Ningbo folk custom sacrifice stove composition online

The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is an important folk festival before the Spring Festival, which is called "Festival of Sacrificing Kitchen Stove". At this time, people can't help but welcome the joy of the New Year, stop all kinds of work in their hands, and are busy with the sacrificial activities of offering sacrifices to the gods years ago.

Legend has it that in ancient times, an old couple had only one son, and they loved his son very much. But because the family was poor, I had to let my son dig coal. The old man has missed his son for a long time. This day, the old woman asked the old man to see the coal mine. On the way, the old man met a barefoot fellow traveler, and the two became more and more familiar and very harmonious.

During the chat, the old man learned that the barefoot film was ordered by Yan to take back 100 miners. The old man was in a hurry and begged his son to stay barefoot. Barefoot agreed. Seeing his son, the old man pretended to be ill, and his son was waiting around and unable to go down the well. Soon, something happened in the coal mine, and the old man quickly took his son home.

In a blink of an eye, three years passed. On the night of the twelfth lunar month, the old man remembered what happened that year and couldn't help telling his wife. Who knows, the kitchen god heard it. On the evening of 23rd, Kitchen God told the Jade Emperor about it. The Jade Emperor became angry from embarrassment, and immediately punished the barefoot piece and took away the old man's son.

Because of this, on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, people respect Zhao Jun for eating sweets, hoping that he will stop gossiping after he goes to the Heavenly Palace. Over time, the custom of offering sacrifices to stoves on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month was formed.

That night, our family prepared all kinds of fruits in advance for offering sacrifices to the stove. When the time comes, we will put fruit, sugar, incense and candles. Mom and dad put their hands together and began to worship, saying, "Mr. Sacrifice stove, I hope you will bless our whole family with good health and good luck next year, bless the country, bless the country and bless the people."

In just over 30 minutes, this sacrificial activity passed. While cleaning up, my father smiled and said, "Irregular, irregular, but our mind is here!" " I picked out my favorite candy and had a good meal. I think the wisdom of our ancient working people is really smart. Such a beautiful legend has been handed down and let me have a hearty meal today.