Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Jiang Bai walked over slowly. On New Year's Eve, he had a discussion with his younger brother on the bed. The younger brother's butt hurts, and his back and lower back hurt.The back was beaten by the uncle with a ring, and the back was scratched by the younger brother.Now I am sweating, and there is a sand pain around the wound.

"Is this our lion?" Jiang Bai asked.The two lion heads in front of me are amazing.Not only is it big and exquisite, but as a piece of work, it has a high degree of completion, and it is more beautiful than any one Jiang Bai has seen before.Bright teeth, erect ears, bright eyebrows, and a lion's mouth with a smile.

"Your." Zhang Yiliu's movements were very careful, "Take it! When I come to Foshan in the future, I can also rectify my name. There are also lion head piercing craftsmen in the north!"

Jiang Bai took it over for Fucheng. Originally, the head of the team had to come to pick up the lion head in person, but Fucheng couldn't find a comfortable position standing on the left and right.Holding two lion heads in his hand, not only the appearance, but also the weight surprised Jiang Bai.

It is too light, half lighter than the old lion head of Fujiaban.Open the furoshiki again, and under the lion's head is a bright red lion plait, and southern lion trousers inlaid with a whole piece of red glitter.

"Master Zhang, this..." Fu Cheng was also shocked.

"Why, I don't know that I can still use a sewing machine?" Zhang Yiliu's face was really red, and he made a few lions, and his whole body came to life again, "The silk is made of satin, the wool is made of wool, and the size of the trousers is also measured that day. Changed the trouser waist. I will not make the Southern Lion shoes, there is no shoe embryo, but I punched out the plush ball on the shoe, which is inside the lion head, open it and have a look.”

Fluffy balls? Four people hurriedly turned over the lion's head, and it really hid inside.The finest wools are beaten and fluffed, each as big as two fists.

"These balls are for you. When the auspicious season is auspicious, the red star shines brightly, and the wind and the clouds are on your feet." Zhang Yiliu said.

Jiang Bai touched the wool first, and then stroked the red glitter with his fingers.He picked these out with his own hands, and his eyes hurt after staring at them for a long time.But Zhang Yiliu actually made Southern Lion Pants and Lion Pie in one month.For a moment, Jiang Bai seemed to see a white-haired old man drawing a lion's head with a pen under a bright lamp, and carried out the last process of "writing a lion".

With a brush, carefully outline the pattern of the lion's head. The expression of a southern lion depends entirely on "writing", which is written by the heart of the craftsman.Finally, we need to make decorations on the forehead, horns, nose, eyelids, eyelashes, eyebrows, beard, forehead mirror... and the small fluffy balls near the lion's nose. In an instant, Jiang Baiquan saw them all. Material, turned into a handicraft.

"Lion Zhang!" Liao Chengming came over with tea, "Since you're here, don't rush away!"

"I don't talk to you!" Zhang Yiliu made a gesture to leave, "I don't want to talk to you!"

"Don't go away, everyone is here, everyone who enters the door is a guest, and our Fujiaban is not a stingy person." Liao Chengming insisted on pulling him, "You said that we are all over fifty, and still have this temper? As for what?"

Zhang Yiliu glanced across. "You are only half a hundred, I am younger than you, I can still be a lion for at least 50 years!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you are in good spirits, and I am lame." Liao Chengming started fishing, "Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, auspicious day, I think it is just right. How about..."

Zhang Yiliu flicked his sleeves. "It's better to be a fart! I'm leaving!"

Liao Chengming knew what he was waiting for. "It's better, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. It happens that the four boys are all there. The two lions are consecrated. I also invite you, the lion, to honor your face and be a witness, okay?"

Zhang Yiliu stopped with a swipe, and turned around at a rapid speed. "Cripple Liao, do you mean what you say?"

"Of course, Fujiaban speaks for itself." Liao Chengming cleared his throat with tea, "Fucheng, go light some incense and consecrate it!"

Fucheng trembled violently, his legs seemed to have taken root, and they were still on the ground.The wind blew on his face, and his whole body was covered with goosebumps. His lion head was about to be consecrated today.

The consecration of a lion's head is a major event. No matter how beautifully a southern lion is made, without a master master, consecration by a lion is at best a work of art. Only after consecration can it be considered alive and danceable.

Two southern lions were placed in parallel outside the main room of Fu's class. The light was just right. Liao Chengming fetched clean water to wash his hands: "Lion Zhang, we didn't know you were coming today, let alone the lions. We didn't prepare hairpins."

