Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Zhang Ling didn't intend to tell Li Xiang what she learned from Lao Liu.

Take Li Xiang's strong resistance to Lao Liu.

She doesn't feel right now.

Of course, there is another reason because she feels that Li Xiang is a little too mysterious.

So much so that the old patriarch spent so much time testing and investigating him.

Before, she never thought of living under the same roof as Li Xiang.

So she is based on the principle of mutual use.

His mystery can be tolerated to the greatest extent.

Now, since she already has a plan to live together.

Then she naturally would never allow the person next to her pillow to be an invisible person.

So this old Liu is probably a bridge for her to understand Li Xiang deeply.

Li Xiang didn't fall into the nostalgia for grandma because she mentioned grandma, but looked around with a bit of panic and vigilance.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that there were only three of them around.

He didn't say a word on her topic either.

He just smiled at her with some embarrassment.

He should feel that only such a reply is the safest.

She stroked the child's little head with one hand, pretended to be disappointed and let out a long sigh:

"Some people seem to have forgotten grandma. Xiaodouzi, you can't imitate some people. After all, grandma taught you how to make flowers and gave you related gifts. This kindness must be remembered."

While speaking, she has been observing his every expression and move.

His face looked indifferent at first glance, but there was still an unconcealable sadness in those deep eyes.

The caring little Douzi seems to have seen Li Xiang's thoughts.

So I ignored Zhang Ling's words just now.

This made her look into the distance in disbelief.

Under the blue sky, there happened to be three white clouds floating.

Not far away, there are a few tall trees more than ten meters high, as if they have fallen on a piece of drawing paper, and the swaying leaves have not been seen for a long time.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew up, mixed with some fallen leaves, weeds, and dust, as if a vortex had been purposely swirled around them.

"Oops! The sand is blinding the eyes. This gust of evil wind is really hateful!"

Li Xiang raised one hand to cover his face and wiped his eyes. His dry cheeks were covered with tears like a flood.

There is a saying that a man does not flick his tears lightly, so many men always swallow their bitter tears into their stomachs.

Little did he know that Li Xiang had long wanted to find an opportunity to release his longing for grandma.

At this time, Xiaodouzi, who was put aside, stepped forward and pulled Li Xiang's skirt with distress and said:

"Father, don't be afraid! Mom is the best at turning your eyelids. The sand in Xiaodouzi's eyes is all handled by mom."

While speaking, the little girl looked at Zhang Ling worriedly and called "Mom".

Feeling a little helpless in her smile, she stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, obviously feeling his resistance and unwillingness to take away the hand covering her eyes.

She seemed to be coaxing Xiaodouzi and said:
"Don't be afraid, just roll your eyelids to get the sand out, it won't hurt! Why are you nervous?"

"Mom, look, Xiaodouzi is the strongest!" Xiaodouzi said proudly, with a hint of disgust in his tone, "Father is so weak! I dare not roll my eyes."

Li Xiang was laughed at by a child.

His face seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to peel off that layer of skin.

The yearning for grandma has also faded a lot.

After adjusting his mentality, he smiled and explained stubbornly to Xiaodouzi:

"Who said that? I don't need it. I rubbed out the sand that squinted my eyes."

Xiaodouzi looked at Li Xiang like a child, leaned over and blinked non-stop, as if to show off that his eyes were back to normal.

Xiaodouzi is still a child after all.

Looking at Li Xiang's appearance, he pouted angrily and didn't say a word.

Perhaps the heavens would never see Li Xiang bullying a child like this.

A small breeze was blowing head-on.

This time Li Xiang really got sand in his eyes.

After blinking, rubbing his eyes and weeping, and other violent operations, the sand in his eyes did not come out.

Li Xiang stamped his feet in discomfort.

He even had the desire to tear out his eyeballs.

Xiaodouzi said to Li Xiang again at this time:

"Dad, don't struggle. Let mom help you."

Yes, when Li Xiang really got sand in his eyes.

Xiaodouzi immediately smiled and asked Li Xiang to accept Zhang Ling's help.

But Li Xiang felt that by doing this, on the one hand, he undoubtedly admitted that he was deceiving people with sand in his eyes;
On the other hand, he failed to do what he said, and felt that he lost face in front of Xiaodouzi as an adult.

