Yesterday, the grandson of the uncle's family hinged and asked me to greet the guest (kei), but I was disliked by the aunt of the family, and after listening to the reason, I suddenly realized... Uncle Came to me and said it was a feast for his grandson's hinges,

Yesterday, the grandson of the uncle's family hinged and asked me to greet the guest (kei), but I was disliked by the aunt of the family, and after listening to the reason, I suddenly realized...

Uncle Came to me, saying that it was his grandson's hinge feast, let me help welcome the guests (kei dialect a sound), I wonder ah, according to the welcome of this work must be arranged and the guests of the same generation also have to talk and have weight, how can I take my turn?

The uncle coughed in embarrassment: "What, the main guest your village chief uncle to meet, you go to pick up the basket, this is not our narrow alley, the car can not come in."

The visitors can only get off at the head of the village, and the satchel is a hard job, which does not think of you. Great nephew, suffered..."

Our custom here, after having a child, boys 11 days and girls 9 days, grandma and uncle to the child's hair hinges, what it means we don't know, anyway, it is handed down from the ancestors.

Grandma's family would prepare two baskets, one containing two dresses, brand new from head to toe, including hats, shoes, and socks. Generally clothes are cotton.

The other basket is filled with brown sugar egg noodles and so on to make the food to be eaten, and the portion will be very heavy.

Since the uncle has spoken, I am respectful rather than obedient, and I am going to eat anyway.

At half past ten, my relatives called and said that they were almost there, and a group of us arrived at the entrance of the village to greet us.

The car stopped, and a half-grown boy opened the trunk and handed over two baskets, and a cousin took the one that put the clothes on, and I took the heavy one, lifted it up, and left.

A middle-aged woman instructed: "You two go together, and two baskets enter the gate together..."

Looking at my cousin holding the flute and not being able to walk, I took it by the hand: "I'll hold it, not heavy." ”

The cousin hey hey Yile, let go of the hand, "Good boy, is young Ha ..."

I walked in front, and the middle-aged woman in the back trotted and said, "Young, young, you slow down..."

When I reached the gate, I was about to enter the door with my flute and was pulled by the woman who was panting and catching me. Just as the uncle came out, the woman's eyes narrowed:

"Father-in-law, you see who you are looking for, four or six don't understand anything, if I don't pick it up quickly, he will go in!"

Uncle Laughed and said no, I was confused: What's wrong, don't go in and put the basket outside?

Only to see the woman (who later learned that it was the grandmother of the mother-in-law's child) put the basket in the doorway, reached out and untied the four corners of the bag that was draped over the basket, and said, "Okay, take it in." ”

I was still confused when I put my things in the house. The eldest lady told me: "The old man said that the horns on the flute are incomprehensible, and the child talks late, and it is easy to be dumb..."

I suddenly realized, and this statement, ah, no wonder people are angry.

Long see. Friends, do you have this custom?