Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past two days, the entire Tuyao Village has been immersed in a lively and peaceful atmosphere. Wang Muzhi completed part of it according to ancient rituals.

The so-called ancient ritual method means that when getting married, you need a letter of appointment, a letter of gift, and a wedding letter, plus the six steps of asking for the name of the wedding, accepting the name, accepting the invitation, accepting the invitation, asking for the date, and welcoming the bride. It is called "Three Books and Six Rites" in "Etiquette".

No matter how poor a family is, they must have these three books and six etiquettes. It’s okay to be simple, but they are indispensable.

Wang Muzhi didn't want to improvise. Since Li Enhui's father was not present, the village chief Gao Dashan and her cousin Wang Chunxia naturally became the natal family.

The people in the village had never seen such a wedding scene before, and everyone was at a loss as to why Wang Muzhi did this.

Only the elderly people kept giving Wang Muzhi thumbs up, their eyes full of appreciation and praise.

"Forget it, I'll just write it down for you."

Wang Muzhi gave a wry smile. The ancient Chinese etiquette has now been completely impacted by Western culture. Coupled with the war, it can be said that a cultural gap has been created in this small mountain village.

Spreading out the red paper, Wang Muzhi clearly wrote down three things, six etiquettes, and four things about hiring hardware, and posted them on the door of his house.

Everyone gathered around the red paper and kept looking at it. An energetic old man walking on crutches slowly walked over.

This is the oldest old man in the village, and no one remembers his real name.

Everyone in the village, regardless of gender, old or young, would respectfully call him "Grandpa Three" when they met. At the same time, Wang Muzhi also invited the old man to come over and preside over the whole process for him as a witness.

"Third Grandpa, what is this written by Mu Zhijia? Why haven't we seen it before?"

Someone asked.

"Let me tell you, this kid Mu Zhi is a highly educated person. What is written here is the marriage process that has been truly passed down by our ancestors. It is truly in line with the rules of our ancestors. If it were not for this, I, an old man, would not Won't come.

If I can see something belonging to my ancestors appear before I die, my old bones are worth it... Bah, bah, bah, it's unlucky to say this. Let me tell you about it. "

Third Grandpa explained the Three Books, Six Etiquettes, and Four Treasures of Hardware word by word, and then everyone suddenly understood.

Careful women have already asked their children to run back to get paper and pen, and copy all the words on it. When their children get married, they can also follow this.

Compared with wedding dresses and suits, this is the romance hidden in the hearts of Chinese people.

The night passed.

June 6th, the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.

Suitable for: getting married, consecrating, traveling, making fire, dismantling, entering the house.

Taboo: praying for blessings, encoffining, offering sacrifices, making a stove, burying, and visiting the sick.

Early in the morning, the entire Tuyao Village seems to be like a sea of ​​red. If someone looks down from the air, they can see that almost every house in the entire Tuyao Village has been hung with red lanterns, especially at Wang Mu’s house. There is no other color visible except red.

Firecrackers sounded one after another, and the Wang family invited two groups of people from the county. The festive suona sounds continued throughout the village.

Today is a big day for the Wang family, and all the men, women, and children in the village are here to prepare for the feast.

Fortunately, the wedding was held in the new house, otherwise so many people poured into the old house that it would not even be able to cover the roof.

Needless to say, the Wang family has now become a big family in the village. There is no need for Wang Jiefang to greet him. People spontaneously help clean up. Lao Du even brought the ingredients to the shed specially built for him early in the morning.

The whole roast chicken, elbows, fish, and meatballs have been marinated at home in advance and neatly placed on the plate. The children's mouths watered when they saw it, and the adults couldn't help but sigh when they saw it.

This is simply more abundant than they had during the Chinese New Year.

How much money did the Wang family spend?

"Fuck."

When the oil cake is put out of the pan, there are splashes of oil, and the fragrance floats far away along the breeze. The golden oil cake is fried and placed on a plate, and the women who help carry it to the table.

This is cake noodle soup. It is a breakfast for all wedding guests and relatives and friends who are helping. It is a custom here.

Cake is a food made from yellow rice noodles. The homophonic meaning of eating Cake in the morning means elevation, joy, wealth, and health. The meaning of oil is blessing, wealth, and oil. The fillings in deep-fried cakes also have meanings. Red beans represent longing and satisfaction. , brown sugar represents sweetness and happiness.

The traditional way of making noodle soup is to blend broth with tofu, vermicelli, day lily, and spinach, and then add water and starch to make it.

There is a large basin of noodle soup on each table. If it is not enough, you can add more.

In order for the guests to eat well, the Wang family also placed a plate of sugar on each table.

In this era when the average person only has three taels of oil per month, oil and sugar are both rare items, but now they are placed on the table as if they are free. The behavior of such a rich man is astonishing, and the food is even more indescribable. Absolutely.

"Old Wang, how much do you have to spend on this?"

Someone was holding a big bowl with four oil cakes piled in it. While eating, his mouth was full of oil and he did not forget to raise his head and ask Wang Jiefang. A palm-sized oil cake could only hold four mouthfuls in his mouth. Take a sip of the powder soup, don't mention how beautiful it is.

"When my son gets married, spending money is the second most important thing. Let everyone eat well."

Wang Jiefang squatted on the steps with a smile, smoking a cigarette and waving his hands, smiling indifferently.

"Lao Zhang, please eat slowly. If you don't have enough, take more back. There is a main dinner at noon, can you eat it?"

"Uh-huh... don't worry, this amount is no problem. I've saved it for a long time. I haven't eaten that chicken and fish in a year. Don't worry about me eating too much!"

"Hahaha, eat with all your heart. You worked hard when building the house. Come on, let's take a sip."

In the house, Wang Muzhi was having breakfast with several uncles. Grandma was in poor health and could only stay at home with regret.

"Second uncle, want another bowl?"

Wang Muzhi greeted with a smile.

After what happened to him, his uncles all helped him. They gave all the money to Ye Lanfang to bring back to help. Although he didn't use it in the end, he had to carry on this feeling.

Moreover, after he became rich, his uncles never came to ask for anything. If he hadn't gotten married, he probably wouldn't have seen them. This shows that all three of his uncles are serious people.

"No, no, I'm really full. You have to ask your second uncle to save some food for the main meal at noon."

The man licked his lips happily, leaned against the wall, looked around and looked at Ye Lanfang with emotion.

"Lan Fang, you have a good son. Look at this house and this banquet. It's better than what I had in the county seat."