Chapter 47: The Story of Hatting Day
Ashin stood up and turned off all the lights that were not in use, leaving only the shadow lamps needed behind the curtain.
"Ashin! it's a little dark!" Qiao Jiaren's voice was a little frightened.
"It's going to get used to it in a while, don't be afraid, look at the curtain. I'm going to get started!"
Ashin walked up to her and touched her head, soothed her and walked behind the white curtain.
"Yes!" Qiao Jiaren obediently agreed.
"Hundreds of years ago, there was a poor village in the land of Changhai City, and the people in the village were all surnamed Dai, descendants of the same ancestor.
One day, on a sunny day, there was a golden cloud, like a golden hat hovering above the village.
Everyone was amazed and came out to see this rare vision. ”
As Ashin spoke, he manipulated the shadowman, and many villagers looked up at the auspicious clouds above their heads.
The cloud was shaped like a hat......
"There was only one family where no one came out to watch because the hostess of the house was going through a difficult birth. ”
The crowd receded, and a pot-bellied woman appeared on the white curtain, lying on the bed with her neck tilted back as if she were exerting all her strength.
The man waited anxiously outside, and finally he couldn't help but break into the house, took his wife's hand and encouraged her. ”
A considerate man appeared beside the woman on the curtain, kneeling beside his wife and gently wiping her sweat.
Later, with the encouragement of her husband, the hostess finally survived this hurdle and gave birth to a healthy baby boy. ”
The man and woman retreated from the curtain, and a baby appeared on the curtain.
As he spoke, Ashin manipulated the shadowman's hands and feet to move up and down, and the little boy dancing appeared on the white curtain, looking lively and cute.
"The auspicious clouds in the sky grew bigger and bigger with the birth of the boy...... Eventually, it slowly dissipated again. ”
The clouds on the curtain flew farther and farther away, and finally disappeared without a trace.
The villagers all said that this auspicious cloud was related to the birth of the child, so it was better to name the child a hat.
The child's father thought it was good and accepted the suggestion.
Since then, there has been an additional boy in this world called the Hat. ”
Next to the little baby on the curtain, the words "wearing a hat" appeared.
"As spring goes to autumn, the boy grows up day by day and begins to learn art.
Because he was unusually smart since he was a child, he studied hard, was sensible and sensible, and gradually became a prodigy by word of mouth. ”
The children on the curtain are constantly changing, sometimes they are studying hard, sometimes they are practicing martial arts diligently.
He grew up little by little on the curtain, and finally grew into a handsome young man.
One day, he met the girl he liked, so it was logical to come to the door to propose marriage and get married. ”
A woman wearing a phoenix crown appeared on the curtain, and the two drank a glass of wine together.
The following year, his wife gave birth to twin boys, and the family lived happily. ”
Children running hand in hand on the curtain, reading and writing together, and going down to the river to catch fish together......
"The good times didn't last long, and on this day a general came to the village and ordered the villagers to leave here within three days, otherwise the military law will deal with it.
Because the general received an order to set up camp here and train new soldiers for the emperor. ”
A general with a broadsword appeared on the curtain, waving the knife in his hand as if to kill anyone who stood in his way.
The villagers came to ask Dai Hat to come forward and find a way to stop it, and Dai Hat went to the barracks.
He offered to compete with the general in private, and if the general lost, he would leave the place.
The general agreed, and chose martial arts. ”
The hat on the curtain looked a little weak and thin in front of the tall and mighty general with a big sword in his hand.
Three days later, the contest began!
Wearing a hat and defeating the general three times, he won! The general promised to leave here with his troops. ”
The two people on the curtain competed fiercely, and the general's broadsword was wielded vigorously, and he resisted with his bare hands every time he wore a hat.
Qiao Jiaren, who was watching, couldn't help but cover her mouth with worry as she watched this dangerous competition.
Seeing the victory of the hat, he laughed happily again.
The next day, while the villagers were celebrating happily, the emperor gave him a cup of poisoned wine.
It turned out that the general was the current crown prince, and the majesty of the royal family could not be provoked, and the emperor gave poisoned wine despite the prince's objections. ”
The celebratory crowd on the curtain suddenly stopped, and slowly their shoulders began to shrug as if they were crying.
Someone brought poisoned wine to the hat, and the hat child jumped over and hugged his leg and shook his head.
The soldier with the blade came over, touched the children's head with his hat and pushed them away, and then resolutely took the wine glass and drank it down.
Eventually, the hat fell to the ground, and the villagers wept bitterly.
The hated wife did not want to stay in this sad place any longer, so she left with her two children. ”
A new grave and three figures were seen on the curtain.
"The villagers feel that they owe the hat family, and it is the hat that saves the land where everyone lives with their lives.
So in remembrance of him, the day of his death was made the Feast of Hats.
On this day, people celebrate the festival to thank them for wearing hats for the peaceful life they have fought for. ”
The villagers on the curtain are singing, dancing and sharing food.
"A hundred years later, the old man is gone, and no one remembers the person who wore the hat.
Hat-wearing Day, on the other hand, has been handed down, and couples who love each other take the opportunity to spend the festive season together.
A hundred years later, it became a festival to exchange hats to express love.
The passage of time has concealed the true origin of the Hat-Wearing Festival.
No one in this land remembers the man who wore the hat......
However, the hat day has been truly fulfilled in oblivion and has become a truly festive holiday. ”
On the curtain, the villagers dispersed, the village dispersed, and the lonely grave slowly disappeared, leaving only a blank space.
Then, a man and a woman with hats in their hands slowly appeared, shyly giving each other hats, and then hugging each other.
"Ashin, is this story true?"
Qiao Jiaren waited for Ashin to turn on the light, and then asked impatiently.
"Do you want to know about the follow-up to this story?" Ashin asked with a chuckle.
"What's the follow-up?" Qiao Jiaren looked at him in surprise.
"Years later, the offspring of the hat withered, and there was a phenomenon of several generations of single transmission.
Just in case, the Dai family set a rule that the first boy of each generation must be given to others to raise, and he can only return home when he is an adult.
And the first boy of the Dai family of this generation was sent to an orphanage, and later, he was brought home by a little girl. ”
Ashin said this, and turned his head to look at Qiao Jiaren's eyes with a smile in his eyes.
"Huh, the orphanage? you mean...... What do you mean...... Are you the offspring of a hat?"
Qiao Jiaren covered her mouth in disbelief after saying it in surprise.