C124 The Surprise of the Crow's Day

It's a three-day festival for the Heti, and in these three days, everyone has to wear a costume that they wear on special occasions during festivals. The women of every household prepared the delicious Tarak, which was also a sashimi, and then went to a special venue to compete in various traditional sports games. They sang, danced, and enjoyed themselves to their heart's content until late at night.

Although many people in Little River Village married with the Han tribe, and many people left the village to go to school and work, it was essentially a very traditional village, and it continued to be the most traditional festival of the Hezhe tribe.

Furthermore, it was only held once every four years for the Oregon Festival. Therefore, it was especially important to the villagers. As long as they lived in the village, they would put down all the work in their hands to celebrate.

Of course, other than some young people, the era was different after all. In the eyes of the young people, such festivals could only be eaten delicious food and played some fun and boring games. Most of the time, they felt that it did not matter if they participated or not.

This was how the traditional culture disappeared bit by bit.

"Aiya! It's so lively today, isn't it Da Bai?"

Liu Sanshun stretched his body and rubbed his stiff neck.

Da Bai, who was lying under the blanket, didn't even raise his head. He only responded with a perfunctory "kaka. "

"Hehe, you've really become a spirit. "

After saying that, he rummaged through the closet for a long time before finding a piece of clothing at the bottom of the closet. He was afraid that he would be bitten by insects. The top was full of the smell of Camphoragate Balls. When he shook it off, Liu Sanshun almost tripped from the smell.

He hurriedly hung the clothes in the yard and used a small wooden stick to knock on the dust on it. He also took the opportunity to smell it, but his mind was thinking about the WeChat message he received this morning.

The WeChat was sent by Hao Dali. At first, he asked him if he wanted to join in the fun during the festival. Originally, he did not want to go. After all, the fish skin painting had not been completed yet. He wanted to make the best use of his time because there were still a lot of things to do.

However, just as he sent the rejection message, Hao Dali said that he had to go. Because he had received some news that there would be a surprise during the Day of the Crow Sun Festival. Furthermore, it was definitely a surprise that Liu Sanshun liked.

He asked what kind of surprise it was, but Hao Dali did not tell him. He only said that he had to go. If he told Hao Dali himself, it would not be a surprise.

Because of this sentence, Liu Sanshun did not even go back to sleep. He got up and made some fish skin paintings. In the end, his mind was filled with that so-called surprise. In just a few minutes, he could not sit still anymore. He somehow found his clothes and wondered if he should take another bath.

After all, he always felt that this surprise had something to do with Fu Xiaoqing.

Could it be that she was coming back?

But didn't she say that she wouldn't come back to see her father Fu Yonggui if she couldn't make it out of it?

She understood it so quickly? This was too much of a blow!

Liu Sanshun's thoughts ran wild. While he was drying his clothes, he cleaned up his pigsty house, took a shower, shaved his beard, and looked at his long hair. After thinking for a while, he took a rubber band and tied it up. At first glance, it seemed like it added some artistic atmosphere to him.

"Yes, this young man is more mature and steady, handsome and threatening. Little Qing, you came back to see me, right?"

Liu Sanshun faced the mirror with a narcissistic expression. Da Bai, who was beside him, could not bear to watch any longer, and directly interrupted his delusional fantasies with a shout.

"Kakaka!"

"Aiya! I can't even think about it! I still have to dream. What if it turns out to be real?"

After saying that, he sent Hao Dali a WeChat message saying that he would go look for him now. Then, he took his clothes and went out. He had no choice. The taste of the Camphoragate Brain Pill was too strong, and he really couldn't put it on.

"Second Aunt, we're making a Tarak. It looks delicious. Let me take a bite first. "

As soon as Liu Sanshun entered the yard, he saw Hao Dali's mother cut the roasted fish skin into shreds and put it into the pickled fish meat. Instantly, the craving in his stomach was aroused. What? He didn't care and just stuffed his hand into his mouth.

Pa!

Hao Dali's mother slapped his hand on the back. "Go, go, go. Hurry up and wash your hands before eating. Help me stir some more. It's so tiring for me this early in the morning. That little brat Dali only knows how to use a crappy phone to broadcast live. He doesn't even know how to help me do some work. "

Liu Sanshun wiped his mouth. Only then did he notice that Hao Dali was holding his phone and explaining to him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please ignore my useless brother. The last step is to pour the grilled fish skin into the fish skin. Lastly, add some seasoning and stir it evenly. This is our Hezhe Tribe's most famous sashimi. This thing also has a legend. It's quite fun. Do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, please deduct 1 Ha. "

Looking at the full screen of "1," Hao Dali chuckled and thanked him a few times. Then, he hurriedly pulled Liu Sanshun over.

"When it comes to telling stories, I have to invite my brother to come on stage. The iron men who often watch my livestream all know that my brother is the disciple of an immaterial cultural inheritor. He must know everything. Come, come, come. Let my brother tell everyone a story. Everyone, listen to him. "

Liu Sanshun directly gave him a big white eye, but he would not let go of this opportunity to promote the Herzhe Clan's traditional culture. However, in Hao Dali's eyes, he was just taking the opportunity to show off.

"Hello, everyone. Long time no see. Do you miss me? If you miss me too much, you can look at the few fish skin paintings in the window. They are all made by me. You can buy them and feel my remaining warmth, just like how I am by your side. Hahaha. "

[Blech!]

[Blech!]

[Blech!!]

There was an expression of vomiting in the live broadcast room, and the formation was very orderly.

Liu Sanshun laughed when he saw Hao Dali's expression of wanting to eat people. He went back to the main topic.

"Okay, okay, I'm starting to tell a story. This sashimi can be called Tarakar or Tarak in our Hezhe clan. It's a famous dish. If you don't brag, this dish definitely won't lose to Manchuria's stuff. "

"Legend has it that this dish was passed down by a young wife of the Hezhe clan. This little wife, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, was immediately envied by the granny as soon as she passed the door. She pulled on her husband and made things difficult for her. She did all kinds of work for her. She even took advantage of the fact that her husband, the son of the granny, wasn't home to bully her. "

"But this little wife is not a coward. Not only is she beautiful, but her brain is also very good. No matter what work she does, it won't be difficult for her. Her father-in-law and mother-in-law are bullying me, so she can also resolve it with a thousand pounds of effort. Although I'm also tired by it, it makes my father-in-law and mother-in-law so angry that they are half dead. "

Speaking up to this point, Liu Sanshun's expression froze and his style changed. He let out a long sigh and continued, "Later on, her father-in-law actually. . . Sigh. . . "

[What happened after that?]

[That's right. What did her father-in-law do to her later on?] Hurry up and say it!] I'm so anxious. ]

The live broadcast room instantly exploded. Liu Sanshun had whetted up everyone's appetite. Even Hao Dali, who was standing at the side, asked curiously," What exactly happened? "

Liu Sanshun smiled strangely and said slowly, "If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next analysis. "