Chapter 334 The Most Unreliable Cheerleader 【Subscription】

Squirrel heard the words, and said a little unhappily: "Junior brother, can't you not pour cold water on it? Master, tell him that this is true and not fake."

Fangzheng patted the squirrel's head and said, "You guys, why bother to be serious? It's just a custom. Many times, some habits in the custom are not necessarily true, but their implication is good. As the saying goes , There is always hope in the heart, and hope will come. Sprinkling Artemisia seed water on the body may not wash away the bad luck, but it will give people a psychological hint that life will be better in the future. So people have hope in their hearts, hope, With less worry and embarrassment in the past, my mood is better and I am more motivated, and my life will naturally get better and better."

"Um, Master, so this doesn't wash away bad luck?" Squirrel was a little disappointed.

Fangzheng tapped the squirrel's heart and said: "If you believe it, he will work. If you don't believe it, he will not work. Everything lies in the heart, always be ready to welcome happiness, and what you get will always be happiness. Always think about the troubles of the past and you will live forever." In distress. This sprinkling of water just gives you a reason to forget your troubles and start over. Do you want this reason?"

The squirrel's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted: "I want! I want! I want to be happy, lots of nuts, lots of crystal rice, and lots of delicious food!"

Fangzheng heard about the great wish of the squirrel, and he found that all the teachings he had given for so long had been taught to the dog.

Then I heard the lone wolf yelling: "I want a lot of delicious food!" He proved it with practice, Fangzheng didn't even teach the dog to understand...

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, followed by the applause of countless people, Fangzheng looked up. I saw a few teams from the village have come to the river and boarded the dragon boat. The strong men, showing off their muscles, attracted many people's loud screams and shouts, satisfying their little vanity .

Fang Zheng immediately brought the monkey, lone wolf, squirrel, and red boy over.

Fang is a celebrity with a radius of hundreds of miles, how can there be people in eight villages who don't know the abbot of One Finger Temple? So along the way, they almost said hello all the way, and Fang Zheng returned the greetings one by one. At the same time, everyone was very polite and gave Fang Zheng a good viewing position. Fang Zheng thanked him again.

At this moment, Hong Haier flipped through the phone and shouted: "Master, what you said before is wrong. Didn't you say that the dragon boat race originated from that race? However, I read on the Internet that the Yuanling area Is Panhu summoning souls, or sacrificing Cao E and Wu Zixu? Of course, there are also sayings sacrificing Qu Yuan. Which one is true?"

Fangzheng immediately put away the phone, patted the red boy on the head and said, "You little brat, next time you steal Teacher's phone, Teacher will have to recite scriptures."

The red boy blushed slightly, and secretly hated himself for talking too fast. If he didn't say anything, he could still play secretly for a while. However, Hong Haier is a bear boy after all, and he couldn't help but continue to ask questions when he had doubts in his heart. At the same time, he also liked to see Fangzheng being caught by the question. So Honghaier said: "Master, you should explain."

Fangzheng rolled his eyes and said: "Historians can't explain this thing clearly. If you ask me as a teacher, how can I know where to go. But one thing is for sure, this is a traditional festival of my Huaxia people, and it is also a festival of my Huaxia people." That’s enough. Let’s watch the dragon boat race honestly. I don’t know which team will win today.”

"Master, I think the red team will win. Look at how mighty their boat is." Lone Wolf shouted.

The squirrel said: "Master, I think the blue team will win. They are so big, and they are full of lumpy flesh."

There are five teams in total. In order to distinguish them, everyone wears belts of different colors, namely red, orange, yellow, green and blue. The live commentary over there is also replaced by colors. This is so easy to distinguish...Because it is a competition in a small place, the dragon boats used are not particularly large, 18 meters long, and there are 32 people sitting on them. These people are called scratching hands.

The dragon boat race is not native to the Northeast, but has been passed down from the south, so the local dragon boats have no special features. They are the most common dragon boats on the market, with the dragon head in the front, the tail in the back, the drummer in front, and the whole crew. Listen to the drums, follow the rhythm, and row the boat. The stern is at the helm...

Looking at these, Fangzheng thought of the dragon boat races of ethnic minorities that he had seen on the Internet, each with its own characteristics and unique style. But he didn't have a chance to see it, and he was content to look at what was in front of him.

Fangzheng looked at the strong men, ignored the questions of the little guys, and watched the excitement quietly.

With the sound of a starting gun, and then the members of the five teams fired at the same time, the dragon boat seemed to be flying, speeding up, bringing white waves on the water... The spectators on both sides of the bank shouted loudly come on! Come on! Basically, they are cheering for the team in their own village.

Of course, there were also those who yelled, such as these guys next to Fangzheng.

"Come on, the red team! Oh, the yellow team is catching up, come on, the yellow team!"

"The red team is behind, haha, come on, the yellow team! Oops, the yellow team has been overtaken again, come on, the red team!"

Fangzheng's head was about to explode when he heard this, he gave Lone Wolf and Squirrel a shudder, and said, "Can't you two just stand by and cheer for each other? Red team, yellow team, what are you yelling?" Woolen cloth?"

Squirrel said aggrievedly: "He just wants to win, it doesn't matter who wins, as long as I want to win, I'll do it."

Lone Wolf also said: "Of course I support the strong, whoever wins I support whoever."

Fangzheng was speechless...

Time went back to the time when Fangzheng was handing out rice dumplings, and Fangzheng had just left a farmhouse on his front foot, and there was a voice of inquiry from that household.

"Old Xie, who was that just now?"

In One Finger Village, Xie Dongsheng, the only one with bad legs and called Xie Laizi, looked at the zongzi in his hand and said with a smile, "It's Master Fangzheng, the abbot of One Finger Temple. Isn't it a holiday today? He's giving everyone some Zongzi."

"What? The monk gave things to the villagers? This... this is really weird. I think many monasteries only charge and don't give away." While talking, a man in a floral shirt came out of the back room. Filled a bowl of rice and went in again.

Xie Dongsheng, who had a bad leg, limped in and walked in. In the room, on the top of the kang, there was a large table and a round table on the floor, which was full of guests at this moment.

Xie Dongsheng was crippled in his early years, but he is not disabled. Since it is difficult to make money from physical work, he should simply use his brain. Although everyone laughed at him, it was a joke that he didn't know a lot of characters and wanted to use his brain. But in the end, he really found a way to live and opened an online store. Although the business is not very good, it is not a problem to support his family.

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