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4405--Andrew Ancestral Worship Ceremony 5

After everyone of Zhuo Shaojun's generation had burned incense and paid homage, it was the turn of Zhuo Yifan and his third generation. According to past practice, Zhuo Zhuo, the boss, was naturally the first to come forward to burn incense and pay homage.

Today, of course, he was the first to stand up, waiting for the old man who presided over the ceremony to call out his name.

"Zhuo Yifan, the eighty-ninth generation descendant of the Zhuo family and the eldest son, come forward and offer incense!" The old man shouted again at the top of his voice.

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Yifan's expression changed. The other brothers also changed their expressions one by one. Even Zhuo Yifan, who thought he was going to be ranked behind, was slightly surprised. He himself

Why is he the first? Aren't they sorted according to seniority and size?

"Zhuo Yifan, the eighty-ninth generation descendant of the Zhuo family and the eldest son, come forward and offer incense!" Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was still in a daze, the old man reported his name for the second time.

Only then did Zhuo Yifan come to his senses, quickly took three sticks of incense, came to the incense table, bowed three times and kowtowed before retreating.

This scene changed completely in the eyes of Zhuo Zhuo and others. Zhuo Ran secretly hated it so much that his teeth itched. But Zhuo Ran behind him couldn't help but smile. The other brothers also had expressions on their faces.

"Everyone is different. I don't know what they are thinking in their hearts. But what more people are paying attention to at this time is also the "expression" of Zhuo Yue.

"The eighty-ninth generation of the Zhuo family, Excellence, come forward!" Only then did the old man speak and called out the name of Excellence.

But the difference can be seen from the names of the two. Zhuo Yifan is the 89th generation of the Zhuo family and the eldest son. Zhuo Zhuo is simply called the 89th generation of the Zhuo family! This is

There is an obvious difference. Although I used to call myself this way when worshiping my ancestors, but now I compare it with Zhuo Yifan, and the outstanding fundamental method is accepted!

Holding back the anger in his heart, Zhuo Ye gritted his teeth and reluctantly completed the ceremony. At that moment, he turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall with a gloomy expression.[

But the sacrifice continued. The names were announced one by one, and by the time everyone had finished worshiping, it was already half an hour later!

At this time, the core members of the Zhuo family began to withdraw. Members of the collateral branches were allowed to enter the ancestral hall to burn incense and worship. Zhuo Yifan basically had nothing to do with the ceremony.

"Xiaofan, come with me!" Zhuo Yifan was about to leave with Xie Dongting and others when Zhuo Aotian's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

At the same time, it also attracted a series of surprised looks from people.

Under the attention of everyone, Zhuo Yifan nodded awkwardly and followed Zhuo Aotian out of the ancestral hall and returned to the previous courtyard.

"Grandpa, you asked me to come over. Do you have something to tell me?" Zhuo Yifan asked with some anxiety after Zhuo Aotian sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion. Because Zhuo Aotian had a smile on his face at this time.

The serious "color" was completely different from the kind smile towards him before.

"That's right. Tell me what happened yesterday!" Zhuo Aotian nodded lightly and said.

"Are you talking about Longshi Ridge?" Zhuo Yifan asked tentatively.

"I mean, what's going on between you and Zhuo Yun, and Zhuo Yun and the others!" Zhuo Aotian's answer was somewhat beyond Zhuo Yifan's expectations.

"Them? I don't quite understand what grandpa means!" Zhuo Yifan asked, frowning in surprise.

"You are in cahoots with those two boys, do you still need me to remind you?" Zhuo Aotian snorted angrily.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan showed a hint of embarrassment and explained somewhat depressedly:

"Then let me ask you, why do they want to provoke you?" Zhuo Aotian narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

Chapter 44 Ancestor Worship Ceremony

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