When Squirrel heard that, he said unhappily, "Junior Brother, can't you not pour cold water on him? Master, tell him that it's real and not fake. "
Fangzheng patted Squirrel on the head. "Why do you take it so seriously? It's just a custom. Many a time, some customs are not necessarily real, but the meaning behind them is good. As the saying goes, as long as there's hope in one's heart, it will come. Sprinkling Wormwood Water on one's body might not wash away one's bad luck, but it will give people a psychological hint that their future lives will be better. Therefore, people will have hope in their hearts. With something to look forward to, they will not have the worry and fatigue of the past. Their moods will improve, and they will have something to look forward to. Their days will naturally become better. "
"Uh, Master, does that mean that this can't wash away one's bad luck?" Squirrel was a little disappointed.
Fangzheng tapped Squirrel's chest. "If you believe it, it will work. If you don't believe it, it won't work. Everything depends on the heart. Always be prepared to welcome happiness, and you will forever receive happiness. Constantly thinking about your past troubles will forever make you live in them. This sprinkling of water will only give you a reason to forget your troubles and start afresh. Do you want this reason or not? "
Squirrel's eyes lit up as he immediately shouted, "I want it! I want it! I want to be happy. I want to have lots of nuts, lots of Crystal Rice, and lots of delicious food! "
When Fangzheng heard Squirrel's grand wish, he realized that all his teachings had been wasted on a dog.
Then, he heard Lone Wolf shout, "I want lots of delicious food too!" He used reality to prove that Fangzheng had failed to teach a dog …
At that moment, there was a din of gongs and drums in the distance. Following that, countless people cheered. Fangzheng looked up. He saw a few teams from the villages come to the riverside and board the dragon boats. All of them were strong men who flaunted their muscles, attracting the loud screams and cheers of many people. It satisfied their tiny vanity.
Fangzheng immediately led Monkey, Lone Wolf, Squirrel, and Red Boy over.
Fangzheng was famous in a radius of fifty kilometers. Who in the surrounding villages did not know One Finger Monastery's abbot? Therefore, they greeted him along the way, and Fangzheng returned their greetings. At the same time, everyone was very polite and gave Fangzheng a pretty good viewing spot. Fangzheng thanked them once again.
At that moment, Red Boy scrolled through his phone and exclaimed, "Master, what you said before isn't right. Didn't you say that the dragon boat race originated from that whatever race? However, I read on the Internet that the Yuanling region was used to summon the soul of Panhu or to offer sacrifices to Cao Er and Wu Zixu. Of course, there were also people who offered sacrifices to Qu Yuan. Which one is real? "
Fangzheng immediately put away his cell phone and patted Red Boy on the head. "Little guy, if you steal my cell phone again, I'll have to recite the scriptures."
Red Boy's face turned slightly red. He secretly hated himself for speaking too fast. If he had not said anything, he could have secretly played with her for a while. However, Red Boy was ultimately a brat. With questions on his mind, he could not help but continue asking. At the same time, he enjoyed seeing Fangzheng stumped by his questions. Hence, Red Boy said, "Master, explain."
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. "Even historians can't explain it clearly. How would I know if you ask me? However, there's one thing that's for sure. This is a traditional festival of the Chinese. It's also a cultural heritage of the Chinese. That's enough. Alright, just sit back and watch the dragon boat race. I don't know which team will win today. "
"Master, I think Team Red will win. Look at how mighty their boat is," exclaimed Lone Wolf.
Squirrel said, "Master, I think Team Blue will win. They are huge, and their bodies are covered in lumps of flesh."
There were a total of five teams. In order to distinguish them, everyone wore belts of different colors. They were red, orange, yellow, green, and cyan. The live commentator also used colors as a substitute. This made it easy to distinguish. As it was a small competition, the dragon boats used were not especially large. They were eighteen meters long, and there were a total of thirty-two people seated on them. These people were known as the Scratchers.
As for dragon boat racing, it was not native to the northeast. Instead, it came from the south. Therefore, the dragon boats used by the locals were nothing special. They were the most common dragon boats on the market. The front had a dragon head and the back had a dragon tail. The drummer was at the front, and everyone listened to the drums as they rowed according to the rhythm. The stern was manned by the rudder.
Upon seeing this, Fangzheng recalled the dragon boat races of ethnic minorities that he had seen on the Internet. They all had their own characteristics and were unique. However, he did not have the chance to watch them. He was content with what was in front of him.
Fangzheng looked at the burly men and ignored their questions. He quietly watched the bustle.
With the sound of the starting gun, the members of the five teams exerted their strength at the same time. The dragon boat seemed to be flying as it sped up, creating white waves on the surface of the water … The onlookers on both sides of the river cheered loudly, cheering, cheering! They were basically cheering for their own village's team.
Of course, there were also people who cheered blindly, such as the people beside Fangzheng.
"Team Red, all the best! Aiyah, Team Yellow has caught up. Team Yellow, all the best! "
"Team Red has fallen behind. Haha, all the best! Aiyah, Team Yellow has been overtaken again. All the best, Team Red! "
Fangzheng felt like his head was about to explode when he heard that. He gave Lone Wolf and Squirrel a smack on the head. "Can't the two of you just stand by the side and cheer? Team Red and Team Yellow one moment. Why are you shouting blindly? "
Squirrel said aggrievedly, "I just want to win. Who cares who wins? It's fine as long as I cheer for the winner."
Lone Wolf added, "I obviously support the strong. I'll support whoever wins."
Fangzheng was left speechless.
Back when Fangzheng was handing out the dumplings, Fangzheng had just left a farmer's house when he heard an inquiry.
"Old Xie, who was that just now?"
In One Finger Village, the only one with a bad leg, Xie Dongsheng, who was addressed as Cripple Xie, looked at the dumpling in his hand and said with a smile, "It's One Finger Monastery's abbot, Venerable Fangzheng. Isn't it a festival today? He's giving everyone some dumplings."
"What? A monk is giving things to the villagers? This … This is really odd. I see many monasteries only accept and not give. " As he spoke, a man in a flowery shirt walked out of the house. He scooped a bowl of rice and entered again.
Xie Dongsheng, who had a bad leg, limped in. Inside the house, there was a huge table on the stove bed. There was also a round table on the ground. At that moment, it was filled with guests.
Xie Dongsheng had been crippled in his early years, but he was still mentally handicapped. Since it was difficult to earn money through physical labor, he decided to use his brain. Although everyone laughed at him for wanting to use his brain despite being illiterate, it was a joke. But eventually, he found a way to make a living. He opened an online store on the Internet. Although business wasn't good, it wasn't a problem for him to support his family.
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