Subversion of Rebirth

Today is Lin Xiao's first Mid-Autumn Festival after his rebirth.

Lin Xiao got busy with the older children in the village early in the morning.

The children in the village will be divided into two groups, and one group will go to the brick yard beside the dike road to pick up the rotten bricks they don't want.The other group collected some flammable grain stalks, dry leaves, and dried bamboo from the woods and sheds.

Of course, it was unavoidable to be laughed and scolded by the adults during the collection process, because some furry children would steal a lot of bricks and hay that others piled on the side of the road in a sneaky way.

Lin Xiao was still one of the younger ones, and he just followed behind the older children to help push the carts and pick up hay.

After the collection work is completed, the children will pile the rotten bricks, hay, etc. on the sun-drying hall, and wait until the evening to continue the next step of work.

After everyone dispersed, Lin Xiao took Lin Jian home for lunch, and then helped her mother prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival evening worship.Cleaning and sanitation, preparing ingot candle incense, peeling grapefruit and washing fruit, and preparing a sumptuous Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, Lin Xiao knew that his mother would be very busy alone, so he tried to follow behind his mother and help as much as he could.Of course, Lin Jian is indispensable for this job. Now my mother sees that Lin Jian is playing crazy all day long, and he doesn't look like a big brother, so she decides to give him more housework and slowly restrain his wild temper.

The active Lin Jian naturally dared not speak out, but he saw that Lin Xiao was obediently staying at home and working, so he was too embarrassed to leave his work and run to play.Otherwise, my mother would laugh at him for being wilder than my younger brother, not like a big brother.

However, Lin Jian will also have fun while suffering.The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day when the most fruit is eaten in a year, and there are all kinds of sweet mooncakes. The greedy Lin Jian would steal some while working to satisfy his appetite, and would also stuff some for Lin Xiao from time to time. He is an accomplice.

Lin's mother would selectively ignore Lin Jian's behavior of stealing food. After all, today is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival, and children rarely have the opportunity to eat delicious food. It doesn't matter if they eat more.

At that time, most of the mooncakes were packed in oiled paper into a round column shape, and there were 4 mooncakes with a fragrant oil in one package.

Lin Xiao and the others have a relative who works in a mooncake workshop in the village, and Mother Lin specially took him in to visit the mooncake workshop.

Seeing large and small wooden mooncake molds piled up on the table, the workers brushed the molds with raw powder, then stuffed the soft flour into the molds and pressed them tightly, and then shook them on the table a few times. , Then turn it over and cover it on the table, a beautiful moon cake is lying on the table safely.Of course, this is just the simplest step. Lin Xiao didn't pay attention to the steps in the middle, such as adjusting the filling and making the mooncake skin. He just thought that the movements of the masters shaking the mooncake molds were very neat and handsome.

When the mother's work was about the same, the evening came quietly.

After talking to her mother, Lin Xiao ran to the hall to watch the older children build the brick tower.

Lay the bricks flat to form a sparse circle, leaving a gap the size of a fist between the bricks, then lay a second layer on top of the first circle, and then build them up layer by layer, leaving only the bottom layer An entrance stuffed with straw and an exit on the top form a tapered red brick tower with a diameter of half a meter and a height of about two meters, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top.

After the brick tower was built, night had already enveloped the land, leaving only a faint ray of sunset lingering in the west.

Under the order of the children's leader, the children scattered and rushed home to hold the activity of burning brick towers after dinner.Lin Xiao and Lin Jian returned home to grab a couple of bites of food in a hurry, and then hurried back to the hall to gather.

When they arrived, they found that there were more children who had arrived earlier than them.Hehe, everyone must have the same anxiety.

At this time, the moon as round as a washbasin came out, and the soft moonlight illuminated the hall brightly. Lin Xiao and Lin Jian gathered at the place closest to the entrance of the brick tower, staring wide-eyed at the older children putting the hay Dried bamboo was stuffed into the entrance, and it stopped halfway up the entrance, sprinkled a little fire water (gasoline) from home on the dry grass, and then started to strike a match to light the fire.

