Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982

  Chapter 135 The Ritual Sense of Mid-Autumn Festival

Grabbing the weeds along the road, they walked up the path of the back mountain. They often come here because there are wild fruits on the mountain, and there are also fruit trees planted by the villagers. When they were young, everyone went up the mountain to steal them. Now it is the turn of the next generation. It was stolen from the mountain.

  There are still some sheep droppings along the way, and a row of small wooden houses can be seen on the mountain in the distance, and a few sheep and other wild animals can be heard from time to time.

   After walking for a short distance, they saw a tree growing not far away, and then several trees grew in other places, scattered and separated.

   "The mess on the side of the road is so messy that those trees belong to your house." Ye Yaodong said affirmatively.

   "That's right, it's only been planted for a few years, and it hasn't been fertilized much, but it's growing pretty well. There may be some sheep dung as fertilizer. If you chop it up casually, my family can't eat that much."

   "I can't eat that much, why didn't you ask us to pick it last year? We can help you eat it!" After finishing the short novel, he held up the bamboo pole and rushed towards the nearest tree.

"You didn't say you want it? My father is not at home. I don't bother to pick it so much. I can't eat much. I ask my uncle to pick it. I only keep a little, enough to eat. .”

  Ye Yaodong patted him on the shoulder, "Everyone will call me here from now on. I don't mind too much, and I have a lot of family members."

   "Just as long as you don't take the trouble."

   "Tomorrow, I will also plant two trees by the back door of my house."

  He walked towards Xiaoxiao while talking, Xiaoxiao was yelling for him to go over and help chop.

   Ah Guang said that he didn't want to do it anymore, but he still helped pick a few handfuls.

Ye Yaodong looked at the dozen or so bunches of plantains at his feet, and hurriedly stopped Xiao Xiao, who was about to continue, "It's almost enough, don't pick any more, it will go bad if you don't finish it after two or three days, you have to eat it later gone."

  Xiao Xiao looked up at the banana tree, "Then come back in a few days."

   Each of the three shared a little bit, but Ah Guang took the least. According to him, the whole mountain is his back garden, and he can pick it any time.

   After dividing, they took two sacks from Ah Guang, and Ye Yaodong and Xiao Xiao each carried a sack of plantains and walked back.

   Walking to the fork in the village, the two parted ways and went back to their respective homes, but they hadn't walked a few steps...

   "Fuck, I haven't cut the firewood yet, Dongzi, Dongzi, don't go, I haven't cut the firewood yet..."

  Ye Yaodong heard the yelling behind him, and ran away immediately, and they all came back. Who would go to the mountain with him to cut firewood?

   "Don't run if you are riding a horse!"

   "You take the bananas home, and just pick up some dead branches..."

   "Let's go together...don't run away~ damn~"

  Ye Yaodong kept running with the sack on his back. He didn't stop to catch his breath until there was no movement behind him. The sack of plantains on his back was not light, and he must take it home first.

  A big man chops firewood on the mountain, why should he accompany him?

  As for him chopping firewood, he turned into chopping plantains and went back without a single branch. I don’t know if he will be scolded or beaten? hey~

  Ye Yaodong returned home with a full load, carrying a sack of bananas, and walked home slowly in a good mood.

The old lady sat at the door chatting with the old lady of the neighbor's house when she had nothing to do. By the way, she looked at a group of children playing at the door. She saw him from a long distance, and when she approached, she said, "Where did you go? Why did you carry a sack? "

  Other children gathered around after seeing it, "Ah, third uncle, what did you bring back?"

   "What's in the bag?"

   "Show me, show me."

  Small is not tall enough, so he just stood on tiptoe and stretched his head to look.

   "Go, go, don't get in the way here, you can eat it when it's cooked, you can't eat it now."

  Ye Chenghai glanced into the sack, "It's a soil banana, your mouth will be numb if you don't ripen it."

   "It's good to know, let's lead them to the side to play."

   After talking to the children, Ye Yaodong said to the old lady: "I went to Ah Guang to pick the native bananas, and I will let you eat them when they are ripe."

  The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Hey, good."

  The old lady next to him smiled and said, "You little grandson is very filial. He gave you dentures and even picked bananas for you."

   "Yes, Dongzi is the most filial..."

  Ye Yaodong felt a little embarrassed when he heard the old lady spare no effort to praise him, so he quickly carried the sack into the house, handed these plantains to his mother, wrapped them in old newspapers, and put them together with the persimmons.

  At noon, I just cooked noodles at home and ate a little bit, and the meal was officially served at four or five o'clock in the evening.

  As soon as the children at home heard that the meal was ready, they all ran into the house screaming, climbed directly on the stool, and stretched out their hands to grab something to eat.

  Ye Yaodong hurriedly stopped them, "First, stretch out your hands and take a look?"

   Everyone didn't know why, but they spread out their hands obediently, and the results became more and more scary.

  I didn't open it to look, I didn't even know how dirty my hands were.

   "I've been playing on the ground all the time. You dare to grab and eat things with such hands. It's scary."

   "Didn't all of you grown-ups say that you are not clean and you will not get sick if you eat it?"

