Chapter 95 Autumn Harvest Festival
Author: Seven taels of broken silver
When they heard that her daily activity was to go to Mrs. Yu's house to study, Daya and the others were stunned, and their expressions instantly became awe-inspiring.
Then he refused again and again, and even forgot what his grandparents said.
Cheng Miaomiao deeply regrets this.
But she had already made an appointment with Aunt Yu to go to school, so she had no choice but to reluctantly refuse their request to play together. Da Ya watched her jumping into the Zheng family yard and couldn't help but gasp.
Air conditioning.
Although, although she also wants to study, Mrs. Yu is really fierce!
Maodan and the others had the same idea. They watched Cheng Miaomiao disappear at the door of Zheng's house. Even if they didn't see anyone, they didn't dare to stay at the door any longer. They hurried home with the wind rustling under their feet.
This time Zeng Ziji stepped into the Zheng family for the first time.
He followed Ji Huai lazily.
Cheng Miaomiao ran to the house in a familiar way, and saw Madam Yu putting clean clothes and prepared food into Zheng Bai's bookcase. She crossed the threshold with difficulty and wondered: "Is Brother Zheng going somewhere?"
"Yeah, I'm going back to the county to continue studying."
Zheng Bai rubbed her head and explained with a smile: "The autumn break of the academy is only for these days. The academy will start classes again tomorrow. If you don't come back today, the master will scold you."
Cheng Miaomiao looked at him with her head raised and nodded confusedly.
She still remembered that her father told her that Brother Zheng was studying in the academy and taking the scholar examination. Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly shone, and she immediately patted her chest and said: "Brother Zheng, just go, I will take care of Aunt Yu for you."
of!"
Taking care of two people is caring, taking care of three people is also caring!
She, Cheng Xiaomiao, is the most sensible child in Xiaohe Village!
Madam Yu: “…”
Her face suddenly turned dark and she was so embarrassed. Who wants to take care of a child like you?
Zheng Bai laughed dumbly and turned to glance at his mother's expression. The atmosphere used to be dull every time he left home, but Miaomiao's appearance recently made his mother laugh a lot, and it also changed her mood.
attention on him.
If Miaomiao could often come to the house to stay with her, then my mother would not always miss him.
He also hopes that she can be more cheerful.
Zheng Bai bent down and looked at her seriously and said, "Then my brother has entrusted your aunt to take care of me. When he comes back next time, he will bring you delicious food from the county, okay?"
Cheng Miaomiao nodded without thinking: "Okay!"
After speaking, she looked at him with bright eyes and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of academies are there in the county, what are they like, and what are the delicious ones? Are those snacks more delicious than candy cakes?"
The candy cake is the most delicious thing she has ever tasted!
Zheng Bai patiently answered her questions one by one.
He also promised to take her to the county if there is a chance in the future.
Hearing this, Mrs. Yu frowned and said, "She is still so young. She has to worry about getting lost when she goes to a town with adults. How can you still take her with you when you go to the county? It's outrageous."
"..."
These words were actually teaching him to be careless.
Zheng Bai couldn't help but touch his nose and changed his words calmly: "Then if there is a chance in the future, mother can go to the county with us, so that we don't have to worry about getting lost."
Cheng Miaomiao's eyes suddenly brightened after hearing this.
He quickly rushed to Mrs. Yu, raised his head and looked at her happily: "There will definitely be a chance in the future! We want to play together in the county. I heard that there is a dragon dance in the county during the festival. It's so long, ho ho ho.
Ouch!"
As he spoke, he began to dance and make gestures.
Don't ask, just ask and read it from the book.
Ever since she discovered that reading = reading stories, her enthusiasm for learning has been extremely high. She pestered Dr. Zeng to find a few miscellaneous books from home, especially one that was full of all kinds of food, drink, and fun in Yongji City.
It looked like she was yearning for it.
Mrs. Yu reached out and tapped her forehead angrily: "You don't even understand the village, so you just want to go to the county."
Cheng Miaomiao said unconvinced: "If you have ambitions, they are never far away!"
Madam Yu directly exposed her: "You just love to join in the fun."
"A child who doesn't like to join in the fun is not a good child!"
…
Zeng Ziji's pupils trembled slightly, Miaomiao is so powerful.
He was actually not afraid to argue with Madam Yu over and over again. Even before Madam Yu scolded her, he was so frightened that he couldn't walk just by looking at that smelly black face.
Ji Huai has seen this scene so many times that he has become accustomed to it.
After Zheng Bai saw him, he smiled and waved to him, handed him a book, and said: "Brother Huai, this book contains my notes and insights from my usual reading. If you have time, you can add more."
Take a look."
Ji Huai's eyes moved slightly and he hummed, "Thank you, Brother Zheng."
"The autumn harvest festival will be held in the village soon. You will have fun there, so don't think about running to the county." Mrs. Yu said.
"Autumn Harvest Festival?"
Cheng Miaomiao was a little confused. This was the first time she heard this word.
Ji Huai also looked over curiously and asked, "What is the Autumn Harvest Festival?"
Zeng Ziji whispered: "It's a sacrifice."
In the past few years since he came here, he has personally seen sacrifices held every year in the village.
Madam Yu met two pairs of equally interested eyes, and slowly picked up the pottery cup on the table and took a sip of water. When Miaomiao's expression became more and more scratchy, she said: "This was a long time ago.
A tradition passed down in the village.”
Autumn Harvest Sacrifice, as the name suggests, is a sacrifice to the ancestors after the autumn harvest, hoping to bless the harvest in the coming year.
It's just that the sacrifices in Xiaohe Village are a little different.
The Autumn Harvest Festival in Xiaohe Village not only worships ancestors, but also worships the mountain gods. More generally, it is called the Mountain God Festival. They will worship the mountain gods after the autumn harvest and pray for good weather and fruitful results in the coming year.
Cheng Miaomiao was stunned: "Mountain God Sacrifice?"
Did she hear it right? No mountain god has been born near Xiaohe Village, and now she is the only little mountain god within a few hundred miles.
Ji Huai couldn't help but be a little surprised, and subconsciously glanced at Miaomiao.
"Who are the mountain gods worshiped in the village?"
"Of course it's Xiaohuai Mountain."
Although she is now the mountain god in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the mountains and seas seem to be in Xiaohuai Mountain.
Will the sacrifices be made to her then? Cheng Miaomiao was a little confused.
Mrs. Yu said slowly: "It is said that Xiaohuai Mountain was born with spirits a long time ago and protected the ancestors who lived here. Therefore, every year after the autumn harvest, the village holds a sacrifice to honor the mountain god."
"But haven't there been any sacrifices in the village for two or three years?" Zheng Bai was also a little surprised.
He remembered that after the drought, the village offered sacrifices to the mountain gods to pray for rain, but the rain did not come, so the autumn harvest festival was suspended for two years.
Mrs. Yu said: "Because your uncle Cheng's family has used poor land to grow food that is comparable to fertile fields, and the weather has improved recently, the village chief thinks this is a good sign, so he wants to restart the sacrifice, and preparations are already underway.
Already."
Cheng Miaomiao's dark eyes widened.
The drought here is due to the birth of Fat Yi. After she included Fat Yi in the illustrated book, she temporarily disabled the ability of drought. Could this accidentally turn into a good omen?
"Every year, the priest selects a few children to perform the ritual dance. Don't you like to join in the fun?"
Madam Yu looked at her and said, "You can ask the village chief to add your name."
Cheng Miaomiao's expression became a little strange.
What is this called? Am I sacrificing myself?
Miaomiao's pupils trembled: No way, no way!
Chapter completed!