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Chapter 43: People fight for wealth and lions fight

After a while, Su Wu pressed his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.This time, no one was angry anymore, and they all calmed down consciously.

"I think everyone came from all directions to visit an ancestral tomb, to a certain extent, to remember the ancestors. But the more reason is probably to let the underground ancestors bless our future generations."

Didn't it talk about how to distinguish the ownership of the ancestral grave? How did it get here.Although everyone was puzzled, they still nodded in agreement.

Time is a butcher's knife, which can wear away all joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

If a person dies for dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of years, no matter how famous or rich he was during his lifetime, future generations will never shed a single tear for him.

The reason for coming here to pay homage to the sweeping ceremony is indeed the duty of being a future generation.But as Su Wu said, it is more to hope for the blessing of the underground ancestors.

Su Wu nodded, and suddenly said something surprising.

"It is said that the ancestors bless the ancestors. Think about it the other way around, if an ancestral tomb does not bless one clan, does that mean that the person buried in this tomb may not be your ancestor?"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words.

It seems to make sense.

If a tomb does not bless itself, what is the purpose of sweeping it and offering sacrifices to it?
Everyone was beating their hearts when they heard it, and they seemed to have caught Su Wu's meaning in their hearts, but they didn't dare to confirm it.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to make a sound.

Mo Wenbin couldn't help standing up, "Brother Su, what do you mean?"

Ha ha……

Su Wu signaled him to be calm, and he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone likes to say a word during the Chinese New Year, the ancestors bless Ding and wealth. In other words, if the ancestors do not bless both people and money, then to a large extent it means that this tomb is not your ancestral tomb, so don't worry about it."

"Is that what everyone said?"

Everyone couldn't help but nodded.

If an ancestor doesn't even protect the most basic human wealth of his descendants, what is he going to do?Is it worthwhile for everyone to come from all directions or even thousands of miles to worship?Do you really think everyone has nothing to do?
"That's good. Now that we have decided not to fight civilly or violently, let's fight personally and financially. The loser, you understand. This tomb does not bless you. It should not be your ancestors. Who do you love?" Who will sacrifice to?"

Is that okay?

Mo Wenbin wiped his sweat.

He was sent to mediate these non-governmental affairs, so he was naturally a local, and of course he knew what Su Wu meant when he said civil combat and martial combat.

Fighting is easy to understand.

Just like the day before yesterday, the whole clan of both sides rushed forward, and the one standing at the end was the winner.It's a pity that they were intervened by the authorities without seeing the result.

Wendou is just literal writing, and its essence is fighting.

What it compares is not all kinds of poems and songs, but fists and muscles. Besides, the villagers in the countryside don't understand these literary things.

However, compared to the armed fights of the whole clan, the scale of Wendou is limited, usually with specifications of ten, fifty, hundred or even 50 people.It is also the fight to the end, the one who stands the most wins.

Now what is going on with Su Wu's fight against people and money?

Mo Wenbin quickly raised this question.

Su Wu smiled confidently.

"Ren Dou is a competition imported by Tianding. We can find a few villages with similar populations in the two villages. It is limited to a certain date, such as today next year. Finally, the population will be counted, and the ancestors will bless the one with the larger population. win."

Mo Wenbin's eyes lit up.

This method will at least not bleed, it is definitely a good way.

He slapped his thigh and couldn't wait to say: "Yes, this method can be considered. We can choose three to five villages with similar populations in both Chen and Liao. It is limited to one year, and the final population statistics will be two out of three or five. Three wins."

Someone on the right suddenly spoke, his tone full of mockery.

"Our Chen family has no problem. Ten or eight of these villages can be selected at any time. I just don't know if there are three or five villages on the opposite side to choose from?"

Mo Wenbin was speechless.

On the left, Liao's Mandarin came out.

"It's amazing how many people there are. It's a big deal that villages from other provinces like us join in the competition."

"Not at all. We still have three or five villages."

Su Wu turned his head and watched his family uncles wipe away their sweat silently.If the side of the competition was their old Su family, then there would really be no more than three or five villages.

"Okay. That's the decision for Rendou." Mo Wenbin was overjoyed, fearing that there would be another mistake, he made a decisive decision.

