Chapter Seventy-Three: The Tribe
In the morning, the dense bamboo forest is covered with a thick layer of white fog, blocking the view of pedestrians, and the visibility is only about one meter. The crisp birdsong of the pen and the sound of the bamboo forest salsa www.biquge.info the pen fun pavilion are like converging into a beautiful music, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. Walking in this bamboo forest covered with thick fog, walking in the bamboo forest surrounded by white and green, listening to this beautiful music, it is also a unique taste, making people forget their sorrows, troubles, and make people happy.
Gradually, the bamboo forest that was originally a flat river, suddenly a small hill appeared, the hill was covered by a thick fog, and the dense fog surged between the mountains, rushing towards the bamboo forest, as if there was something in the bamboo forest that attracted them. The bamboo forest did not give up any place to grow, the hill was full of bamboo, and a little green dotted the originally desolate hill.
Beyond the hills, the fog is not so thick, there are fewer bamboo forests, and there are fewer birdsongs. A small river flows from afar, the water is crystal clear, and the water washes over the stones below, making a rattling sound. The bamboo forest on the river surrounds the foot of the mountain, beyond the bamboo forest, the houses appear in the bamboo forest suddenly, the houses made of bamboo are built according to the mountains and forests, the houses are scattered, the green houses echo with the surrounding bamboo forests, the birds shuttle between the houses, and even one or two small birds land on the houses, twisting their heads and looking around.
The sun gradually pierced through the white mist, and a trace of golden sunlight shone on the houses, and the houses and bamboo forests seemed to be covered with a layer of golden gauze. Four or five children also came out of the green house and frolicked together, and the sound of frolicking spread throughout the mountain, and it was so harmonious with nature.
A young man suddenly appeared in front of the tribe, and when the child saw the young man, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the young man asked the child, "I wonder if I can ask for a glass of water?"
The leading child forgot about the young man in front of him and said, "Yes, please come in." ”
The child ran first towards the house, and then he ran and shouted: "There is a guest coming, there is a guest coming." The sound resounded throughout the mountains and forests, alarming the birds that had been perched on top of the houses. The adults heard the child's cry and opened the door one after another, looking at the outsider.
When the children asked the young people to sit on the chairs, they went to the adults in the house, and the young people took the opportunity to look at the room, and in a blink of an eye they saw that the houses were all made of bamboo, and the tables, chairs, and beds were all made of bamboo. The young man who was observing the surroundings saw two men of about thirty years old coming out of the back room, dressed in special clothes, with their hair tied around their heads, wearing bottomless or half-bottomed smocked hats with a tipped forehead, and purple handkerchiefs.
"I turned out from it, my name is Yang Yi, please rest assured that I didn't have any evil intentions here, I was looking for someone. What is this place?", replied the young man.
"From the Central Plains, my name is Luohu, and this is the Red Tiger Tribe. I don't know what tribe or name the person you're looking for, but I can help you. Luo Hu asked again.
"Thank you in advance. I don't know if Brother Luo knows how to go to this Luolongpo?" Yang Yi asked.
"Why are you going to Luolongpo?" Luo Hu said with a look of surprise.
"What's wrong, Brother Luo?"
"Do you know that this Luolongpo is a forbidden place within a radius of a hundred miles, and the people who go in have never come out, why do you want to go to that place?"
"I went to Luolongpo just to find someone, I wonder if he is still there?"
"Is there anyone else in Luolongpo? I don't know, my ancestors have lived here for generations, but I only know that this Luolongpo can only enter but not leave. ”
"Brother Luo, can you tell me where this Luolongpo is?"
"Are you really going?"
"I really have to go, or I'll come in vain. ”
"In that case, you can rest here today, and take you there early tomorrow morning. There is still a distance from Luolongpo here, not to mention that you have to climb over three mountains and prepare some food. Luo Hu said.
"Thank you, Brother Luo, you just need to take me to the vicinity of Luolongpo, and I'll walk the rest of the way by myself, then disturb Brother Luo. ”
"What's polite, finally there is a guest from afar, how can you not entertain well. ”
In the evening, the people of the tribe were busy, men, women and children were sitting in the open space of the tribe, and people were busy welcoming Yang Yi's arrival in their own way. Before dinner started, Luo Hu said to Yang Yi: "Brother Yang has to know some customs when you come to us, and you will be embarrassed when you come." Whenever a distinguished guest arrives, we will kill the chicken and slaughter the duck, and the family or the most prestigious person in the clan will give the chicken heart or duck heart to the guest to eat. But the guests should not eat it individually at once, but should share it with the old people sitting there, according to our custom, so as to show that they are selfless, have no double hearts, and are the confidants of the host. If you don't understand the rules and eat chicken hearts and duck hearts alone, you will be treated coldly and even isolated.
If the visitor is a distinguished guest, you must hold the wine at the intersection to greet you, the host will be in the middle corner of the guest lips, if the guest is not good at drinking, you must touch each other, the wine will be drunk. Therefore, every time a guest comes, friends must slaughter chickens and ducks, when entertaining guests, the elders or the venerable will cook cooked chickens and duck hearts to the guests, expressing "one heart and one mind, and the deed is sincere". ”
"Thank you Brother Luo for the reminder, otherwise I really don't know that you still have such customs here. Yang Yi saluted respectfully to Luo Hu and said.
"It's nothing, after all, you're coming to us for the first time, and you don't know what our customs are here. In addition, when we sleep at night, we usually use hardwood planks to pave the ground by the side of the kang, a few feet above the ground, and no one is allowed to go up casually here. If the host does not greet him to sit down, he must not sit on the stool next to the fire kang, because next to the fire kang is the place where the ancestors are worshipped. After the owner is invited to sit down, wipe the soil off the soles of his shoes. At night, when going to bed, if the host asks for "Bao Lazong", the guest cannot go to bed and must lie down on the carpet next to the kang in a proper manner. At this time, it cannot be said that it is "sleeping on the floor". The Miao family of "sleeping on the ground" is called "Bao Dadou", which refers to livestock sleeping on the ground. Arranging for guests to sleep on the ground is to let the guests sleep with the owner's ancestor heroic spirit, which is to show respect for the guests. Luo Hu admonished again.
"Okay, Brother Luo, I know. ”
The night has come, the tribe has a happy trip, under the reminder of Luohu, Yang Yi has been recognized by the people here, everyone is very happy, Yang Yi is also because the people here are very simple and kind, the toast is not refused, drunk is drunk, and finally sent back to the sleeping place with the help of the tribe.