Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 141 Kiss My Baby (7)

Lu Wenpeng and Zhao Sizai, like all villagers, sat around the pagoda, sang folk songs, watched the moon, tasted moon cakes, and felt the happiness of the villagers.

Very rustic, but also very moving.

Cheng He was also sitting among the crowd, chatting with others, and had a rustic but relaxing Mid-Autumn Festival.

Today's moon is big and round, illuminating the surroundings and all the people sitting around the fire.

The jumping flames reflected on everyone's faces, revealing their smiles. They watched the children excitedly play around the fire, and the sense of happiness that they had no contention with the world made them very satisfied.

Cheng Xinxin, like the other children, was excited around the fire, and from time to time passed a handful of firewood, even though hers was considered too small by the other children.

Cheng He looked at her with a smile, today's joy should flow into her memory, right?When she grows up, she may not remember it so clearly, but the fun of participating in the burning of the tower may be her memory of the Mid-Autumn Festival in her hometown.

Some of the surrounding villagers gathered together to sing folk songs, and some chatted enthusiastically.

With some money in hand, people not only dare to celebrate the Fat Festival, but also dare to imagine tomorrow and brag about each other.

An elder in the village sat next to Cheng He, and he also took the initiative to chat with him: "Second Uncle, how is your son-in-law doing? Will he still make trouble?"

He remembered that the son-in-law of the second uncle's family had come to make trouble the last time his house was broken.

The son-in-law who looks like a rogue on the stall is also annoying.

He is not afraid of him, and he has no face when he is scolded.

Second Uncle Cheng said with a smile: "This unsatisfactory thing seems to have changed his temper recently and is much more honest. He even came to help me make bamboo weaving."

Cheng He was surprised: "He can also make bamboo weaving?"

"No. That's why I said this kid has changed his gender. He said he came to learn how to make bamboo weaving with me, and now he is helping me! He is quite serious in learning. In fact, this guy was lazy before, and his brain is still very active." Second Uncle Cheng spoke with joy.

Thinking of what the rogue son-in-law did before, and thinking of him finally turning his personality into a serious one, I feel like I have suffered so much.

That's right, people should do something down-to-earth.If you are always cheating and abducting like before, how can you make a fortune?
He doesn't want his son-in-law to do much, as long as he is willing to take good care of the family honestly, and stop living on a scoundrel like before, disturbing all relatives' peace.

Cheng He said with a smile: "It's probably because you scolded him that it worked. After a better life, he will know how to appreciate you."

"I hope so." Second Uncle Cheng said with a smile.

Cheng Xinxin suddenly ran back with a popcorn in her hand, and said, "Dad, look at this!"

The little guy's eyes were shining, probably because he wanted to eat.

It was the five grains thrown in by the elders earlier, and it was blown up by the fire and flew outside.The little guy found out and felt that the rice crackers should be delicious, so he picked them up.

Cheng He said with a smile: "What are you picking up the things on the ground?"

The little girl rubbed the popcorn on her clothes, quickly threw it into her mouth secretly, and said in surprise, "Dad, this is edible!"

Uh……

Cheng He has black lines all over his head, who is this kid's gluttonous?
It is said that he also went to the mountains to pick up food when he was a child, but it was because he was poor when he was a child and had nothing to eat!Is she still short of food?

He gently rubbed the little girl's head, and said, "Honey, isn't this just popcorn? It's not like you haven't eaten it before. Don't throw things in your mouth when you pick them up on the ground, you know?"

The little girl nodded and hummed, still carefully chewing the popcorn in her mouth.

She had eaten machine-baked popcorn, but hadn't eaten fire-baked popcorn, and thought this seemed to be more delicious!

Looking at the cute little guy, Cheng He felt a burst of happiness and satisfaction.He suddenly picked her up and said, "Honey, let's sing."

He hugged his daughter, held her up high, and sang loudly: "Kiss my baby, I will go over the mountains to find the missing sun, to find the missing moon, and I will try my best to return To write your name on it..."

Cheng Xinxin laughed, pointed to the sky and said, "Dad, isn't the moon over there?"

……

Until the moon was getting higher, it was getting late, the tower fire was gradually extinguished, and today's activities were almost coming to an end.

After everyone cleaned up the scene and cleared the fire, they were about to leave.

The children played in the middle of the night, but they were still very excited. When they lit the fire one by one, all kinds of ashes were blown on their heads by the wind.

Like Cheng He when he was a child, this kind of Mid-Autumn Festival night is probably their memory of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Reminiscing about the bustling scene in the village today, Lu Wenpeng also had an unsatisfied expression on his face, and asked: "So this is a children's activity! I used to watch it on TV, and the towers were all built by adults. In fact, I think it's better to watch children build towers." Interesting, they are all excited!"

Cheng He replied: "This has always been the fun of children. The program you saw was changed for the effect of the program."

The adults piled it nicely and steadily, but they no longer have the fun of the children, and the fun has long been given to the children.

In other words, it was originally a children's activity.

The TV show is just to achieve the effect of the show. It can be said that it is a bare-bones show.

Lu Wenpeng said in disbelief: "Even this can be used as a show? Isn't it?"

Cheng He smiled: "Why can't this be a show? You don't know, since the custom of burning towers was discovered, people found it interesting, and many TV stations and program groups began to shoot these to make promotional videos. Originally It was just fun for children, but it turned into an activity for adults, with all kinds of photography equipment facing each other, and children could only stand aside."

Lu Wenpeng was taken aback for a moment: "So that's how it is. Sigh, everything is for the sake of the program effect!"

With the effect of the program, there will be attention, which can become the source of projects for the tourist village.

Can't say it's good or bad, but it doesn't feel that good.

The income of the village may have increased, but the nature of everything has changed.

Lu Wenpeng sighed: "Why do I find it weird? It was originally a children's game, but it turned into a serious activity and a performance when it was on the show. The ancient customs that have been passed down like this have lost it. meaning."

Adults can build a tower very stable and beautiful, even 20 meters high, but everything has changed.

Children have no sense of participation, and they have no fun.This should be their fun, but after it is linked to their interests, they can only watch it.

A few years later, can they still recall the Mid-Autumn Festival when they were young and built bricks and tiles like Cheng He and the children in Taohua Village?
Cheng He shook his head and said nothing. He could only rejoice that his village no longer needed to rely on these to make money, and the children could play to their heart's content.

In fact, he has also heard that in some places that rely on these activities for catwalks, after the reporters and TV stations left, the people who participated in the burning of the tower and the onlookers quickly dispersed, leaving only the fire left alone.

No one is playing around, it has lost the meaning of the original festival.

Just like the folk song performances and dance performances in many tourist attractions, these have all become a show, not the original mountain village life at all.

Lu Wenpeng said: "Let me be sour, don't laugh, when everything is for fame and profit, people's inner world will start to become empty, show and wealth can only fill the barren soul, but cannot return the real body and mind. Pleasure! Seems kind of pathetic to me."

Cheng He said with a smile: "There is no way, some villages have to rely on these to earn income!"

Lu Wenpeng nodded and said, "That's right, that's why I said, what I just said were all sour words!"

At this time, Cheng Xinxin was already asleep on Cheng He's shoulder. Cheng He was going back to the farmhouse he was renting, and passed the house he was building.

The construction speed is very fast. In order to let the villagers see Cheng He's house as soon as possible, Lu Wenpeng asked his engineering team to speed up the work, hoping to complete the project as early as possible.

He is quite looking forward to the Peach Blossom Village he designed.

(End of this chapter)