Liu Ruxiang walked in front, I followed her, Leader Zhang and his wife followed closely, and Dean Chen walked half a step behind Leader Zhang.
Going down the stairs, Liu Ruxiang looked around and chose a flower bed.
"It's good here. Right here."
As soon as the cook gave the order, I lowered the wooden bridge.
Liu Ruxiang adjusted the position, then gently swayed the bell in her hand, sang a few words in a low voice, and then said: "Please step on the wooden bridge and cross the wooden bridge."
Liu Ruxiang pointed to Leader Zhang, who stretched out his foot and stepped on the wooden bridge. He stood on it for about a second or two, and then stepped over with the other foot.
Beautiful women followed.
The cook turned around and gave me a wink, and I knew it. I got up, took the wooden bridge, and went back with a few people.
Liu Ruxiang had introduced the next ritual ceremony before, and I knew it well. After I went up, I was still responsible for beating the leather drum.
Watching Liu Ruxiang lift up a long white cloth, hold one end of the cloth with two bowls of water, and then keep pulling it, using six chairs as bridge stakes, extending the white cloth bridge to the head of Leader Zhang's bedroom.
Liu Ruxiang dangled her bell, holding a large handful of flowers cut out of red paper in one hand, and sprinkled them on the white cloth bridge as she walked.
When I walked to Leader Zhang's room, I looked up inadvertently and found a very interesting photo.
The photo in the frame is a bit yellowed and old. In the photo, Leader Zhang is wearing a suit and leather shoes and is high-spirited. Standing next to him is a woman wearing a red cheongsam.
Looking at Leader Zhang's current appearance, one can probably infer that the photo is at least ten years old. But the identity of the woman in the photo is unclear, maybe she is his ex-wife.
The entire cloth bridge was covered with paper flowers. Liu Ruxiang asked Zhang and the two leaders to kneel in front of the altar with the portrait of the god, and pulled up the fabric on the chest.
As Liu Ruxiang sang, she sprinkled the paper flowers in her hand.
After this part was over, several people came back to the coffee table.
First, he took out a bowl and filled it with rice. Liu Ruxiang placed it upside down on the coffee table with her backhand, and not a single grain came out.
The bottom of the rice bowl is facing up, and an egg is placed on the base.
At this time, Liu Ruxiang took out a dog-tail grass pole and two small paper figures that she had just collected on the roadside downstairs.
This paper figurine comes in two colors, the red one is called Red Boy, and the white one is called Bai Boy. They all look the same. They are cut out of red and white paper. Let me give you a rough description: The boy has two feet with toes pointing outwards and a head. There are ears, and the facial features are all drawn on paper. The palms of the two hands are connected together and placed on the top of the head. The overall image has a small head and a large body.
The master took two boys and hung them on both ends of the straw pole, and then placed the straw pole exactly on the smooth egg.
I stared closely at the red boy.
His eyes, nose, and mouth were all drawn by Liu Ruxiang with a black ink pen, but the appearance was so real that even when he looked up at Leader Zhang, he felt somewhat similar.
The paper man was swinging on the straw pole, as if he was cheering and jumping, with the corners of his mouth raised and laughing. The eyes dotted with black ink seemed to be staring at me. The more I looked at it, the more interesting it became.
Liu Ruxiang coughed lightly and slowly turned the straw pole, with the two red and white boys flying up and down.
"Woman, sit here and listen to what I say later. Don't hesitate."
"Okay Master."
Liu Ruxiang looked at the straw pole and gently fanned the wind with her hands to keep the two paper figures spinning.
"Woman, take a look at this bowl and the position of the egg. You must remember it clearly and keep it in your heart."
"good."
after awhile.
"Do you remember it?"
"Yeah, remember."
"Okay, now you close your eyes. These two straw men are spinning, and I will say the word '生' right away. After you hear it, don't hesitate, immediately stretch out a hand to grab it, any hand will do. After catching it, no matter what you catch, you are not allowed to open your eyes. You can only open your eyes if I say you can."
The beautiful woman immediately closed her eyes and nodded: "I understand."
"good."
Liu Ruxiang held her breath and stared at the two little paper figures on the straw pole, watching them spin leisurely.
After a while, Liu Ruxiang saw the right opportunity. Just when the red boy was about to turn around, she immediately opened her mouth and shouted: "Sheng!"
The beautiful woman reached out her hand instantly, but she didn't know what happened to her body. It was like she was pushed hard by a big hand that she couldn't see all the time. The posture of her arm suddenly became crooked, and she grabbed a handful of air with her palm, but nothing happened.
She still held it tightly and didn't let go.
"You didn't catch anything, don't open your eyes, sit down again, do it again, wait for me to say."
The beautiful woman let go of her hands and relaxed her body again.
"Remember carefully, where is the bowl and the egg? Recall it in your mind."
Liu Ruxiang fanned herself, and after a while, the red and white boy started spinning again.
Seeing that the time was almost right, she immediately blurted out: "Sheng!"
The beautiful woman stretched out her hand, and in the midst of the lightning, Bai Tongzi shook, as if he had been pushed, and crashed directly into her big hand.
She clenched tightly, her arms shaking from holding on to something.
"No." Liu Ruxiang frowned and asked the beautiful woman to let go of her hand again.
Due to external interference, the straw fell to the ground.
Looking at the wrinkled white boy, a look of sullenness appeared on Liu Ruxiang's face.
She placed the white boy paper figure on the coffee table and smoothed it, then stood up and went directly to the side to pick up the dagger, pointed it at the white boy's paper-cut head, and stabbed two or three small eyes in it.
Putting down the dagger, Liu Ruxiang snorted coldly, hung the red and white boys on the straw again, then placed them on the eggs, gently fanning them to spin.
Having failed twice, we all calmed down and wanted to see if we could succeed this time.
In this ritual, the white boy represents the phoenix flower. If you catch this, the child will be a girl.
The red boy represents the red flower, and if caught, it will give birth to a boy.
Liu Ruxiang took time, and then shouted again: "Sheng!"
At this time, the beautiful woman stretched out her hand, grabbed it forward, and happened to touch the red boy who had just turned around.
"Okay, it's Red Boy."
Liu Ruxiang took down the straw pole so that the beautiful woman could open her eyes.
"Did you make it?"
"Okay, okay, give me the paper man in your hand."
Liu Ruxiang took the red paper figure, placed it in front of the god's portrait and bowed, then continued to sing Master's scriptures, put it on the candle fire for a while, and then placed it on the table.
"Woman, if you want to have a boy next time, remember..."