Maybe it's because of Xiaodouzi's grin when he spoke.

That's why Li Xiang gave birth to the thought of wanting to save face and suffer.

At this moment, Li Xiang heard Xiaodouzi's persuasion again, and he no longer had the backbone he had at the beginning.

Following Xiaodouzi's intention, she lowered her posture and called "Ling'er" first.

Zhang Ling was ruthlessly disgusted by him because of her kindness at the beginning.

Unhappy in her heart, she turned her head and pretended not to hear it.

Li Xiang looked helplessly to Xiaodouzi for help.

The clever little guy is somewhat like a monk who sees through the world and says:

"The Buddha said, all roots have cause and effect, and those who do good deeds have good fate. Dad, Xiaodouzi can't do anything about it. You can figure it out yourself."

Although I don't know where the little guy learned this sentence.

However, there is no sense of disobedience at this time.

He said with some emotion to himself:

"Why did you stubbornly reject Zhang Ling's kindness in the first place? This is really the evil man's own fate! I deserve it."

Maybe seeing Li Xiang crying sadly touched Zhang Ling's soft heart;

Maybe Zhang Ling didn't really want to ignore it.

So she finally made a move.

Pushing Li Xiang against the wall nearby, a classic wall dong came directly, which made Li Xiang hold his breath a little nervously.

Before Zhang Ling started to roll his eyelids, his eyes instantly became less uncomfortable.

When she learned that the sand was on her upper eyelid, Zhang Ling said in a joking tone:

"Tell me about you, a big man, why are your eyes so small? Sand is worthless. Why do you hide it in your eyelids? Sigh..."

Li Xiang replied with a smile and tears, not showing weakness at all:
"Why? No, a man who has a family suddenly feels that the responsibility is not light. Even if the sand is worthless, it is still money. What's more, I can get a chance to get in touch with you at close range. Why not Why?"

Obviously, his answer made Zhang Ling happy.

She raised her hand and patted his forehead lightly, causing his head to rise slightly.

Then he took off a small black hairpin from Xiaodouzi's head, and gently pressed the smooth end on the upper eyelid, saying:

"Where are the eyes looking? Try to look down, and don't look at my face."

The hairpin cooperated with the other hand to turn the upper eyelid, and his upper eyelid was successfully turned up.

When she clearly saw the location of the grains of sand, she probed forward and skillfully used the tip of her tongue to lick off the grains of sand stained on her eyelids.

That moment!
His eyes are like a spa (spa).

Eyes that were originally dry and uncomfortable seemed to become supple and translucent instantly after drinking enough water.

Perhaps this water is rich in exciting and pleasant factors.

Starting from the upper eyelid, it spreads quickly throughout the whole body like an electric shock.

An unbearably scorching hot air fermented rapidly from his heart, and his heart beat like a high-power motor, and the gushing blood made his brain feel dizzy with happiness.

Xiaodouzi on the side seemed to guess what the restless Li wanted to do?
The moment he could see his lips touching hers, Xiaodouzi made a "babbling" sound, and quickly held her eyes with both hands.

Immediately afterwards, he peeked through a finger and said:
"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, Mom and Dad, you go on! Xiaodouzi definitely didn't see it."

The little girl probably didn't want them to continue at all.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Li Xiang being pushed away by Zhang Ling, and then turned his back with a blushing face and called out "Little Douzi".

It felt a bit like blaming Xiaodouzi for talking too much just now.

Li Xiang walked up to Xiaodouzi generously, leaned over and stretched out a finger, put it into the fingertip where Xiaodouzi was peeking, and said with a somewhat helpless smile:

"You child! Does this mean you didn't see it?"

The little girl put down her hand and looked at Li Xiang, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

In an instant.

The three of them returned to the house and sat around the table without saying a word for a while.

At the end of the pilgrimage ceremony, Li Xiang sent a "blessed meat" and the incident of Xiaodouzi's disappearance occurred.

Just now someone informed Li Xiang to host today's evening ceremony.

He was really worried about the safety of Zhang Ling's mother and daughter.

Zhang Ling fell into deep self-blame because of her previous negligence.

