Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know what he was like, but he was fascinated by watching a "documentary" he had experienced.

The video ended on March 18 after worshipping the god Lao Lang, and the editing was scattered, and the end was only four or five minutes.

"Squeak-"

Su Limei pushed the door back, and her ears were instantly shaken by the noisy suona sound.

"What are you doing here?" Su Limei put her things down and leaned over to look at the video on Cheng Qiao's phone: "This is a street parade?"

Cheng Qiao nodded and said vaguely: "Well, this seems to be ...... It seems to be ......"

"Is this a worship to the god of Lao Lang?" said Su Limei.

"Ah, Mom, how do you know?" Cheng Qiaoyi turned his head in disbelief.

It stands to reason that Comrade Lao Su should not have participated in this kind of activity!

Su Limei was surprised: "Isn't this normal?"

"Huh?" Cheng Qiaoyi looked at her suspiciously: "What's normal? Have you ever seen this?"

Su Limei sat upright, took the mobile phone from Cheng Qiao's hand, and pointed to the screen: "Look here, this is Lao Lang God." ”

Cheng Qiao bowed his head, he knew here.

Su Limei continued to explain: "You may not know that it is a traditional rule to worship the old man god on March 18 and welcome the master brother on Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

"Big brother?"

Cheng Qiaoyi has heard this term for the first time.

"Senior brother is a god of joy," Su Limei gave an example: "Have you watched "Second Entrance to the Palace"?"

Cheng Qiaoyi shook his head.

Su Limei didn't expect to hit a wall just after she started to explain, and her unsuccessful son had never even seen such a famous drama as "Second Entrance to the Palace".

She thought about it for a while and changed the play: "Then have you watched "Shiro Visits His Mother"?"

Although it was a different play, it didn't mean much to Cheng Qiaoyi, and he was still full of doubts.

Su Limei also saw it, and decided to explain directly: "Xishen is actually a prop doll." ”

"Oh!" said prop doll Cheng Qiaoyi knew.

"You still watch very few plays now, but if you watch more plays in the future, you can see that there will be a plot of holding a doll in some plays, that is, hugging the god of joy. Su Limei continued: "There must not be two happy gods in a troupe. ”

"Why?" Cheng Qiaoyi was a little curious: "What if you say you need two dolls?"

Su Limei said: "If you need two dolls, then the other one will be replaced by a chair with cirrus shoulders. ”

"Then how do you know which one uses Xishen and which one uses a chair?" Cheng Qiao raised his eyes.

"Generally speaking, it is the one with high status who uses the god of joy. Su Limei said: "There are many kinds of origins of the god of joy, Qi Rushui wrote in his book: 'The crown prince of Emperor Tang Ming, who slept peacefully in the coat box, died and was named the elder brother, also known as the god of joy'." ”

Cheng Qiao was fascinated by it, he had always liked to listen to these stories, and he listened very carefully when Old Man Zhang told him, and now it is not bad.

"Mom, is this story true or false?" he couldn't help but ask.

"What do you say?" Su Limei glanced at him: "You ask me, who will I ask?"

Cheng Qiaoyi smiled: "You ask my dad to go!"

"Ask me what?"

As soon as Cheng Qiao turned his head, he saw that Comrade Cheng had also returned, and he scratched his head: "Aren't I joking with my mother...... Don't ask anything. ”

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's explanation, Cheng Qingtong frowned slightly, hummed lightly and went directly into the house.

Su Limei looked at his back, turned around and whispered, "Look at it, who made you joke?

"Mom, I'm just talking about it!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let's watch this video together!" Su Limei sighed: "It's unconsciously away again, alas,"

Cheng Qiaoyi approached Su Limei's side with a smile on his face, his eyes quietly looking at her expression.

Although the face of the protagonist in the video was marked with a mosaic, Cheng Qiaoyi was still quite cowardly. It would be a bit embarrassing if it was seen......

But fortunately, Su Limei's face did not change much, and she breathed a sigh of relief after reading it quietly.

"This video is very good," Su Limei couldn't help but say, "The scene here is similar to what I used to see in books." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi wanted to laugh a little.

This video is from what really happened in the copy, and it's naturally similar to what she reads and writes!

However, it was impossible for Cheng Qiaoyi to tell her about this matter, he watched Comrade Lao Su pull the video to the very beginning, and shouted upstairs: "Husband, come down quickly!"

Cheng Qiaoyi silently moved a little to the side.

Hearing Su Limei's voice, Cheng Qingtong came out of the house and asked a little puzzled, "Is there anything wrong with you calling me out?"

Su Limei glared at him with some dissatisfaction: "Can't I call you if it's okay?"

"No, I didn't mean that," Cheng Qingtong sat down next to Su Limei naturally: "Do you want to call me to see something?"

