"Second Master, are you so confused by the wind? Why did you suddenly cry?" A boy next to him reached out to help Wen Shigui, and then asked in surprise.

Wen Shigui raised his head and straightened his body, and said loudly to Hu Xiangjun in the pond: "Mr. Hu, please be careful. This jar contains the deceased sign of our old Wen family!"

When I heard the four words of the Dead sign, not only Wen Xu, but also the people next to me were stunned.

The deceased sign is in local dialect, but if it is a regular one, it is a tablet, which is a wooden spiritual position engraved with the names of the ancestors of the Wen family. This thing is usually enshrined in the ancestral hall. Now there is no ancestral hall in Wenjia Village. I originally thought that the spiritual position had been burned, but now it suddenly appeared again. It is not surprising that everyone was surprised.

Thinking of this thing, related to the social situation at that time, Wen Xu understood that the old man must have been afraid that his ancestors would be blasphemed, so he put these spiritual positions in the jar and sank to the bottom of the pond.

But no one has ever said this for no reason. Now no one in the village knows that the spiritual position is hidden at the bottom of the pond.

"Second brother, are you sure?" Wen Shijie immediately asked excitedly when he heard this, and his voice began to tremble a little.

Wen Shigui made way out and asked Wen Shijie to stand at the entrance of the jar. Wen Shijie stretched his head to the entrance of the jar and looked at it, and immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I saw the words, which were written on it, such as Wen Gong, the words "Xiankao".

When I heard that it was the spiritual position of the ancestors, the people around me immediately became quiet. The Chinese still have respect for their ancestors.

"Everyone can help and get the things up!" Wen Shigui immediately directed the young men of the Wen family around him.

When the boys heard Wen Shigui say something, the boys immediately started to work hard and slowly took over the work.

At this time, Hu Xiangjun and others slowly withdrew from the center of Tangzi. For them, if the spirit position of the ancestors of the Wen family was placed in the jar, they all knew that it would be better for the Wenjia Village family to handle it, because this was not a joke. Even now, if something unexpected happened, they might be able to form a feud with the people in Wenjia Village.

Wen Shigui reached out to take out the spiritual position inside from the first jar, waiting to take it out and take a look. Then he found that the original spiritual position had been split, such as the base and the top of the tablet, and the hollow carved guard plates on both sides were removed. The purpose of disassembly was also very obvious, so it was easier to put it in the jar, and more tablets could be placed in one jar, which occupied almost half of the place less than before.

If we follow the original one, it would probably be only three at most, and now there are more than thirty stuffed here.

Wen Xu reached out to look at the words on the tablet. This person's seniority was obviously higher than Wen Xu's understanding, and he was a person from the Qing Dynasty. So he opened his mouth and asked, "Who is this person?"

Wen Shigui shook his head: "How can I remember this? I have to check the family tree's seniority! Or I have to go to the ancestral tomb to know."

Looking at the tablet in Wen Shigui's hand, Wen Xu felt that the tablet was well preserved, all parts were pretty good, the wood was not broken, and the paint color could be seen on it.

Shi Shangzhen walked to Wen Xu's side at this time and asked in a low voice: "What should I do next?"

Although Shi Shangzhen is smart, she has never encountered this. However, although she has never experienced it, she knows how important the throne of her ancestors is to the Chinese clan. Even if the priest spirit position is now rediscovering the priest spirit position in rural areas is a big deal.

"Leave everything to my second brother! It's nothing to do, go home and go to bed," Wen Xu said softly.

"I'm not sleepy, look at it for a while."

Shi Shangzhen also knew that this matter was not managed by the village director, but was completely a matter of the Wen family. He was not surnamed Wen, and he was not the Wen family's wife. Even the Wen family's wife probably couldn't speak at this time, so he could only watch it. If he participated in it, it would be tiring and not pleased.

As time went by, the jars were carried up by young people in the village. At this time, no one said that they would put the jars down and pull them up. Although they were young, everyone knew that if they did this, they would be beaten up when the elderly at home came!

As the jars were carried out one by one, more and more people came from the village. Half of the jars came up, and the whole Wenjia Village had arrived. The only few were probably Grandpa Jiu, who had a little abnormal mind.

Wen Shigui and several old men of the Shi generation carefully opened the jars. After chanting a few words, he slowly took out the spiritual positions in the jars, and then slowly put them together. If they could separate the parts, they would put them aside, and if they could not be separated, they would put them together.

"This jar is heavy!"

Everyone was looking quietly, and a burst of exclamations came from the pond, and a group of strong boys shouted loudly.

As a result, everyone's eyes fell on the last two jars in the pond.

Wen Shigui frowned: "How heavy can it be! Hurry up and don't be too slow. Even if you sink, you will carry it on me, and you will also carry it on!"

"Second uncle, I really have to go down and carry it!"

Hu Xiangjun said at this time: "We have a slut here, just send a few strong and strong ones to wear."

Then the boys went ashore and changed into a slut, and then they got off the pond. The few of them carried the mud above their knees and lifted the jar together.

The jar does look very heavy. A few strong men took a few steps and had to rest. It took almost ten minutes to carry the jar to the shore.

People around him were very curious about such a heavy thing. Seeing that Wen Shigui was about to open it, the surroundings were immediately filled with people.

Some children are smart, and now they immediately move the lamp hanging outside here. Now Wen Shigui doesn't have to urge people to get out of here, and then they can see the things in the jar.

"Gold! Is it gold?"

