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Chapter 6 The Singing of the Cowboy

I'm a cowherd

Why did I come to the mountains

Why do I want to herd cattle

Is it because I can only herd cattle?

I'm a cowherd

I also have my beautiful dreams

At least I'm doing well with the nunchakus

Is the road to success still far?

I love my home

Have a dear mother

I don't know the outside world yet

Too young to wander around the world

Wandering around the world

Give me warmth, my mother

Give me strength, it's a nunchakus

The outside world must be wonderful

I have to wait until I grow up before I can fly

...

The loud sound, the tone of incomplete tone, penetrates through thick weeds, penetrates through dense forests, leaps across mountains, and spreads far and wide...

Li Xin opened his throat and showed his inferior singing voice unscrupulously. He turned "I Am an Ugly Duckling" into "I Am a Cowherd" without any moral integrity, and sang it even worse. If the original author knew about it, I wonder if he would be angry to death. Li Xin shamelessly thought, then again, in ancient times, he could still chase me and beat me up, hahahaha...

Li Xin smiled shamelessly again.

It was so boring. Li Xin turned his head and sighed again. There was no entertainment program at all. He was used to the era when his mobile phone was always on the way and the Internet would not be interrupted. He was really bored to go back to the black and white era. I wonder what other time travelers thought?

Herding cattle is the only thing Li Xin can do at present. So he can only herd cattle now.

I have only been traveling for three days. Except for the first day when the cow was borrowed, I lay at home for a day, and the next day I started my career of herding cattle again.

The first day of herding cattle was really fresh and interesting. The sky was like that, the earth was so green, and the fragrance of tender grass mixed with the fragrance of the soil was so enchanting to the hearts. Green mountains and green waters, such places were also modern, but they were all made into tourist attractions. Every time I went on a trip, I saw crowded heads, mixed with modern equipment, piled steel buildings, and imitated ancient houses, which had lost their due original flavor, and the original ecological environment was nowhere to be found...

The old ox can just tie it to a big tree, but there are a lot of grass anyway.

In the grass, the old ox silently buried his head in the grass, and raised his head and shouted twice to indicate its existence.

Li Xin despised the old ox, the supporting role that has not changed for thousands of years. He has a rigid voice and a stiff movement. Change his tricks, my dear old ox...

The old ox didn't take Li Xin seriously. You don't understand the world of our ox tribe.

In a boring mood, I can only pass the time with singing.

"Xiao Xin, what are you calling?" The young wife of the Yang family in the village, carrying a treasure and holding a hatchet, passed by Li Xin, leaning against a big rock, took a breath and asked with a smile.

"Haha...Aunt Yang, I'm singing!" Li Xin was interrupted by the Yang family's young wife and had no complaints. He said to the Yang family's young wife with a smile.

The young wife of the Yang family has a surname, Wei. She has been married to the Yang family for two years, but she has never been pregnant with her children. She likes the lively and cute Li Xin very much and always wants to have such a son. She is about 1.5 meters tall, with a shriveled and thin body, and a few croakers are dotted on her dark face. After years of farming life, she is still healthy. Women in the mountains get married early and look older than Su Qi. In fact, she has just turned 17 and is just a high school student in the future. She has been married for two years. She has no complaints about life. People around her tell her with their actions that life is so hard, and it would be good to live.

Life in the mountains is not easy. Li Xin sighed secretly.

"Singing? Isn't singing a song? Hey...oh...hey...?" The young wife of the Yang family said that the Ba tribe Yinfeng tribe in the area commemorates the Vulcan god and sing together during the Chinese New Year.

On the first day, Li Xin had already learned some understanding of the situation of Yinfeng tribe through chatting with Su Qi.

The Yinfeng part is located among the mountains and ridges of the southern cave of Daba Mountain. It belongs to the largest ethnic group here - the Ba people. The Ba people are divided into eight tribes: Mingyang, Baile, Shuimo, Gaoxing, Tongshu, Bishan, Anjing, and Yinfeng.

Their current living location belongs to the Yinfeng tribe. The local residents are not all of them belong to the Ba tribe, mixed with a small number of Miao, Tujia, Han tribe, etc. Su Qi originally belonged to the Yinfeng tribe of the Ba tribe, but when he was young, he had moved with his parents and his family, left the tribe, married into the Li family, and became the Han tribe. Although she and Li Xin are not part of the Yinfeng tribe. Although the elders of her parents had a good relationship with her, they came to ask Su Qi and Li Xin whether to return to the Yinfeng tribe. As the elders of the Yinfeng tribe, Zhi asked him personally, which was very interesting. Su Qi did not agree, saying that Li Xin was still young, and when he grew up, it would be clear to Li Xin's own meaning. In this way, Su Qi and Li Xin are outsiders now, but the people in the mountains are more honest and honest, and they get along well with them.

