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Su Naihui, Su Xiaoxuan.

The names of his uncle's brothers and sisters.

Su Naihui and Su Heng look very similar, both have national character faces, a righteous face, the other party has graduated from college and worked for two and a half years.

However, Su Naiwen looked at the other party's breath, he should not be a front-line combatant, he may be the same as his uncle, an insider of the Federation, and he took the road of honor.

As for the eldest sister, Su Xiaoxuan, nineteen years old, with a soft face, not to say how stunning her appearance is, but she also has Su family genes, passed down from generation to generation, and is a beautiful young lady who looks clean.

He is currently studying at Quancheng University, the first school in Quanzhou.

High Achiever!

Although Quancheng University is not one of the major special key schools, it is also a key senior university, ranking in the top 20 in the country.

I just don't know what the other party's life is, what cultivation path to take.

Another uncle and youngest son of the same age as Su Naiwen, Subei, has a Zhengtai face and a watermelon head, looking like a junior high school student who has just entered school.

The behavior is a little adult, and every move is imitating Su Heng.

In the face of Su Naiwen's greeting, it is also polite to return the salute, and there are relatively few words, but his eyes look at Su Naiwen from time to time, very curious, but he feels that he is a mature person and cannot interject casually.

The other two dragon and phoenix fetuses of the third uncle's family, Su Naiwen only knew that the other party was called Su Cheng and the other was called Su Lingling.

Basically, when I get to the village chief's house, I find a place to sit and play with my mobile phone, ignoring the others.

"Yo, what's all there?"

Su Naiwen was sitting bored on the sidelines listening to the three brothers of the Su family and the village chief.

From the development of roads in the village to the reminiscence of the past, there is really nothing to talk about.

The ability to communicate with this nonsense greeting is not comparable to Su Naiwen's generation.

The pleasant sound of sudden insertion made Su Naiwen subconsciously raise his head.

What catches your eye is the big burgundy waves.

Looking at the person carefully, the face is beautiful, although the dress is very formal, but the gesture is still beautiful.

"Yaoyao? Why are you here, Xiaowen, this is your sister-in-law, go say hello.

Su Heng also said to his own child.

Su Naiwen and Subei all shouted obediently.

Su Yao's eyes lit up, her eyes smiled into a crescent moon, and she stretched out her hand a few steps forward to lean out, "Ah, our Su family's genes are good, you look at this little face, it looks good."

Su Naiwen looked at this beautiful little girl who suddenly appeared, feeling her little face being pinched by a smooth and cool little hand, and rolled her eyes helplessly.

The same treatment as Su Naiwen, naturally there was also Subei, and the little adult's face was pinched into a bun.

"Gee, it's not like a big brother, Naihui's face can't find a daughter-in-law, you have to take a lot of responsibility."

The corner of Su Naihui's mouth twitched, although he was a square face, it was not ugly.

Su Heng frowned, a little impatient, "Xiao Yao, come so slowly and not sit honestly, so old, you haven't married yourself off, what is it like!"

Su Yao pouted, "I didn't care about urging marriage before the old man died, you got married, and you didn't leave." "

Brave!

(*°ω°*)

What else can Su Naiwen say to his sister-in-law?

This word specifically pokes the sore spot.

"Okay, you children, Xiao Yao wants her own life, she is responsible for herself, it's time, don't be late, let's go." The old village chief said and stood up.

What else could Su Heng say while holding his breath?

The old village chief only used generations to suppress Su Heng.

Su Naiwen's memory of his grandparents is really not very clear.

There is also this uncle and the third uncle, only vaguely have memories of childhood, which are also relatively vague.

But looking at the appearance of his father Su Zheng, the three brothers seem to be connected, which is more strange.

Walking on the dirt road, the old people who were originally walking and chatting on the streets were now walking towards the same place as the old village chief.

In about ten minutes, Su Naiwen followed step by step, and they were about to walk out of the village.

The eye is covered by lush woods.

But Su Naiwen looked at this lush forest and couldn't help but shiver, this place, the yin qi is too heavy.

"Shuwen, it's not convenient for you now, don't go in, Aunt Mao is accompanying you outside."

Wu Shuwen nodded, not reluctantly.

Su Naiwen sighed and was nailed.

Lao Zheng, you are good marksmanship.

"Okay, fellow tribesmen, silence."

The old village chief fell, and the villagers who followed quieted down.

There are really a lot of people, Su Naiwen is directly in front of the woods, and the rest of the old people in the same village are on the periphery, and there is a distance from them, as if they are supporting their own big sons.

Even on the periphery, some young strange faces were seen.

It may be that he came back to worship his ancestors in general.

"Dust off!"

The old village chief stepped out diagonally and stood on one side from the center of the front of the group.

At this time, Su Heng became in the front, and the two brothers Su Zheng and Su Chuang stood half a step behind on both sides.

The three of them opened their arms at the same time, brushed each other left and right, and then bowed and dusted their trouser legs.

It's like a ritual.

Su Naiwen painted a tiger with several artificial cats, and followed this action.

"Into the forest!"

This voice made Su Naiwen almost sound like a sedan car.

Led by Su Heng, the Su family walked into the woods, and those on the periphery also followed slowly.

At noon, when the sun is at its fullest, you can feel the cold when you step into the woods.

Sure enough, as Su Naiwen thought, this is a cemetery.

Not far away is a small mound with a tombstone.

"Bye!"

Su Naiwen still thought that this was his own grave, and when he wanted to kneel, he saw the three brothers in front of him, and only bowed slightly.

In the rear, an old man and a young man came out, kneeling in front of the tombstone and bowing their heads, and then incense bowed their heads again.

"Lord's grace, rise!"

Su Heng stepped forward, picked up the two, and tapped on his forehead.

Then the old man and the young one said thank you and retreated to the back row.

After walking a few steps, there were two tombstones again.

"Bye!"

Bowing again, in the rear crowd, two people came out and put incense on one of the tombstones.

"Lord's grace, rise!"

As always, looking at the tombstone on the other side where no one worshipped it, the old village chief sighed, "This is the tomb of my old fellow, his son has been out since he was a child, has a children's family, has never returned, died outside a few years ago, and now he is not interested in entering the ethnic forest, what is the cemetery."

"This old guy has basically never seen his grandson, and naturally his grandson will not come to visit the grave."

Several people sighed when they heard this, not knowing what to say.

"Lord's grace!"

The three Su brothers bowed again, and Su Zheng, as the younger generation, stepped forward to light incense for this elder of the same clan.

"In!"

Su Naiwen followed behind his father, watching the cycle of worship, some of them worshipped in front of the stele with many children of the juniors, and some did not kneel in front of the stele.

This is the first time he knows that his family is also a big family.

There is so much attention to ancestor worship.

Some tombstones only need to bend down and bow, and in front of some tombstones, even the three brothers of Su Heng must also kneel and worship incense together.

Under these tombstones, they are basically ancestors who have made great achievements in the clan.

Su Naiwen's ears were filled with the words worship, grace of the Lord, rising, entering, and kneeling.

Just when he felt discomfort in his waist, he finally heard a different order.

"The side branches of the Yan family have all been worshipped, and the rest of the people have scattered, the main vein, and entered the ancestral hall."

As soon as he looked up, Su Naiwen was stunned, and the three-story attic appeared in front of him at an unknown time.

I'm dripping obediently, on this scale, our ancestors have also appeared big people!