From Chief to Ball

Mu Ma nodded, squatted down and even grabbed a handful of soil and held it in his hands. He looked up at the sky, roared towards the blue sky, and threw the soil in his hand to the sky.

"Tomorrow is a fine weather. Go to Yuqian'er to get the grain. Let's work hard. In autumn, before Ji Yun comes to the door, we will send the grain to him! Four hundred acres of land, twelve people, not many, but We have enough strength, and these two big animals, just do it!"

"That's right! Open up the wasteland on the opposite side!"

"There's no rush for the house. We'll build it after we finish planting the corn. Let's build a wooden shack here. It won't be cold anyway."

A dozen men looked at their hopes and talked loudly as much as they could, as if to let God know their joy.

The spring breeze greens the earth, takes away the ice and snow, and changes everything.

The land has changed, the people have changed, and the cities have changed.

It's just that after the spring breeze, no one knows whether it will rain like butter or the ground will be covered with hail.

"It's going to be a good year."

Muma looked at the land, as if communicating with the God of the land again, nodded after he finished speaking, hummed as an answer, and turned around to catch up with his partner who had gone away.

Chapter 69 Life

At the beginning of late spring, Xiacheng was already busy.

Looking forward to the spring breeze, naturally the best spring cannot be wasted. The smell of soil has shrouded the surroundings of Xiacheng since February.It was not until the day of the "Huaizi Festival" passed down from Echeng that the city stopped busy and took a day off.

The background of Xiacheng is very shallow, and there are few festivals. With the close communication in Echeng, the people of Xiacheng also know that the third day of March is the Huaizi Festival of the tribes in Echeng and the lower reaches of Caohe River.

Huaizi Day, obviously, is a festival about giving birth and mating.It is said that this is the birthday of the ancestor of those tribes in the lower reaches of the Caohe River. The ancestor gave birth to more than 40 children, and even raised them all, eventually developing into dozens of tribes.

To this day, the tribes in the Acropolis of Xiacheng who came out of both sides of the river still enshrine the pottery statue of this old grandmother, with exaggerated buttocks and chest, thick thighs and exposed breastfeeding. This is a festival left over from the primitive fertility worship.

There was no calendar at that time, but according to legend, the old grandmother was born when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. With the calendar, March [-]rd, when the peach blossoms were blooming on both sides of the river, was chosen as the Huaizi Festival.

About after those tribes began to burn wasteland and plant, Huaizi Festival added another custom, that is, no fire can be lit on this day.

On March [-]rd, corn was about to be planted. Although the fire brought light and warmth to the people, a fire in spring could easily burn down the village and bring disasters.

Or maybe it was a Huaizi Festival a long time ago, when the tribes on both sides of the river ignited a big fire when they were singing in antiphonal songs, so there was such a custom, but it doesn't matter, no matter what the reason is, the result is the same , Customs have become a link between the cultural circles on both sides of the river.

Since Chen Jian was determined to integrate into the existing cultural circle, he learned these customs from distant cities.

On this day, men and women will go outing, pick herbs, bathe in the river, and sing love songs to have fun in the wild.

Two years ago, the various tribes also had wild gatherings on the mountain at this time. It was easy to accept this custom. Men and women who had been holding back for a whole winter went to the river, took up the cool river water, washed their clothes, and jumped into the river to play.

"Qingcao River, Qingcao River, when spring comes, there are no sandbars in the green water. The young man and the girl hold the fragrant orchid grass in their hands. The girl said: Go for a swim! The boy said: I have already swam; why not go play again! The two walked together Qingcaohe laughed and said..."

A song like this kind of refusal to welcome is floating on the beach with the current, splashing and playing, Zhongnan will get wet, but the body is very hot, and the blush on the face is better than the cold spring, sometimes the heat is tight If there is a fire, a different kind of fire will be ignited.

The word "joy with the people" itself has a strong class connotation.With Xiacheng's current political system and leader system, Chen Jian still can't afford the word "having fun with the people". He himself is just a special kind of people, so he enjoys this kind of festival very much.

Holding Red Fish's hand and walking on the river beach, the two of them would quarrel occasionally, but they never let go of their hands. The sandals were soaked by the river water, and they watched couples of tribesmen heading into the woods, simply rowing Went to Luodao in the middle of the river.

However, before they even set foot on the beach of Hexin Island, they heard intermittent panting, and the two lost their interest. They sat on the boat and stared at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

Early in the morning, I ate a bowl of congealed corn porridge left over from yesterday. I couldn’t light a fire today. After walking all the way, I was already hungry. In the distance, I quietly walked around to the top of Luoshan Mountain, and sat there basking in the sun.

