Chapter 1131: The Shadow of the Lantern

According to the different customs between the north and the south, traditionally speaking, July 14th and July 15th are the Ghost Festival.

On July 14th of the lunar calendar, a lot of tourists gathered on the beach in Dongbin City, with all skin colors, and many families came with their families.

Among them, there are many old people who are not very interested in high-tech gadgets like the lazy god system.

Most of them gathered in the "River Lantern District" in the east, holding river lanterns one after another, and some people who spoke local dialects held miniature wooden boats in their hands.

This is a local custom. Unlike other places where river lanterns are set off, Dongbin City has a traditional custom of setting up small wooden boats because of the coastal relationship.

This wooden boat is like a traditional boat used by fishermen to go fishing. The hull is made of wood, exuding the fragrance of logs. Put a note, or directly engrave the name of the deceased, light a candle on the bow, put some tribute, and put it into the sea.

These small boats can float on the sea, even if they are overturned, they will not sink. They are more durable than river lanterns and can go farther.

On both sides of the river lantern area, there are a few security guards checking the river lanterns of people who come. Some river lanterns are made of oil paper or biodegradable materials, but some are made of plastic river lanterns. When I met such a person , the two security guards took back the river lamp, and then gave them a small wooden boat.

Beside them, seven or eight old men with dark complexion and deep wrinkles like knives are making wooden boats on the spot. There are a large amount of wood and wood piled up beside them. There is a machine, the whole log goes in, and it is quickly divided into the shape of the hull. The little robot ran to fetch it, handed it to a few old people, and then the skilled old man wove a few times to make a small wooden boat. high speed.

Many people gathered around, looking at the handicrafts of the old people, but they didn't feel bored.

Fan Jiaqi walked among the crowd, and said to Lu Zhenguo, who was watching silently beside him: "I saw these small wooden boats when I was young. At that time, every time it came to the Ghost Festival, my grandfather could make a lot of money with this craft. Tobacco, alcohol, and meat, after my grandfather passed away, I haven’t seen it for thirty or forty years in the blink of an eye, I didn’t expect anyone to know this craft..."

Fan Jiaqi's mother is from Dongbin, who grew up in this city when she was a child, and she was very emotional at this time.

Someone next to him was very good at business, and hurried over to help him ask for a wooden boat. Fan Jiaqi did not refuse, and after taking it, he took out the money and said, "Someone go buy me a pack of cigarettes."

The entourage next to him just wanted to pick it up, but Fan Jiaqi slapped his head and said, "I'm stupid."

He took out his mobile phone, tapped it a few times, and after a while, a drone descended from the sky and handed him a few packs of cigarettes.

Fan Jiaqi walked up to the old man who helped him weave the wooden boat just now, and silently put the pack of cigarettes beside the old man.

The old man looked at him, grinning and nodding.

At this moment, Fan Jiaqi felt as if he had returned to the summer decades ago. Grandpa sat beside him, using a small wooden file to frustrate pieces of wood into boat shapes, and said to Fan Jiaqi while he was frustrating: "Big treasure, tonight, grandpa I'll buy you candy."

Several folks came into the yard: "Second Uncle, don't forget my boat, where do I put my two catties of rock sugar?"

The memory has faded into old photos, but everything in front of me evokes the dusty memory long ago.

The little robot next to him saw the cigarettes next to the old man, and Tan Tan probed his head and walked over, reaching out to pick it up. Fan Jiaqi couldn't laugh or cry, and kicked it with his feet: "Go, go! Go and play!"

The little robot glared at him, and raised the hull in his hand, which meant that it brought the hull, and it also had credit for it.

"Uh..." Fan Jiaqi was speechless. He touched his body, found some coins from somewhere, and handed them to the little robot: "Here, take them to buy candy."

The little robot took it happily and put it in the small box on his chest.

A big hand stretched out from behind the little robot, touched its round shell, and said, "Good boy, bring me a few more boats." The little robot yelled happily, and then galloped to work again.

Fan Jiaqi couldn't help smiling, then shook his head.

Seeing Fan Jiaqi doing this, a child came in holding a pack of cigarettes, looked at him, looked at the old man in front of him, and said embarrassingly: "Grandpa, my father asked me to ask if I can change to a small boat."

The old man smiled, picked up a boat beside him, and handed it over.

The child happily took it, dropped the cigarette and turned around to run away.

A voice came from behind: "Thank you, Grandpa?"

The child quickly stopped, turned around and said loudly, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

The old man grinned happily again.

When the child ran past Fan Jiaqi, Fan Jiaqi couldn't help reaching out and touching his head, as if seeing himself decades ago.

When Fan Jiaqi did this, it was as if a switch was turned on. Many people who did not bring river lights lined up to change boats.

And there were a few young people who did not leave after changing to the river lantern, staring at the side, and started to get started after a while: "Is this the way? Do this? Do this again?"

After a while, the boundaries became less and less obvious. A group of elderly people surrounded many people, and Fan Jiaqi and the others were squeezed out.

Lu Zhenguo became more emotional when he saw it. He sighed: "What is tradition and what is inheritance? Tradition without a mass foundation, no matter how elegant and magnificent, is just self-admiration and cannot last. After a hundred years, when we are all gone, these children , will also use this method to pay homage to us."

"Yes, yes." Fan Jiaqi said.

In the "River Lantern Release Area", Tianfeng docked quietly.

It was originally a huge and incomparably huge offshore dock. At this time, its hull was half submerged in the water, and its sides extended out, forming a huge U-shaped channel.

In this U-shaped channel, the sea water is suppressed to be calm, and several small spouts create an outward flow of water under the sea surface. River lanterns and wooden boats are put into the channel and drift forward in a row. After a few minutes , come out from the other side of the channel.

Even so, they did not spread out in disorder. Under the sea surface, the Lazy God System placed a lot of magnetic fluid propellers, and two pairs of them sprayed water outwards, and they relayed each other to create a stable artificial ocean current under the sea surface. The lights merged into a ribbon like the Milky Way, some were extinguished, some were overturned, but they still drifted tenaciously into the distance.

Under the sea that others cannot see, the underwater office and living area of ​​Lazy God Island has already been built.

In the restaurant on one side, many employees of the Lazy God Department are enjoying delicious food. Nanming and Zhang Feilin are also sitting opposite each other in the corner. Since the establishment of this place, it has become one of Nanming's favorite dining places. The two of them Every day I choose a meal and come here to sit for a while.

The lights suddenly went out, and the two raised their heads, subconsciously clenched each other's hands.

Endless lights stretch forward in a zigzag, like a street market in the sky.