The rural routine can be called going to bed early and getting up early. You basically go to bed when it’s dark. When it’s dark, you get up to make a fire, cook, and burn the kang. When eating morning, the sun sometimes hasn’t risen. This is probably because the kang keeps warm. The kang is not very warm, so you need to try to go to bed early when the kang is hot, and try to get up early when the kang is not hot.

The kang is unique to the north, about 1.7 to 2.2 meters wide, and the length depends on the length of the living room. Building a kang in the north is called a tray kang, which is also a craft. Every village has a good master who trays. It is built with bricks inside the kang wall, and there is a flue in the wall of the kang wall, which is covered with flat stone slabs or red bricks. Use mud to flatten the stone slabs or red bricks. After the mud is dried, lay a kang mat on it.

The location adjacent to the stove entrance of the kang is called "kangtou"; the location adjacent to the smoke entrance is called "kangtou".

Generally, the "kang head" is left for the owners of the highest generation or noble guests in the family to sleep, while men or young people lie on the "kang" because men or young people have stronger firepower. Now there is a saying at home that "the stupid guy sleeps in a cold kang, and it depends entirely on firepower."

I still remember that the kang was very hot at that time, but the indoor temperature was not very high. When I just lie down, the kang was burning like a pancake, which hurt my back, turned over and then burned my heart. However, in the middle of the night, the indoor temperature was so low that it was a bit cold, and I basically had to cover my face in the quilt; and when it was almost dawn, the temperature of the kang slowly cooled, basically relying on the heat from my body temperature, it was covered in several thick quilts.

Every time I feel like I am about to wake up from the cold, the chickens in the village will start to rush, and the adults at home will get up and make a fire to cook. In less than half an hour, the kang will become hot again, and you can turn over and have a small reluctance. The comfortable feeling is amazing.

After yesterday's tossing around the grave circle, I was really tired. After being frightened, I slept so well. When my mother forced me to go to school, it was already dawn and it was snowing all night.

At that time, when I went to school in winter, I was most looking forward to snow, so I didn’t have to go to class. When it was snowing, I had to take the initiative to bring a shovel or other snow-purge tools to school, and under the command of the class teacher, clean the sharing area of ​​my class. When I was almost done, I basically ended school at noon.

The school is only one way away from my home, very close. It is no exaggeration to say that after ten minutes of rest during breaks, I could go home to drink water and then run back to school. One morning, under the guidance of the teacher, the cleaning was finally completed. Daya and I walked back with a shovel.

On the way, I saw Aunt Fan and his wife in the front yard carrying a bag of things in front of me, and followed a large group of people behind me and hurriedly. As soon as I saw this scene, Daya and I knew that something happened to someone else's house.

Speaking of Aunt Fan, she is also well-known in our village.

At that time, Aunt Fan should have been in her forties, very thin, with small eyes and dark skin. In today's words, she is a very typical image of a farmer sister-in-law. Her family has worshipped "Huangxian" for generations, and a small temple was built in a corner of the vegetable garden. From time to time, you can see yellow-skinned footprints appearing around the small temple. Aunt Fan can "jump to the master" and be able to "take off". Such people are very respected in the countryside, and these things have always been the most mysterious and interesting things in the eyes of our children.

The great god is also called shaman dance. It should be a kind of witch culture that inherits the inheritance of ancient shaman culture and then develops in northern my country. The wizard who dances the great god is a profession that is established between mortals and gods and ghosts. Its responsibility is to upload and send God’s will to mortals, and then convey the mortal requirements to the gods, which is equivalent to a divine media.

Shaman dance turned out to be a witch dance performed by wizards in activities such as praying for gods, ceremonies, eliminating evil, and curing diseases. However, in the later circulating and improvement, many mysterious procedures were missing. In our rural areas at that time, they were all called "Dance God".

