Local Chronicle（六）

One year, I went back to the lantern festival. Actually regardless of travel fatigue. Follow the film's dragon dance team, marching drums to loud on the street. Performing candles in the dragon accidentally burned by fireworks right hand. Unbearable burning, unable to find a doctor, Abiao quickly took me home and told his wife Jen and ash added with salt into a paste dip pain. When Jen told me to drink tea son, when I found Abiao home from the farm the secret speech Zhi, he had a son. Abiao said with a smile, you see what I come home from the farm because of it! Family planning at the farm by this heir he is not the son of Tim. The moment I do not know what to say, I am not even half the Marxist-Leninist, I can not Abiao pulling the braids. We really sometimes difficult to make between the modern and the traditional evaluation and choice. Just touched his son's head and said that he looks like your child, Hutouhunao, but docile temperament issues such as his mother. Abiao said his son, do not call to great-uncle. Long eyelashes flashing his son shouted, great-uncle good! Sound a little like the movies (Wanjun) where the little girl.
All along, I do not think Abiao with Zhalong some income to dare to go home, of course, what else he can do, which is the primary reason for continuing the family line. This can not be changed by any force of traditional thinking. Thanks to heavy well off, and some sly gave him such a local shelter and rely on. This city is not replicated by computer. Long needs transmission, while the native can not do without the dragon. Are their own and their own local native, is a flesh and blood relationship.
Spring of 1991. My article entitled "Zhalong" prose, with a heavy feeling, published in local (Hainan Daily) on. I have to thank director Andrew supplement to, and Hairpin editing, have the courage to publish this in the mainstream party newspaper on or at certain times during the Cultural Revolution was dismissed as superstition and sectarian fights root causes of things.
There are those who lived in the home of Taiwan. Although the years have been his sixtieth, regardless of travel on the sea, back to the lantern festival almost every year. Dragon and events, sweet and lingering feelings of local flavor, and my heart is thicker than water flowing in the Gurouzhiqing, are pleased eyeful enjoy the glory.