portable space

"Is there anything I need you to do?" Zhang Taiping smiled and said, "I'll find a job for you to make money in two days. Didn't your mother let you earn money to build a new house and get a wife?"

"Yes." Dasha nodded and said, "My mother said so, but I have to repay you first, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Zhang Taiping smiled bitterly: "Then how long will it take for you to prepare to repay the favor?"

Dasha scratched his head and said, "I don't know."

Zhang Taiping felt that he was a bit confused and said: "Let's not talk about this kind of thing for now. Why don't we find you a room and you can rest first?"

"Okay, okay." Dasha nodded and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Marshal."

Zhang Taiping led him to the room opposite. Zhang Xiuxiu heard the sound of the door opening and poked her head out to see Zhang Taiping coming in with a big man, and asked: "Commander, do you have guests?"

"Well, we have a guest." Zhang Taiping said with a smile, "We will stay here tonight."

Dasha looked at the yard and asked: "Dasha, is this your house too?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "That's right."

"Your house is really big." Dasha admired enviously.

Zhang Taiping shook his head and smiled without saying anything. He opened a door and turned on the light and said, "You can stay here tonight."

After making arrangements for Dasha, Zhang Taiping returned home. As soon as he entered the door, Fan Ming came to him and looked to see if there was no one behind him. Then he asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with that big fool?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "I'm a little confused."

Fan Ming stuck out his tongue and muttered, "That's true."

Dasha did not leave the next day, but stayed. As long as he had to do heavy work at home, he would be the first to do it. Zhang Taiping could not force him out, so he could only let him live in the house.

Inside the guest room opposite.

After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, most of the relatives in the village had left. On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the old village chief came to see Zhang Taiping to discuss matters.

When the old village chief came, Dasha was carrying a shovel and was preparing to dig a hole in the mountain. His attitude of rushing to work in the past two days made the family still feel a little uncomfortable, so Zhang Taiping found a job for him.

He should go dig a hole in the mountain. Anyway, he will be busy planting plum trees after the Chinese New Year.

"Commander, I'm going to the mountain first." Dasha said.

Zhang Taiping nodded and said: "The saplings to be planted after the New Year are not big. When you dig the hole, don't dig it too deep or too big."

"Well, I understand."

After Dasha left, the old village chief asked: "Who is this?"

Zhang Taiping said: "He is a friend of mine."

"What kind of trees are you planning to plant when you dig a hole in the mountain?" the old village chief asked again.

"I bought some plum blossom trees from Fujian before the New Year, and planned to interplant them with the peach trees on the mountain after the Chinese New Year." Zhang Taiping replied.

The old village chief said reproachfully: "Why do you need friends to help you with digging a hole? When you need help, just call two people in the village."

It was difficult for Zhang Taiping to explain Dasha's matter to the old village chief, so he just smiled and said nothing.

When the two of them arrived at the old village chief's house, there were already many people gathered in the house, both young and old. They were all people who liked liveliness. Especially the old men, who had decades of experience in playing social games, and were playing social games in their stomachs.

Fire has many tricks and is an indispensable character.

After everyone found a place to sit in the house, the old village chief said: "I have already asked Fengyukou, and it is confirmed that there will be social fire this year. The specific time has not been determined yet, but it won't be around fifteen, so let's do it now

You have to start preparing.”

An old man stood up and said, "So what should we prepare this year?"

"Shehuo", also known as "Shooting the Tiger", is an ancient folk art form in northwest my country. It refers to various acrobatic and juggling performances performed at sacrifices or festivals to welcome gods. Fire means red and lively.

Shehuo originated quite a long time ago, and it was gradually formed along with ancient sacrificial activities. In ancient times, human beings were in their infancy, and their productivity was extremely low. The primitive ancestors had great concerns about human life and death, as well as many phenomena in the natural planets.

