced at the Ran family's ancestor tablet, and suddenly a white candle was burned and turned out...

Without wind, did the ancestors of the Ran family really appear?

Xu Mama shouted, "Is there a ghost?" and ran away. However, her legs trembled like sieve crumbs. She ran away. The dumplings thrown on the ground just now became stumbling blocks. She heard a thump and knelt on the cold stone brick outside the door.
Chapter completed!