General, Madam Called You To Farm - Chapter 332
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General, Madam Called You To Farm
Chapter 332 – Aunt (1)
Translator : Moon Lee
Editor : Tea
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Wei Ting quickly opened the door for him.
Su Ergou scratched his head, “Brother-in-law, you already woke up?”
Wei Ting asked, “I just woke up, what’s up?”
Su Ergou handed over a steaming basket in front of him, “Oh, my older sister asked me to bring you a basket of buns. Do you want to come down and eat with us?”
Wei Ting replied, “No, I’ll eat in my room.”
Su Xiaoxiao and her team finished their breakfast in a hurry because they had business to attend to.
By the time he sat down, he’d probably be left alone, and besides, he had to keep an eye on the three little ones next door.
Wei Ting said, “You can put it in your sister’s room.”
Su Ergou nodded, “Oh, okay!”
Su Xiaoxiao had almost finished eating her breakfast in the dining hall.
She had a choice of where to sit, it just happened that she could see her room and Wei Ting’s room, while the other two rooms were around a corner, out of her sight.
She glanced at Wei Ting who was walking in the hallway.
Wei Ting, with his usual calm expression, entered the room where she and the three little ones were staying.
The three children had only fallen asleep in the middle of the night, so they were likely to wake up late today.
Su Xiaoxiao didn’t believe that Wei Ting followed her to Fucheng for the sake of the three children. Wei Ting is sly, he must have his own purpose.
Su Ergou had finished his meal as well.
The group set off for Mountain Banyue.
The cemetery of the wealthy family was located in a prime spot with excellent feng shui. The sides were high and the middle dipped inward, forming the shape of an incense burner.
For common folk, having a grave mound was already fortunate enough, but this family had an entire cemetery.
Not only that, but they had also built a private ancestral temple.
On the way, Su Xiaoxiao had asked Wei Ting about the rituals’ details.
In Dazhou, ancestral halls were also called family temples, and ordinary people didn’t have the right to build them.
There are seven temples for the emperor, five temples for the feudal lords, three temples for the officials, and one temple for the scholars.
In short, to build a family temple, one had to at least hold an official position.
Su Xiaoxiao had just learned this morning from the innkeeper that the wealthy family they were making pastries for today had built five temples.
This meant that they were a feudal lord.
The feudal lord from the capital, who came from a very high background.
What was Governor Li compared to them? Was he not even worthy of carrying their shoes?
No, that comparison was already overstepping the boundaries.
Moreover, the insider information that Shopkeeper Sun had heard yesterday was also incorrect.
The wealthy family did not come to relocate the tomb, but to pay respects to their ancestors and perform the coming-of-age ceremony for a legitimate descendant.
In Dazhou, men reached adulthood at twenty and were given a formal coming-of-age ceremony.
If they got married early, the coming-of-age ceremony would take place on the day before the wedding.
The ceremony was always held in the family temple.
In rural areas, just filling one’s stomach was already hard enough, so such rituals were rarely conducted.
People normally tie up their hair to fulfill a coming-of-age custom, and most couldn’t even afford to buy a proper hairpin.
But to the nobles and officials, these complex ceremonies were essential.
Su Xiaoxiao thought to herself that when she returned, she should buy a proper hairpin for her father, the one made of real jade, not just stone.
Her father had wandered to Yangliu Village during the year of famine and had been a cowherd for ten years. He grew up in the streets and without care from adults, so he hasn’t got a chance to fulfill a coming-of-age custom.
“The red tiled cottage at the foot of the mountain…… yes, this is it!” Shopkeeper Sun lifted the carriage curtain and said, “Xiao Wu, stop the carriage.”
Shopkeeper Sun pointed at the imposing buildings ahead. “Look at that! That’s the Su family’s ancestral temple. So magnificent, isn’t it? Unfortunately, we can’t go inside. We’ll be making pastries in the kitchen here, and someone will come to fetch them.”
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