The store is full of passers-by

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Yingying immediately became excited and said: "I have, I have, I want to sleep with my brother."

"No."

Yun Hao refused without even thinking about it.

Then he announced in front of everyone, "In this way, the male group, the female group, Xiao Yi, Zhou Mie, and I will sleep in the same room, Liu Rushi, Youxi, you and Yingying will sleep in the same room."

"Ah."

Everyone has no opinion, except ying ying.

"Humph!"

Yingying pouted unwillingly, and said, "Smelly brother, bad brother, why..."

Yun Hao ignored her at all and followed the village head to the prepared room.

The crowd quickly followed.

"You wait for me."

Seeing that she was at the end, she quickly chased after her.

After everyone settled down, the village chief found Yunhao.

"village head."

Yun Hao walked up to him and said, "Are you looking for me?"

"Patriarch, you are here."

The village head said with a smile: "Sit down, sit down."

After Yunhao sat down.

Only then did he say: "As the patriarch, since you are back, you should go to the ancestral hall."

Ancestral hall?

Yun Hao's heart fluttered.

In his impression, the ancestral hall of Yunjia Village is the most sacred, solemn, and inviolable place in Yunjia Village. It will only be opened when there are important events in the village, and it is always locked on weekdays.

"I see."

Yun Hao replied.

As the patriarch, he is indeed obliged to go to the ancestral hall and pay homage.

Seeing that he agreed, the village chief handed him the cane representing the patriarch.

Yun Hao took it, and the two came outside the ancestral hall together.

Although the ancestral hall is the most sacred place in the entire Yunjia Village, it is just an inconspicuous little house from the outside.

It can't be compared with the surrounding compound at all.

The village chief took out a key and opened the lock hanging on the door.

Whoa!

With the sound of the iron chain passing through the door knocker, the dusty door was opened, and a cloud of dust rose.

Push the door and walk in.

It's relatively tidy inside.

On the chopping board, two pillars of ingot candles were still burning, and an incense burner was placed in the middle, which was filled with incense, but it was almost burnt, and a layer of incense ash fell into the incense burner.

"Someone comes in here to clean it regularly."

Seeing the doubt in Yunhao's eyes, the village head explained softly.

Yun Hao didn't speak.

Looking up at the ancestral tablets enshrined on the table, there are nearly thirty or forty large and small.

He also saw the tablets of the five sons of the Yun family in it.

A hundred years.

The living people at the time have now turned into loess, and only these plaques remain.

"Patriarch."

The village chief said, "I'll wait for you outside."

With that said, he left the room.

When leaving, the door of the room was also concealed.

Yun Hao looked at the name on the plaque, although a hundred years had passed, but for him, the two sides had only separated not long ago, and goodbye was already a yin and yang.

He grabbed a handful of incense from the incense table on the side, lit it on the candlestick, and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Big brother."

Yun Hao's eyes flickered, as if tears were welling up, and he said, "I've come to see you."

With the censer, green smoke curls up.

Yunhao's voice was hoarse.

The figure of the eldest brother, the scene from a hundred years ago, kept reappearing in his mind.

As the green smoke in the incense burner continued to fill, the entire ancestral hall became smoggy.

Yun Hao suddenly felt dizzy.

Then his body softened, he fell to the ground, and fell into a dream.

Yun Hao looked around suspiciously.

He was still in the ancestral hall just now, but in the blink of an eye, he has already arrived here.

Just now.

"Little Haoer."