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The renovation of the main building of Banwan Village Primary School has been fully formed, and it faintly presents a traditional and modern intertwined appearance surrounded by mountains.

Today is the day when the primary school is put on the beam, and it is also the day when the Jinxiufang and Wannian Terrace are completed.

If the Shangliang of an individual's home is only the most important day for that family, then the Shangliang Day of Banwan Village Primary School is the most important day for all families in the whole village!

The upper beam mainly refers to the process of installing the highest middle beam on the roof of a building.

In our tradition, the middle beam here not only refers to the practical and important position of the building structure, but also has its intangible religious significance.

In the ceremony, the beam is used to connect the relationship between the temple itself, heaven and earth, gods and religious people.

I hope that the family will be prosperous, safe and smooth.

The book says: "The upper beam is like the crown of a man." ”

This shows the importance that people attach to this upper beam.

All the projects in Banwan Village, whether it is a new village or an old village, are suspended for one day.

Needless to say, the villagers of every household have already changed into the clothes they wear during the New Year's holidays and gathered in front of the Banwan Village Primary School.

The villagers were flushed, and the smiles on their faces could not be hidden.

Before, they were envious of He Biao's family and Li Jinxing's family, but now they can't.

Whether it is Jinxiufang or Wanniantai, they can also make a fortune, so why bother to stare at those crafts that they don't know anymore?

"Ouch, I said Lao He, your cigarette stick is good."

The fat old man saw the old brother, snatched the cigarette stick from his hand, and looked him up and down.

"How is it, daughter-in-law is filial!"

The thin old man was not annoyed when he didn't grab the cigarette stick, he was a little proud, and said loudly.

"Hey!"

"Say you're fat and you're still panting!"

The fat old man slapped his palm on Lao He's shoulder and said happily.

"They are all blessed by the white designer, you look at our village, you look at our old buddy."

The fat old man stretched out his hand and pointed at the old guys: "Look, there are so many smiles on everyone's faces. ”

"Our waists are straight!"

"We used to think we were old, why?"

"It's not because we don't run every day, counting the days and waiting for death, we can't do it now."

"A few days ago, when Wanniantai was being renovated, when Jinxiufang was being renovated, when would we not be able to go to see it ten or eight times before we were comfortable?"

As soon as the old man said this, the people around him were all around, and you and I echoed it.

"Designer Bai is the benefactor of our old guys!"

There was a thick voice of gratitude in the words, and everyone nodded in agreement when they heard the words.

"Yo, Designer Bai is here."

Someone with sharp eyes saw a group of people not far away, and hurriedly exclaimed.

As soon as the words fell, I saw hundreds of people from all over the village looking towards the intersection.

When I saw the young figure, my face was full of smiles.

There was a bang, and it all poured up.

"Designer Bai, you're here!"

"Designer Bai, you have worked hard, busy for our village."

"Designer Bai, why don't you go to my house for dinner tonight? I'll cook you a table! ”

"Hey, Xiao He, do you know how to cook? Don't spoil the belly of the white designer. Designer Bai, you go to my house, my daughter-in-law's craftsmanship is this! ”

"White Designer..."

......

If you say it, I say it, everyone is happy.

He and his team were all treated with the warmest respect in the village.

The common people are like this, who is good to him and who is not good to him, they all understand!

Soon the village chief and the village secretary came, and they handed out one to each villager with a strip of red cloth.

Dove Tong also took it.

He was a little puzzled when he saw Banxia holding the red cloth strip, and immediately took it to his hand under her stunned gaze.

Wrap the red cloth strip around Banxia's waist, and then lean over and tie a beautiful knot in front of Banxia.

"This is called a strip of red silk cloth, which has the effect of warding off evil spirits and breaking evil."

Under the gaze of the big eyes, Jue Tong explained.

"Brother Tong, people also want to help!"

Next to her, Qianhe girl stretched her hands forward and deliberately teased.

Chen Lin, Zuo Chao, and the big guys laughed one after another.

They all tied strips of cloth, and everyone went into the school.

In the school, there are offerings in front of the building, and incense is still on it.

In front of the sacrifice was a wooden beam placed horizontally on a horse, and the master carpenters were waiting early. (Horse, a bracket made of wood crossed)

She was hugged by the villagers and walked to the closest place to the beam.

It's a good time!

Under the leadership of the master carpenters, the people of Hengtong and the whole village paid homage to Master Luban!

After that, Principal Li Rongxian walked to the wooden beam.

Everyone looked.

I saw Li Rongxian holding a brush and writing on the wooden beam with a serious face.

First of all, the four big characters of Guotai and Min'an!

This is followed by the year, month and day of the lunar calendar...

It stands to reason that when it comes to this, it should have stopped, but I never thought that Li Rongxian would become more and more cautious, and the tip of the pen turned around, and he actually started writing again next to the year, month and day.

Jue Tong's eyes were sharp, and he saw the words clearly.

His body shook slightly, and then he stood straight, like a spear, with a solemn expression.

What did he see up there?

I saw my own name, 'Bai Jue Tong'!

What kind of place is this?

It is the most important middle beam of Banwan Village Primary School!

This is really to treat him as the Buddha of the whole village, and it is to ask the students of Banwan Village to remember this kindness from generation to generation.

You can't say bad things at this time, and she didn't stop it, but she remembered it deeply.

The rest of the village also saw it, and they all laughed happily, without the slightest doubt, and took it for granted.

After writing, the master carpenters nailed red silk in the center of the beam.

Then, the head master walked out, and while singing the song of Shangliang loudly, he poured wine on the wooden beam with a wine jug, pouring it from the head of the beam to the tail of the beam.

It was also the first time to see such a traditional beam ceremony, and I looked at it carefully and felt it.

Although he didn't understand the Shangliang song of the head master, he could understand the ardent expectations and blessings contained in those words.

"Come on, good luck!"

The masters climbed up the beams, greeted each other, and exhaled loudly.

I only heard the crackling sound of firecrackers, and at the same time, the masters began to slowly lift the wooden beams with rope locks.

When raised, the east end of the beam is higher than the west end, because the east head is the 'green dragon seat' and the west head is the 'white tiger seat', and the white tiger is lower than the green dragon.

In the sound of firecrackers, the master carpenter knocked the beam into the tenon...

The ceremony went smoothly, and when everything was done, the whole village breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

At the end of the ceremony, the big guys didn't disperse, and the joy on their faces became stronger and stronger.

"Let's go to Jinxiufang and go to Wanniantai to have a look!"

"Turn back, I'll sing for everyone first!"

The fat old man greeted with a smile.

"Yes, let's go to Wannian Terrace and Jinxiufang to have a look!"

"Designer Bai, you can't miss this time, if you don't want to go, the fat man probably won't sing the play."

"Haha, yes..."

A group of people walked towards the splendid workshop with Bai Jue Tong in their arms.