Whenever this time comes, Su Xiaomeng can't help but feel the profound historical weight accumulated by this centuries-old family.
Involuntarily forgetting those trivial family matters that are no different from those of an ordinary small family.
Shuangshuang and Huang Huang stood obediently, but the little Shuangshuang, lacking perseverance, was a bit unwilling after standing for a while.
Her little legs sneakily became lazy, either bending her knees or leaning her body against Su Xiaomeng's leg.
Su Xiaomeng was helpless as well; how could one expect a three-year-old child to stand still and listen to ancestral teachings for an hour or two?
Fortunately, the sense of awe brought by such occasions and formations did not only intimidate Su Xiaomeng but also affected the two naughty kids to some extent.
Even though Shuangshuang was unwilling, she knew not to cause trouble at this time.
The ancestral worship proceeded according to the ancestral system and rites.
