Dashan Orchard 1988

Chapter 139 Crazy Mi Dama
Li Muyang didn't plan to buy saplings immediately today, but just came to check the situation.

Listening to what Master Wang said, it was quite consistent with his thoughts.

After some communication between the two, Master Wang's attitude toward Li Muyang became much better. He probably discovered that Li Muyang did know some techniques and had some experience, and was not a complete layman.

Finally, Li Muyang asked for a few saplings from Master Wang, planning to go back and try them out first. By the way, under Master Wang's introduction, he bought some saplings and gave them some supporting tools and auxiliary materials.

Seeing that it was almost time, Li Muyang was ready to go home.

Master Wang was already very enthusiastic and sent him to the door of the nursery.

After the two went out, they found that there was a lot of noise outside and they didn't know what was going on.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Midama.

This guy was actually wearing mourning clothes, and he was wearing linen and mourning. The long mourning belt was dragging on the ground, and it was already messed up by the mud.

He seemed a little confused, running crookedly and laughing. From time to time he would squat in front of the stalls on both sides and mess up the neatly placed saplings.

When others were unhappy, he smiled.

If everyone hadn't known that he had some mental problems and were unwilling to argue with him, he would have been beaten a lot.

"Alas, this big horse is also a poor man."

Master Wang glanced and looked away, "Then walk slowly and come back to me when needed."

"Oh, you're busy."

Master Wang went in.

Li Muyang pushed the cart and stood for a while looking at Mi Dama from a distance, secretly feeling sorry for him.

The last time I saw Mitama, although he had some problems, at best he was just mentally deficient, like a child.

But this time it looked significantly worse.

Basically a lunatic.

It is estimated that his mother-in-law passed away, and the last bit of spiritual support that supported him collapsed, and there was no support at all.

"Mi Dama, go back quickly and don't wander around here anymore."

"Yes, kid, how can you wear your mourning clothes here? Go home quickly."

"Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he's confused about everything. There's no point in talking about it."

"My brain was not working well before, but now it's even worse."

People on both sides were talking a lot.

I don't know if Mi Dama heard it or not, but he was still running around with a smile on his face. When he suddenly saw Li Muyang standing at the door of the nursery, he was stunned for a moment, and then ran up to him and looked him up and down.

Li Muyang saw that his filial piety hat was crooked, so he helped him straighten it.

Patting him on the shoulder, "Da Ma, you go home. My mother-in-law is waiting at home. She doesn't like you like this."

Midama's eyes were a little confused. He suddenly circled Li Muyang's bicycle forward and backward several times, then jumped onto the back seat and sat down like a little girl sitting in a car.

"Let's go, go home."

shouted with ease and joy.

Men like to ride bicycles, but women like to sit on one side.

Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise some of the things Li Muyang bought would have been crushed.

Li Muyang looked at Mi Dama helplessly, wondering what would happen if he was driven out of the car and left here in this state.

He originally had some relationship and feelings with Mi Dama in his previous life, and he was planning to bring Mi Dama with him to work in this life.

No matter how you think about it, you can't just leave him behind.

He looked at the time. It was after one o'clock in the afternoon and it was still early. He was going to do something good and send Mitama home.

It only takes more than half an hour to go to Mijia Village from here, which does not affect too many of his arrangements.

"Da Ma, why are you sitting in someone else's car? Why don't you get down quickly?"

"Da Ma, be obedient and go home quickly. Tell me, why are you here?"

These people all knew Mi Dama, but they did not know Li Muyang.

I thought it was a stranger.

"I won't come down. I'll take a bus and go home~"

But there is a natural closeness between Mi Dama and Li Muyang.

The last time I bought rice, Dama Miaozi took him to buy candied haws, and he listened to Li Muyang very much.

"Don't worry, everyone. My name is Li Muyang. I am from Lijia Village. I am an acquaintance of this Malaysian brother. I will send him back later."

"That's right, that's a good feeling."

"It turns out he's an acquaintance. I was talking about why Da Ma is so close to you, so please ask your brother to send him back. He looks so crazy. I'm really worried about something happening outside."

"Yeah yeah."

"Row."

Li Muyang responded and motioned for Mi Dama to sit behind him. He crossed his legs from the front beam and used his feet a few times to start the car.

