The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 364 Laba Disturbance (2)
Xiaoyu has already brought the porridge to the snack hall and returned.

Qingshu left Xiaojuan and Xiaoyu with one plate of fried eggs by name, and took all the rest to the snack hall.

Chen Qiaojiang poked the jam on the fried egg with chopsticks, "What kind of weird thing is this?"

Qing Shu sat down, "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while, where are there so many problems?" There was also a bowl on the table with sugar in it.She explained, "If you think the porridge is not sweet enough, you can add sugar yourself."

Luo Xiaorong buried her face in the plate, biting into the fried egg and eating, then exclaimed in a low voice, "Sister, it smells like red fruit."

Qing Shu raised her thumb, "Xiao Rong is so powerful, he ate it right away. This is jam made from red fruits."

Hao looked puzzled and hesitated to bite the fried egg.

Qingyang, who had finished eating two fried eggs, raised his head, "Sister, isn't the red fruit gone?"

Qing Shu explained with a smile, "Have you forgotten? Before the frost came, my sister picked all the immature red fruits from the red fruit seedlings and hid them."

Qingyang nodded, "I helped my sister pick it up."

"After many days, it was freezing outside. My sister went to see the hidden red fruits, and found that the green and green red fruits were all red. So, my sister quietly made them into jam. The red fruits were made into jam. It will not spoil in cold weather and can be stored for a long time. Eat it quickly! There is still jam, and I will bring it out for you to eat in a few days."

Qingyang and the others all ate the fried eggs before eating Laba porridge.

Seeing the appearance of the four boys burying their heads in blowing hot porridge, Qing Shu found it very interesting.Then she ordered the little fish who was standing by the side to serve, "take a clean small wooden basin and bring it here, so you don't have to wait here. Oh, by the way, send a few bowls to Mr. Lu. When you come back, you can fill it out of the pot and eat it yourself."

Xiaoyu said, "I'll go now, my servant. Miss, there's too much porridge, I'm afraid I can't finish it. Do you want some from the kitchen?"

Qing Shu also felt that the porridge was indeed cooked too much, "Sheng, just watch the arrangement!"

So, while Qingshu and the others were eating Laba porridge, Xiaoyu and Xiaojuan were busy for a while, and they left enough food here. They not only filled the Laba porridge in a small wooden basin to send to Mr. Lu, but also served it in a big wooden basin. Laba porridge was sent to Xu Sanniang who was in charge of the kitchen.

This morning, people in the ancient mansion more or less tasted the taste of Laba porridge.The men didn't say anything, but the women and children said it was delicious.Especially children, ask if there is still tomorrow.

After school at noon, Qingyang and the others ran to Qingshu and asked if there was any Laba porridge for lunch.

Qing Shu was taken aback by the question, and then asked them hesitantly, "Isn't Laba porridge only eaten in the morning?"

Qingyang and the others looked at each other, then ran out.After a while, Qingyang ran back by himself, "Sister, how do you know Laba porridge?"

Qingshu was overwhelmed by the question, and it took him a long time to ask hesitantly, "Well, did your husband mention that the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the day when Buddha became enlightened?"

"Yes." Qingyang replied affirmatively.

Qing Shu breathed a sigh of relief, but found the place where the circle came. "It's like this. According to legend, on the day when the Buddha became enlightened, the Buddhist temple in the Buddha's hometown often held chanting rituals on Laba Day, and imitated a certain legend before the Buddha became enlightened, and cooked vegetarian porridge with fragrant grains and fruits for the Buddha. The name of the porridge is: Laba porridge. Later, the folks in the hometown of the Buddha had a custom. Every time they went to Laba, the people used the grains and dried fruits they planted and harvested to make Laba porridge to celebrate the fruits of a year’s hard work and pray for the next year. The grain is plentiful and the life is rich."

Qingyang opened his dark eyes and listened very seriously.Seeing that Qing Shu stopped talking, he asked, "Sister, are you gone?"

"Ah!" This, this is not something she made up, it seems to be explained in the modern folklore, as for whether there are any, she is not very clear!Yes, she clapped her hands, "Actually, it's been a long time, and the story has spread widely. Everyone has given many and very beautiful meanings to eating Laba porridge. Let's eat Laba porridge, and there are such meanings, such as warmth." , auspiciousness, consummation, harmony, indifference, connection, and, yes, health.” It seems that there are many people who put all kinds of good wishes on Laba porridge, which is actually quite speechless.

"Warm, why does eating Laba porridge have a warm meaning?"

"The porridge is hot, so it's warm." Qing Shu already wanted to wipe off her sweat, because she felt something was wrong.

"What about auspiciousness?"

"Look, there are so many good things in the porridge, isn't it auspicious?" Qing Shu explained somewhat reluctantly.She regretted it, and said it was gone if she knew it.It was she who owed it, and she had to tell the meaning behind it, so that's it, I wonder why the child's [-] words came up.

"harmonious……"

"There are so many things gathered together, there is no fight, there is harmony." Qing Shu wanted to cry without tears, and answered casually, not letting Qing Yang finish the question.

"Oh, not fighting is harmony." Qingyang thought he had learned something new, and muttered.

Qing Shu turned her face away, wiped the sweat from her forehead, the hundred thousand whys are finally over, God bless.

"Sister, what does indifference mean, and what is fate?"

Three black lines slid down Qingshu's forehead, there are still more?There is no mistake!She was a little embarrassed, "Indifferent, indifferent is..." What is indifferent, "Indifferent, hehe... This, my sister doesn't understand very well, it seems, it seems that she is open-minded and doesn't care about fame and fortune, just thinking about it It means open. You see, Laba porridge is vegetarian. There is no meat, no meat, only vegetarian, probably, hehe... people who want to eat more... are more indifferent..." No, the topic of indifferent Pat dead, "Fate, this bond..."

Qingyang stared at the boss, probably happy to hear it, and the little one blushed, "What is it?"

Qingshu was instantly attracted, no matter what to say, what not to say, grabbed Qingyang's hand, smiled and squinted, "This bond, there is a poem to prove it, my sister will read it to you." On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, beans are laid out in front of the gate. Believers and disciples cook porridge at night, and good chanting of Buddha will lead to good fortune.'”

Qingyang's eyes are bright, he tiptoes up, and kisses Qingshu's face.

Qingshu was touched, just like in a dream, she smirked while touching the kissed cheek.After all the bubbles of happiness that popped out of her head flew away, she came back to her senses, only to realize that her brother had gone somewhere.She was a little disappointed, and murmured "Smelly Xiaoyang".

In the afternoon, Qingshu, Maizi and Shengge were talking in a low voice, passing by the school.

With a soft sound, Yuan Bao pushed open the school door and came out, calling Qing Shu.

Qing Shu looked over puzzled, "Yuan Bao, what's wrong?"

Yuan Bao glanced at Qing Shu strangely, "Miss, sir, please go in and talk."

(End of this chapter)