How to do?
Li Xiang took the lead in saying:

"Ling'er, why don't I take you home."

"Go home?" Zhang Ling snorted coldly, stroking Xiaodouzi's cheek with one hand and continued, "Do you think it will be safe for us to leave the ancestral hall? Impossible."

"I know what you mean." Li Xiang also looked at Xiaodouzi with worried eyes and said, "We adults may be able to prevent it. The worst thing is that they have already attacked innocent children. I... suddenly realized that I am really incompetent!"

Xiaodouzi saw Li Xiang helplessly hit his thigh with his fist.

It hurts to look at it now!

But Xiaodouzi couldn't see any painful reaction on Li Xiang's face.

She seemed to understand her parents' concerns.

She grabbed Zhang Ling's left hand with one hand and Li Xiang's right hand with the other, and then used her as a medium to tightly hold the four hands together.

Her little face was solemn, as if she had made a huge decision.

Then he looked firmly at his parents' hands and said:
"Don't worry! It's okay, as long as Mom and Dad can always be with Xiaodouzi, Xiaodouzi will not be afraid of any difficulties and dangers."

Then she burst into a happy and confident smile and said:
"So before Mom and Dad, I would like to ask when we can have dinner? Xiaodouzi didn't eat a few bites of the fatty pork at noon, and I'm so hungry now!"

Zhang Ling and Zhang Ling smiled at each other after listening to Xiaodouzi's expression.

It seemed that all the previous worries were swept away in an instant.

Enjoy the parish.

Evening festival.

It is also called "evening festival", "bear (avoid) lamp festival" or "eat back lamp meat" among the people.

It will be held after the stars come out in the evening on the day of the pilgrimage.

The Lantern Festival is the remembrance and reappearance of the ancestors' distant life in the starlight ancient cave.

The sacrificial person is the god of the west wall.

Therefore, the table offerings were placed in front of the gods on the western wall.

The ceremonies of placing offerings, offering incense, presenting wine, receiving animals, taking objects, and arranging objects are not much different from court offerings, except that the number of offerings (incense plates and wine, cakes, and cakes) may be slightly different.

The Lantern Festival is the remembrance and reappearance of the ancestors' distant life in the starlight ancient cave.

Judging from its sacrificial ceremonies and some preserved sacrificial texts, the gods of Changbai Mountain believed in during the Manchu tribal system should be the main ones.

The many gods worshiped by the Li family are the star gods and the guardian gods of the night in the universe.

Such as "Six Stars of the South Dipper", "Six Stars of the East Dipper", "Three Stars of the West Dipper", "Prince Star", "Three Stars", "Seven Stars of the Big Dipper" and so on.

In the old days, most of the sacrifices to the gods on Mid-Autumn Festival had "Wanli mother".

One of the reasons is an obvious difference between the evening festival and the morning festival.

When offering wine and a piece of meat to the gods after placing the objects, the door of the room must be closed, and the indoor incense and stove fire should be extinguished or covered and removed.

Another reason is that, according to folklore, she sacrificed to the "Mother Wanli" who saved Nurhachi.

Because she was naked when she was dying, if there was light in the room, she would be embarrassed, so she had to turn on the light.

However, according to researchers in recent years, the Lantern Festival originated from the early "Star Festival" custom of the Manchus. Because there is light in the room, it is difficult to see the stars outside, so the lights must be turned off to stop the fire.

Therefore, the Li family sacrifices will naturally abide by the above customs.

Firecrackers were set off as usual, two altars were placed in the middle of the courtyard, all the lights were turned off, the whole family knelt behind the altars, and the shaman recited the ceremony of carrying the lamps.

The shaman has to recite sacrificial texts to dance to the gods, and perform a symbolic ceremony of offering meat and wine, which is completed three times.

The head of the pot led the backlight pig to a table and pressed it on the table, slaughtered it in the dark, peeled off the pig skin, unloaded it into eight pieces and placed it on the altar table.

Four people hooked the four corners of the pigskin with stick hooks and roasted it on the bonfire in the yard.

After roasting yellow, immerse it in clean water and scrape it off, put it in a pot supported by three stones in the courtyard and cook it, and roast it on the fire together with the meat skewers skewered by iron chisels.