"Da Ma, grab some of my clothes."

"Oh, it's gone."

"What happened?"

Li Muyang turned around and saw that the filial piety belt behind Mi Dama was flying in the air.

If you don't pay attention, if it falls, it may get caught in the spokes of the bicycle and take you down.

Li Muyang hurriedly stopped the car and helped Mi Dama tie the filial piety note around his body.

Speaking of this filial piety, there are strict rules.

People here in Longdong have clear requirements for what kind of filial piety clothes should be worn by people of different status and generation.

If a person dies, his son, daughter, and daughter-in-law are filial piety.

To practice heavy filial piety, one wears white filial piety clothes all over the body, and a long cloth is dragged on the head, called a filial piety belt, which is usually several meters long.A filial piety hat should be worn on the head. The front edge of the filial piety hat should be able to be lowered to cover the eyes.

Shoes should be wrapped entirely in white cloth.

High filial piety is the highest level of filial piety, and what Mi Dama pays to her mother-in-law now is heavy filial piety.

Sons-in-law, nephews, nephews, brothers, sisters, grandsons, and grandsons are all half-filial piety.

Half-filial piety means only wearing half of the mourning clothes and a filial piety hat. The front part of the shoes is wrapped in white cloth. Naturally, there is no need to wear a filial piety belt.

The third class includes other relatives and people with slightly distant relationships. They do not need to wear mourning clothes, just wear a mourning hat.

There are the largest number of people in this group, and if those who are related or deceased are particularly good, they may temporarily increase the standard of filial piety, but not many.

If there are four generations living under the same roof, then the great-grandchildren will be dressed in red.According to the custom here, if four generations die at the same time, it is a happy mourning, so the person is dressed in red.

If it were more powerful, five generations would live under one roof...

That's yellow clothes.

This is very rare and can only be seen a few times in a village.

Of course, there are many complicated rules when it comes to rituals after death, and wearing mourning clothes is just one of the very small details.

Mi Dama listened to Li Muyang's words very much. After wrapping the filial piety belt around him, he asked him to sit still, and he sat still, as if he had turned into a puppet.

Li Muyang took him back to his home first, put his things at home, and then took him back to Mijia Village.

I originally wanted to go directly to Mijia Village, but there were a lot of things on the car.

It is not convenient to bring these to other people's affairs.

It is easy to cause misunderstanding.

Besides, there are many people and things to do, and it’s not easy to store things.However, it was unreasonable for him to bring a man wearing sackcloth and mourning home, so he put Mida down on the trail and told him to look at his bicycle while he took his things back and put them down.

"Brother, why are you back so soon?"

Li Xiangqin was kneading dough when she heard the sound and ran out of the kitchen. Her fists were filled with dough and her hands were sticky and white.

When asking, she immediately saw Mi Dama, who was holding the back seat of his bicycle like a sculpture on the side of the road, staring at Li Muyang curiously.

"I still have something to do. I don't know what time I'll be back tonight. Lock the door when you sleep with the child."

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. It's just an acquaintance. His family is gone and he seems to be a little mentally disturbed. I happened to meet him and sent him back."

"That's it. No wonder he is still wearing a heavy filial piety."

"Well, I'll go first."

"Then go ahead and be careful on the road..."

"know."

"You have to come back early. Don't forget that there are important things tomorrow."

Li Muyang had already walked a long way, but Li Xiangqin was still shouting from behind.

After loading Mi Dama, it took Li Muyang another four to five to 10 minutes to arrive at Mijia Village.

The distance from Lijia Village to Mijia Village is less than ten miles, but it is uphill when going there.

Riding a bicycle is expensive, not to mention carrying a big horse.

He is not very bright, but his weight is not ambiguous at all. It is heavy.

What makes Li Muyang even more helpless is that every time he encounters a hill that cannot be climbed, he will get down and push the bicycle. If he is a normal person, he will definitely get off the bicycle to help push the bicycle. If it fails, he will walk up.

But Midama doesn't understand this at all.

If Li Muyang hadn't said anything, he would have been sitting in the back seat, sitting upright.

Fortunately, Li Muyang was very strong, and most people would definitely not be able to push him.

