Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Xie Tiesheng feels quite guilty about Xiao Shi’s emotional outburst, but in the village, it has always been tradition to celebrate the addition of a son, and such old customs cannot be changed simply because he wishes to.

As soon as they reached the front courtyard, Xiaojiu led her sister and Xiaoqi, each holding one of Xiao Shi’s hands, to the area where the Xie Family children were gathered—a line of grandchildren, giving the third branch of the Xie Family a particularly promising future.

For a while, the corner of the front courtyard was filled with the laughter and playfulness of children.

The village matrons and aunts from the same clan often come to help with the celebration and bring their grandchildren along.

Inevitably, the children come over and get a taste of candies, which is an old custom when celebrating in the countryside.

This actually doesn’t mean that the relatives who come to help are thick-skinned.

It’s really out of poverty; material things are scarce, and close relatives from the same clan come to help without being asked. Only during such times do the children have a chance to get a hold of some candies and cookies.

It’s not only the Xie kinsmen who do this; practically every family and clan does the same. When a mother or grandma goes to help, the children obediently follow behind. Of course, most of the children are over six or seven and can play by themselves.

After Xiao Yi and his brothers, including Xiao Si, finished watching the lamp addition ceremony at the ancestral hall, they followed the village’s Qilin Team, chasing after them wherever they went, and the group of children were extremely happy.