In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 96 Braised Pig Head Meat
Cheng Miaomiao is really not very interested in dancing to sacrifice herself.

There is indeed a part of the inheritance memory about the scene of the human race offering sacrifices to the mountain gods, singing and dancing, and praying for blessings, but these were experienced by the seniors, and she has never experienced them, so she is very curious.

She pestered Niangzi Yu to ask what was so exciting about the Autumn Harvest Festival.

"In the village, pig heads, chickens, ducks, and the grains harvested this year are usually used to sacrifice to the mountain god. There will be a dance led by the elders of the clan. After the sacrifice, there will be a flowing water banquet, and everyone in the village can sit on the table and have a full meal."

"Where is the sacrificial place?"

"The altar on the east side of the village."

"Altar?!" Cheng Miaomiao widened her eyes in surprise.

There is even an altar in the village?She didn't even notice it!

Seeing her surprised look, Zheng Bai couldn't help laughing, and said, "The altar is actually set up near the big banyan tree. If you look carefully, you will find a round stone slab underground, on which are drawn the sacrificial runes left by the ancestors."

During the sacrifice, the stone slabs will be cleaned and arranged to reveal them.

At the same time, a simple altar built with wood is placed in front, and each household takes a piece of red cloth from the home and ties it with banyan branches, and makes a wish to the mountain god.

Only on the sacrificial day, the whole village, old and young, will be present.

This was also the day that Zheng Bai looked forward to the most when he was a child. He remembered the sacrifice process very clearly, because only this day his mother would not force him to stay at home to study, but to stay and play with other children in the village.

On the table, there are not only dishes that are constantly exuding aroma, but also wild jokes with friends.

Young men and women will also tidy themselves up on this day, and if they are interested in someone, they will send an ear of wheat or rice to that person.

What I saw when I looked up was the clear blue sky, and what I heard in my ears was the clear and tinkling sound of the wind chimes blowing over the banyan tree not far away, and the red cloth strips rose against the wind, as if sending the villagers' prayers to Xiaohuai Mountain.

It was a free and lively day.

Cheng Miaomiao blushed when she heard it, her eyes sparkled, and she yearned for it. She was so excited that she wished she could travel back to the day of the Autumn Harvest Festival to see how lively it was!
Madam Yu glanced at her, and said softly: "You can go to see it if you want, anyway, I won't waste a while studying."

Cheng Miaomiao's expression suddenly became tangled.

It was too tempting to find new things she hadn't seen before, but she had agreed early on that she would study every day, and just now she had promised Brother Zheng to accompany Aunt Yu, so it felt bad to leave like this.

Ji Huai said in a timely manner: "Let's just go and watch for a while, and then come back and continue reading after finishing."

"You can save the time to go out to make up for it at night."

The total learning time remains the same.

Don't feel guilty about it either.

Cheng Miaomiao: "!"

good idea!
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The big banyan tree at the east end of the village.

The village head, Zhang Wei, was leading a group of people to clean up the sand, gravel and soil buried on the ground with a broom, and soon a corner of the wooden plank was exposed.

On the rocks next to the banyan tree are sitting a lot of idle ladies.

The aunts fanned the wind leisurely with cattail fans, and someone said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of sacrifices are there for the good ones? Who still has surplus food to spare for the banquet these days? There is no food to ask for, and how can they have money?"

"Why does the village chief always think of it as soon as he comes out?"

"Hey, let's not talk about the village chief, just look at the harvest of Rencheng Er's family. If it were me, I would have to hold a sacrifice and quickly beg God. Who wouldn't want so much food?"

Hearing this, an old lady said with a half-smile, "Who made it impossible for our family to have a little lucky star?"

She was shaking a dough fan that was different from the others in the village, her hair was combed meticulously, and there was a silver hairpin stuck in her bun. From the corner of her eye, she saw the three children running over from the other side of the small bridge, and curled her lower lip.

The aunt raised her chin over there: "Here, isn't this here?"

Everyone looked at it strangely.

Cheng Miaomiao, with her two little thongs in her arms, was jumping and running happily to this side. The child was born with red lips and white teeth, and those dark eyes looked particularly lively, and when he smiled, it seemed that the whole sky became bright.

Seeing the exposed corner of the place where the village chief and the others were cleaning, her eyes immediately widened, and she stopped quickly and grabbed the hand of the little friend beside her, shaking her hand, and said, "There is really something under there!" altar."

The child's voice is soft, and the speed of speech is not very fast.

Anyone could hear the surprise in her tone.

Ji Huai smiled lightly and said, "Well, let's go and have a look."

Zeng Ziji followed suit and said slowly, "What a coincidence." They happened to be cleaning the altar just in time.

Cheng Miaomiao nodded again and again, hurriedly dragged the person and ran over there, carefully avoiding the dust on his face, Zhang Wei saw the three children at a glance, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Uncle Village Chief, are you cleaning up the altar?"

Cheng Miaomiao poked his head to look at that place, only to find that it wasn't a stone slab that was exposed, but a wooden plank.

Zhang Wei said with a smile: "Yes, we will prepare for the sacrifice in a few days."

Cheng Miaomiao immediately danced and talked to him about what he heard from Zheng Bai, such as dancing for sacrifices, tying up red cloths to make wishes, offering big pig heads to sacrifice to the mountain gods, and throwing water mats, be happy!

After finishing speaking, he still looked at him with shining eyes, and asked with flickering eyes: "So can the big pig's head sacrificed be eaten?"

"..."

Zhang Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She reached out and rubbed her little head, and said: "Of course, every time the sacrifice is made, the pig's head is specially made to make braised pork head meat slices. The ones eaten by adults are spicy, but children are not. "

They also eat offerings to the mountain gods?
Ji Huai's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said in a bit of bewilderment, "Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the mountain god?"

Cheng Miaomiao also raised her head to look at him curiously, nodding her head, yes yes yes.

Zhang Wei said solemnly: "The Lord Mountain God gave us a good harvest and taught us to be diligent and thrifty. He saw our sincerity and naturally he would not blame us for such things. This is a blessing."

Ji Huai: "..."

These words were a bit deafening, and Cheng Miaomiao was taken aback for a while.

But fortunately, her comprehension ability has soared recently, and she quickly understood the meaning of these words.

That is to say, offering sacrifices to the mountain gods expresses the sincerity of the village, adhering to the principle of thrift and not wasting. After the mountain gods feel the sincerity, they must be willing to let them take away the sacrifices and eat them. This is called blessing.

Cheng Miaomiao thought, the mountain god doesn't eat raw meat either.

Maybe it was because of this that people did not appear to take away the sacrifices.

"Hey, our little lucky star also wants to dance on the sacrificial day, doesn't he?"

At this moment, someone under the big banyan tree suddenly laughed loudly.

Cheng Miaomiao looked up suspiciously, only to see the big ladies sitting in rows, not sure who spoke.

The next moment, I saw the aunt with a silver hairpin on her head smiling and said: "This is to find the village chief to go through the back door in advance? How can someone come through the back door empty-handed? Why don't you go home and find your mother to get some good things?" .”

(End of this chapter)