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Chapter 165 Chapter 165: Beside the bonfire, the singing is loud and clear

In the end, everyone came to a farmland at the head of the town, which was already some distance away from the town, and the nearest houses were tens of meters away.There are weeds growing in the farmland, which seems to be uncultivated wasteland, and there is a pile of firewood in the middle of the field.

We came here after beating gongs and drums, everyone stopped, and then smoked dry tobacco.

Grandpa Pang opened the box he had been holding and took out a gown from it. The gown was red and white and looked a bit cute. He put it on his body, put on a hat of the same style, and then took it out from the box. An old sewn book, it really looks like an old country stickman.

Grandpa Pang spoke, anyway, he was talking about something that we haven’t sung together for a long time. It’s rare for everyone to get together. We have a good harvest in our town today, so we have to celebrate it, and let us young children have a look. The authentic Hu shouting.

The old man at the side started to light a fire, and suddenly the flames were everywhere, and the smoke tails shot out, and there was a glimmer of light in the diffuse night, and the mosquitoes that were about to fly to bite people avoided them one after another.

Start shouting gongs, gongs, drums, and the sound of resonating at any time.

Grandpa Pang started to open the book, and began to sing according to the lyrics in the book.

Although the gongs and drums sounded, Grandpa Pang's voice was even louder.

Accompanied by gongs and drums, the singing is harmonious, breaking the tranquility of the countryside.

Sitting on the ridge of the field, Shen Nian and the others could already feel the heat of the campfire, but they didn't feel hot and sweaty after neutralizing the cool night.

Everyone looked at Grandpa Pang's opening in unison. They didn't expect that this thin old smoker could make such a voice, and it also allowed everyone to hear the original Hu shouting during this outing.

Someone from the side of the road rushed over upon hearing the sound, and stood on the ridge above or by the side of the road, hiding in the night, only a black shadow could be seen.

Gradually, there were more and more of these black shadows, and people were everywhere on the ridges near and far away. Rows of black shadows stood there enjoying this rare "event".

In this backward small town, these entertainment activities are still in the hands of these old people. When the season comes, they beat gongs and drums. Those young people can only return home during the New Year, but their activities are limited to playing cards and mahjong. Playing games, such an old-fashioned entertainment, is difficult to attract their attention.

But now the mainstream young people are not at home, and those who stay in the town are old people or children. The old people can't do much except watch TV. Children are very curious about these things, so they are naturally willing to travel all the way to watch them. look.

Just after the "street parade", everyone in this town knew about it, which can explain why so many people are watching here now.

Some people on the ridge were sitting, some were standing, some were holding palm-leaf fans, some were breastfeeding their babies, some brought melon seeds, and just spit out the melon seed shells on the ground. The shells decompose naturally and become fertilizer for the ground.

Grandpa Pang sang and danced, very much like a sorceress singing and dancing in the country, she looked a little pretending, but if it wasn't because it was just an entertainment activity, everyone would really think it was some kind of sacrificial activity.

Pang Xiaoxiao introduced from the side that this volume is called "Respecting Heaven" to express respect for God's virtue of good life.

There are also four volumes at the back, "worshiping the land", "challenging the country", "marrying relatives" and "respecting teachers".Corresponding to the five great gods "Heaven, Earth, Country Parents and Teachers".

In addition to these four volumes, there are also five sub-volumes: "Harvest", "Wedding", "Funeral", "Farming", and "Introducing a New House". If you subdivide them, they can be subdivided. , Moving graves, entering a new house can also be subdivided into dilapidated houses, entering the door, opening the stove, going around the house, throwing away the house, etc., each item has corresponding lyrics and songs, so this Hu shouting covers a wide range, almost Covering the entire life of farmers.

At the beginning, on both sides of the river, it is impossible to study where this kind of singing originated, but these folk songs also gave great encouragement to the local working people at that time.

The spectators could walk in, so they surrounded the bonfire in three circles and three circles outside. Maybe it was because Shen Nian and the others were outsiders, and no one in front of them blocked their view.

The venue became lively, and Grandpa Pang sang more vigorously. After singing one or two songs in each big volume, he sang directly to the volumes of daily life. After all, this also gave the audience a sense of substitution. What is feeling, but he still understands these common sense.

The firewood crackled and exploded a lot of sparks. Grandpa Pang danced while singing, and he wore a lot of clothes. Besides being so close to the fire source, he was already sweating profusely at this moment.

It was hard for Shen Nian and others to imagine that their group would also participate in this kind of entertainment opportunity in the countryside, but such an opportunity is not available to everyone, everyone was a little surprised when they saw Hu Nashao with their own eyes.

All the townspeople present had heard some Hu shouting, and some women could softly echo the lyrics.

Some young people also came to the field. Their eyes were not only on Grandpa Pang on the field, but also this group of unfamiliar faces sitting on the ridge.

There is a middle school in the town, so it is difficult for them to see so many well-dressed people on weekdays, especially the group of them are all good-looking, which makes those boys never leave their eyes.

Zuo Yuanxin was naturally the most beautiful, she felt that many people's eyes were wandering on her body, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she sat beside Shen Nian.

But she understood that when her group visited here, they would definitely be under the gaze of everyone.

It was not only Grandpa Pang who sang, but also other old people in the town. They all sang voices that did not match their age, which was amazing.

The bright moon spread, the breeze was blowing, the fire was burning fiercely in the field, old people came on stage to sing and dance, the gongs and drums were loud, and the singing resounded through the night sky, sending out mournful cries towards the world.

Senior sister Pang Xiaoxiao watched it very seriously, and she herself was singing softly while watching it. It seems that she is quite familiar with this music.

Shen Nian asked senior sister Pang Xiaoxiao: "Sister, you can be the inheritor of this in the future! Your major, and if you can sing this way yourself, it's also very good to inherit this kind of music."

Senior Pang Xiaoxiao said: "It's not that I don't want to pass on this culture, but I have to consider the future lives of my grandparents and my sister. This can only be a hobby in my spare time."

When Shen Nian heard this, he naturally understood the reason, perhaps this is also the problem of the inheritance of culture and art.

The singing is loud and clear, constantly echoing in the night sky.
(End of this chapter)