As soon as I saw the things inside, with a little yellow color, Cai Feng was immediately excited.

As soon as I heard someone say gold, a group of people immediately became turbulent and rushed forward to see what a jar of gold looks like.

Wen Shigui shouted loudly: "What are you squeezing? What kind of gold is not gold? This is a sacrificial utensil for ancestor worship, copper! Even if you have gold, you can still sell it? Let's go and kick people if you don't let it go!"

After Wen Shigui said this, the crowd immediately took a step back, but in just one step, everyone still wanted to see if the jar was gold or copper, as Wen Shigui said.

How could these people hide their thoughts from Wen Shigui? He took out a small bowl from the jar and put it in the hand of the nearest person: "Take it to see if it's gold?"

"Grandpa, I don't have the money to buy gold, how can I know if it is?"

"You can tell the amount of the portions. You can't try copper and gold! Or just take a bite?" Wen Shigui said.

"No bite, there is rust on it"

"You know, this is copper! The gold is rusty. You also want to be blind. In our Wenjia Village, you are so poor that you think our ancestors can buy a complete set of gold sacrificial utensils?" Wen Shigui said as he reached out and took out one.

Many people in the crowd have seen gold. When they see this, they understand that no matter what this thing is made of, it is not made of gold anyway.

In addition, when Wen Shigui said this, everyone felt it was reasonable. Except for the stories passed down in the village, it was difficult for the village to marry a wife in other periods, so there was no money to buy this, so someone in the crowd suddenly laughed, and the atmosphere in the whole air suddenly relaxed.

There are a lot of things in the jar, and there are almost twenty or thirty bowls in the basin. Such a large copper sacrificial utensil looks so heavy.

"This one is heavy, good guy, it's an incense burner." Wen Shigui reached out to the bottom of the jar and touched it, and he felt what the last thing was: "There is another thing, maybe the lid."

When I was waiting to take it out, Wen Xu's eyes lit up immediately. It was obvious that the incense burner was different from what I had taken out before. This thing was not rusted and a little dark red. There seemed to be a layer of patina on the outside, which looked very beautiful.

Wen Xu had heard of an incense burner before, and some people knew about the Ming Xuande furnace. When he thought of this, Wen Xu reached out to take the incense burner, turned over to see if there was a model at the bottom of the furnace.

To be honest, Wen Xu wanted to see the signatures such as the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty at the bottom of the stove. Even if it was a fake one, who knew there was a signature on the bottom, but it was not the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, but the inscription. Unfortunately, Wen Xu didn't recognize the previous two words.

But since it is not the warmth of Xuande Furnace, I don’t care about it. Put it aside and wait for the last jar to come.

With this jar experience, the last jar came up quickly, and was soon carried by several young men to Wen Shigui.

After Wen Shigui opened the jar, he said to the crowd around him: "Porcelain is also a sacrificial utensil for ancestor worship!"

As he said that, he reached out and took out the things inside one by one. Wen Xu saw a small bowl, a small candlestick, a porcelain incense burner, a pair of porcelain lions and a pair of vases. It is estimated that the porcelain was wrapped in thatch when it was put in. After so many years, you can still see traces of dead branches on it. It can be seen how careful the older generation was when they hid these things in the pond.

"Fourth brother, please register all these things! Then let's transport all these things to the village office together. Today, our brothers and others will look at them," said Wen Shigui.

Hearing Wen Shigui's words, Wen Shijie nodded: "It should be so!"

"Shixu, go back and drive your car over and move all these things to the village office. Third brother, go to the haystack over there and pull the weeds, let's wrap the things." Wen Shigui sent a mission to Wenxu and the others.

Wen Xu nodded after hearing this, turned around and went home to drive.

There was nothing to say about the next thing. After several trips back and forth, Wen Xu transported all the things by the pond back. The only thing that had not been transported was the dozens of jars that contained the things.

Waiting for all the things to enter the village house, a group of people watching the fun were preparing to go home.

"Second uncle, is the jar by the pond useful? If it is useless, can I take it home and pickle it or something?"

Wen Shigui looked back at the guy and said lightly: "You go to the old grave and kowtow and ask your great-grandfather if he would give you the jar that had placed his spiritual seat for you to pickle vegetables!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people laughed.

After mocking the man, Wen Shigui turned around and was about to enter the house. Seeing Wen Xu and was about to go home, he immediately said, "Shi Xu, why are you going?"

Wen Xu pointed to his car. He originally thought that it was getting late now and he wanted to go back to sleep, but as soon as he touched his second brother's solemn eyes, he immediately sighed in his heart.

"I'll check if the car is locked!" Wen Xu pointed to his car and then made a small excuse for himself: "Get in first, I'll come later!"

Seeing Wen Shigui walk in, Wen Xu walked around his car twice and muttered in a low voice: "Today I found another place with a bad seniority, and I have my share in everything!"

"What are you muttering!"

"Oh, Mom! You scared me, there is no sound when walking." Wen Xu was shocked by Shi Shangzhen who was walking over.

Seeing Wen Xu's appearance, Shi Shangzhen immediately smiled and said, "So timid, what were you muttering just now?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to sort out the spiritual seat." Wen Xu pointed to the house in the village office with the lights on.

"Can't you sort it out tomorrow? Go to bed early today and be energetic tomorrow!" Shi Shangzhen looked at the watch on his wrist and found that it was already a little half deep.

Wen Xu said: "It would be strange if they could sleep!"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!