Yang Luo has relied on many honors he has won. As long as it is not illegal, he basically dares to say that he will cover it with me.

After the matter was completed, Yang Luo chatted with the old man and Yang Yuqi, while Yang's mother caught a chicken that was raised and broke her belly.

The old man was very interested in Yang Luo's life in the army, so Yang Luo picked up some content that did not need to be kept confidential and told him to him, which made the old man very happy.

Soon, Yang Luo's father Yang Mingqingqi returned from the market in a Trumpchi SUV. Because he came back too early, he didn't sell many chickens and got them back.

An old man got out of the car, about the same age as Yang Luo's grandfather.

The old man also has the surname Yang and is named Yang Tingyun. They are all from a big family, but his seniority is higher. Yang Luo has to be called Tai Uncle, which is Yang Luo's great-grandfather's generation.

"Uncle Tai." Yang Luo shouted respectfully.

"Haha, I heard your dad say you were back on the street. Your dad pulled him back without even buying all the things." Yang Tingyun laughed and said, "Our Yang family finally has a capable person. Fang Cheng nephew, you have a good grandson."

The old man smiled and said, "Uncle, they are all one family, one family."

"Yes, we are all a family, passed down by the same ancestor." Yang Tingyun said, "After the New Year this year, I proposed that after Xiao Luo came back, he would open a temple to worship his ancestors. Qingqi and Yuqi, you go and notify him and worship his ancestors tomorrow."

"Brother, I'll go. You can talk to Xiao Luo." Yang Yuqi stopped Yang's father. After saying that, he ran away and went to inform everyone of the big family surnamed Yang in this small mountain village.

Yang Luo was a little stunned. The situation was too big. He hurriedly said, "Uncle Tai, isn't this necessary?"

Yang Tingyun glared: "You are the eldest grandson of the Yong generation. Now you are so promising, how can it be unnecessary? You must let your ancestors know and be happy.

If Yang Luo's name is chosen according to the generation, it should be called Yang Yongluo, and it is also called Yang Yongluo in the genealogy, but it is called Yang Luo in the household registration book.

Yang Luo turned to look at Yang's father, hoping that he could stop the incident of ancestor worship.

As the oldest among the Yong generation, Yang Luo once participated in an ancestor worship activity. The ceremony was very complicated, and he knelt and worshiped. The whole ceremony was very tiring. It was very tiring to say that it would be exhausting to the point of being exaggerated.

Yang Luo came back to visit his family and took a break, but he didn't want to participate in such a tiring activity.

"Don't look at me, I, a person from the Qi generation, have no say in the matter of ancestor worship." Yang's father spread his hands and shook his head.

Yang Luo turned his gaze to grandpa again. Dad has no right to speak, grandpa should have it.

But the old man turned his head and kept leaving Yang Luo.

Because Yang Luo worships his ancestors alone, this is an honor in their lineage, so how can the old man refuse?

As for asking Yang Tingyun, the grand uncle, to stop the event, Yang Luo never thought about it. He had proposed this matter, so how could it be taken back?

Yang Luo could only be a bitter gourd statue and was forced to accept it.

One after another, Yang Luo's home began to become lively. All households who received the news came to say hello, sat down and chatted.

Young people are away, either going to school or working. Those who come to Yang Luo's house are older people and kids of a few years old. They basically have no common language with Yang Luo, and they are all greeting Yang's father and Yang's mother.

The next day, Yang Luo participated in the ancestor worship activity.

After a whole set of ceremonies, Yang Luo’s only feeling was that he was tired, even more tired than driving a fighter jet for several hours in a row.
Chapter completed!