The whole family eats back lantern meat, and the shaman hangs the waist bell on the door of the outer house, beats drums and sings the back lantern divine song, and circles the back lantern pig three times.

The clansmen danced around the bonfire while grilling meat, and performed Yangko dances until the east turned pale.

From dawn to late at night, ceremonies are connected, singing and dancing are connected, which is the climax of the sacrifice.

Then light the lamp to open the door, eat sacrificial meat, return the sacrificial vessels and other ceremonies, all of which are like yesterday's court sacrifice.

The family of three finally had the chance to return to the room.

Li Xiang was the most exhausted as the leader of the sacrifice, and Xiaodouzi, who had been playing wildly all night, fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Although Zhang Ling is also very sleepy!
But she remembered the note someone gave her during the evening festival.

Ask her to meet at the pavilion next to the lotus pond alone.

The note was not signed, so she took it for granted that it was Old Liu.

I feel that Lao Liu didn't explain things clearly yesterday.

So I asked her out again today.

Zhang Ling also set off to the lotus pond without thinking too much.

From a distance, there were indeed people sitting and waiting in the pavilion.

It wasn't until she walked in that she realized that the figure of the man in the pavilion was not Lao Liu.

Just as Zhang Ling was about to turn around and prepare to leave, the man suddenly turned around and said:

"Zhang Ling, everyone is already here, why are you leaving again? Come on, sit down and talk to me for a while, okay?"

"Not good!" Zhang Ling turned her back to the man without turning her head, "You are the number one person I don't want to see now. Master Qi, don't you think you don't have this self-knowledge?"

"I know." Qi Diaozhe said with a wry smile and lowered his head slightly, then suddenly raised his head and said in a pleading tone, "Wait a minute, I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't know when I will see you again next time."

Zhang Ling was about to move and leave resolutely, but when she heard that Qi Diaozhe was leaving.

For some reason, a bitter taste gushed out of her heart.

Qi Diaozhe saw her stop again, and continued to try to persuade her to stay:
"That's why I asked Li Pan to help arrange this meeting. Zhang Ling, in the end, I beg you for the sake of our former classmates. Would you please sit down with me and have a cup of tea?"

Eat bliss.

If the meat to be eaten is a "decoration" for the front, it must be cut into "squares" (about three inches square) and put into the pot to cook again, then fished out, threaded into skewers with iron drills, and the eater sits on the kang.

Put a wooden square plate or oiled paper in front of you, put a piece of meat in front of you, and eat it in thin slices with the self-contained detoxification blade, and stipulate that no seasoning is allowed when eating Furou.

It means that as soon as it inherits the tradition of eating in the wild in the hunting era;

The second is not to change the taste of Furou.

Another rule is that all meat eaters are members of the same family who participated in the sacrifice, and no relatives and friends with other surnames participated.

But after the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were some changes gradually.

For example, the Xiuyan Manchu Bai clan stipulates:

It's just that "take a piece of meat" is reserved for the family to eat after the sacrifice, and the rest can be invited to eat. The rules of eating meat have also changed:

At this time, spread oil sheets or square plates on the kang, put chopsticks, salt water, and put mustard greens in the plates to dip meat.The oil sheet is placed in the kang, and an empty plate is set.Let the invited guests sit in turn.The host ordered the cook to fish out all kinds of meat from the pot, cut into thin slices while hot, and add more to the plate to accompany the guests.No matter who you are, you are not allowed to eat sauce.

Liaobin Taguarja's is also similar:

Spread the oil sheets on the kang, with salty, sauerkraut, and sauce dishes.When relatives and friends gradually arrive, or those who know the etiquette, they will also bow up and then sit down.No wine, no other dishes.Take the whole piece of meat and a little bit of intestines, stomach, lungs and liver, and make the humble ones kneel in front of the table with a piece of meat.

After eating the meat, the host will lead all the participants to kowtow to the god.Then tidy up the sacrificial utensils and prepare for the evening sacrifice.

According to the regulations, the meat eaten during this sacrifice must not be taken out of the room, and the leftover bones should be wrapped up after the sacrifice and washed away along the river or buried in a clean place.