After we got off the stage, the one on stilts who took a break for a while twisted a few times very unprofessionally, and then, the performance of the entire military band was completely over. A group of old men and old ladies sitting below still looked like they were still not finished. Of course, it may also be because they did not expect that the military band performance in our family would end so quickly.
Ever since my uncle mentioned to me that the funeral home was looking for someone, I have been busy. First is "running hall". In the gap between "running hall" and "walking on stilts", I have to go to the venue to watch the performance to smoke and smoke. This is a custom that has recently formed in the local area. No matter what your business is, whether you invite a theater troupe (usually a happy event) or a military band (certainly a trivial matter), as long as it involves a performance, as long as someone comes to watch it, Then, during the process of watching the neighbors, the person in charge of the house must give out sugar and smoke to show their gratitude. Cigarettes are generally distributed to adult men, and sugar is generally distributed to women and children. Those who come to watch are usually people from the village who are relatively close to each other, so they are familiar with each other. If you meet a woman who has a habit of smoking, then the person in charge of the house must also give her a cigarette. Otherwise, it will be considered rude. In fact, I don't often stay in my hometown, so I don't fully understand the habits of many people in this village. However, I am the only male in the family now, and this smoking and sugar thing cannot be shirked. Therefore, after my mother and my cousin reminded me that women who smoked should also smoke, they added: "You don't have to worry too much. If someone doesn't understand and makes a mistake, then you don't have to worry about it." Too much blame. After all, everyone knows you're not home much!"
In the anxiety of being rude, my wife and I came to the venue to watch the performance. When I saw the dense crowd of people, I felt a little dazed. God! There are so many people, and they are next to each other! How should I post it? This is not in a movie theater, there are aisles both horizontally and vertically. They all sat spontaneously and without organization and order. They were all right next to each other, and they belonged to the kind that were so dense that they couldn't be inserted even if they wanted to "seek every stitch". Perhaps, giving candy to a smoking woman, people can still express their understanding to a certain extent. After all, since I am not at home often, it is unlikely that I have an incomparable understanding of everyone's living habits. However, if there is a leak, then there will definitely be a lot of scolding. Moreover, this is a fundamentally inexplicable faux pas, and it is a more serious faux pas than the wrong hair (candy instead of smoke). Therefore, such fatal omissions must never be made.
After a short period of stupefaction, I already had a calculation in my heart. The entire venue is rectangular, so with the wide central axis as the boundary, I simply divided the audience into two parts. After being cut into two pieces, in fact, it is still impossible for me to complete the important task of making smoke and sugar, but in this way, there are only two or three rows left where I can't reach. Of course, the two or three rows of people close to the central axis also had to send out. I can't reach it, but can't they ask the people in the front row or the back row to help pass it?
After the calculation was over, I immediately acted. I distributed cigarettes in front, one for each person; my wife followed me closely and distributed candies to those who hadn¡¯t received cigarettes. The candies were picked up casually, but when they met children, they would grab a little more. From the moment I started to smoke and sugar, my brain started to run at high speed. Because, I have to remember who the half of the people I just posted are at the boundary. Only by remembering clearly can we absolutely avoid the occurrence of missed incidents. At first, my worries about hair mistakes were actually unnecessary. Because, whenever I make a mistake, the person sitting next to the woman will cajole and remind me that I should smoke her. Of course, most of the people in our village don¡¯t know their wives, so while I¡¯m smoking, I have to take care of my wife, especially when asking others to help pass sugar to people we can¡¯t reach. Halfway through the distribution, the few packs of cigarettes I carried were completely empty, so I had to ask my wife to pause for a while, while I hurried home to get the cigarettes.
After another half-circle, the few packs of cigarettes I just took were empty again. Don't forget, besides this, there are many women and children who are just sugar. Therefore, according to my incomplete statistics, there were at least two to three hundred people who came to watch the performance this time.
After we posted it, my father's two nephews also went to post it. Of course, my sister and brother-in-law must also send it. In the end, my wife and I had to send it again. Generally speaking, the host family has to post twice. The first time, at the beginning, means welcome; the last time, at the end, means farewell. From this new custom, it is not difficult to see that our people here are quite warm and hospitable. This custom can also be regarded as a microcosm of the customs of the entire Chinese nation. From this, I seem to have a better understanding of the title of the nation's "state of etiquette".
Military Band EndsAfter ??, I was finally able to relax a bit. As soon as I relaxed, I just thought about the cigarettes that my uncle mentioned to me earlier. Thinking about it now, my aunt is a relative of our family after all. Just now, I didn't know many of those who watched the performance at the venue. I can give out five or six packs of cigarettes to those who are irrelevant. Is it true that I am reluctant to part with two packs of cigarettes for my relatives? Not to mention that my aunt asked me for cigarettes, maybe it was to clear up the relationship, even if he really fooled me, I would give him two packs of cigarettes to smoke, so what? Thinking of this, I resolutely decided to give my uncle two packs of cigarettes no matter what.
When I paid attention to my aunt again, I found that he was sitting in a corner secretly alone. From the red and swollen eyes, it is not difficult to see that after crying, he must have shed a lot of tears. Thinking of my uncle's embarrassing appearance when he asked me for two packs of cigarettes but I politely refused, I couldn't help feeling regretful. Alas, at that time, did I go too far?
I walked up and called softly: "Brother"
"Hmm" Uncle responded instinctively, and then sat in the corner with a sad expression.
Seeing his heartfelt sadness, the regret in my heart became more and more intense. "Here." I said as I handed him two packs of cigarettes.
My aunt shook her head, but didn't reach out to take it. "You're right, such cigarettes are really bad for death." Just when I was embarrassed, my uncle reached out and took out two packs of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, "So, I decided to go to the small shop outside to buy them." I bought two packs, and it¡¯s 50 yuan a pack, so I should be able to get it.¡± (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com