The great god usually needs to be completed together with two people, one is the great god and the other is the second god. The great god is the object of the soul possession, and the second god is the assistant, also called the helper. During the great god dance, the great god is wearing a robe and wrapped in a long string of copper waist bells, which will keep twisting and shaking. The two gods mainly beat the drums. After the god invites the gods, the two gods are responsible for communicating with the great gods and answering people's questions. Sometimes the inviting is the so-called immortals, and sometimes the souls of the dead.

Basically, there are people like this in rural areas. They usually farm normally and live a life of life. If something happens to a family, they will help drive away evil spirits, ask for gods, and eliminate disasters. There is also a different saying of the great god, called "the horse fairy", which is generally common in the north.

Today, when I saw Aunt Fan and his wife carrying their bags out again, I was delighted. Watching the fun was a seasoning for the boring and monotonous life at that time. I didn’t bother to go home for dinner, so I pulled Daya and chased after Aunt Fan in the direction where she was going.

There are only a few roads in the village. When you run to the intersection, you can see the crowd in front of you from afar, and you will be in a constant stream.

Although this kind of thing is common in rural areas, it is not often seen. The villagers who heard the letter rushed to watch the fun. So along the way, they always met people in groups of three or three. Listening to their chatting, Daya and I were both surprised. When they heard them, they realized that it was Xiaobao who was possessed by evil spirits.

It turned out that Xiaobao was inevitably beaten when he returned home last night. However, he suddenly became feverish until midnight, and his whole body became hot, talking nonsense, his eyes were straight, and he drooled. He thought his parents were scared of the child, so he kept taking care of him and didn't ask someone to help him see it until dawn.

The medical conditions in rural areas are very poor, and there is also a health center in the town, but usually someone with headaches and fever in rural areas can survive it. At worst, they can eat "soft pain" and have diarrhea. Even if they order small soy sauce in big smoke shells, they rarely go to the town's health center unless they have to. Even if they go, the medical conditions in the town were really not satisfactory. They could only get injections and no testing equipment.

After dawn, an old man came to see him and said that he was "striking" something, so he had to find someone to "strike" and help "find". In the countryside, things like provoking evil spirits are generally called "strike", and they need to find souls.

Because the three souls and seven spirits of children are not very stable, they are very likely to cause the phenomenon of souls or spirits leaving the body when they are frightened. In this way, there are abnormal changes in their body, or they may faint and sleep, or they may cry, or they may have fever and whisper, commonly known as "soul-losing".

The three souls refer to the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the life soul. The seven souls are divided into: Tian Chong, Lingzhi, Qi, Power, Center, Essence, and Ying. The soul is Yin, and the soul is Yang. The life soul is the foundation of the seven souls, and the seven souls are the branches and leaves of the life soul. The soul is born without life, and the life without soul is prosperous.

In our hometown, after this kind of "confrontation" and "soul-losing", we should ask the great immortal to call the great god Tiaotiao to return the soul, eliminate diseases and eliminate disasters.

Aunt Fan is a very famous immortal in the near and near area. She often helps other people's children "called Hun'er". The villages in the villages have a certain reputation. If some people ask for medicine, they will grab a few handfuls of Xun. Somehow they have small pills in their hands, dipped in some incense ash and a pack of yellow paper. It is said that if they take them home, they can cure all diseases.

Finally, I squeezed to the windowsill with Big Teeth and looked into the house through the window. The windows in the countryside are not high from the ground, and there is usually a kang in the window. I only saw Xiaobao lying on the kang with a bedding underneath, and his mother was thrusting beside me. Xiaobao's father carefully pressed the money and was asking the people in the house to give way.

Aunt Fan lit incense devoutly and prayed with his eyes closed. As the cigarette smoke swayed, Aunt Fan sat in the middle, with a peaceful expression and a solemn appearance. The people who were watching the excitement started to chirp, and when they saw the scene, they immediately became silent and quiet. Seeing this, the old man, the second god, bent his waist, walked with cat steps, and began to draw circles in the house. He held the Taiping drum decorated with copper coins around him, and a trembling drum whip, and played a strange but rhythmic drum beat.

