Chapter 426: God-Touring Day

Jiang Yuan's army stew was made casually, basically belonging to whatever was in the refrigerator. Even so, when it was served to the two Dobermans, they were still so excited that they wanted to jump and eat.

Jiang Yuan scooped a portion for himself, and divided some for his dad and Uncle Huang Qiang, saying: "Try it, the dogs like to eat it too."

Jiang Fuzhen glanced at Jiang Yuan: "Think before you speak."

Jiang Yuan chuckled twice and encouraged: "It should be delicious, Dad, try it."

Speaking of eating, Jiang Fuzhen hadn't been so keen on it in recent years. He now prefers to watch others eat after he makes it. As for himself, he just eats a little bit. Big fish and meat are more of a spiritual enjoyment, filling the spiritual emptiness he once had.

However, the dog food Jiang Yuan made today did have an alluring aroma, even though it used the food he had left over these past two days. "Alright, eat some, everyone is tired." Jiang Fuzhen greeted Uncle Huang Qiang to come and eat.

The three of them set up their posture, sat at the table, and each took chopsticks to taste.

The steaming army stew contained more than ten kinds of food, which had also been carefully cooked before, and the taste was indeed okay.

Jiang Fuzhen nodded constantly while eating: "It tastes better than the rice I heat up. You have practiced this rice-heating technique. It hasn't been easy in the police team."

This remark, in two or three sentences, turned to Jiang Yuan's life.

Jiang Yuan's mind couldn't help but conjure up the red eggs boiled by his master Wu Jun, as well as the pork intestine, pig stomach, and chicken from Longli County, and couldn't help but say: "Life is okay, it's just that I'm busy. Others, like when I recently went on a business trip, the other party executed it very well, and generally there are local specialty foods."

"It's best to cook for yourself. Didn't you buy a house? If it's too far, buy another one. You can go back at noon to cook. If it's troublesome, hire someone to cook at least one meal. Like this, you can have leftovers to boil later."

Jiang Fuzhen said and glanced at the two Dobermans. The two dogs had licked the basin clean: "The dogs are the ones who love to eat the food you cook."

Uncle Huang Qiang, who was tasting it happily, raised his head sensitively.

Jiang Yuan coughed twice and said: "Actually, the army stew I made isn't authentic either. I'll make something else later."

Jiang's father smiled: "Boiling leftovers in a pot, how can it be considered authentic?"

Uncle Huang Qiang knew the authentic army stew and said muffledly: According to local tradition, it should be boiled together with the dog to be considered authentic.

The ears of the two Dobermans stood up stiffly. The next day.

Jiang Yuan spent the whole day wandering around the residential area jumping over bonfires.

The bonfires were large and small. The small ones were just set up with an alcohol lamp, and a wind shield was needed to cover them, so that very small children could also jump over them. The large ones were piled up with wood, but they couldn't be piled too high. When they burned, they were half a person high, and some fuel was placed next to them. Whoever felt the fire wasn't enough would set up two more pieces themselves.

The largest bonfire wouldn't be lit until after eight o'clock in the evening. At that time, everyone could line up to drill through the bonfire again.

This was also the condition of Jiang Village now. In the past years, it would have been quite a sight to have two or three bonfires lit. Even so, the adults had to prepare for a long time.

Now it's simple. The wood for the bonfires is bought by the truckload, and the price isn't expensive. If you feel that you should protect domestic forests, you can also buy imported goods. Burning a fire all night doesn't cost the price of a large lobster.

But the joy it brings is far better than that.

Especially at the end of the cold season, everyone has a feeling that their bones and muscles can't stretch out. Even if the room is as warm as spring, you have to wear thick clothes when you go out, and there are fewer sports you can do. Many people feel shrunken for a long time.

The bonfire is lit, the crowd gathers, and plus the running around to jump over the bonfire, the three are superimposed, and everyone feels their body warming up.

Towards the end of jumping over the bonfire, even the dogs in the village joined in.

Old dad Jiang Fuzhen also played happily and couldn't help but sigh: "When we were young, if we had such strength, it would have been a pity. Now it's useless." He looked at the young people in the village wearing Super, Burberry, and LV, feeling a bit regretful.

Uncle Huang Qiang also said: "It really is. If we had so many tall people back then, we wouldn't have had to grab eight or ten Bodhisattvas every year. When grabbing water and carrying the Bodhisattva out, everyone would have to kneel."

Jiang Fuzhen thought of such a scene and couldn't help laughing loudly. Jiang Yuan knew that they were talking about grabbing the Bodhisattva before the god-touring. Tonight, after jumping over the bonfire, everyone would take shoulder poles, carry stools, and go to the Earth Temple to welcome the Bodhisattva in a mighty way. The nearby villages would also go to welcome them. For this, everyone would launch a battle of snatching, and it was said that they would break a few heads.

And the Bodhisattvas snatched back would be carried at the very front when god-touring tomorrow. The more Bodhisattvas carried, the more prosperous it represented. Moreover, after two months, when farming begins and water is needed, the village with more Bodhisattvas carried can theoretically use water first—in the case where water sources are not too tight, everyone will basically follow this principle. The benefit is that there is no need to fight to the death when grabbing water.

