human suffering

Chapter 1274 The Winter Harvest Festival Begins

"The auspicious time has come, share the exclusive naming of children, and the Taiqinggou Winter Fishing Festival officially begins!"

Firecrackers blare, gongs and drums blare, today is a good day for skewers, covering the entire Taiqinggou, setting off the atmosphere, earthy, earthy.

As the host, Long Er's voice made Cai Gen tremble with fright, and almost threw Cai Tuantuan out.

It was as if I thought about something out of my control just now, and was so guilty when I was found out.

After the music started, we started to master people.

Yangko team, lama team, and drum band entered the arena one after another.

Long Shao, the person in charge of the organizer, as well as Long Shao's eldest cousin, second cousin, uncle and grandpa, and master Tong Aijia entered the venue one after another.

The village head, secretary, accountant, women's director and other village cadres who are in charge of the co-organizers also entered the venue one after another.

When all these people stood up, the table was almost full, crowded and cramped.

Fortunately, the lama team was upright and upright, and took the initiative to lead the Yangko team off the high platform, which made everyone feel relaxed.

When Cai Gen saw the lama team, he was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, shouldn’t shamans teach fishing, hunting and winter catching?
Why do you still study Lamaism?

Could it be that Young Master Long's online pick-up process was done according to the customs of Daji Province?
Anyway, there is no standard, and no one cares about what to do, who made Long Shao the boss.

Standing on the stage, Young Master Long had already changed into a whole set of clothes. He didn't know where he got the sheepskin jacket and dog fur hat, and he tied a hemp rope around his waist.

Although he is not tall, he still has a primitive and sturdy appearance, with a barbaric vigor.

Pick up the microphone in one hand, and take out the phone in the other to read along.

All kinds of thanks, all kinds of welcomes, and all the New Year's greetings that I could find, I turned out.

It made all the audience very satisfied, the buns were full of joy, and the atmosphere was well set off.

After the opening process was finished, it entered the link of offering sacrifices to the lake.

With a holy face, Young Master Long pretended to walk off the high platform and stood in front of the big red altar.

A circle of lamas had been prepared long ago. There were more than a dozen people, each holding a kind of tribute in their hands.

Pig head, roast chicken, pork belly.

Melons, pears and peaches, shortbread.

Hada, pine branches, big red flowers.

I don’t know if it’s particular or not, anyway, I handed it to Young Master Long, and put it on the altar table. In the end, the table was so full that it was piled up on top of each other, comparable to a banquet for weddings and funerals.

After setting up the altar, Long Shao lit a handful of incense, but without counting, he held it high above his head, bowed three times, and then prepared to insert it into the bowl of the incense burner.

It stands to reason that it is relatively common practice to have three incense sticks in one incense burner bowl.

There are three incense burners on the altar.

After Long Shao inserted the first two incense burners, he found that there were only two incense sticks left in his hand.

I forgot to count when I lit the incense just now, there are only eight sticks in a handful of incense.

This is embarrassing, one less incense.

These old people are watching, and there are cameras and cameras, Young Master Long is sweating.

Cai Gen was holding back his laughter, feeling Yuanyuan pulling him, and whispering.

"Why do you need eight sticks of incense?

What's the point? "

Hehe, what can Cai Gen say?

Are you saying that Young Master Long didn't learn division well in mathematics?

Before Cai Genhu made up excuses to help Young Master Long, Tong Aijia came to Young Master Long.

He picked up the five sticks of incense on the altar, and held the shaobao up high.

Showing a circle to the audience, I didn't forget to look at the lamas who looked at the show with contempt.

There is no fire, just blow with your mouth, and the incense will burn.

Showing this hand, the audience applauded.

I thought it was a magic show arranged by Long Shao, it was really creative.

"Xiaolong, remember.

We will offer incense in the future, and we will order four sticks.

The three sticks of incense represent heaven, earth and man.

A stick of incense represents the ancestor god. "

After Tong Aijia finished speaking, he filled each incense burner with four incense sticks, turned around magnificently, and returned to the leadership seat, showing the appearance of a worldly expert.

As expected of a master, when he saw his apprentice sitting on wax, he went straight up to rescue him.

It's just that in Cai Gen's eyes, Tong Aijia's acting was very contrived and a little too hard.

At first glance, they all look like comedians, variety show cafes.

Originally, the dog fur hat was hot, but when I was anxious just now, beads of sweat came down.

Long Shao wiped off his sweat and nodded to the master to express his gratitude.

Holding up the phone, start the next item.

Sacrifice.

"When the sun sets and the western mountains become dark, every household closes their doors.

Magpie Laoguo
Fuck, no, it's okay to watch the errands.

Let's do it again. "

Tens of thousands of people laughed together, how loud is it?
At this moment, Cai Gen finally understood.

Why do you go to the scene to listen to cross talk?

When everyone is having fun together, the atmosphere is much better than playing with the computer at home.

Even Tuantuan, who was on his shoulders, twitched with laughter.

"Father, did Uncle Long do it on purpose?
Is this setting the mood? "

Cai Gen didn't know how to answer, there was no need to help Long Shao establish a tall image.

Seeing Tong Aijia lowered his head in shame.

There was nothing he could do to help this prodigal apprentice.

General laughter and booing are considered normal, but what the young people around Cai Gen said was a bit too much.

"Fuck, are you a great dancer?"

"I don't know how to read or write, you can't go on."

"What are you pulling this bastard for?"

"Wear a dog fur hat and make a fool of yourself."

"Hurry up and catch the fish, who sees you playing monkeys here?"

"Don't say that this grandson really looks like a horse monkey."

Due to the relatively short distance, Young Master Long was distracted by these unpleasant words.

What the hell, I, Young Master Long, managed to get rid of the evil and turn to the right, and do some serious things.

Where did this stupid gangster come from, messing things up?
Long Shao held up his mobile phone and followed the voice coldly.

It's just this look that made Cai Gen feel bad.

For a person like Long Shao, no matter what he is doing now, fighting fiercely and bravely is a habit he has developed over the years.

You can kneel him down, but you can't insult him.

This is his final bottom line as a social person.

Cai Gen kept shaking his head at Long Shao, saying that the overall situation is the most important thing, don't be impulsive.

With so many people, if a few words delay a major event, it's not a crime.

During the Taiqinggou Winter Fishing Festival, there was a vicious fight, and it was the exclusive naming of the shared children, and the organizers did it.

This news is not good.

Long Shao received Cai Gen's kind reminder and laughed at himself.

It seems to have melted in my heart and figured it out.

I am no longer that penniless little ruffian.

Just as I was about to lift up the phone and pronounce the words normally, my eyes straightened.

Because he saw He Naizi separated from the crowd, with long legs in silk stockings, and holding an advertising fan, hurriedly walked over, and rushed straight at the young man who spoke rudely.

Long Shao quickly winked at Cai Gen, this girl can do anything.

Just as Cai Gen breathed a sigh of relief, he received a call for help from Young Master Long.

Turning around to see He Naizi approaching, he instantly understood Long Shao's worry.

According to He Naizi's character, Xiao Longlong who dared to scold her would not be able to bear it, and she was not from Muye Village in the first place.

(End of this chapter)