The two cities, thousands of miles apart, have a surprising similarity, not only in the details of drinking water at the door, but also in the way they cook certain foods, which is similar to what Zhao Baoxuan saw in Jincun.

is in terms of language, with completely different pronunciations, when they talk in Mocun dialect, Zhao Baoxuan can't understand it at all.

After sitting at Lao Zou's house for a while, listening to him talk to his family and other relatives and friends who came to visit the house, such as drinking water, eating and going out, or according to their comparisons and Lao Zou's translation, Zhao Baoxuan barely remembered a few words: "Your words are different from Xiaocheng's pronunciation?"

Lao Zou smiled: "Yes, this is the words of our village, don't say that the people of Xiaocheng, out of our village, the people in the next village can't understand it, and the daughter-in-law who came to our village still can't understand it." ”

Zhao Baoxuan felt the same way: "It's too difficult!"

This is equivalent to indifferent words!

In her opinion, it is very likely that such a situation was migrated from where the ancestors migrated many years ago.

Perhaps, the people of Jincun and Mocun are people from the same place, and they gradually migrated to all directions, one to Yucheng and the other to Xiaocheng.

Thinking of this, Zhao Baoxuan had an idea: "Master Zou, is there a family temple or ancestral hall in your village?"

"You're talking about the temple, right? Yes, there used to be. "Lao Zou wants to speak and stops, on festive days, you can't say unlucky words.

Mocun used to not only have a temple, but also a temple every year, the fishermen of the surrounding ten miles and eight towns will come to worship together, and ask the sea god to bless the people who go out to sea to fish can return safely and securely, but unfortunately later in the feudal era, the young man with armbands who came from nowhere were all removed.

In retrospect, those people were really ruthless, hundreds of years of temple was destroyed, the statue of the sea god was knocked down and smashed, the roof tiles were torn down and smashed, the temple wall was pushed to the point that it was not even smashed with a hammer, and the beams and pillars of the house that had not been bitten by insects for hundreds of years were almost split into firewood and burned, and as soon as the fire was lit, because of a sudden storm, lightning and thunder, one of the people who picked the hammer was struck, and those people stopped and fled for their lives.

Later, the people of Mocun really lost the protection of the sea god, the fishing boats were confiscated, and the fish caught were not allowed to be eaten by themselves.

These are all pains in Mocun's heart, no one wants to mention it, let alone in a festive festival, it is disrespectful to the god of the sea to say it, and it is their dereliction of duty to fail to protect the temple left by their ancestors, ashamed of their ancestors, and ashamed of the gods.

Zhao Baoxuan heard a glimmer of hope from Lao Zou's simple words, if there was before, it was that there were still relics.

I heard people say that it is better to watch it yourself: "Master Zou, I want to go and see the singing." ”

"Ah, the guests are bored," Lao Wang stood up with a smile: "Lao Zou, I'll take them around, and then go to my house and sit down, you come to me." ”

Zhao Baoxuan followed and walked out: "Master Wang, we want to take pictures, is it okay?"

Lao Wang nodded: "Yes, you can take it casually." ”

Zhao Baoxuan turned around, only to find that Zhang Wuwei's face and neck were all dyed pink: "Uncle Wei, are you drunk?"

Zhang Wuwei spread out his palms, and even his fingers were red: "I will be like this when I drink, but I won't get drunk when I get drunk." ”

Lao Wang laughed: "People who drink and blush are so wow, they can't get drunk." ”

Zhao Baoxuan was a little worried: "Then can you still take pictures?" or give me a camera, I'll come?"

Zhang Wuwei shook his head from side to side: "Of course you can." ”

It's just 200 milliliters of sweet wine, and the degree is not high, I haven't drunk water all the time, and I suddenly drink some wine, and my brain feels a little smoked.

He took out his camera and opened the lens cap, only to find that he couldn't see the shadow in the frame.

Zhao Baoxuan saw that Zhang Wuwei began to adjust the focus, so he turned around and walked with Lao Wang in front of him, and asked as he walked: "Now worship the sea god, the village attaches great importance to it, it's so lively." ”

In fact, she knew that she didn't pay attention to it, since she wanted to worship the god of the sea, ordinary people would usually put down their work and rush back to participate in the worship ceremony, but she saw that Lao Wang Lao Zou just came back to take a look, by the way.

Lao Wang smiled: "This is not lively, this fishing is a national day, and the fishing villages near here are worshipping in their own villages." In fact, we have our own days of worshipping the god of the sea, which is different from this. ”

Zhao Baoxuan immediately understood that the festival left by his ancestors was authentic: "At that time, people from other villages will also come, right?"

Lao Wang nodded: "Yes, yes, on that day, all the people in Mocun, no matter how far away they are, will rush back to participate, we would rather not be the Mid-Autumn Festival in the New Year, but also rush back to worship the sea god." ”

Zhao Baoxuan smiled: "My grandfather too, I'd rather not go back to my hometown for the New Year, but I must go back to my hometown on the day of the Qingming Festival and the winter solstice." ”

Lao Wang gave a thumbs up: "Yes, yes, that's it." Eh, where is your grandfather from? Why don't you pay attention to the Chinese New Year?"

Zhao Baoxuan said naturally: "Fishing city." ”

Lao Wang asked, "Which fisher?"

"Fisherman," Zhao Baoxuan explained, writing in the air with his fingers, and suddenly sneered: "Master Wang, you say it's fun, it's not fun, the fishing city has no sea and it is not fishing for a living, it's called the fishing city, you are here by the sea, it's called Mocun." ”

Lao Wang hehe: "Fishing City? I haven't heard of it." ”

The village was not large, and they had not gone far to reach the large playground where the sea god was worshipped.

Lao Wang pointed to a row of bungalows and introduced: "That is the primary school in our village, it was not here, it was the city leader who said that the school should be equipped with a playground, and the village chief cleaned up this place and built seven houses as a school. ”

On the platform where the god of the sea is worshipped, there are three flagpoles, which are made of the masts of fishing boats, and when you look at it, it looks like a ship parked on land.

The playground was filled with tables of eight immortals, and each table was filled with food, much the same.

Zhao Baoxuan praised: "It's really rich!"

Lao Wang nodded: "A table is a family." ”

Zhao Baoxuan rolled her eyes and silently counted how many rows of tables there were: "So much food, will you bring it to the boat at that time?"

She had seen some places where after worshipping the gods, only some fruits and flowers were left on the altar, and the rest of the food was distributed to the villagers to take home and enjoy.

She knew that fishermen did not go back and forth on the same day, but if they came back in ten days and half a month, they would always bring enough food and water.

Who knew that the old king said: "Yes, after worshipping the god of the sea, each family will carry these foods on the boat, and after going to sea tomorrow, they will pay tribute to the god of the sea." ”