Grabbing the Bodhisattva and god-touring are festivals after all, and everyone will have some sense of proportion, not fighting too hard. Grabbing water is a real interest-related matter. If there were no grabbing the Bodhisattva as a prerequisite, and the priority of water use was decided by armed fighting, that would really kill people, and even people would die every year.

Now there is no need to grab water, and grabbing the Bodhisattva has become pure fun and travel. The large group of strong young people accumulated in Jiang Village over the years doesn't need to show their soft roots.

Jiang Yuan didn't even go to the scene of grabbing the Bodhisattva. He was tall and easily became the target of the other party's concentrated fire. If a lump of dirt flew over unexpectedly, it wouldn't kill anyone but would break his head, which was really unnecessary.

It was noisy until two or three in the morning that night.

Jiang Yuan specially went to the monitoring room to take a look, and there was no abnormality, before silently going home to sleep.

The security company of Jiang Village residential area had been quietly established, currently hiring 24 real security guards, working in two shifts, and with the monitoring system that can check monitoring, safety had been greatly improved. Things like losing electric bicycles at the door were basically eradicated.

Early the next morning, everyone dressed at home and started lining up downstairs.

Those who are willing to follow tradition will wear some ancient costumes at this time. Most of them are modified from opera costumes. Those who are particular can use embroidered ones, and there are also those who wear battle armor, lion dance costumes, Hanfu, and most of them wear costumes of gods or Bodhisattvas, which is called god-touring.

Jiang Village didn't have too many requirements. Anyway, they were all passed down from the village. At most, they could be traced back to four generations. In fact, the rules spoken by people in their sixties and seventies were basically traditions. If someone wanted to change something, the younger generation couldn't say one, two, three, four.

Even some people who were not very willing to participate in the activities, or had other ideas, wore their own clothes to god-tour today, and no one would say anything.

Only those who carry the Bodhisattva will be picked by the organizers, and only villagers who are dressed neatly and cleanly are allowed to carry them.

Jiang Yuan mixed into the C-position behind the Bodhisattva and was responsible for carrying a flag. The flag was red, and nothing was written on it. He just held the flag, and it was done after being colorful.

God-touring has always been an activity with more joy. Now that the conditions are better, it is even more difficult for everyone to get together. Instead, such traditional activities will give everyone a reason to break away from busy work, study, travel, eating and drinking, and purchasing outside.

Jiang Yuan shook the red flag and followed the crowd, turning around in Jiang Village residential area, walking to every corner, setting off firecrackers, lighting bonfires, dancing lions, singing songs, singing operas, and shouting numbers all the way, then starting from Jiang Village, turning around in Old Jiang Village, passing through the ancestral hall with plaques of Second-Class Merit and First-Class Merit, singing and worshipping, then returning to the Earth Temple to return the Bodhisattvas to their places, and then returning to Jiang Village residential area, setting up a banquet, and eating a big meal with a hungry stomach.

This was the time for Jiang Fuzhen to show his skills. For Jiang Fuzhen now, what he feared most was making food that no one came to eat, but if he were asked to go out and open a charity hall, he couldn't stand the restraint of seeking perfection. The banquet in the village was the best. Jiang Fuzhen showed his skills to his heart's content, and everyone ate with their stomachs open, which was even more harmonious.

Cousin Jiang Qianwen ran to Jiang Yuan's side at this time and whispered: "Brother, help me examine a few blind date objects."

Jiang Yuan slowly put down the small pork ribs in his hand and asked: "How many?"

"Look at one first." Jiang Qianwen pulled Jiang Yuan and left. After a while, the two stood by the wall, tilted their heads, and saw a boy wearing a white shirt, about twenty years old, playing with his mobile phone listlessly.

"This is the one with the best conditions. What do you think?" Jiang Qianwen asked excitedly.

She was only twenty years old, and her family was anxious to find a blind date object. Not only was she not angry, but she was also a bit happy. Anyway, it was just playing.

"You have to tell me his information first." Jiang Yuan picked up the binoculars and looked. The binoculars were given by Jiang Qianwen. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qianwen recalled and said: "It is said that he is 26 years old, 180, opened a company outside, etc. The age is faked, starting at 28. The height is faked, it should be 172 cm, wearing height-increasing shoes, now it can be 177, plus hair, falsely reported as 180. As for the company opened... not sure if he opened a company, you can check it with your mobile phone, but his main occupation should be physical work, the calluses on his hands have already risen. Of course, it may be a physical company." Jiang Yuan put down the binoculars and looked at Jiang Qianwen.

Jiang Qianwen's face not only had no disappointment, but smiled very happily.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuan was surprised.

"In this case, no matter how we get along, the wrong one will only be him." Jiang Qianwen was very satisfied. Jiang Yuan pondered the logic in it, not sure whether the Jiang family's genes were passed down to Jiang Qianwen. ===== CHAPTER 427 =====

"In that case, no matter how we get along, the one in the wrong will only ever be him." Jiang Qianwen seemed very satisfied. Jiang Yuan pondered the logic behind this, not quite sure if the Jiang family's genes had gone off the rails by the time they reached Jiang Qianwen.