Chen Jian lay sideways on Red Fish's lap, and Red Fish took a small wooden stick and was picking Chen Jian's ears, annoyed from time to time: "Don't move around, I'll make you deaf, Yuqian insists on eating me. "

After cleaning out his ears, Hongyu combed Chen Jian's hair. Hearing the laughter from the river beach passing through the turbulence in the distance, and watching the children running there from afar, he sighed involuntarily.

"Jian, I'm not pregnant yet."

"I know. Didn't you just come to that a few days ago?"

"Yeah, I've been sleeping with you for half a year, do you think it's your problem or mine?"

"How would I know."

"How about...you try to find a woman who has given birth? If she can give birth, it is my problem."

"Why don't you try to find a man who has given birth? Why do you let me go?"

"Then I really went looking for it..."

Knowing that Chen Jian was teasing her on purpose, he twisted Chen Jian's ear severely, but he had some indescribable feelings in his heart.

Chen Jian didn't know whose fault it was. He was afraid that Red Fish would think too much, so he deliberately said something irrelevant to ease the other party. The last city meeting where Red Fish took half the sky to persecute Chen Jian had already passed in an intimate begging for mercy. .

Chen Jian was not angry because of that incident, on the contrary, he liked this cunning woman even more, no longer just driven by desire.

Red Fish was distracted by Chen Jian's nonsense, and she reached out to touch a cloth bag that Chen Jian was carrying. She looked at it all the way, but she didn't know what it was, and she was very curious.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Chen Jian slapped it open. Hongyu snorted, looked at Chen Jian who had half-closed eyes, and bit his chest.

Chen Jian sat up, took the cloth bag, and said with a smile, "Guess what's inside?"

"How would I know? You have so many weird things, who knows what they are?"

"Oh, I didn't want to do this, but last time you took the women to do that at the town meeting, I was worried that one day you would run away, anyway, you don't want to be a windmill that turns with the wind, and left I live the same way. Then I want to sleep with you. I have to please you. I wanted to sleep with you on the screw island and then show it to you, but the people of the tribe came first. We can’t be on the top of the mountain for everyone to watch... ..."

Red Fish giggled, thinking that I didn't say that because I would leave you one day in the future, you have my teeth marks on you, you are mine, and I am yours, but I just won't say it.

The two stopped talking, and lay side by side on the rocks warmed by the spring sun. Red Fish felt a little cold, closed his eyes and habitually burrowed into Chen Jian's arms, but found nothing, opened his eyes and found Chen Jian Holding one hand and looking at herself with a smile, she was flustered for a while, her face was red, and she whispered: "Why don't we go somewhere else."

Chen Jian shook his head and said, "I don't want to leave. You close your eyes."

Red Fish turned around and covered his eyes with one hand. The sun shone through his palms and made flesh red in his eyes. He closed his eyes, but his heart was a little hairy. He was always worried and hoped that Chen Jian's hands would be damaged, and his hands became stiff. Body, dare not move.

After waiting for a long time, only the spring breeze blew across his face, a slender thread suddenly appeared in the free hand, and then the thread was slightly pulled.

She felt a little weird, and quietly opened the fingers covering her eyes, and saw a huge fish of various colors flying over her head. The weird fish had two tails behind it, one Thin twine protruded from the fish's belly, and the other end of the twine was wrapped around her finger.

The fish flew into the sky?

She opened her eyes wide, and Chen Jian's hand had already reached out, pulling her up, and a ball of wrapped thread was in Chen Jian's hand.

"Release your finger and let it fly higher."

Chen Jian chuckled, and the red fish felt the tight thread in his hand, and let it go. The ocher red fish that flew into the sky jumped up immediately, as if it was about to jump onto the clouds.

Only then did Hongyu see clearly that it was not a fish, but a ball of silk cloth from the city of E, which was actually a huge rhombus, with reeds fixed underneath to form a cross, and three thin threads were twisted into one at the intersection of the reeds.

A fish was drawn with ocher on the diamond-shaped silk cloth, and no matter how the fish flew, it couldn't get around the thread in Chen Jian's hand. With a slight shake, it flew higher, its long tail swaying in the wind.

This is a simple kite, made of diamond-shaped silk cloth and reeds, with the center of gravity slightly forward, taking advantage of the wind on the top of the mountain, one person can make it fly very high.

This is a small toy that Chen Jian spent half a day making. Compared to the busyness of the whole city, he felt that the half day was worth it, because Red Fish looked up at the kite flying in the air and smiled.