   "That's talking about something, look at your own hands, do you still dare to grab something and eat it?"

  Ye Chenghai stuck out his tongue, and hurried to wash his hands consciously, and the others followed closely.

   Ye Mu's voice came from the back door, "Why are you willing to wash your hands today? You all come to wash them."

   "Third Uncle hates us for being dirty!"

   "He was no cleaner than you when he was a child."

   "Let's just say, he still has the nerve to laugh at us..."

  Mother Ye washed their hands one by one before rushing them to the table, and the whole family sat neatly at the table.

  After the house was built, their family resumed eating porridge three times a day, and began to live on a budget again, and today they were finally able to eat again.

  The children were very excited. After serving the table, they directly picked up the chopsticks and picked up their favorite dishes.

The bowl of prawns left by Ye Yaodong yesterday was the most popular. He just stretched out his chopsticks a little slowly. Half of the whole bowl of prawns was caught by Ye Chenghai. The children are divided.

  He frowned, and was about to say a few words to him, but Mrs. Ye scolded first, "You are the only one to eat, and no one else should eat it, right?"

  He was aggrieved and took out all the prawns, and the other children honestly didn't dare to take too much, so they all returned them. Ye Yaodong was satisfied to take one for each of his wife, child and old lady.

   Fortunately, the families will be separated soon, and each family will eat their own food, otherwise the good things left by themselves will not be able to be eaten by the wife and children.

  The children were quiet for a while, and after taking a few mouthfuls, they started to make noise again, and those who couldn't catch them yelled there...

  After a lively meal, before the adults finished eating, they clamored to sacrifice to the moon again.

  In this era, they have the custom of offering sacrifices to the moon on August 15th. After 2000, there will be no more sacrifices. Many customs have disappeared in the ocean of time.

   "It's not dark yet, why sacrifice to the moon, go out to play first, and then worship the moon after it gets dark."

  Everyone had to go to the door and wait until it was dark and the moon came out, and they ran into the house as soon as possible, shouting to worship the moon.

  Mother Ye could only take out the mooncakes that Dongzi and his aunt sent a few days ago.

  This mooncake is quite big, with a diameter of about 20 centimeters. Aunt Ye is very considerate. If it is too small, it will not be enough for so many children in the family.

  Mother Ye took a wooden stool and placed it at the door. The round pancakes were placed on a plate with three sticks of incense sticks on them, and they were placed facing the moon. After the incense was burned, they could be collected and shared among the children.

The children were looking forward to squatting in two rows around the moon cakes, looking at the moon for a while, and seeing where the incense was burning for a while, and then yelled at the children of the neighbors next door, asking how big their moon cakes were, and whether they were better than theirs. big?

  Ye Yaodong leaned on the pillar by the door after eating, watching a group of little radish heads squatting there expectantly, with the corners of their mouths raised, it was quite ritualistic at the moment.

  When these children grow up, the next generation will not be afraid to eat, not to mention the sense of expectation, not even such a simple sense of ritual.

   "Why does this incense burn so slowly?"

   "Shall we blow it? Make it burn faster?"

   "Huha~huha~huha~"

   A bunch of mouths are pouting and blowing...

  The children of the neighbors next door also followed suit, and they all blew there, hoping that the incense would burn faster.

   "Ah, don't spit out your saliva, it's disgusting, how can we eat it..." The second niece Ye Tingting patted Ye Chenghai in disgust.

   "Then I will eat alone!" Ye Chenghai said triumphantly.

   "Shameless!"

   "Think beautifully!"

   "You are not allowed to blow..."

  Several children puffed their cheeks hard and blew, and the incense burned quickly. After the last light of the fire disappeared, they hurriedly brought the mooncakes into the house.

   "You can eat, you can eat."

   "Mom, grandma, come and cut the mooncakes~"

  After the whole mooncakes were evenly distributed to everyone, everyone went to the door to eat contentedly, to tempt neighbors who hadn’t eaten mooncakes yet.

  After eating, I still didn’t forget to lick my fingers. I ate all the dregs and sesame seeds on my hands, and then licked my lips. I still couldn’t get enough. Mooncakes are too delicious for them, and they are too rare to eat.

  Ye Yaodong looked at the satisfaction on their faces, turned around and asked Lin Xiuqing who had just walked out in a good mood, "Do you want to eat mooncakes? Let's buy a small one tomorrow?"

   "Tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. What kind of moon cakes are there for the children to eat? Besides, the meat oil used in this kind of big moon cakes will be vegetarian tomorrow."

"All right."

  Lin Xiuqing thought for a while, "Let's move the locker there first while we're free for the next few days?"

   "It's okay. After Mazu finishes patrolling the sea, we will go to the town to have a look and buy some pots and pans for the house. Then we can just go there."

   "That's what I think. I have tidied up the clothes, quilts and sheets. You can push them to your new home tomorrow with a cart."

"good."

   "I don't need to call your friends anymore. They were troublesome when building the house. It just so happens that no one will go to sea in the next few days. We can just help from our own family."

"Um."

  (end of this chapter)