With a chirp, the match was lit, and the child who started the fire covered the match with one hand to prevent it from being blown out by the wind, and then carefully brought the match to the bottom of the hay, igniting the flammable hay first.

Soon, the dry grass burst into red flames, and then the flames bit other dry leaves, and the entire interior of the brick tower began to light up.

The light of the fire leaked through the cracks in the bricks, shining on the excited faces of the children, and everyone couldn't help cheering.

After the fire was lit, everyone continued to stuff hay into the brick tower. The dry bamboo burned and made a crackling sound. pop out there.

The children who are responsible for stuffing the hay and bamboo will stir the bamboo vigorously at the bottom of the brick tower, and drive the sparks from the burning hay and rice stalks to the top of the tower.

The bright yellow flames mixed with red sparks are extraordinarily bright and dazzling in the night sky.

The higher the flames go, the more sparks are scattered, the louder the children's cheers.

At this time, the adults who had eaten also came over slowly with toothpicks biting their teeth to watch the scene.

Adults with a childlike innocence will go home and take a bunch of small firecrackers, throw them in from the entrance on the top of the tower, and then there will be crackling firecrackers in the brick tower, and some timid children will be frightened and flee to the outside, causing people to panic. There was a burst of laughter.

Every year on Mid-Autumn Festival, children will build such a brick pagoda on the hall where they bask in their bones, which is simple but beautiful.Then at night, stuffed with hay and lit on fire, the flaming brick tower looks extraordinarily dazzling and beautiful at night.

From a distance, it looks like a fire tower, telling the onlookers that the Mid-Autumn Festival is here.This custom has been around since Lin Xiao was born. Except for rainy and windy weather, the Mid-Autumn Festival is held every year.Until later, the skin children grew up, and the younger children were left at home by the TV and computers, and this custom did not continue...

With the passage of time, many customs are gradually obliterated, only left shining in people's good memories...

Lin Xiao reflected the firelight, looked at the extraordinarily bright full moon tonight, and listened to the boisterous laughter around her, made her wish:

I hope that I can live a comfortable life in this life.Life at home can improve step by step, and family members are healthy and safe.

In the end, he has to work hard towards his dream!

I remember that he read an article in his previous life. It was a Chinese reporter who described an American who came to a poor area of ​​China as an educational support volunteer.

He is not a teacher, but an errand for the school and the children, counting the number of people attending school for them, buying books, applying for school water and electricity discounts with the local government, etc... Later, some people got to know him and sent money to him. Although he is unwilling to accept the money, he still has the responsibility to meticulously record the use of the donations of the enthusiastic people in the notebook. Every penny of the money is used for the school and the children...

He doesn't have a fixed job, nor a fixed salary... In China's interest society, no one even positively affirms his career...

He may be confused, but he still enjoys running around in the poor areas of China, and introduces the place where he has sweated to the reporter with the attitude of a master, optimistically hoping that the education level here will not be the lowest level in the country ...

Such a person, do you think he is worth living or not?I am afraid that only he himself can measure this issue clearly.

Lin Xiao remembered very clearly what the American said:

"I know that there is a very strong religious belief in this world, which is the American Dream. Everyone hopes to earn a lot of money, live in a big house, buy a good car, and live a life without worrying about food and clothing. But Whenever the night is quiet, there will always be such a voice in my heart asking: Is this what you really want? At this time, don’t escape, and answer your heart seriously. I only know that I am I'm very proud of what I've done so far..."

The reason why Lin Xiao remembers this passage deeply is that in her previous life, she didn't live for her own dreams for a long time.When I was a child, I worked hard to study for the happiness of my parents. I also had doubts about my academic future because of quarrels with my parents. Not a bad university, he was randomly assigned an uncommon major, spent four years in a daze, and then came out to find a job that was not too hard and not too high-paying, and stayed like this until he was reborn...

Now that the heavens let him live again, he must of course establish his dreams in advance, live every day steadily, move towards his own direction, and then work hard to let his family members live a happy and happy life.

At this moment, Lin Xiao felt unprecedented peace and certainty in her heart:

In the future, he will be a translator, read famous Chinese and foreign books, deal with words all day long, and have a lot of fun...