Because he was a guest at someone else's house, Mr. Zhu could only sleep in the same room with his daughter.
The bed they sleep on is also very simple, with a layer of straw on the ground, a bamboo mat on the straw, and a quilt.
However, the bamboo mats and quilts were new, and they still smelled of cotton. It seemed that the Busang family had done their best to entertain the master.
Zhu Susu grew up living and eating with her nanny, and had very few opportunities to spend time with her father.
It was the first time she slept in the same room with her father and felt her father's love for the first time. Zhu Susu was both happy and scared at the same time.
Seeing his daughter's strange expression, Mr. Zhu asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Susu?"
Zhu Susu couldn't hide her sadness and said, "I miss the nanny! Susu is not with the nanny. I wonder if the nanny is asleep at this time?"
Mr. Zhu could understand the meaning of his daughter's words and apologized to his daughter with shame. "It's Dad's fault! Over the years, Dad has neglected my Su Su!"
Mr. Zhu, who was used to sleeping on a big wooden bed, found it difficult to fall asleep by tossing and turning.
Zhu Susu couldn't sleep either, so she chatted quietly with her father.
Zhu Susu asked her father, "I would rather stay overnight at a farm servant's house than participate in tomorrow's spring plowing ceremony to worship Du. Is the spring plowing ceremony to worship Du very important?"
"The people want to eat, not go hungry. Whether they can have enough to eat depends on the weather, so spring plowing and worshiping Du are very important to the people. The people work hard and have nothing else to ask for. They just want good weather and a good harvest. Year."
What does having enough to eat have to do with God? Why should we look at the face of the sky?
Zhu Susu didn't quite understand what his father meant by his words.
Grandpa Zhu chuckled and spoke seriously to his daughter Zhu Susu about the relationship between man and nature, heaven and earth.
Zhu Susu was still young enough to understand these profound philosophical principles, but she seemed to understand them and fell asleep unconsciously.
As Mr. Zhu talked, he also felt sleepy.
Oh oh oh...
Before dawn, roosters crow in every house.
Zhu Susu and her father got up early. Busang's family got up even earlier and had already killed the pigs used for worship.
The ceremony was held at the head of the field, and a stone was chosen as the altar to offer sacrifices in the open air.
The woman packed the prepared sacrifices in baskets and carried them to the sacrifice site at the head of the field.
The men worked together to carry the roasted fat pig to the festival site at the head of the field.
A respected old man would offer incense and pray to the god "Da Siming" for instructions.
A respected old man?
This time, the villagers unanimously recommended Mr. Zhu.
Although Mr. Zhu is not old, he is a man of high moral character and respect.
The red sun sets in the west and rises slowly on the mountains in the east!
As soon as the Chen hour arrives, the spring plowing ceremony officially begins.
Women put on clean and beautiful clothes, men tie red cloth on their foreheads, and children dress up as festively as possible.
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The strong men happily carried the sacrifices and sang about the fields they were heading towards.
With drums and drums blaring, gongs and drums noisy, crowds of people surging, fireworks and birds, the lively scene is no less than a temple fair.
On behalf of the people of Buyi, Mr. Zhu devoutly offered incense and prayed to the god "Da Siming". Pray for avoidance of disasters and blessings, may the weather be smooth in Buyi, and may the people of Baibuyi have enough food and clothing!
The place name 'Buyi' means the county seat.
After the prayer ceremony, the men and their daughters gathered around a tied ox and an iron plow, singing and dancing...
After the singing and dancing, everyone sat down to eat the sacrifices.
The main sacrifices include a roasted pig, a large amount of cakes, and some fresh fruits and vegetables.
Due to poverty, the serfs were reluctant to eat meat on weekdays. They could only eat meat when they held a happy event with a family during festivals.
Divide the offerings on a flat piece of ground.
The ground will be covered with washed banana leaves or rectangular mats woven from bamboo. The sacrifices include roasted pigs, cakes, and fresh fruits, which are cut into small pieces and served in small earthenware bowls, one for each person.
Everyone will sit around banana leaves and bamboo mats.
Looking at the bowls of golden and crispy roasted pig in front of them, the serfs drooled with greed.
When the banquet started, everyone grabbed a piece of meat and devoured it as if they couldn't wait.
The man has a large bowl of wine in his left hand and a large piece of meat in his right hand. It seems that all the hard work for this meal is worth it.
Although Zhu Susu didn't run out of meat, it showed that everyone was so happy eating. She followed suit and grabbed a piece of meat and ate it in big gulps!
Wow, it’s crispy and full of oil, it’s so delicious!
Having never eaten with so many people, Zhu Susu suddenly felt that the food here was better than that at home. The most important thing is that everyone here has a pure smile on their face, and they don’t look at people with winks, which makes Zhu Susu happier than ever before!
Seeing the bright smiles on everyone's faces, and seeing his daughter grinning with two little rabbit teeth and chewing food with big mouthfuls, looking very embarrassed but yet cute, Mr. Zhu suddenly felt full of happiness!
Spring plowing festival ends
The serfs returned to the real life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, with their backs to the sun.
The spring plowing ceremony for Du is over, and Zhu Susu is about to go back with her father.
Zhu Susu reluctantly looked at this farmland, which was as beautiful as an ink painting, and refused to get on the carriage.
"Dad, can I come again?" Zhu Susu asked her father.
"Haha! Susu likes it here. Dad will bring Susu here again in the autumn harvest!"
"it is true?"
"of course it's true."
With her father's assurance, Zhu Susu happily got on the carriage.
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Autumn harvest season is here!
"Dad, why has this place changed?" Zhu Susu and her father came to their farmland again.
In the spring plowing months, this farmland will look like an ink painting of spring plowing; in the autumn harvest months, this farmland will look like an autumn harvest oil painting; with endless golden wheat fields; trees full of red fruits. , golden... You can see the harvest scene everywhere and the joy of the serfs busy harvesting!
"Wow, this place is so beautiful! Why do I always have a different feeling every time I come here?"
The cool autumn wind blows in waves, rolling up golden wheat waves. The sleeves of her clothes are swaying in the breeze, and the cool breeze blows on her face. Zhu Susu feels like she is in a golden ocean.
Zhu Susu is the daughter of the Zhu family, so naturally she doesn't have to work and can just sit by the fields and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Master Zhu was afraid of a sudden rain, so he urged the farmers to harvest quickly and ordered the housekeeper to load the dried grains into the cart.
In just half a month, the golden rice fields became bare, and the grains were dried and packed.
At this time, Mr. Zhu would sell part of the packed rice to rice merchants, and keep some for the serfs to eat. Finally, he would bring the remaining rice back and store it in the large warehouse in the backyard of Zhu's house.
Zhu Susu asked her father in confusion why he didn't sell all the grains to rice merchants? Wouldn’t it be possible to make more money by selling all the grains? If you sell all the grains, you don't have to hire so many servants to guard the warehouse, and you don't have to worry about the grains getting wet and spoiled, etc.?
Mr. Zhu told his daughter that not every year is a good harvest year, there will always be some natural disasters and man-made disasters. We farmers must have a far-sighted vision and store grains so that the people will have food rations that day.
"Oh! So that's it." Zhu Susu nodded understandingly.
Zhu Susu, who was about to follow her father back home, heard that there would be a bullfighting show today and wanted to watch it before going home.
After the autumn harvest is over, serfs will find some fun for themselves in their free days.