So when they arrived at the entrance of Mijia Village and saw the stone monument at the entrance of the village, Li Muyang, who was in such high physical fitness, was panting from exhaustion. He squatted down and rested for a few minutes before he recovered.

Mijia Village is also a village, about the same size as Lijia Village.

The nearby villages vary in size.

The main reason is that some villages have experienced the first village merger, while some villages have remained the same for the time being due to their location.

"Da Ma, where is your home?"

Li Muyang asked Mi Dama.

But Mi Dama laughed stupidly and kept trying to pull off a button on Li Muyang's clothes.

The already mediocre IQ dropped even more, to the point where it was almost invisible.

Li Muyang knew Mi Dama in his previous life, but had never been to their home. Now he didn't know how to get out without Mi Dama telling him.

Just when I was about to find someone to ask, I suddenly heard a harsh suona sound.

He knew immediately where it was.

When a person dies here, he or she will hire a suona player, also called a trumpeter.

The appearance of the suona in the village is either a trivial matter or a red event. No one will play the suona for no reason.

In later years, red things were basically replaced by Western musical instruments, and suona was only used for white things.

It is almost synonymous with death.

With the suona leading the way, Li Muyang pushed the cart and took the big horse, which was too stupid to pedal, around a row of courtyards. Soon he saw people gathering at the end of the road.

There are huge white flags several meters long floating in the air, fluttering in the wind!
"The fool is back!"

"The fool is back~"

From a distance, some children saw Midama and ran over shouting.

The children all held a fried sacrificial object in their hands, called "Guoguo" here, which was shaped like a gear. The finished product was many traps of different sizes placed together to form a tower.

This was placed on the altar table in front of the mourning hall. It was originally meant to be placed on the tomb after the person was buried.

But children don't see many delicious things on weekdays, and they always eat them secretly when adults aren't paying attention.

So every time people are doing things, they will blow up more, just to avoid this kind of thing happening.

If too many were stolen and half of the tower was left, it would be quite unlucky.

When Midama saw the children chasing him and calling him a fool, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and giggled at the children.

Some children even teased him by deliberately handing the fruit to him. When he took it, they quickly retracted it and left laughing.

Looks very happy.

Unlike in later generations, when many elderly people pass away, the children of the grandchildren are very sad.

In this era, every old man has many grandchildren, and many of them are not very close to their grandma.

Compared with the sadness of grandma's death, they care more about when to eat.

Perhaps being able to eat meat buns at the table is the happiest thing for them.

As for whether they feel a little guilty and inexplicably sad when they think back to their childhood many years later when they are sensible, that is another matter.

Li Muyang didn't know his mother-in-law's background, so he didn't know if he had any direct descendants.

I originally thought that no one would care if my mother-in-law died, and even a stupid adopted child like Midama wouldn't have any effect.

But when I came here, I saw that it was actually quite grand.

It's completely different from what I imagined.

At this time, some of the adults welcoming the guests also saw Li Muyang and Mi Dama.

Everyone has different emotions about Midama's return. Some are worried, others are indifferent, and some are even complaining.

But because a stranger like Li Muyang was here, he didn't act too extreme.

"you are?"

A man wearing half-dress came over and asked.

Li Muyang noticed that he was sitting on the table under the white flag just now. When he saw him coming, he stood up and stepped forward to greet him.

I knew immediately that this was Bai Shi's former guest.

White events here are much grander than red events.

Especially after the death of an elder and those with money in the family, they may even have to wait for seven days and seven nights, and it is not really over until the first seven are over.

Since it is a white matter, there are many relatives, neighbors, relatives and friends, and it is chaotic.

Soup eaters, noodle eaters, running mats, water boilers, drummers, funeral teams, wake arrangements, etc. If there is no coordinator, it will definitely become a mess.

Therefore, if it is a big event, there will usually be four people making overall arrangements and coordinating everything.

Among them, the person in charge of affairs is called the general manager. He is responsible for various power and money arrangements, and is usually held by a highly respected person in the village.

He can mobilize people, and most people know him, and he knows most people.

This will make things easier to arrange.

Below the general manager, there are three guests inside and outside.

Among them, the front guest is the nephew and relative of the deceased. The front guest is responsible for welcoming all guests, giving gifts and registering them, smoking cigarettes, and collecting money.

When it comes to money, you must use your own people.

(End of this chapter)