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The Northeast Folk Story: Huang Pizi Worships the Moon

One summer there was a severe drought. It stands to reason that there has always been abundant rain in this area of ??Guandong. It has never been like this for generations. Various theories began to spread, and the incense in the small Wowo Temple at the entrance of the village began to flourish. It is said that Xiaowowo Temple does not worship gods or Buddhas, it is not a Chenghuang Temple, and it is not an ancestral hall. It is just a small hollowed-out tree stump with a few stones inside, about half a person's height. I saw it with my own eyes when I was a child, but the stone is gone. My grandfather said that the township government took it away when building a house earlier. The Communist Party of China, which emphasizes science and does not believe in ghosts and gods, took the lead in breaking superstition and approved an old stone for the township government to build a house. The mayor was still a little uncomfortable with the tomb site, so he privately consulted a Feng Shui master. The master said that a spiritual object must be placed under the homestead to receive incense. After searching around, he found these treasures of our Zhangzigou. All the items were taken away. The common people supported the Communist Party. Even if they disagreed in their hearts, no one dared to say a word. Only the old Huangtou was stunned and said that this was the Taishan stone brought by his ancestors from Guandong. It belonged to Grandma Taishan. The palace is a guide for Grandma Taishan to bring blessings. When our ancestors came from Shandong, they didn't bring any money or food, so they carried these few stones on their backs. They couldn't just let people take them away. When the visitor saw someone trying to stop him, he straightened his back and said kindly to Old Huangtou that this was a feudal superstition that needed to be eradicated. After being patiently taught by his superiors, Old Huangtou had to give in. Whenever I talk about this paragraph, grandpa always laughs out loud, with a faint sound and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

I came back after being crooked,,,, the little Wowo Temple where I was talking is very prosperous, and those who are a little richer will put out a steamed bun with stick noodles and write their family name with pheasant blood from time to time. So that the gods can take care of you. Speaking of which, I have to go crazy again. Normally, it’s just a matter of placing steamed buns. My grandpa also said that sometimes he would put some big crabs and boiled whole chickens, etc. (I unconsciously thought of spicy chicken wings, which made my mouth water). I asked him if there was still KFC to eat in the year of disaster? He explained that although it was a disaster year, only the crops were damaged. Since ancient times, people in Guandong had never heard of people starving to death. Even in disaster years, there were so many pheasants and rabbits to feed themselves.

Whose child is not greedy when he sees something delicious? However, the adults in the family were very strict and were afraid of offending the gods. The boys in the village could only take advantage of the dark sky to act secretly. "The gods are willing to give food to others." This was my grandfather's excuse for his stealing food that year. He is seven years old.

It was a night with a big moon. Folks have the habit of offering offerings on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, so the offerings on this day were quite abundant. When the adults all fell asleep, the quiet village remembered a few clumsy The barking of dogs is the rallying cry of the boys. There are many dogs in the countryside, and the barking of dogs in the middle of the night has been immune to people's sleep, and they will not be woken up at all. It turns out that people of my grandfather’s generation were also very precocious.

Several children in the village sneaked out after the adults had a rest and planned to steal food. Hu Ran, the leader, suddenly made a silent gesture one after another. The boys immediately realized that something was going on, and they might be alone. Wolves came into the village to look for food. In those days, wolves often came out at night, especially on full moon nights. You could always hear the breathless howling, far and near, and then the children in the village imitated it, and then The adult yelled, "Are you trying to attract wolves?" Grandpa said that he and his father had seen a few broken bones and a pile of rags in the meadow. Grandpa said that he must have imitated the wolf howl at night and was picked up by the wolf. .

It’s crooked again, it’s crooked again, am I the one sent by God to crook the building for me? Why can I always think of so many things? Hey, this knowledge is so complex! Haha

In other words, when everyone looked at it, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but take a breath. The smell of green grass filled their brains, making them choke and uncomfortable but they didn't dare to cough it out. The moonlight was bright, sloping down like a waterfall, and the oily leaves were shimmering. Grandpa said that at that moment, a light that was brighter than the moon flashed in front of his eyes, and then he said that was wrong, it was just a clever move, He saw a three-foot-tall "little man" standing on the small Wowo Temple. He was thin and tall and looked up at the moon. He said it looked more like a human than a dog or a mouse, but it was more slender than a dog. The rat is tall, but its movements are really only those people can do: its slender body is straight, its tail touches the bottom, its two front paws are clasped in front of its chest, it dances back and forth, and the corners of its mouth open and close, as if praying and praying. There is no sound. The color of the smooth hair cannot be distinguished under the moonlight, but there is a bunch of pure white hair on the narrow and pointed head separated to both sides, like eyebrows, which is very abrupt and unique.

The eyes were dark, not moving but captivating, staring at the moon like a solid, as if trying to absorb all the moonlight into the pair of green crystals. Seeing this human-like monster at first glance will only make you think of ghosts and gods. On such a quiet night, a pious bow under the full moon makes people feel holy, and the flicker makes people feel peaceful. (This paragraph contains the shadow of my junior high school composition, please BS me)

Grandpa said that he seemed to hear a melodious tone at that time, and his body was very light. Even as he spoke gently, a sense of calm could not help but rise in my heart.