"No need!" Zhang Yiliu took out two brocade red flowers from his pocket. The red ribbon was 1 meter long, "I brought them."

Liao Chengming smiled and said nothing, look, he was just waiting for the consecration, and even said he was going to leave, the craftsman is really temperamental.

Jiang Bai Fucheng and Qiu Liqing stood in the yard with their hands behind their backs. When the hour came, Liao Chengming came out with a hairpin: "Master Zhang, please make the new lion head, and the hairpin is red!"

In a word, the four young lion dancers got up, carried the lion's head and put on the lion's coat.Zhang Yiliu was invited out by Liao Chengming, and tied the hairpin to the lion's horn with his own hands.

This is the first time he has been a lion for so many years.Fu Hong, you can't think of it, Zhang Yiliu's eyes are hot, you are laughing at me, but your son wants to use my lion head to fight the lion armor, can you not think of it!

"Auspicious times when the lion wakes up, and the hairpin flowers shine!" Liao Chengming shouted. The last time he shouted in the yard was for the funeral of his good partner and brother in this life. This time, it was for his brother's son to wake up. lion.He took a wolf hair in his hand, dipped it in clear water, yelled hoarsely, and tapped it on the lion's head.

"One point of lion eyes is shining, looking upright and awe-inspiring! Two points of blue nose and sharp horns, full of heroism and majesty!"

Dip again.

The lion's mouth was manipulated by Fucheng Qiuli, and opened one after another.

"Three o'clock sharp teeth, red lips and teeth, the roar shakes the mountains and rivers! Four o'clock has the wind and ears, and the left side listens to the world and the right side is clear!"

Dip again.Brothers and sisters start from lying down.

"Stepping on the auspicious clouds with five o'clock fierce claws, it is auspicious to climb high and look far away! Step on the seven stars, the world will be flat, step on the Big Dipper, and the wind and clouds will fall! The lion's back will awaken the Buddha's longevity, and the mighty Zhuang Chongqing will live!"

After dipping into the water for the last time, the two red lions stood up completely, as if they had fallen asleep and woke up completely.

"Give the mirror of spiritual light in front of the forehead, and the righteousness of heaven, earth and people will be among the lions! With the wind and the water, let's show off our power!" The pen in Liao Chengming's hand finally landed between the foreheads of the two lions, and landed in the middle of the mirror.With these few strokes, Lion Zhang's lion is no longer a handicraft, but has the soul of a lion dancer.

"The lion rises—"

The two red lions moved their ears and stood up at once.Zhang Yiliu clenched his hands tightly and clenched his teeth.

Liao Chengming dropped the pen. "How about it, Master Zhang, our Fu family class did not treat your lion badly, did we?"

Zhang Yiliu still didn't answer, just smiled, as if he had become decades younger in an instant.

Jiang Bai was under the lion, and heard the panting in front of him. "What's the matter?" He could guess Fucheng's excitement, from no one in the team to the full number of people, from no lions to the consecration of the lion's head, every step was to step on the stones to cross the river, to reach the other side little by little.

"Senior brother." Fucheng turned around, his eyes were boyishly straightforward, "My butt hurts... can you take it easy in the future? I've made you feel good, so you just take it easy. Give me the medicine at night ,pain……"

Jiang Bai turned into a statue in an instant, unable to answer this sentence.

With the lion head, the rest is kung fu.The size of the Nanshi trousers is not very suitable. Liao Chengming worked overtime to change them, and they were all made according to the waistline of 4 boys.Then sew the fur balls to their usual shoes.

Originally, I wanted to find out the old class uniforms to make a meal, but I didn't expect that on the morning of February 2, Xiao Bai brought back two big bags.Open it up and see that the brand-new class clothes are not only beautiful, but also suitable for everyone.

Liao Chengming will never forget that smile of Fu boy hugging his clothes.

At night, Fucheng lay on the bed, pouted his buttocks and asked his brother to take medicine. "Easy... Take it easy, senior brother, you are too kind, and you don't know how to be light for the first time."

Jiang Bai came out of the quilt, his face flushed and he had nothing to say.

"In the future... be gentle in the future, I have to ask Xue Ye how to protect this place." Fucheng put the quilt on and waited for sleep, "He said he is amazing, I will exercise my abdominal muscles, and I will ask him about that What exactly is fully automatic...

"How dare you!" Jiang Bai snatched his phone.

"Ask." Fucheng felt aggrieved, "You shaved off my little walnut, what did I say? It grew out in the past two days, and I feel uncomfortable..."