The Yang family’s young wife’s understanding of singing is still at the stage of singing at the Yinfeng tribe’s sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacr

China is so big that every nation has its own totem and faith in the gods, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five great gods. In this era, different tribal and ethnic groups believed in and commemorated. What the Ba people believed in was fire - the God of Fire.

At the end of each year, the priests in the clan choose the day, and the clan leader also notifies the sacrifice time.

That night, the Yinfeng tribe of the All Ba tribe gathered from all directions to the top square of the main peak of Yinfeng Mountain, and lit a pile of majestic bonfires, and table tables were placed next to the bonfires, and pig heads, sheep heads, a fish, and a turtle dove were placed on the table tables.

These four offerings are well-known, including pigs, sheep raised in the mountains, fish swimming in the water, and turtledoves flying in the sky. Thanks to the God of Fire for blessing the clan's harvest that year. They are all meat dishes, and they also reflect the absence of disasters (fasting) and no disease (chicken).

The priests would stand at the desk, wearing traditional costumes, with a solemn expression and muttering, and start reporting on the people and events that happened this year.

Behind the 33 young men selected from the strong tribe stood, divided into three rows, each with sheep blood on his face, shirtless upper body, tiger belts on his waist, straw sandals on his feet, and bowls filled with rice wine. After the priest finished praying, he would scream: "To the God of Fire!" Everyone would raise the rice wine high above his head, and he should shout: "Woo~~~~ Ha~~~", then dip the rice wine in the bowl with his right hand, bend his fingers, and then bounce the rice wine into the sky. This is called "One to the sky, bounce to the earth, this is called second to the earth, and then bounce to the fire, this is called "Three to the God of Fire God", and drink the rice wine in the bowl in one breath. The people around the Ba people will kowtow to the fire, thanking the God of Fire for their blessing.

After the sacrifice was completed, everyone started dancing under the leadership of the priest, singing "Woo...he...woo...he...he..." in their mouths, without lyrics, just these two words were repeated at different rhythms...

"Well, there are many kinds of singing, and I am one of them." Li Xin smiled and explained to the young wife of the Yang family.

"Brother Xin, you're so awesome. You still understand this? Did your mother teach you?" The young wife of the Yang family was a little envious. She knew more than her at such a young age.

"Uh..." Li Xin could only agree and couldn't explain it clearly to a village woman.

"Brother Xin, let me tell you something. When I came here just now, I saw Matchmaker Cui coming to your house. Could it be that she was telling you about her wife? Haha..."

Children in the mountains were born early. Although Li Xin was only 8 years old, he told him that his wife was not reliable no matter how you look at it, this situation is very likely to be true. People in the mountains think that daughters are not easy to raise, and they have to marry out when they are raised, and they have to bring a dowry. This is a big burden for farmers who are already poor. Therefore, many families will look for a better family when their daughters are young, send them to them early, and let their husbands raise themselves. When they are older, they will directly complete the house. Such a daughter-in-law is called a child bride. This is also a good thing for the husbands. Children are sent here at such a young age, and only a small amount of money can be done. Although there is one more person to eat, families that can raise children brides are not bad, and it doesn’t matter if there is one more family. After all, it costs a lot to marry a wife when they grow up. Such things have existed throughout the thousands of years of history until the Republic of China. Only after the founding of New China did this abolish such traditional customs.

"Ah... no!" Li Xin shouted, "You are a child bride, you met him." Li Xin encountered such a thing in his later generations. Grandma Liang, who lives next to her relatives in a rural area, is the child bride of the Liang family.

"Really, you are not good enough, Aunt Yang!" said the young wife of the Yang family affirmatively.

"Aunt Yang, I'll leave first..." Li Xin had not finished speaking, and had already spread his legs and ran home.

Child bride, I was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. I don’t do such a thing. Mom, don’t agree. There are many women outside waiting for me to rescue? Forget about the child bride... Li Xin ran and said intimately.

"Your cow..." the young wife of the Yang family shouted from behind.
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