Golden Fishing Village

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With the arrival of tourists for the New Year's Eve dinner, in order to meet the needs of tourists, the fishing houses in the village tried every means to make delicious food and drinks. Some people even brewed rice wine. Then Ao Muyang drank fermented glutinous rice porridge in the morning.

Rice wine is not a specialty of Hongyang, or their fishing families do not have the tradition of brewing rice wine. Generally, they brew sorghum wine and corn wine.

There are too few paddy fields that can grow rice. The fishermen grow some rice for food. Occasionally, they save some rice and make rice cakes during the New Year.

But it doesn't matter. How can tourists know what traditions the fishing village has? Anyway, they believe whatever the fishermen say, as long as it is special.

That's why each fishing house has made some special food. Brewing rice wine is nothing. Some people fry stinky tofu at home, and some people make pig-killing dishes...

In addition to the independent fishing houses making various foods, the village committee also organizes activities. There is an ancestral hall next to the primary school halfway up the mountain, which was opened again this year.

Most fishing villages in Hongyang have ancestral halls, but like the rice cake custom, as people's clan concept weakened, the ancestral halls have long been abandoned, and the genealogy has been subdivided, giving it to which family.

Many tourists from cities don't understand why. They think that fishing villages should have ancestral halls. During the New Year, the villagers will gather together to worship their ancestors. So Ao Muyang followed the tourists' thoughts and re-opened the ancestral hall.

Fortunately, the main part of the ancestral hall was occupied when the primary school was built, and a side hall was preserved.

Compared with decades ago, the side hall is not in good shape now. It is exposed to the wind and sun, and cats and dogs urinate on it. The reason why the primary school has not used this house is because it is too bad.

When repairing the wharf, Ao Muyang asked Liu Sanyang to arrange people to clean it up again. Just a simple repair will do, and then he asked someone to clean it up. This is the ancestral hall.

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, the fishermen also have a New Year's Eve ceremony, which is also a ceremony to worship the ancestors.

This New Year's Thanksgiving is one of the most solemn celebrations among fishermen. There is also a Sea Opening Ceremony after the New Year. The New Year's Thanksgiving is for fishermen to thank the gods of heaven and earth, and the Dragon King and the Sea God for blessing the harvest of the year. The Sea Opening Ceremony is to pray for good weather and good harvest in the coming year.

With the decline of the ancestral hall culture, the New Year's Thanksgiving ceremony has also disappeared, because it has to be organized and carried out by the whole village. The reason why the Sea Opening Ceremony can be maintained is that after the New Year, the time for the fishermen to go out to sea can be gathered together, and it is just right to set off firecrackers and hold a ceremony together, which can be regarded as a joint activity.

Ao Muyang organized this celebration this year, but he didn't need the villagers to line up and kowtow according to their seniority as before. He just cleaned up the ancestral hall again and put the tributes on it.

On the morning of the 27th, he and Ao Daguo, Ao Zhiming, Ao Zhisheng, Ao Zhiyi and others gathered in the side hall of the ancestral hall and directed the women and men in the village to place the tributes.

Ao Zhiyi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, muttered beside him: "Thanking the gods and honoring the ancestors in the side hall? It's better not to do it. Isn't this an insult to the ancestors?"

Ao Muyang said: "Second Grandpa, do you think this looks like a side hall?"

After all, the house has been abandoned for a long time and is no longer the same. The roof can be repaired with red and blue tiles, but the crumbling walls cannot be repaired.

Ao Muyang thought of a way. He didn't care about the outside, but just pasted paper paintings on the inside of the wall. The paintings were all gods, ghosts, spirit beasts and birds. After the walls were covered, there was a bit of mystery.

Ao Zhiyi glanced at it and said dissatisfiedly: "This is nonsense. How can it look like a side hall?"

Ao Muyang spread his hands and said: "Isn't this enough? This is not a side hall, this is the ancestral hall, so it's okay for us to offer sacrifices and thank the gods and ancestors here."

"Nonsense." Ao Zhiyi's beard trembled with anger.

But no one cared about him. Only Ao Muyang took him seriously. Others had long since stopped taking the former village chief and village party secretary seriously.

Ao Zhisheng looked at the house and said, "Village chief, this is a dangerous building. Is it okay to hold a celebration here?"

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said, "What kind of celebration? This year is just for show. Next year, this house will be demolished and a proper ancestral hall will be built. Then, Mr. Ao, you can collect the scattered genealogies in the village and organize them. We will hold a celebration next year. Just create some atmosphere this year."

To put it bluntly, this is to get rid of tourists and take photos for them to post on WeChat Moments.

Although the villagers will not organize a celebration this year, the things that should be used for offerings cannot be less.

Open the door early in the morning to welcome the gods, and then hang the Bodhisattva statue in the house. There are two eight-immortal tables below, with candlesticks on both sides. The candles on the candlesticks are one meter long and as thick as children's arms. That's awesome!

Next to the Bodhisattva statue is a picture of the God of Longevity. Originally, they were going to hang a family tree, but now that they don't have this thing, they asked the God of Longevity to represent the ancestors, which is also a common thing.

There are many offerings on the table, and Ao Muyang and a few others are here to direct the tribute.

He ordered the tribute in advance, and when they started to put it, Ao Daguo asked: "Hey, where is the pig head? Damn, why is the pig head gone?"

"Damn, don't let someone's child eat it." Ao Zhiyi laughed beside him.

Hearing the shouting, someone hurried over: "I took the pig head home yesterday, and I dealt with it. Here."

Ao Mukang and Ao Xiaojun walked quickly with a big pig head.

Seeing this, Ao Zhiyi laughed and said: "Xiaokang, did your son deal with this pig head with his mouth?"

Ao Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said: "Wisdom!"

Hearing this, Ao Zhiyi got angry, and he pointed at the teenager and said: "Why are you so rude, kid? What did you say just now?"

Ao Xiaojun said: "When I say wisdom, I mean smart and wise."

Ao Zhiyi instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he also heard that Ao Xiaojun did say the word wisdom, and he knew it was a compliment.

But he just felt something was wrong!

No one cared about him. Ao Mukang opened the red bundle, revealing a big pig head inside. The corners of the pig head were raised, and it looked like a smile. It was not as cold as ordinary pig heads, but with a festive look.

The group was immediately surprised, and Ao Muyang asked: "Hehe, Brother Kang, how did you do this?"

Ao Mukang smiled proudly and said: "It's just a little trick. I made a smoked cheek for the pig's mouth. After smoking inside, the meat tightened, and then I pulled it back, and there was a smile."

Ao Daguo gave a thumbs up and said: "Kangzi, you are good. You can play with this pig head."