After hearing the drum beats, Aunt Fan stood up casually, twisting the jingling waist bell on her body, and sang in a crying voice with her mouth without front teeth. With the rhythmic drum beats, a strange atmosphere suddenly revolved around the room.

“Kaiyang Mountain is full of fire, and many scattered immortals hide;

Hu Daling, Huang Jinbiao, Golden Snake Fairy, Wu Linghao. Hey cough, hey cough.

Old immortal, don’t do it, you have to listen to me in detail.

I know that you live in Dongshanpo, your father is the third wife of Huang, and Huang Tianlong is your brother.

I advise you to take care of this child and build a temple to bring you food and drink. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Old immortal, please let him go and kill the pig for you.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, we offer chickens and ducks during festivals.

…”

Uncle Fan kept shaking the single drum, and the copper coins on the drum made a rustling sound. The drum beats were scattered, rising and falling, and they were anxious and slowing down. After singing for a while, Aunt Fan took out a few pieces of yellow money papers, lit them on the candle, put their mouths in soy wine, spraying them on the lit yellow money papers, bursting with flames.

Seeing Aunt Fan "swoosh" and jumped directly to Xiaobao who was sitting on the kang, sprayed a little bit of soju to Xiaobao's head, and then raised the burning yellow money paper and walked around his head several times.

I guess Xiaobao was shocked at that time, and he was motionless and expressionless. The two gods over there also beat the drums to the sound of the mountain when they saw this.

Aunt Fan shook his whole body and made some strange movements, which looked a little ridiculous, but no one dared to laugh at Aunt Fan at that time, staring at Aunt Fan like a light bulb. After seeing Aunt Fan sing for a while, she started to jump on the kang and the ground, half open and half closed her eyes, picked up the white wine bottle on the altar with one hand, raised her neck and drank it clean, and then began to circle around the ground, shaking her head while turning, which looked very strange.

Thinking about it now, it’s really amazing. You should know that the wine in rural areas was made from small roasts made by the winery in the village, pure sorghum wine, which was over 60 degrees. After taking a sip, it burned from the throat to the stomach, and drinking it was like swallowing a ball of fire. But after Aunt Fan drank a pound of small roast at that time, she didn’t have the intention of getting drunk at all.

Seeing that Aunt Fan was thrusting into tears and snot, she was slit like two long lines, hanging constantly. She was so scared that the people around her immediately hid out and hid. It was said that she had invited the gods under the introduction of the two gods next to her.

Aunt Fan sat on the stool without looking up, her body trembling, and her eyes were slightly opened: "Old fairy, I'll come down and observe carefully, which household will invite me to the immortal family. The small stool on the ground is two and a half feet, and I'll sit down and relieve my fatigue! Oh, cough, cough."

The two gods on one side quickly tried hard to beat the single drum.

The great god: "I drink wine like drinking water at Huangxian's house. I don't get drunk even if I drink nine jars! I was so anxious when I came today. I helped you make a pot of tea for me. I will wake up and then release my magical skills."

The second god next to him quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over. Aunt Fan lowered her head, twitched her mouth, and drank a glass of water.

After drinking this glass of water, the great god shook his head and sang, "Call the gang, listen to me, that boy makes the immortals uneasy. He urinated in front of my mansion and kicked me all over his bag. Now I wasn't trying on purpose, but I also want to calm down. There are trees and grass on the mountain, and one peak is higher than the other. Good people will be rewarded, and they should be killed if they commit evil! Hey cough hey cough."

...

I just said this for a while and sang for a while. It took nearly an hour to finish it. Aunt Fan was so tired that she was sweating all over. After stopping, she told Xiaobao's family that Xiaobao had offended the old immortal family. It was not that the old immortal family didn't want to let him go, but there were other things that were pressing the old immortal family. This child could only look at his own luck.

Although this trouble did not solve the substantial problem, Xiaobao's father still caught a chicken as usual, took some mountain goods, and gave it to Aunt Fan.

Aunt Fan shook her head and said nothing, packed up her things, shook her head, sighed, and went back with his old man with the package.
Chapter completed!