Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 494 No Way?. ?????. ? There is actually a Pioneer (2)

Even though Lin Yuzan was reluctant, he accepted his fate and took the four little ones with him. He bent down and held his only daughter in his arms. He no longer greeted the other kids and led the way on the country road.

Little Yining lay comfortably on his father's shoulder, shaking his head from time to time and glancing at the three little ones who were following him quickly behind him with a sense of pride.

Not long after, she suddenly realized something, straightened up abruptly, turned around and looked at her father, "Dad, are you going to the ancestral hall?"

Lin Yuzan simply glanced at her calmly and replied in a calm tone: "At this time, the grandfather of the big family is usually in the ancestral hall."

Little Yining's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and her little face couldn't help but fall.

She looked up and saw that not far away, and sure enough, the solemn ancestral hall with hundreds of years of history stood at the end of the road.

In an instant, the little girl shuddered unconsciously all over. This was the place where she first met Time Traveler No. 1. It was also the place where the "brave" pioneer died. It was also a place she didn't want to set foot in at all.

At this time, Lin Yuzan stroked his daughter's back with his large hand, letting her lie on his shoulder again, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Sister Qing. Later, I will go with Dad to burn incense to our ancestors and pray that they will always protect you and keep you healthy."

Xiao Yining became even more frightened after hearing this. Would these ancestors show up and shoo away a counterfeit like her?

After all, if you look closely, she is just a ghost who has taken over someone else's home.

Thinking of this, the little girl subconsciously reached out and hugged her father's neck tightly, not daring to respond out of guilt.

Lin Yuzan sensed his daughter's nervousness and patted her back gently to comfort her.

At this moment, the entire ancestral hall was silent, peaceful and harmonious.

The patriarch was standing solemnly in front of the altar, holding three incense sticks in his hands. He bowed devoutly several times towards the ancestral tablets. Then, he carefully inserted the incense into the incense burner.

For a moment, wisps of green smoke rose up, making the densely packed tablets look even more solemn and dignified.

Lin Yuzan led the four children into the courtyard of the ancestral hall, his face becoming solemn. He put his daughter down, took her hand, and slowly walked through the execution site of Time Traveler No. 1.

The sound of light footsteps broke the silence.

The elder of the clan heard the noise, turned slightly, glanced at them, then retracted his gaze, looked at the tablet and said: "Since you are here, please burn incense to our ancestors."

Lin Yuzan stopped and straightened the clothes of his daughter and nephew first, motioning the other two to wait outside. Then he led the two into the ancestral hall calmly and steadily. He took the incense respectfully, lit it, bowed deeply to the ancestral tablets, then inserted the incense steadily into the incense burner and his eyes fell on his daughter.

Little Yining's father also stuffed three incense sticks into her hand. She raised her eyes slowly with trepidation, her gaze slowly sweeping across the neatly arranged ancestral tablets. A sense of awe rose in her heart, but she also felt her scalp tingling.

At this moment, her sight inadvertently fell on the wall behind all the seats. Instantly, she was attracted by the portraits of the ancestors, and her movements of bowing down froze in place, with a turbulent storm in her heart.

Oh my god, she actually saw... the modern eight-character mantra on the portraits of ancestors in the Lin family ancestral hall.

what does this mean?

what does this mean?

Could this be a village built by a time traveler?

Lin Yuzan noticed that his daughter was acting strange, so he squatted beside her, followed her stunned gaze, and asked softly, "Qingjie, are you looking at the portrait of your fourth generation ancestor?"

Is that the fourth generation ancestor?

The soldier who was rumored to have helped the first emperor to conquer the country?

Little Yining couldn't help but glance at her father, and happened to meet his inquiring gaze.

The little girl's heart couldn't help but tremble violently, and an inexplicable sense of tension instantly enveloped her whole body. She hurriedly lowered her head, and hurriedly imitated Lin Yinhu's movements, kowtowed three times respectfully towards the ancestral tablet in front of her.

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Lin Yuzan raised his eyes again and gazed thoughtfully at the portrait of his fourth-generation ancestor.

After they finished the formalities, the elder on the side slowly asked, "Zan, why did you come to see me?"

Lin Yuzan did not dare to be negligent, and stepped forward to pay his respects as a junior, and replied directly: "Grandpa, my grandmother told me something, but I didn't quite understand it, so I thought of coming to you to solve my doubts."

The patriarch nodded slightly, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. He looked at him carefully for a moment, then turned around and walked slowly towards the blue brick house on the side, leaning on his cane.

Seeing this, Lin Yuzan quickly lowered his head and warned Lin Yinhu beside him: "Brother Hu, take good care of your brothers and sisters, don't let them run around."

After saying this, he also followed the footsteps of the clan elder and left.

Therefore, he did not see that when Xiao Yining was led away by Lin Yinhu, he turned back and stared at the portrait of the fourth generation ancestor.

When Wang Gungun saw the two people coming out, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly moved closer to Xiao Yining, lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice: "Did you see those eight words?"

Xiao Yining: ...

How could a kid who had already become an acting star reveal his true colors? She glanced at him in confusion and replied, "There are many words in it. Which eight words did you say?"

Wang Gungun frowned when he heard this and looked at her suspiciously: "Don't you see that you study hard and make progress every day?"

Xiao Yining shook his head firmly and looked up at the sky, as if there were some unknown creatures appearing there.

She knew herself very well. If she looked at Wang Gungun again, she would probably laugh and reveal her flaws.

The reason is simple: the eight-character mantra on the portrait of the fourth generation ancestor is not this at all.

Then, she heard the strange fellow beside her ask: "Oh no, didn't you see Shang Xiangtiantian, is Xi Xue good?"

However, these words still did not elicit a nod in response from Xiao Yining, but instead caused another person to speak in confusion.

"GunGun, how do you know the words written on the portrait of my fourth generation ancestor? Did my younger cousin tell you?" Lin Yinhu asked curiously and gave a perfect answer.

Wang Gungun: ...

The little boy coughed lightly and then nodded, admitting the matter.

Lin Yinhu admired this fourth-generation ancestor very much. Then, he continued with great interest: "My fourth-generation ancestor really liked those eight characters. Sister Qing, you didn't notice it just now, but when you went to the clan school with your younger uncle, you must have seen it. Those eight characters were hung high on the wall behind the teacher's class. There were eight characters in every room. These were specially arranged by the fourth-generation ancestor."

Xiao Yining: ..., she is indeed her fellow villager. She brought all the PUA she suffered in her childhood here and turned this place into an elementary school classroom.

People here just got it wrong...

However, Lin Yinhu continued to talk non-stop. He added, "The fourth generation ancestor was really amazing. He left behind a lot of things, including a particularly powerful divine book!"

Xiao Yining: ⊙_⊙, what kind of magical book? There can't possibly be such a heaven-defying tutoring material as "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" here, right?

The next moment, the little kid gave a name to the divine book that he had never seen before.

It must be something like "Ten Years of Hard Study Exam Papers", otherwise it would not fit the character of the fourth-generation ancestor who loves reading.