For example, we can neither resist nor understand the sun, moon, disasters, famines, etc. We can only imagine that we can control them with the help of supernatural power, so we create all kinds of gods. When

Social production shifted from fishing and hunting to farming, and land became the basis for human survival. Therefore, sacrificial activities were born to pray for good weather, good harvests, or to drive away ghosts and diseases.

"The Analects of Confucius" calls Nuo to drive away epidemic ghosts. Yuefu Zalu records: Fang Xiangshi was used to drive out Nuo. Four people wore crowns and masks, with four eyes of gold, wore bears and fur, held guns and raised shields, and chanted witchcraft incantations.

Beatings were made everywhere indoors to make the ghosts fear and flee. As the years passed and through the dynasties, this kind of exorcism was introduced from the palace to the people, and gradually formed a huge folk ritual activity, and evolved into a village ritual to worship gods, entertain gods, and welcome gods.

Games and acrobatic performances are added. This ancient custom has been followed to this day. Every year from the first day to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, lively social fire activities are held in Shaanxi and other places.

The most representative performance form of Shehuo is the high platform. Each high platform has a theme. Some are carried by two people, and some are carried by four people. There are many kinds of tricks. The most classic ones are elements from fairy tales, like three dozen

White-bone spirits, making a big fuss in the sky, etc., and there are also elements taken from history, such as "Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage" and the like, which can't be described in one word.

With the development of society, the social fire preserved in ancient times has been integrated and given new content, and the expression form has become increasingly perfect, injecting elements such as folk legends, opera stories and heroes. The Xinzi Society performed by villagers in Chencang District, Baoji City

Fire, fix a 2-3 meter high steel bar on a platform, use colored paper to make tigers, cotton, clouds and other objects of different shapes on the steel bar. Boys and girls dress up as costumed drama characters and put various shapes on the steel bar.

Various shapes.

The social fire in Guanzhong area all spread from Baoji, so the gameplay is the same as that in Baoji.

The old village chief thought of the two monkeys in Zhang Taiping's house and said, "How about making an image of Sun Wukong?"

The old people all stroked their beards and nodded and said: "Sun Wukong is a must-have. This is a classic among social fires."

"Let's all gather our thoughts and express our best ideas, and we will make a selection." The old village chief said again.

One person's ideas may be limited, but when a group of people gather together, their ideas will definitely come one after another. It is definitely not a joke that three cobblers can stand up to one Zhuge Liang.

The more ideas you have, the more materials you will get. However, the village is a bit small and lacks manpower, so we cannot produce all the ideas. We can only select a few of the best ones.

The old village chief asked Zhang Taiping: "Commander, can you use your two monkeys?"

Zhang Taiping nodded: "This is no problem, but we can only arrange a monkey role, because Wukong is learning to play gongs these days, and this guy may join the gong and drum team to play gongs."

"Monkey banging the gong?" Everyone was surprised.

An old man said with a smile: "This is the highlight."

"Yes! It is indeed the highlight." People who have experience in social fire all said so. There are two aspects to the quality of social fire. One is whether the meaning contained in it is good or not, and the other is whether it attracts people. As long as it can attract people,

People make people feel happy when they look at them, even social fires without much deep meaning are good social fires.

"Then it's settled." The old village chief said, "When the time comes, let the two little monkeys perform, and Wukong will go to beat the gong, and the other one will make a monkey climb the tree."

"No problem." Zhang Taiping agreed.

Someone said: "Commander, I think those big dogs in your house are also very strange. I'm sure a lot of people have seen them. Why don't you bring them out to show them off?"

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "Forget it about big dogs. If you don't get it right, it will hurt someone, and things will be difficult to deal with by then."

After confirming a few materials, everyone kept talking about the details. It was not until almost twelve o'clock that the old village chief stood up and said: "Okay, let's be here in the morning. Everyone goes back to have a meal and come back in the afternoon. Let's

I’ll just prepare things and make them in the afternoon.”

ps: A friend is watching "Dragon" again. He couldn't help but be distracted by the familiar voice. It took me three hours to write this chapter, and it feels like it's a bit silly. Let's just watch it.