Chapter 333: The Most Unreliable Cheerleading Team
Hearing this, Squirrel said unhappily: "Junior brother, can't you just pour cold water on me? Master, tell him that this is true and not false."
Fang Zheng patted the squirrel on the head and said, "You guys, why do you have to be so serious? This is just a custom. Many times, some of the habits in the custom are not necessarily true, but their meaning is good. As the saying goes
, there is always hope in the heart, and hope will come. Sprinkling wormwood water on the body may not wash away the bad luck, but it will give people a psychological hint that life will be better in the future. So people have hope and hope in their hearts.
The worries and difficulties of the past are gone, my mood is better, I am more motivated, and my days will naturally get better and better.”
"Um, Master, so this can't wash away the bad luck?" Squirrel was a little disappointed.
Fang Zheng tapped the squirrel's heart and said: "If you believe it, it will work. If you don't believe it, it will not work. Everything lies in the heart. Always be prepared to welcome happiness. What you will always get is happiness. Always think about the troubles of the past and you will live forever.
In the midst of suffering, this sprinkling of water just gives you a reason to forget your suffering and start over. Do you want this reason?"
The squirrel's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted: "I want it! I want it! I want to be happy, with lots of nuts, lots of crystal rice, and lots of delicious food!"
When Fang Zheng heard the great wish of the squirrel, he found that all the teachings he had learned for so long had been imparted to the dog.
Then he heard the lone wolf shouting: "I also want a lot of delicious food!" He proved with reality that Fang Zheng couldn't even teach a dog...
At this moment, gongs and drums were roaring in the distance, followed by the cheers of countless people. Fang Zheng looked up. He saw that several teams from the village had arrived at the river and got on the dragon boat. Each of them was a strong man, showing off his
The muscles caused many people to scream and shout loudly, satisfying their little vanity.
Fang Zheng immediately approached with the monkey, lone wolf, squirrel and red boy.
Fang Zheng is a famous person within a hundred miles. How can anyone in eight villages within ten miles not know the abbot of Yizhi Temple? So along the way, they greeted him almost all the way, and Fang Zheng returned the greetings one by one. At the same time, everyone was very polite and gave way to Fang Zheng.
Found a good viewing position, Founder thanks again.
At this moment, Honghai'er flipped through his phone and shouted: "Master, what you said before was wrong. Didn't you say that dragon boat racing originated from that tribe? However, I read on the Internet that the Yuanling area was built to provide
Panhu is used to summon spirits, or is it a sacrifice to Cao E or Wu Zixu? Of course, there is also talk of a sacrifice to Qu Yuan. Which one of these is true?"
Fang Zheng immediately put away his cell phone, patted Hong Boy's head and said, "You little guy, if you steal my master's cell phone next time, I will have to recite sutras."
Hong Hai'er's face was slightly red, and he secretly hated himself for being so quick-tongued. If he hadn't said anything, he could have played secretly for a while. However, Hong Hai'er was a naughty kid after all. He had doubts in his heart, so he couldn't help but continue to ask. At the same time, he also liked
Seeing how Fang Zheng felt when being questioned, Hong Hai'er said, "Master, please explain."
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said: "Historians can't explain this thing clearly. If you ask me, where do you know where to go? But one thing is for sure, this is a traditional festival of our Huaxia tribe, and it is also a traditional festival of our Huaxia tribe."
This is enough for our cultural inheritance. Okay, just watch the dragon boat race honestly, I don’t know which team will win today.”
"Master, I think the red team will win. Look at how powerful their ship is." Lone Wolf shouted.
Squirrel said: "Master, I think the blue team will win. They are so big and their whole bodies are covered in lumps and flesh."
There are five teams in total. In order to distinguish them, everyone wears belts of different colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. The live commentary over there also uses colors instead. This makes it easier to distinguish... Because it is a small place competition, so I use
The dragon boats are not particularly big, only 18 meters long, with a total of thirty-two people sitting on them. These people are called scratchers.
The activity of dragon boat racing is not native to the Northeast, but came from the south. Therefore, the local dragon boats do not have any characteristics. They are the most common dragon boats on the market, with the dragon head in the front, the dragon tail in the back, and the drummer in front.
Listen to the drums and row according to the rhythm. The stern of the boat is the steering wheel...
Looking at these, Fang Zheng thought of the dragon boat races of ethnic minorities that he had seen on the Internet. They had their own characteristics and unique styles. However, he had no chance to see them, so he was content with what he saw in front of him.
Fang Zheng looked at the strong men, ignored the questions of the little guys, and watched the excitement quietly.
As the sound of the starting gun sounded, then the members of the five teams exerted their strength at the same time. The dragon boat seemed to fly, accelerating, and brought up strips of white waves on the water... People watching the excitement on both sides of the strait shouted loudly.
Come on, come on! Basically, you are cheering for the team in your own village.
Of course, there are also those who shout nonsense, such as these guys next to Fangzheng.
"Come on, red team! Oops, the yellow team is catching up. Come on, yellow team!"
"The red team is lagging behind, haha, come on, yellow team! Oops, the yellow team has been surpassed again, come on, red team!"
Fang Zheng's head almost exploded when he heard this. He gave Lone Wolf and Squirrel a blow and said, "Can't you two just stand by and cheer for each other? One is from the red team, and the other is from the yellow team. What are you shouting about?
Woolen cloth?"
Squirrel said aggrievedly: "I just want to win. It doesn't matter who wins, as long as I win anyway."
Lone Wolf also said: "Of course I support the strong one. I support whoever wins."
Fang Zheng was speechless...
Back when Fang Zheng was giving out rice dumplings, Fang Zheng had just left a farmhouse when he heard inquiries from that house.
"Lao Xie, who was that just now?"
In Yizhi Village, the only person with poor legs and feet, Xie Dongsheng, who was called Xie Laizi, looked at the rice dumplings in his hand and said with a smile: "It's Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Yizhi Temple. Isn't it a festival today? He will give you some."
Zongzi."
"What? The monk also gave things to the villagers? This... this is really weird. I see that many temples only accept things but don't give them away." As he spoke, a man in a floral shirt came out of the back room.
I filled a bowl of rice and went in again.
Xie Dongsheng, who had a weak leg, limped in and saw a large table on top of the kang in the room, as well as a round table on the floor. It was full of guests at this moment.
Xie Dongsheng was lame in his early years, but his ambition was not disabled. Since it was difficult to make money with physical work, he simply used his brain. Although everyone laughed at him, he didn't know a lot of Chinese characters and still wanted to use his brain. It was a joke. But
In the end, he found a way to make a living and opened an online store. Although the business was not very good, it was not a problem to support his family.
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