Worship the house on the Mid -Autumn Festival and remember the old

Author: Tang Jihui

This year's Mid -Autumn Festival coincides with Teacher's Day, which is undoubtedly a better than in the past. It is willing to spend good, long moon, longevity, and longevity. This simple wishes can accompany you and me. At this moment, my loved ones sat around and talked about it. Suddenly, I suddenly remembered the Mid -Autumn Festival many years ago. My hometown worship event in the countryside of Baoshan in my hometown. I participated in it once and was impressed.

In the Mid -Autumn Festival that year, the people on the house, large, small, old, young, and young returned from the house outside the house. At 12 o'clock, two large square tables are placed on the selected open space, and the candlesticks are set up in the middle of the candlestick. Pig heads are placed in the middle of the candle. On both sides are peanuts, rice wine, moon cakes and other offers. Children are happy and can be divided into many delicious foods. A grandma said: "The house god must worship for three years, the day of the Mid -Autumn Festival reunion begged the house god, and the fourth year of worship is the god of the house.

The ancient town of Luodian in Baoshan is where I was born. There was a large area of ​​land in the past. I was a kindergarten in the village. When I was a kid, I was extremely naughty and did many "bad things". For example, I turned the wall into the yard of the neighbor's house and picked all the green grapes that grew only on the grape racks. The crayfish fell into the dung pits with them; in the kindergarten, stole the food brought by a child at home and ate it, causing her to eat no meals at noon, and only care about one person crying. For this reason, there are often people who come to the door to sue. I can't avoid my mother's fight. When she returned, she was so angry that she was so angry that she had to use the burning red fire pliers to scal the neighbors and pulled me away.

I remember at that time, the tomatoes and cucumbers could be eaten from the shelves. The ditch and pond were clearly caught at any time to get fish and shrimp. In just twenty minutes, the watermelon is sweet and cool. I remember at that time, I picked cotton in a cotton land and dug sweet potatoes in the sweet potato field; the rapeseed season runs freely in the rapeseed field. Catch the robber. I remember that in the summer night, the fireflies in the rigid field were brighter than the stars in the sky; in the autumn night, the window opened the door and heard the screams of "mouth" cheerfully in the vegetable field. I remember at that time, adults were not wealthy. They did things every day but they planted crops and children. They were very bitter, but they were also happy. They rarely fantasize, with hard work and strength, slowly chew the simplest time in the sun, and enjoy the simplest life.

I remember at that time, the same Mid -Autumn Festival, I dragged my nose and walked into the stove of my grandma's house. She was steamed on the stove that day. I asked what it was, and she said it was a lotus root that was stuffed with glutinous rice. I didn't want to leave, and I ran to the stove and stuffed the fire in its stomach. For about ten minutes, my grandmother opened the big wooden lid, and a fragrance made my saliva and snot flowing down. I wiped my mouth and snot with my sleeves. She cut out a lotus root for me with a kitchen knife, and told me to eat slowly and be careful. I didn't care about her words, and after a few mouthfuls of lotus root, I said politely to her, "Good fragrance, delicious, thank you", and running out of the stove between her house. For so many years, I have never eaten the lotus root of glutinous rice.

Since I read elementary school, I left the village to come to Baoshan City, that is, the current Youyi Road Street. After more than 30 years, there have been a lot of changes in the house. Many young people go to the town to start a new life. Medical, learning and working environment, but the people on the house gradually alienated each other. The old people were withered one by one, as if only the special days of worshiping the house can re -gather together. Take a look at the familiar faces. Can't help thinking, will everyone go back to worship the house god a few years later?

Source: Shanghai Baoshan official WeChat

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