"What about Caidou?" Mo Wenbin looked eagerly at Su Wu, "What should I say?"

Su Wu laughed.

"This is even simpler. The two sides also find a few villages with the same economic level, and the income of all villagers will be counted at that time. The winner is the one with the most. It is also the same system of two wins in three games or three wins in five games."

The place was silent.

Suddenly someone shouted: "If people fight for money and each wins one game and loses the other game, the two sides end up in a tie. How does this count?"

Su Wu smiled triumphantly.

After spending so much time talking, he finally got to this point.

"Don't we Fushan people all have the tradition of fighting lions? If people fight for money and you end up with a tie, then you can fight lions. You don't have any objection to that."

Lion fighting?

Mo Wenbin stroked his chin, and his mind became active.

Of course he knows lion fighting.

The so-called lion fighting is actually a lion dance.Anyone who has watched the Huang Feihong series of movies in the previous life probably knows it well.

The lion dances of the two sides go up to the mountain, fight each other to block each other, and finally win the lottery.

Of course, Fushan will not put machine guns, blades or fire-breathing dragons in lion heads or centipedes like in Huang Feihong's movies.The two sides can only rely on the weight of the lion's head, the foot strength, physical strength and experience of the players to win the victory.

Having said that, there are many lion dance and lion fighting habits in Fushan.At the end of each year, in order to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, villages, large and small, will hold more or less festivals.Su Wu just compared the villages of the two sides together, which is nothing new.

"Just do it."

The Liao family, with few people, almost didn't need to discuss, and made a decision directly.

They crossed several provinces and came to join their ancestors to worship their ancestors, and they were not the opponents of the Chen family.Once the brothers from other provinces returned home, no matter whether they fought civilly or violently, they were even more helpless and hopeless.

Su Wu's method is obviously beneficial to them, so it would be strange if he didn't agree quickly.

Chen's side squeaked, no one made a sound for a while.

If it's a literary fight or a violent fight, they are not false at all.But for these three methods now, even if they have more people, it doesn't make much sense.

When Mo Wenbin saw the situation, he stood up.

"It's better for your old Chen family to agree to come down. Before I came here today, the higher-ups told me that I must ensure that there will be no more civil or violent fights."

"There are a lot of you, but most of you are honest villagers. What you think about every day is not how to fight, but how to feed your wives and children."

"Look outside." Mo Wenbin pointed to the group of uniformed men outside and the guns in their hands.

"If you really want to make trouble, I, Lao Mo, have no choice but to ignore the situation in the village. If you can catch one, you will be one, and if you can catch a pair, you will be a pair. At that time, you will either lie in the hospital or in prison, and what will you do with your wives and children who are waiting to be fed?"

"Think carefully about each of them."

Mo Wenbin figured it out.

Treating these villagers, blindly pursuing harmony is of little use.Just like Yangxin Valley, it is the first to act first.

After a long silence, an old voice from Mrs. Chen on the right came out.

"Alright. It's not the right way to fight and kill all the time. We took the method of Yangxingu. But there must be a referee for the two sides to fight. I don't know this referee..."

Mo Wenbin was relieved, he laughed.

"This is not a problem. Our county can assign a special person to be responsible for tracking the whole process to ensure that the competition between the two sides is fair and open."

After he finished speaking, the scene was silent for a while.

what happened?

Mo Wenbin was taken aback.

He looked left and right, only to realize that no one on both sides answered him, looking at him like an idiot.

Mo Wenbin quickly realized that his old face was hot.He coughed a few times and retreated to Su Wu's side.

"Brother Su, you Yangxingu proposed this job, why don't you take over the referee too?"

Su Wu looked at him, "It's okay to pick it up. But what good do we have?"

"Benefits? What benefits?"

Mo Wenbin blinked blankly, but didn't realize what Su Wu meant for a moment.

Su Wu took a few steps back and returned to the vicinity of the people in Yangxin Valley.

"Mo Fuxian, what do you think our Yangxin Valley is? Can we recruit it and leave it? It's no good, why should we get involved in these things? When we have nothing to do in Yangxin Valley?"

Mo Wenbin finally came to his senses, he was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

"Brother Su, your conscience is bad. Tell me, what benefits do you want? If you want hands or feet, I'll give you my brother."

(End of this chapter)