My 1995 Small Farm

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was already dark in the twelfth lunar month, and Ruirui finally had dinner with difficulty.

Chen Ling's family took a group of children and set off towards the Tutu Temple.

There are also a group of dogs running around in the wheat field with great enthusiasm, chasing pheasants and hares in the wheat field excitedly.

"Aiya, rich and noble, you are finally out of the house, I'm just waiting for your family to come."

At this time, the entrance to the village and around the Tutu Temple were full of people and torches.

And there were sporadic salutes exploding in the sky from time to time.

It was the young people in the village who couldn't sit still. They brought firecrackers from home and lit them in the wheat fields.

At any other time, the elders would probably scold them for being ignorant and not upright.

But on this day.

The more cannons are fired, the more atmosphere there becomes.

"Uncle, uncle, why do they have so many torches?"

After the little fat boy was taken over by Chen Ling, he was able to let himself go.

I was jumping up and down along the way, so happy that I never stopped talking.

He directly took Xiaolizi's previous position and transformed into a hundred thousand whys.

"Because there are no electric lights!"

Chen Ling replied with a smile: "If there is no electric light, everyone will have to light torches..."

"No, I mean these torches are so beautiful, like a long dragon, so fun. I really want the students in our class to see this scene."

The little fat man looked shocked and regretful.

"And uncle, don't we need to light a torch?"

"Yes, uncle, why don't we have torches?"

Xiao Lizi also reacted, ran over, chased Chen Ling and asked.

Chen Ling didn't know what they were thinking, so he waved the flashlight in his hand: "Because we have this."

After he finished speaking, the adults also laughed softly.

"Oh, no, we want a torch too. Uncle, please make us a torch too, okay?"

Xiao Lizi raised his head, grabbed Chen Ling's hand, and began to use the coquettish technique.

Before Chen Ling could say anything, Wang Laishun and the village accountant came over and snatched Chen Ling away from her.

"Babys, your uncle has something important to do today. He has to go and stand in front. He can't play with you here tonight."

"Ah? Why?"

The children were stunned for a moment and opened their mouths in surprise.

Ruirui also called out daddy in a daze, and then rushed over like a strong little bear cub.

"Because your uncle is so powerful, he will preside over the sending of the old earth **** to heaven and the new earth **** to the temple today."

Qin Rong explained to the dolls first.

The meaning is not difficult to understand. To use some old customs, Chen Ling will be the ‘officiant’.

This was originally done by a respected old man in the village.

But what makes Chen Ling's position in the village become more special in the past two years.

Moreover, their clans and ancestral halls are gone, and the Chen and Wang families are in disarray.

No one misses anyone's old love.

Basically, they only care about the snow in front of their own door and don't care about the frost on other people's tiles.

In fact, Chen Ling himself is the same. The people closest to him in the village now are two people named Wang.

"Wow, uncle is so awesome."

Little Fatty and Little Lizi suddenly saw stars in their eyes. When they heard Chen Ling wanted to send off and greet the gods, they felt that their uncle was amazing.

Ruirui was confused and shouted incoherently: "Daddy is tired."

Liu Nier, on the other hand, had already regarded Chen Ling as the most powerful in her heart, so she waved her little hand: "Let's go to my second uncle's house, I will make a torch for you.

Once we make the torches, Uncle Fugui and the others will probably be able to finish their work. "

Then he led this large group of boy scouts to kill Wang Lishan's house.

Chen Ling was invited to the front.

The original statue of the God of Earth was a clay sculpture, as mentioned before, made of straw, yellow mud and clay to make a human shape.

Then use a trowel to scrape and carve the image.

Finally paint.

It goes something like this.

At this time, all the men, women, and children in the village came out.

They stood in three rows in an orderly manner, all holding torches.

The queue started from the Tutu Temple and ended at the big pond next to the village primary school.

As for why no one is rushing forward.

First, this ritual is rather sacred.

Second, it will continue to circle later, and everyone will have the opportunity to come forward and worship the Lord of the Land. There is no need to make a fuss and fight.

Of course, everyone is not standing in an orderly manner now, and there are still young people in twos and threes walking to the distance to shoot off cannons.

Until Wang Laishun started beating the gong.

"Return to the team! Everyone stands in order!"

They are all Han Chinese, but perhaps after living in the mountains for a long time, this ritual of sending off and welcoming the gods feels a bit like dancing with the gods.