Grandpa said that my second uncle, the unlucky old Xiu family, was so frightened that he wet his pants, turned around and ran back. Maybe he heard the sound, and the "little man" jumped and ran away. But grandpa said that he could never forget the moment when his eyes met. Although it was short-lived, those green eyes gave him a feeling like an electric shock.

The child has no secrets in his heart. The next day, grandpa didn't care about being scolded and told his mother what happened the night before. My great-grandmother said, "Everything is a god. Huang Pizi worshiped the moon. That's because he is practicing. If he becomes an immortal, he can save people from the world." " As a result, it rained beautifully on the third day. Grandma told grandpa, "This is the Huangxian who is passing through the world." However, there is another saying in the market, that is, "Huangpizi has absorbed the dragon energy of Zhangzigou ( Water vapor) came to practice, the children drove it away, and the rain came back." Even if the latter was not made up by my dissatisfied second grandfather, I would rather believe what my great-grandmother said, even though I am an atheist, If it is true that all things have spirits, I also hope that they are good.

In fact, this yellow-skinned creature, whose scientific name is the weasel, although there were many of them at that time, had strange movements. This was the first time that my grandfather saw it, and he saw it several times later, but he always insisted. They said it was different, but they didn’t know what the difference was. Until the day when someone from the commune came to ask for stones, the few cadres were going to pick up the stones. Suddenly, a greasy yellow leather piece came out of it. Several people were shocked. Grandpa recognized the white hair on that head at a glance, "Yes, this is the only one I've ever seen with white eyebrows." This at least means that "he" has never left, which proves that the children's exorcism of demons is not valid. , maybe that sweet rain is really what Huang Xian asked for, then I hope he will always protect those simple farmers in Zhangzigou

I really want to get those few stones back, but the township government The house is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting higher and higher. There is really no other way. Let’s give up and let him stay in that place to keep us safe

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Northeast Folk Tales of Heavy Mourning

Let me tell you a story first. Many years ago, my grandfather’s family raised pigs. In the first year, two piglets were born within a week. Death, (is this considered a grave mourning in the animal world? Haha) Grandpa thought that Piggy might have eaten something unclean and got food poisoning, so he didn't take it seriously. The next year I bought two more pigs, but they both died for love again. This time I was murmuring in my heart. My second grandfather, who was a public servant in the city, returned to the countryside that day, so my grandfather told him about this matter. ——I have always believed that the second grandpa has received many true inheritances from his great-grandmother, but after so many years of Marx’s education, I don’t believe it now. The second grandpa looked at the location of the pig house and patted his thigh, “Brother, you are so It's a tiger's mouth, a tiger's mouth, a tiger's mouth, it's hard for gods to escape, you pig is blocking it for you." In layman's terms, the so-called tiger's mouth hole means that the door of the house faces a road directly. The buildings on both sides form solid tiger teeth, and the road becomes the tiger's mouth. My grandpa saw it, right? The pigsty was built at the front end of the yard on the right side. Beyond that was an alley more than one meter wide. It was the gap between two houses that people often walked on and became a road. This tiger's mouth bites people all day long, and it must be broken. Now there is a locust tree planted directly opposite the alley, and a large pile of straw is piled behind it. Snakes and rats are rampant in the firewood pile in the farmyard, but My grandpa’s house is very clean. It’s hard to believe that this is explained by Feng Shui, just like what Tong Zi mentioned earlier about the heavy mourning caused by the house. There is another story. In the first half of the year, my manager and I went to eat at a newly opened restaurant. I saw that it was like a tiger's mouth.

The food was very good, but the manager said that the restaurant next door might be out of business. I said let’s make a bet that the business of this restaurant would not be better than that of the restaurant next door. Later, the newly opened restaurant closed within two months. , the manager had to treat us to another meal, quack

Another thing is that I have heard a saying that heavy bereavements happen between people who are related by blood, so they are not separated. My son-in-law need not be afraid. There are records about heavy mourning in ancient books. The formula for heavy mourning in "Tianshi Tongshu" is Zhengqi Lian Gengjia, twenty-eight Yi Xin Dang, fifty-one Ding Gui, and forty Bing Renzhi. Three six hundred and ninety-two, Wuji is in heavy mourning. The main mourning period for the deceased is the year of the deceased: tigers should avoid A, rabbits should avoid B, horses should avoid Ding, dragons and dogs should avoid Wu, cattle and sheep should avoid Ji, monkeys should avoid Geng, chickens should avoid pungent, pigs should avoid Ren, and rats should avoid Gui.

No one told me the reason for the heavy mourning, but my grandfather said that the deaths of blood-related people are connected. Life and death are all arranged by God. I think it is probably related to genes. It does matter, he said, it's like solar terms. You have to use the old almanac to plant crops. If you follow the foreigners' time, it will be messed up. You have to use awn seeds when planting rice. Even if it's a few days sooner or later, it will affect the harvest and the time to plant crops. It is the horoscope of crops. If the horoscope is consistent with nature, there will be a good harvest