"I know, but you have to go out and start a family after all. Shulan will have to help me manage this family in the future."
The marriage customs of the Dai people are different from the customs of the Han people. In the Han people, the woman usually marries into the man's family, but in the Dai people it is the other way around. They have a tradition of living with their wives, that is, after marriage, the husband has to settle in his wife's home. Even if this is not the case, the marriage customs of the Dai people are different. Be closer to the bride’s parents’ home.
Therefore, Dai men were generally called "losers" in traditional times.
Song Shulan's mother considered this, thinking that no matter whether her daughter could go to college or not, she would have to come back and inherit the family. Otherwise, what would happen to the family's land and house?
When Teacher Zhang first heard that sentence, he was so angry that his internal organs ached.
Just because you have to help the family, do you have to sacrifice your daughter's future?
Finally I felt relieved after hearing the explanation.
Chen Xing lowered his head and looked at the table, wiping his right hand back and forth on the leather case of his camera, his mind wandering.
Song Shulan wanted to find a boyfriend, maybe not just because she felt that everyone around her had boyfriends but she didn't, but more likely because she was exposed to outside information and longed for a free relationship with someone she thought was awesome.
After all, men in the city would hardly follow such customs.
But this is a bit too selfish.
For your own son, you can ask him not to abide by the traditions of the Dai people and let him go out and start a family. But when it comes to your daughter, you can abide by the traditions and let your daughter marry a son-in-law who is willing to marry into your family.
Progress, but not complete progress.
Zhang Guimei said she couldn't accept this. In other people's homes, there were always good things to say. In the end, the two seemingly well-educated people quarreled. In the end, Song Shulan's mother was defeated. The mother finally agreed that her daughter should continue to study in high school. .
Chen Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Xingwen. He noticed Chen Xing's eyes and smiled at Chen Xing.
He still has a good impression of Chen Xing. After returning to his hometown for more than a year, Song Xingwen rarely sees people of the same age from outside walking into Chunman Village in his hometown, especially this person who was introduced by his sister to play here. It's natural. It's more of a closeness.
It was a little late, and my mother cooked a table of dishes.
Hou Tong didn't go back either, and was going to have dinner at Song Xingwen's house.
Song Xingwen and Chen Xing were sitting next to each other. He said to Chen Xing, "What are you thinking about?"
Chen Xing rarely spoke and was very silent since he entered the house, but this was inconsistent with his understanding of Chen Xing just now. After all, Chen Xing still liked to talk before entering their house, and he was asking himself about everything along the way. The problem with this village.
"I..." Chen Xing was confused for a moment, not sure whether he should say it, and then thinking that he was an outsider to both parties, he asked in a low voice, "Your mother and Teacher Zhang had such a fierce quarrel just now, why are you so quiet now?" Can’t you even see it?”
Just after the quarrel, a smile quickly appeared on my mother's face, and she went busy preparing dinner.
Song Xingwen said "Oh" with great interest and whispered to Chen Xing: "We Dai people value our guests very much. The quarrel with Teacher Zhang just now was considered very rude by my mother, so I wanted to have a meal." The delicious food is an apology. By the way, have you ever eaten Dai food?"
"No."
"Then I'll open your eyes for a while. You can rest for a while and I'll go help."
Chen Xing watched Song Xingwen walk towards the kitchen.
In fact, you can see them cooking while sitting at the dining table. There are not many partitions in the Dai bamboo house, so the living room and kitchen are in the same space, but they are only separated by a distance, and the oil smoke is not so thick.
These two brothers and sisters are really close.
The characters are all printed from the same mold, and they are all equally optimistic.
Chen Xing asked Principal Zhang Guimei about school affairs and waited for the food to be ready.
About half an hour later and less than an hour later, various dishes came slowly. Among them, the one that made Chen Xing the most envious was the legendary bamboo tube rice. Judging from the opened bamboo tube lid, the rice inside was plump and delicious. Saw some pineapple pieces.
There is a pineapple smell as soon as you open it.
The taste is very similar to the rice dumplings eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival, but it has the fragrance of bamboo, and the pineapple has completely integrated the flavor into the rice. The sweet taste goes straight to the sky, and it is absolutely amazing.
Then another dish was served, which Chen Xing was very confused about. He asked: "Is this seaweed?"
"No, this is moss."
"moss?"
Chen Xing thought that this moss was something similar to seaweed, and was about to eat it, but then he thought about it, and he seemed to have heard of moss. Then he thought again, holy shit, isn't this something that can be seen everywhere? Streams, rivers, even wet ground.
So he quietly retracted his hand.
Song Xingwen quickly picked up a piece and handed it to Chen Xing, saying, "Don't think too much, just have a taste."
This fried moss looks exactly like seaweed, with white sesame seeds on it. It smells very fragrant, but also has a little fishy smell.
Chen Xing was embarrassed to refuse and reached out to take it.
I just saw the process of making this moss, but Chen Xing always thought it was made from seaweed. They put the dried moss in an oil pan and fried it to make the moss edible and absorb a lot of oil.
Then put a whole piece of moss next to the fire to bake.
Finally it was divided into pieces like this.
This is not the first time that Song Xingwen has seen friends from other places eating moss, but he enjoys watching it every time.
"Eat, why don't you eat."
"You must have watched Bilibili a lot, just like your sister." Chen Xing was speechless.
Song Xingwen laughed twice, then stopped smiling.
"How do you know that my sister also likes to watch Station B?"
"I am the UP owner of station B. Your sister saw me on the Internet and we just met. Don't think too much about it. She is only a teenager."
"You don't look big." He said with lingering fear, thinking that it was good to take his sister back. The society was still too dangerous, especially for someone as beautiful as her sister. She had been a pretty girl since she was a child and liked to grow A handsome boy.
But soon he added: "Are you the owner of UP? How many fans do you have?"
"New to the industry."
Chen Xing made up his mind to eat this piece of moss.
Put it in your mouth with your eyes closed, and use great perseverance to feel his taste.
If a person has to face food that he is uncomfortable with, he is not willing to chew it and feel the taste of this food. But Chen Xing feels that since others like to eat, there must be a reason why they like to eat.
And if this kind of food is to be spread to modern times and put on the dining table in a grand manner, the taste and taste must be one of them.
When you take a bite, it is very fragrant and crispy because it is fried and dried, and then there is the special fishy smell of water plants, as well as the spiciness and saltiness of the seasoning. In general, if you don't know it in advance, This is moss, which is eaten as a special kind of seaweed and tastes good.