Cheng Qiaoyi: ......

To be honest, it's a bit toxic!

Cheng Qiaoyi still remembers Comrade Cheng's usual attitude towards him, and he has not been so gentle for many years. Sure enough, children and wives are different!

Cheng Qiaoyi sighed, stood aside, and watched Su Limei take his mobile phone and click on his video, but he still had to be a transparent person next to him, and he couldn't live this day.

Cheng Qingtong's gaze stayed on the screen of the mobile phone in Su Limei's hand.

He could see at a glance that this video was a record of sacrificing to the god Lao Lang, and it looked like a screenshot from a movie.

He took a deep breath: "This is a movie?"

Su Limei shook her head: "I don't know, I saw that Qiaoqiao was watching, so I followed it." ”

Hearing Su Limei's words, Cheng Qingtong turned his head to look at Cheng Qiaoyi.

"Where did you get this video?" he asked.

“…… I found it on the Internet. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little cowardly by Comrade Cheng: "Is there anything wrong with this video?"

Cheng Qingtong looked into his eyes: "Do you see in which movie did you make this?"

“…… This is not a movie. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know why Comrade Cheng was so obsessed with movies: "This is a vlog uploaded by an up master." ”

Cheng Qingtong was a little confused: "What is the up master? What is a vlog?"

Seeing that Comrade Cheng spoke well, Cheng Qiaoyi was also happy to explain: "The up master is the person who uploads the video on station B, and the vlog is a YouTuber, a video of the up master or something that records life." ”

Cheng Qingtong didn't seem to understand when he heard it: "So this video was shot by someone himself?"

“…… Right. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi replied while quietly observing Comrade Cheng's reaction.

Seeing that none of them found out that the person in the video was him, he didn't know whether he should be happy or what.

After Cheng Qingtong asked clearly, he took Cheng Qiaoyi's mobile phone and studied the video.

He raised his head suddenly: "Do you think we can contact this grandma?"

“…… Probably not, right?"

Cheng Qiaoyi replied with some uncertainty.

Under the skin of this up is a scumbag system that is still in cram school, and there is no rest time at all, so it is difficult to contact......

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Cheng Qingtong couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay then, I'll figure it out again. ”

Well?

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little curious: "Dad, what's wrong? Why are you asking this?"

Cheng Qingtong raised his eyes: "You don't know if you say it." ”

"If you don't say it, I won't know it!" Cheng Qiaoyi retorted helplessly.

Listening to the conversation between the father and son, Su Limei couldn't help laughing, he pushed Cheng Qingtong's shoulder, and whispered, "You can tell others." ”

Cheng Qingtong nodded, and organized the language: "Isn't this a few years ago when the Meilanfang Grand Theater re-established the statue of Lao Lang! Everyone thinks it's good, this year our group also plans to start resuming a certain amount of traditional worship, but no one has participated in this thing for too long, and I don't know the specifics......

Speaking of this, Cheng Qingtong paused: "So, I don't want to ask the grandma who uploaded the video something, I see that this clip he edited out is quite professional." ”

"Dad......"

Seeing Cheng Qingtong's confused appearance, Cheng Qiaoyi was inexplicably a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but want to help him with something.

As soon as Cheng Qiaoyi's words came out, Su Limei and Cheng Qingtong cast their eyes together.

Seeing the eyes of Comrade Cheng and Comrade Su of Lao Cheng, Cheng Qiaoyi slowly stood up, walked to the window, leaned against the window, and repeated the action again according to the first reaction after entering the copy in memory.

"What are you doing?" Looking at Cheng Qiaoyi's unknown actions, Cheng Qingtong frowned and asked, "Are you trying to say something by scratching your head here?"

Cheng Qiaoyi: ......

He didn't know what to say for a while, did he want to say it directly, saying that the protagonist in this video was actually him?

Cheng Qiao thought about it for a while, and hurriedly threw this thought out of his mind. Don't say if anyone believes him after he says it, he can't say it like this!

But...... Reminders are still indispensable.

Cheng Qiaoyi felt that if he didn't remind him, he was afraid that he wouldn't wait until there was no mosaic on his face, and Comrade Cheng wouldn't recognize him.

He pursed his lips and said, "Don't you think I'm familiar like this?"

"It's familiar. Cheng Qingtong rolled his eyes slightly: "Can the son I have raised for more than 20 years not be familiar?"

“……”

Cheng Qiaoyi tried to guide him: "That's not what I said. He changed his posture again: "Don't you think I'm like this now, like a certain video?"

Cheng Qingtong was a little impatient: "What do you want to say?"

"I ...... I just want to say ......"

Cheng Qiao was single-minded: "I want to say that I know the process of worshiping Lao Lang God!"