Just like now, right in front of the Earth Temple, there is a hexagon built with bricks.

It's hollow inside.

Later, the old idols will be smashed, thrown in, and burned.

Smashing it is not an offense, only after it is smashed can God ascend to heaven.

Fire is a ritual.

"Fugui, please go to the temple and recite blessings."

Fourth Grandpa tied a red cloth around his waist and said.

Chen Ling nodded, and when he looked back, the team had become extremely neat with torches held high.

This time it really became like three long dragons.

Chen Ling walked into the Earth Temple filled with candles, knelt down on the futon and recited words silently.

Recite one paragraph and kowtow once or three times.

After reading the words, Chen Ling stood up and directed five young people to carry out the old statue of Lord Tutu.

These five young men are either tied with ears of wheat or stuck with sorghum... symbolizing grains.

He could not move his hands during this process. After carrying it out, he placed it in the hexagon made of bricks.

Only then could he smash the old Earth God statue into pieces.

We also pay attention to the things we use, including axes, sickles, hoes, and rake heads.

How to put it, the ax symbolizes the mountains and forests, and the land master here is in charge of things in the mountains.

Needless to say, other types of farm tools are just like the five young men symbolizing grains.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Chen Ling picked up the ax and struck three ax heads in succession, splitting the descendants of the old statue.

Then the sickle, hoe, and rake heads were hit on various parts of the body of the statue.

There is no need to smash it too much. There are pine branches laid down below, which will be ignited directly.

"Send God!"

Chen Ling lit it with a torch and shouted.

This gift is not only the old statue of the Tutu God from the Tutu Temple, but also the statues of the Tutu God from each villager's house, whether they are paintings or wood carvings, all are invited to come and go to heaven together.

According to the original process, for example, those painted on paper are replaced every year, while those carved on wood will last longer, but they also need to be replaced every three years.

The replacement date is set on New Year's Eve, which is the last day of the year anyway.

But this year we have to send off the old Tu Tu Grandpa of Tu Tu Temple in advance, and those who are invited home from each family will also go to heaven with him.

Then replace it with a new one.

So after Chen Ling finished shouting "Send God off", these villagers holding torches. Either a wooden statue of an earth **** holding in his arms, or a torn paper portrait taken out of a red cloth strip, they came forward one after another and threw them into the fire together.

Then the whole family knelt down to worship and recite words of prayer for blessing.

Send the land you brought back to heaven together with the statue of the Earth Temple.

The flames were blazing, and the people's faces turned red.

During this period, Chen Ling and the village stewards kept firing salutes nearby.

The procession went to the end and the Earth God was sent to the Queen of Heaven.

It’s time to welcome a new god.

At this time, Chen Ling stepped forward and pulled off the red cloth from the stone statue.

"From now on, everyone in the village will send their own Earth God to heaven, and they will burn it in front of the statue of the Tutu Temple every year. We don't need to move this stone statue, we can just let the Earth God go to heaven by himself."

Chen Ling pulled off the red cloth and said this.

Stone idols are used for a long time. After being used, there is no need to replace them if there is no special condition.

So naturally we have to put it another way.

After he said this, the villagers began to wave torches and roar from time to time.

"roar!"

"drink!"

It travels far at night.

Welcoming the new **** is indeed different from sending away the old god.

When sending the old gods off, they were sent away with incense and candles.

When welcoming new gods, they bring various tributes and warm calls from the villagers.

I hope that when the new land grandfather comes, he will see their piety and vision and bless them with good weather and good harvests every year.

The stone statue is still carried up by the five stick boys symbolizing grains.

Chen Ling directed the tributes, mainly various pastries and pancakes, as well as fruits and meat.

Then let the team take turns to come forward, light new incense, insert it into the incense burner and kneel down.

It's quite tedious, after going back and forth for another round.

Chen Ling then went to fire the cannon.

Ruirui followed Liu Nier and the others, a group of children, big and small, holding small torches and watching carefully.

His eyes never blinked.

Children, when they are young, always show great interest in such lively and mysterious things.

Ruirui is too young to remember things.

But also curious.

And the most curious.

When Wang Susu and the others stepped forward, he couldn't help but stepped forward and handed the torch to Chen Ling.

He pulled Chen Ling over there, then held the hands of his parents with his two little hands, and followed the big procession to worship God.

After experiencing this special ceremony, he patted his knees and rushed into the temple to get the tribute.

