More than 120 male islanders held up the sea bowl, knelt down and poured the wine in the bowl into the sea.
behind them,
The islander women also threw whole baskets of peanuts, dates and walnuts into the sea.
The rest of the islanders bowed and saluted to the sea.
This ancient and solemn ceremony seems to be only seen on TV.
This kind of ritual, which is similar to praying to gods, was used to worship gods in ancient times.
Today, it is more like a cultural inheritance of gathering spirits, living by the sea, accompanying fish, and working together to bless.
As the first bowl of wine was poured, the islander woman held the wine jar again and filled everyone's bowls again.
"boom……!"
Another drumbeat came.
The man in sweatshirt took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"Let's toast again, safe coming and going!"
"Three toasts, the warehouse is full of fish and shrimps!"
Bowl after bowl of wine was poured out.
The wind and waves roared on the sea, and the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, almost as if they were pressing down on everyone.
The man in sweatshirt stood alone on the high platform, chanting Binhai's memorial in his mouth:
"The pony of Nanjiang is bounded by the sea. It contains immeasurable treasures and inexhaustible resources;"
"The earth floats and the sea is thick, we plow the sea, feed and fish. We stretch the silver net and the sea is tangled, we work hard to build paradise."
“The flow of hundreds of rivers will never be exhausted, and the smallest details will last forever.”
The words spoken by Mr. T-Shirt were not entirely in Mandarin, but contained a hint of the ancient local dialect.
But not only did it sound like there was no discomfort,
Matching the content of the sacrificial text, it sounds full of sacredness.
"Thanks to the kindness of the sea, the people will be prosperous and the country will be prosperous. If the seas are few and the rivers are clear, the country will be prosperous."
"Since the end of the year, I pray to the sea, may the dragon flag hunt, have a good harvest and good health, aim for the new dollar, and the scenery will shine in the east!"
"Pray!"
The man in sweatshirt finished speaking.
The sound of drums and conches sounded again.
The islanders on the island knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly towards the sea.
Chen Jianhai and Xiao Lang knelt on the ground together, imitating others, raising their hands high above their heads and clasping their hands together.
"May the sea be clear and the fish may multiply endlessly!"
The prayers of the islanders merged together.
At first, their voices were just their own simple wishes, and their voices were chaotic and scattered.
But slowly, the voices of prayer gradually became one, and the voices became louder and louder.
"Wash the sea!"
The man in sweatshirt shouted loudly.
Everyone stood up from where they were.
Chen Jianhai and Xiao Lang stood there blankly, and saw the men on the island rushing to the pier, as if they were going to get on the boat.
The women turned around and walked towards the island.
"Brother...what are these steps?" Xiaolang asked.
"I don't know either." Chen Jianhai was also a little confused.
What is sea washing?
I have never heard of this!
He originally thought that the New Year celebration on the island was just a small get-together, but he never expected that the sense of ceremony would be so strong!
Feng Di only told them to wear formal attire last night and didn't tell them anything else.
Just when the two of them stood there stupidly, confused,
Mr. T-Shirt and Lao Yan came over.
"Calabash boy, you come on board the boat with me." The man in sweatshirt said.
"Xiao Lang, come with me." Lao Yan said.
With that said, the two of them walked towards the dock together, holding hands behind their backs.
Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang looked at each other in astonishment, why didn't the two of them board the same boat?
Just do as the Romans do,
Everything must be done according to the rules of the island.
Walk to the pier,
Chen Jianhai and Xiaolang each followed Uncle T-Shirt and Lao Yan to board the other's ship.
As soon as he boarded the ship, Chen Jianhai's sharp eyes saw the sun, waves and tiger heads painted on the bow of the ship, and two strings of small firecrackers hung on both sides.
"Calabash baby, set off firecrackers with me!"
As the uncle in sweatshirt said this, he led Chen Jianhai to the bow of the ship and handed him a burning stick.
Chen Jianhai did not doubt that he was there. He took the ignition stick and lit the wick of the firecracker together with the man in sweatshirt.
The next moment, the crackling sound of firecrackers sounded from the ship.
Chen Jianhai covered his ears in shock.
It seems that I heard the sound of firecrackers on the boat of Mr. Sweatshirt. The other boats also sounded the sound of firecrackers one after another. The dock was instantly filled with noise and excitement.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. T-Shirt solemnly burned a piece of gold foil paper on the bow of the boat.
After calculating the time,
The motor makes a "dah-dah" sound,
The vibrations under his feet seemed like the power of a motor, or like the waves of the sea against a fishing boat, rushing Chen Jianhai away from the dock and sailing towards the distance.
As the lead ship of Mr. T-shirt left the port, the other ships followed closely behind.
Thousands of boats are racing and waves are splashing.
Fishing boats are connected head to tail, looking at each other from left to right, cutting through the waves and sailing towards the depths of the sea.
"It's so spectacular..." Chen Jianhai turned around and murmured.
"This is my first time!" The man in sweatshirt said with a smile. "Ordinary people can't get on my ship, and they can't enjoy the treatment of the first ship."
As he spoke, the sweatshirt man took out a small handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped his sweat.
The memorial ceremony just now and the hosting ceremony were really quite physically demanding for him, a middle-aged and elderly man.
Now that the boat is sailing, he can finally rest for a while.
Chen Jianhai looked at the uncle in the sweatshirt with admiration:
"Uncle, you were so handsome on stage just now! You were so powerful and majestic!"
The corners of Mr. T-shirt's mouth instantly curved up, his eyes narrowed with joy, and the pride and joy on his face could not be restrained.
But the next sentence, what Chen Jianhai said made the sweatshirt man break his guard.
"Especially when you are reciting sacrificial inscriptions on the stage, you are like the great shaman in the past. You feel like you can control wind and rain, lightning and thunder in the next moment."
After hearing this, Mr. T-Shirt almost kicked Chen Jianhai into the sea.
Chen Jianhai asked curiously: "Uncle, what is washing the sea?"
The man in sweatshirt rolled his eyes at him, "Wash the sea, which means the same thing as washing the boat."
"We live on the sea for a year, hoping for good weather."
"It is customary to sail the ship from offshore to far offshore, and try to expand the scope as much as possible, so as to wash away all the bad things and regrets left on the ship last year, and wish for peace and prosperity in the coming year."
Chen Jianhai suddenly realized.
"Then what do these patterns mean?"
The man in sweatshirt looked at the decorative painting on the bow and said, "The sun represents the sky, the tiger running on the ground represents the earth, and the waves represent the water."
"Having these painted on the bow of a ship means that the sky, the earth, and the water are all on board, which can protect the ship's safety."
"Our island is surrounded by the sea. It is an isolated island. It is difficult to move without a boat."
"Only when the ships are auspicious can we live a good life, produce well and develop well."
"So every year during the sea wash, we will drive the boat as far as possible,"
"You see... the sea area there is the northern sea area of your island, and it is also the place where we fish most often."