"Endure it." Jiang Bai lay down beside him, "Who told you to stimulate me. Really... so uncomfortable? Do you need to buy some medicine?"

"It's really uncomfortable...itching." Fucheng stretched out his hand to scratch, "Wait until tomorrow, after the preliminaries, let me use the scraper, and I'll clean it up myself."

"No." Jiang Bai didn't give him this chance, "Don't even think about touching it in this life... Go to bed early, there is a competition tomorrow."

Fucheng turned over. "Brother..."

"Here." Jiang Bai stretched out his arms, hugged him, and hugged him to his chest.

The two stopped talking for a moment. After eating meat once, they began to think about the taste of meat.

"Senior brother, I miss you." Fu Cheng could only say so, and after finishing speaking, he made himself feel numb, "It's... oh... that day, isn't it cool?"

Jiang Bai moved his Adam's apple. "I won't tell you. Don't flirt, tomorrow will be a game, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"That's settled, at least 7 times a week from now on." Fu Cheng hugged him and kissed him, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, tomorrow will definitely break out!"

After finishing speaking, he fell asleep, leaving Jiang Bai who was frantically rubbing his temples and staring at the ceiling.

When he woke up the next day, the uncle woke up early and was burning incense in front of the miniature class flag on the incense table. "Woke up?"

Jiang Bai patted Fucheng who was yawning. "Yes, morning uncle."

"Ah..." Fu Cheng stretched his waist, "Morning uncle!"

"Come here and enjoy a stick of incense." Liao Chengming had finished practicing a set of boxing techniques, and he was full of energy. "At 10 o'clock in the morning, the Fujia class will go to battle!"

With a simple sentence, Jiang Bai's whole life was activated.He never thought of it until he remembered it with only a few words, never remembered the lion dance until he went to the battle, from the accident to today, he has waited too long, and Fujiaban has also waited too long.

There will be a game in a few hours, the breakfast is simple, and there are already people gathered at the gate of Fujiaban.Liao Chengming also put on the class uniform of the Fujia class. Although he is a master, he must dress uniformly according to the rules of the competition. In the past, the "Fu" on the back of the class uniform represented his lion-headed Fu Hong. Now, the word has changed, and the stars have changed. Unchanged, he is the son of his partner, the fourth generation of Fujiaban, Fucheng.

Qiu Liqingrang, Fu Yu, Xu Jun, and Gao Gao all changed into Fujiaban's clothes.Only Li Cong didn't wear it, and Fucheng was so angry that he just wanted to suppress it with force: "The match is coming soon, do you want to change it? If not, I will call my senior brother to come and beat you."

"I'm here to help, why should I wear your clothes?" Li Cong sneered.

"Scores are required because of uniform clothing! If my score is low because of you, I will punish you after the game!" Fucheng was furious instantly.

"Oh, don't make trouble! People who practice martial arts are not allowed to do anything!" Liao Chengming came over with a suit of clothes.

Fucheng yelled anxiously: "I didn't make trouble, he..."

"Children who learn martial arts have no bad intentions, please speak well." Liao Chengming gave the class uniform to Li Cong, "Since you practice with us, you should help us in the competition. Hurry up and change it, and it will start in half an hour."

Li Cong looked at the concrete floor, took it slowly and replaced it.

Jiang Bai is in charge of the competition and is reporting in the Q group.Aside from the traditional dragon and lion, there are a total of 69 teams in the self-selected high pile, and today the top 32 will be selected.He is equivalent to the captain, and the name, event and number of people will be reported. Only Fujiaban is in the north, and the rest are all in the south without exception.

It's really a lion in the south and a dance in the north.After the registration, 9 referees from the referee group drew lots. Jiang Baifucheng got 17, Qiu Li and Qing Rang got 41.After this set of procedures was completed, Jiang Bai clicked on the Battle Lion Armor App, entered the live broadcast room, adjusted the orientation of the phone, brought the pile array and the lion drum team into the camera, and waited for instructions.

"Brother, are you nervous?" Fu Cheng hugged his new lion head and sat beside him.

Jiang Bai picked up his sweaty hand, put his palms together, groped, and clasped his fingers together. "Are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous, I can do it very well." Fu Cheng said, his hands were shaking.

"Then hold on tight to me." Jiang Bai hid their hands under the lion plait, "Brother is a little nervous."

Fucheng nodded blindly, clung to him tightly.Suddenly the mobile phone fixed on the bracket rang, with 3 beeps, reminding the 17th team to get ready.

The preliminaries started, and the journey of Fujiaban began.