Then Yang Ping, Yang Hua, Wang Yougui, Tan Juguo and others ran out one after another, and the men, women and children of the whole village came out, standing outside, looking up at the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Although excited,But one by one is still a little suppressed,In the Northeast,The weather changes just like the character of the Northeast people.,Wind and thunder come quickly.,But it doesn't necessarily rain.,Maybe the last moment the dark clouds cover the sky.,The next moment the clouds will see the sun.。 Therefore, until there are no raindrops falling, no one is sure whether the rain will fall at all.

Pointing to the mountain, Fang Zheng also stood in the yard with a lone wolf, monkey, and squirrel and looked up at the sky, at this time the voice of the red child sounded in Fang Zheng's ears: "Master, the wind is coming, the clouds have gathered, is it raining now?"

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, good and good! ”

In the next moment of thunder, the downpour fell, the raindrops fell on the dry land, the dust was in the air, and the ozone smell produced after the thunder and lightning filled the air, and people greedily inhaled this smell, comfortable!

This dark cloud covers a wide area, directly covering the land of several nearby villages, a heavy rain fell, I don't know how many people ran to the street to celebrate, and even some people directly began to shout to buy wine, cook, and have a good meal at night to celebrate.

Some people rejoice, some people are sad.

Li Ze, a meteorologist at the Meteorological Observatory, is now very devastated, and according to all the data, this severe drought will last for at least a month and a half! For this reason, he wrote a report of 13,000 words. The above also attached great importance to it, and held a meeting for three consecutive days to discuss countermeasures. Even the county magistrate began to ask for relief money from above, and seeing that a vigorous movement to carry water and rescue farmland was about to begin, it rained......

Looking at the leadership office in front of him, Li Ze swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth and walked in.

Colleagues outside immediately heard the roar of a twelve-magnitude earthquake inside...... Shaking his head.

Although the rain came, this drought also sounded the alarm for all the villagers. If we continue to pump water like this, drought will be a matter of time, and we must prepare for a rainy day.

To this end, the whole village held a grand villagers' meeting, and finally everyone unanimously approved to cancel rice planting, no longer pump water at will, and make every effort to cultivate bamboo forests.

Fang Zheng smiled when he heard the news, and then spent a few days helping the Hanzhu mother bamboo to expand its root system. Although the quality of the bamboo at the bottom of the mountain is not as good as that on the top of the mountain, the worst bamboo is much better than the bamboo on the market outside. It is not difficult to benefit Yizhi Village.

With several successive heavy rains, the groundwater was replenished again, and at the same time, the bamboo grew wildly after the rain and began to expand the area. At the same time, there are also a large number of tourists who come to see the bamboo forest and eat bamboo shoots. The old carpenter in the village made some small pendants out of bamboo, which were surprisingly easy to sell! Many people went to learn their trades.

Tan Juguo even invited a master who was good at making bamboo products to come back and teach everyone to make mats, bamboo products, bamboo charcoal, and so on...... For a while, the whole village was consumed with bamboo. Although everyone learns slowly, the bamboo grows fast, and it is fully supplied to the villagers' squandering.

At the same time, Yang Ping divided the bamboo forests in the village into three, six, nine and so on, the farther away from Yizhi Mountain, the lower the grade of bamboo, and the highest grade on the top of the mountain. The bamboo products made are also the most beautiful and perfect, like jade, and they are in short supply in the market! The price of a bamboo mat has risen to 3,000 yuan a piece!

For a while, the eyes of the whole village were red, but everyone also understood that there were not a few bamboos on the mountain, which could only be used as a treasure for the town store to attract customers. If you really want to make money, you have to count on the bamboo under the mountain...... Some people ran out to learn the craft of making bamboo shoot kimchi with others, some people learned to burn various dishes of bamboo shoots, and some people honed their manual skills.

And these changes only took half a month......

Fang Zheng looked at the changes of the villagers under the mountain, and his heart was also one hundred and twenty happy, there was nothing more happy than the happiness of the people around him. Of course, the people in the next village are also envious, but unfortunately they can't come. Fang Zheng couldn't help if he wanted to, the cold bamboo had grown to the limit, and the root system couldn't expand.

Seeing the days passing day by day, Fang Zheng calculated the time and found that tomorrow was actually going to be a holiday!

"Disciples, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. "When eating, Fang Zhengdao.

"What is the Dragon Boat Festival?" lone wolves, monkeys, and squirrels have no concept of this at all. All they have in their minds is the lively Spring Festival, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month full of flames, and the Qingming Festival in the low mourning of their ancestors.

Before Fang Zheng could speak, the red boy had already shook his head and said: "I told you a long time ago, you have nothing to learn more, and you have to know a few words, right? What about the so-called Dragon Boat Festival, this is a festival to commemorate a human hero." But this is not important, the important thing is that there are many fun and delicious foods during the Dragon Boat Festival. What a dragon boat race, eating zongzi ......"

Fang Zheng knocked on the red boy's head and said: "What does it mean that it doesn't matter? The Dragon Boat Festival is a day to pay tribute to the heroic souls of mankind, and there is nothing more important than paying tribute and learning the spirit of the ancestors." ”

"Master, since it's a memorial service, why do you still have dragon boat racing and eating zongzi? Why isn't it like the Qingming Festival?" asked the squirrel curiously.

Fang Zheng said: "This is too much. This Dragon Boat Festival, also known as "Chongwu", "Chongwu", etc., different local customs are also different. It first originated in the land of Wuyue, and on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the local people will hold the custom of tribal totem sacrifice in the form of dragon boat racing. The ancients liked to start the first five days of each month with the word Duan, such as Duan 1, Duan 2, Duan 3 and so on.

The land of Wu Yue is the birthplace of the ancient Yue people, the ancient Yue people respect the dragon, and regard themselves as the descendants of the dragon, and depict the dragon on the boat as a totem, seeking peace and auspiciousness. It is said that at that time, walking with relatives in each other's canoes with dragon motifs depicted back and forth, occasionally rowing faster than anyone else, gradually became a way to celebrate and show strength. This is also the origin of the dragon boat, and then it...... After a long evolution, it has become the current dragon boat race.

As for eating zongzi, it is because, during the Spring and Autumn Period, the Chu State was defeated, and Qu Yuan threw himself into the Miluo River with a stone, showing his loyalty. Later, in order to encourage this loyalty, the kings associated the Dragon Boat Festival with Qu Yuan, and it became a festival to commemorate Qu Yuan. In order to pay tribute to Qu Yuan, the people wrapped glutinous rice in zongzi leaves, threw it into the river, and fed the fish and shrimp, hoping that the fish and shrimp would eat the zongzi and eat enough, and they would not eat Qu Yuan's flesh. This is also a kind of tribute, remembrance, and respect for loyal people. ”