Dragon Boat Festival is a very important festival for the villagers, on this day not only the town will hold a dragon boat race, every household also has to insert wormwood on the lintel to hang calamus, of course, salted duck eggs and zongzi are also indispensable necessities. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The happiest thing is that the children have braided the five-color mesh bag early, cut a thin piece of wire, and flattened one end of the wire to make a small pocket hoe.

Of course, thin wire is not something that every family can have, and a child with a small hoe will undoubtedly be the envy of everyone.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the children will put the salted duck eggs in the woven colorful mesh bag and get together to see whose egg is bigger, and then knock a small hole at the top of the duck egg, take turns to use the small hoe to slowly dig up the eggs and eat them all, put soil in the empty eggshell and put it on the side of the haystack, and then hide and wait patiently for others to pick up the egg, and when they find that someone has been deceived, they rush out of the hiding place and laugh at each other.

Zhu Zhenzhen asked Liang Chaxiang to watch the dragon boat race together, and Wang Camellia nibbled on the zongzi and kept urging Liang Chaxiang to hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

When Liang Chaxiang packed up everything and rushed to the meeting place with Wang Camellia, only Zhu Zhenzhen was alone, Jiang Huafang had not yet arrived, and Jiang Huafang was late after a while.

The four of them rushed to the location of the dragon boat race, and the riverbank was already full of people standing on the third floor and the outer three floors, and the four of them had to find a high place from a distance and stretched their necks to watch.

In the wide river, red, orange, yellow, blue, green, gold, five or six dragon boats rushed out in unison with the sound of a gong.

The sailors on the boat rowed hard 'hey, hey, hey', and the onlookers on the shore were also 'come on!' Come on! 'A loud shout.

Hawkers carrying bamboo baskets weave through the crowd like loaches.

Melon seeds, fennel beans? …… Melon seeds...... Fennel bean ......

Two hours later, the dragon boat race ended.

Four people along the river bank to Yaji Mountain to pick tea, this season tea leaves have grown very luxuriant, no longer have the value of commodities, the major tea farms are no longer picking, at this time the idle villagers go up the mountain to pick home and bake tea to drink, although the quality can not be talked about, but they still have a taste to drink.

Along the way, in the shallow river, men and women rolled up to their knees, pouted their buttocks, and groped around in the river.

"What are they doing?"

Liang Chaxiang's big eyes were shiny and full of curiosity.

"Good luck when you touch golden melon seeds during the Dragon Boat Festival!" Camellia Wang was extremely proud in her heart.

There are a lot of colorful flowers and plants planted in the courtyard of the Liang family, she has never seen them before, let alone know them, Sister Chaxiang not only knows, but also can tell the characteristics of various flowers and plants, which makes her so envious, and finally there is something that Sister Chaxiang doesn't know but she knows.

"There is an allusion to this," Zhu Zhenzhen also said with a smile.

"Legend has it that Wu Zixu fled from Chu to Wu on the way through Liyang Seshui, met the Shi Zhennu of the river Huansha by the Seshui River, the hungry Wu Zixu begged for Shi Zhennu's paste, and then he was very worried that Shi Zhennu would tell his whereabouts to the pursuers of the Chu State, and repeatedly told Shi Zhennu not to leak, Shi Zhennu committed suicide in order to dispel Wu Zixu's concerns, and later Wu Zixu became the prime minister of Wu State and returned to Chu to avenge his father and brother, and returned to the place where Shi Zhennu committed suicide when passing through Liyang again, and sprinkled three buckets and three liters of golden melon seeds to commemorate Shi Zhennu."

"Shi Zhennu threw water into the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Liang Chaxiang really didn't know that there was such an allusion, and asked with interest.

"There is no such research, but according to legend, after Wu Zixu died, of course, the people of the water believed that Wu Zixu would not forget his original intention and bring good luck to good people, so on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the villagers by the water had the custom of going down to the river to touch the golden melon seeds."

Wang Camellia hurriedly replied, afraid that Zhu Zhenzhen would steal the lines again.

After the story was told, Liang Chaxiang and the four of them also came to the foot of Yaji Mountain.

Yaji Mountain, as the name suggests, the two mountains look like the girl's bun.

There is a poem in the Kangxi period: "A few years of carriages and horses went to Jiangguan, and climbed the mountain to overlook the hometown." Just the djinn returned to a beating, like a goddess with a double hammerhead. ”

Liang Chaxiang didn't climb to the top of the mountain and couldn't comprehend the artistic conception of the poem, but looking at the acres of tea plantations really shocked her.

The whole field is full of green tea trees, and the tea picking girls wearing hats and floral clothes in the sun are like delicate flowers dotted in the blue waves and green waves, rising and falling with the waves.

Zhu Zhenzhen hung the bamboo basket on her chest, and a pair of slender hands flew up and down on the tea tree.

Liang Chaxiang was stunned for a moment.

"Why don't you pick tea leaves when you're stunned!" Zhu Zhenzhen saw Liang Chaxiang staring at herself with her mouth wide open, and gently gave her a hairy chestnut.

"How?" Liang Chaxiang touched her head embarrassedly.

It turned out that this eldest lady didn't know how to pick tea, so Zhu Zhenzhen supported her forehead.

Camellia Wang covered her mouth next to her and sneered, Sister Cha Xiang is quite cute like this!

A trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in Jiang Huafang's eyes and quickly disappeared, "I'll teach you!" ”

said that he patiently demonstrated Liang Chaxiang, and told her to pick the most tender bud tips on the tea tree.

Putting on a hat and hanging the bamboo basket on her chest, Zhu Zhenzhen, who studied herbal tea, acted as a tea picker, and her hands were very uncoordinated at first, but gradually began to look like her.

By the time she covered the bottom of her basket with a thin layer, Zhu Zhenzhen and Wang Chaxiang were already far away.

"How?" Jiang Huafang, who was beside her, stretched out her head and looked at Liang Chaxiang's bamboo basket, "Drink some water." ”

Jiang Huafang untied a bamboo tube from his waist and handed it to Liang Chaxiang.

Liang Chaxiang opened the bamboo tube and took a sip, the well water was sweet and sweet, and the smoking throat was instantly moisturized.

The weather in May is not a hint of wind, and the sun is hot on the body.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and took off her hat to use as a fan.

"It took a long time to pick so much."

After taking a sip of water, Jiang Huafang began to complain.

"It's alright!"

Liang Cha is fragrant and doesn't matter, to put it bluntly, I just don't want to stare at Qiu Mo with big eyes to breathe, of course it's good to pick it, and if you can't pick it, you don't force it.

"This side has been picked by others, why don't we go over there and pick it!"

Jiang Huafang pointed to a slope on the opposite side and said to Liang Chaxiang.

The slope is not very green, but the tea bushes seem to be really more lush, and more importantly, there are only a few tea pickers on the hillside over there.

"It's really more than over there!" Liang Chaxiang looked at the tea tree in front of him and was a little excited.

"Let's pick it! Don't patronize and be happy, or you'll end up in someone else's basket. ”

Jiang Huafang pointed to the bamboo basket on her chest and blinked, lowered her head and picked tea wholeheartedly, her hands flying on the tea tree like Zhu Zhenzhen.

They are all good tea pickers!

Liang Chaxiang praised in her heart and lowered her head seriously to pick tea, moving her steps while picking.

Jiang Huafang, who had been paying attention to Liang Cha from the corner of his eye, looked at the direction in which Liang Chaxiang moved, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.