"Hey, come back!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Chen Ling grabbed the collar of his back and let the brat kick his legs in mid-air.

He was caught directly and placed in the pile of dolls outside.

"You wait, wait for me to deliver! If you try to rob me again! Don't be dishonest!"

The cakes and pastries included in the tributes are best eaten by children. In fact, adults are dispensable. It is a good thing to grab them. It doesn't matter if you can't grab them.

After all, there are so many people in the village, how can everyone have a share?

Usually we just share the food with the children.

It means just eat something.

"Uncle Fugui, hurry up, we can't wait any longer."

I don’t know who yelled, but it wasn’t the kid.

It sounds like a male duck's voice. During the voice change process, I don't know whose voice it belongs to.

"How old are you to not be ashamed?"

Chen Ling smiled and cursed: "I heard you over there, I will walk around you later."

Everyone burst into laughter. At this time, they had finished worshiping the new land god. It was the most lively time to relax.

Just wait for Chen Ling to start spreading the cakes and pastries.

Chen Ling didn't delay deliberately and walked out of the temple with a basket in his arms.

The whole basket of cakes was thrown into the air.

"Ah, Uncle Fugui, you are so kind. Let the wedding cake smash me to death..."

The little kids excitedly took off their cotton-padded jackets and rushed to pick them up, screaming.

"Uncle, grandpa, this way, throw it this way!"

"Uncle, I am Xiao Ming, I want to eat rice cakes..."

"Uncle, I am Xiaolizi, I also want to eat rice cakes!"

There were too many people, and every child was thinking that Uncle Fugui was the closest to them, so they all reported their names, but Chen Ling couldn't hear anyone.

Holding the basket and starting to throw it around, whoever picks it up counts.

All of a sudden, everyone went crazy.

The adults, especially the young men, jumped up or rushed out to help their children grab it.

My child is so close to Chen Ling. When something happens, he only thinks of Uncle Fugui, not his biological father.

Today they have to prove themselves.

As a result, after a while, someone fell and got bruised and swollen. There were too many people. The whole village was here. You squeezed me and I squeezed you. How could you not fall down?

Fortunately, there were plenty of cakes and pastries, so they fought for a while and then dispersed.

Otherwise, Chen Ling would still have to worry about them causing a stampede.

After grabbing the wedding cakes and cakes, the dolls held torches and ate happily.

Others threw the wedding cakes into the ashes in front of the Earth Temple, burning them until they were charred and crispy, then broke them open and ate them deliciously.

"Dad, mom..."

Ruirui ran over with two big dogs, holding up a piece of rice cake with a crying face.

"You, if you don't eat well at home, why are you in such a hurry to eat it outside? You can't eat this now. You have to heat it up at home before you can eat it."

Chen Ling took the rice cake from his hand: "The rice cake will be hard when cold. It needs to be heated. Can you ask my brothers and sisters if they can eat it?"

He looked at Yaya, Little Fatty and Little Lizi who were running over. The three children also pouted and shook their heads unhappily: "You can't eat it. If I had known, we would have grabbed the wedding cake."

Everyone smiled.

Liang Hongyu laughed at her eldest grandson: "Xiao Ming, you are the most greedy and stupid. You have no experience. How can Liu Nier and others be so minded."

It is true that city children have no experience in this area.

"Grandma, why do you always say I'm stupid?" the little fat man said angrily.

"Okay, don't be unhappy."

Chen Ling waved, picked up Ruirui, and said, "Let's go, I'll bake two wedding cakes for you with the remaining charcoal. I know who grabbed more just now."

Then he walked to the boy from Chen Yongsheng's family: "Come on, don't be shy. Do you think I won't know it's you just because you call me uncle with the kids? Bring out the wedding cake!"

This kid is fifteen years old, and he was grabbing the most fiercely just now.

"Brother, I'm just a little kid too." The boy with thick eyebrows, big face and face like a big cricket looked aggrieved.

"I say you're not ashamed, but you're really not ashamed."

Chen Ling gave him a shock before he handed over the two pancakes with a smile.

"Come on, let's go make some pancakes. Isn't this here?"

Chen Ling greeted the children and walked to the Tutu Temple. As expected, the children became happy again.

With a smile on his face, he held a small torch and started to circle the fire pit, jumping and cheering.

"Here are the scones, here are the scones!" (End of chapter)