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Title: Bacchus Xu Heng

Summary: Whether it is sweet or painful, few people are willing to forget the one they love

On the second day, Shi Mu and I set off early in the morning, and caught the shepherd who came out of the yurt by the lake.After we made gestures and handed him a dime of silver, he took us to Saishangbie Market.He ate two scones on the way.

We arrived at the Sezanbe market at night, the shepherd waved goodbye, and the market stopped selling.The bazaar is a dozen or so square flat-roofed houses built along the river, with walls made of clods and stones.Next to each house is a dome room similar to a yurt.Kazakhs came and went around us.Regardless of men and women, the costumes are covered with gold, silver, coral, pearls, etc., shining brightly under the firelight from the houses of each household.Some children came to see us.Shi Mu put a palm mine in the open space, and the children clapped their hands and shouted in Kazakh.

I said to Shi Mu: "I don't know what Dionysus looks like, but at least he is not a Kazakh. You once said that he is a Han Chinese." Shi Mu said, "Yes, Tan Qing?" I said, "Yes."

After a while, a woman came running from the flat-roofed house.Although she still has a Kazakh exotic appearance, her dress is different from other Kazakh women.The head is covered with white swan fur, various colored cloth strips are tied around the neck, and a cane is held.She asked, "Which one is the leader?" She was fluent in Chinese, but it was plain and strange.

Shi Mu said: "Me." I said: "My name is Li Ping." The woman smiled: "My name is Ayman. I am Xu Heng's lover. Xu Heng is cooking, I will lead you away. A passing Kazakh saluted: "Husinasi!" Shi Mu and I followed her, and I said, "Ah, so you are Husinasi." Ayman said, "Yes, our Husinasi Naxi usually travels around for divination and divination. In order to wait for you, Xu Heng and I have lived in Saishangbie Bazaar for half a year. I saw a lot of sheep dung." She pushed open the door of the flat-roofed house.There is a wine jar in the right corner of the house, with a big belly, a small bottom and a round mouth, and the whole body is covered with black glaze.The glaze color is uniform, gloomy and solemn, and the momentum is majestic, which is impressive in a room of utensils.Shi Mu asked, "Sheep dung and eggs?" Ayman said, "Our divination is based on sheep dung and eggs."

Ayman pushed open the door of the domed room from the left side of the flat-roofed room, and said, "Ah Heng, your leader and Li Ping have arrived." According to Tan Qing, the 25-year-old Xu Heng was frying dough with mutton fat.Winter slaughtered meat hangs on the column.Xu Heng was tall and slender, turned his head and smiled: "Xu Heng sees the leader." She is graceful and graceful, with an eight-petal red flower tattooed on her right cheek, adding to her charm.

It's her, not him.

Smoke wafted from the roof ring of the dome.Ayman said: "The meat on the pillar has been smoked, and I will cut it for you tomorrow."

Xu Heng said: "Li Ping, why are you surprised?" Shi Mu beside him should also be a little surprised, but he has no expression and can't tell.Ayman said: "Did someone in your religion say that Aheng is a man?"

"No." Shi Mu said.I said: "Tan Qing, Sanyanluo, Shiyanluo, none of them said that Xu Heng, the god of wine, is a man. It's just that I have a preconceived idea."

Xu Heng put the dough on the plate: "Go to the house to eat, do you want to drink?" I waved my hand: "I just quit drinking, so I dare not drink."

The four of us sat around and ate in the flat-roofed house.There was an empty bowl in front of him, and there was still something unrecognizable, such as scones and mutton fried dough on the table.Ayimu said: "Noodles covered with a small piece of mutton are called Naren, and they are eaten by grabbing." She grabbed it in her hand and put it in her mouth.Shi Mu followed suit, but I hesitated. "These are the chopsticks I used, let's make do with it." Xu Heng handed over a pair of chopsticks.I took the noodles and said, "Thank you." Xu Heng stood up and said, "If you don't drink alcohol, let me make Kazakh milk tea." I was surprised: "Do you add milk to the tea?" Xu Heng went to the dome Scoop a big ladle of milk out of the room and pour it into a bowl for four people: "Well, put the cooked milk first." Then pour tea into it with a large teapot: "This is strong tea made with brick tea." Finally, she sprinkled it into the bowl. Salt: "Taste it." Shi Mu drank it all in one breath and said, "Come again." I took a sip and said, "It's rich and fragrant." Ayimu went to the dome and brought back something: "It's cold, I want Add white pepper noodles. Do you add it?" The three of us shook our heads, and Xu Heng blocked the tea bowl: "Although white pepper noodles can keep the cold away, I still don't add it." Ayimu pecked her neck: "If you don't add it, you won't Plus." Xu Heng's face was slightly red.I coughed and asked, "Come here and see how brightly dressed the Kazakhs are."

Ayim said: "Because it is almost the Navruz festival." I said: "What kind of festival is Navruz?" Xu Heng explained: "'Nauruz' is a Kazakh language, which means saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Meaning. The Nauruz Festival is the Kazakh New Year, and it will take three days. Eat Nauruz rice tomorrow morning.” Shi Mu asked: “It’s delicious?” Xu Heng smiled: “The leader will know after eating it.” In the corner The black wine jar exudes the aroma of aged fine wine, which always attracts me.I couldn't help asking: "The little Dionysian statue in my Chang'an home is holding a small wine jug. Dionysus, is Dionysus Ling the black wine jar?"

"Yes." Xu Heng readily admitted, "It contains 'previous history'. After my master and I found the ancient prescription and restored it, the master passed the Dionysus to me. But no one has volunteered to try it. Probably whether it is sweet or painful, there will always be Few people are willing to forget the one they love." Ayimu put his arms around her waist and said, "I don't want to forget you."

In the evening, Ayimu and Xu Heng went to the room on the right side of the house, and Shi Mu and I slept in the room.He blew out the suet lamp and lay down beside me.

On the morning of February 23rd in the eighth year of Yongxi, Ayimu came out of the room, holding a strange piano.The piano bar is slender, and the elliptical sound box made of pine is flat, with small holes for pronunciation, and two gut strings.Xu Heng followed her out, set the dining table and went to the dome room on the left: "I'll make Navruz rice." Ayimu tried his voice twice, and said to us: "This is dombra. Ordinary people can also play it, But when calling the gods, every Husinasi has its own dombra." While speaking, Kazakhs entered the house in groups.Ayim hugged them and spoke Kazakh which Shi Mu and I did not understand.After those people hugged Ayimu, they warmly embraced Shi Mu and me.Aimu played the dombra next to her.

"Congratulations on the New Year." She said in the middle.

Xu Heng brought several bowls of porridge to distribute to everyone in the house, and when he brought them to Shi Mu, he said: "Seven kinds of boiled rice, millet, wheat, flour, cheese, salt, and meat." Shi Mu said, "It's delicious!" She went back , brought out five large pots and put them on the table, picked up a piece of sausage and put it in my hand and said: "The horse meat stored last year. There are fat sausages, neck, rib sausage, minced meat sausage, pelvic bone meat, Li Ping, you try them all." ’” Then both the host and guest ate and danced to the accompaniment of Ayim’s dombra.