According to legend, Sakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism, attained enlightenment on the eighth day of December, so Laba is also a Buddhist festival, also known as "Buddha's achievement".
Laba noodles: In some places in northern China where little or no rice is produced, people eat Laba noodles instead of Laba porridge. The next day, on the morning of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the whole family will eat Laba noodles.
According to the legend of Laba Festival, there was a farmer's house earlier, and the old couple were guarding a son. The old man is a hard-working man, who spends all day in the fields, goes out early and returns late, intensively cultivates several acres of farmland every year. My wife is a thrifty person. She built a melon shed in the yard to cover the sky and spread the vegetables on the ground for three meals a day. Although her family is not rich, she has food and clothing all year round. The old couple are not only hardworking and thrifty, but also kind-hearted. When they meet someone, they often bring some rice to help others to tide over the difficulties.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, their son was seventeen or eighteen. Although big and small, they are not as lazy as his parents. This is also from eating to opening your mouth to coquetry. When I grow up, I still eat and sleep, wander around and do nothing.
One day, the old man touched his gray beard and felt old. He said to his son, "parents can only raise you young, not old." You have to sweat to eat. You should learn to grow crops in the future. " My son snorted. He went in one ear and out the other. He was still wandering around, eating and sleeping.
Soon, the old couple married their son's wife. I want my son to be a family, and this young couple should know how to work and live. I just know that this daughter-in-law is as lazy as her son, she doesn't take grass, she doesn't sleep, she stays at sunrise and at sunset, she doesn't move her needle and thread, she doesn't go into the kitchen, and she doesn't help her.
One day, my wife was full of white hair and knew that the soil had been buried in her neck. She said to her daughter-in-law, "Diligence is a cash cow and thrift is a cornucopia. To live a good life, thrift is a treasure. " The daughter-in-law turned a deaf ear to these words and didn't take a word to heart.
A few years later, the old couple was seriously ill and bedridden. They called the young couple to the bed and told them again and again, "If you want to live a rich life, the rooster has to crow three times to get up. Men should work hard, women should knit more ... "The old couple died together before the words were finished.
The young couple asked the villagers to bury two old people, look at the rice in the grain tank and the clothes in the cotton box in the cupboard. The humanitarian said, "Don't worry about eating and drinking, why go down to the mountain to bask in the sun?" The woman said, "There are light clothes in summer and cotton in winter. Why should we spin to the sun?" Echoing each other from afar, a young couple has long forgotten the wills of the two old people.
Year after year passed, and several acres of land became grassland gardens. There are fewer and fewer daily necessities, clothes, shoes and socks at home. The young couple are in no hurry. As long as someone stutters, they are lazy. Flowers bloom and fall, and autumn goes to winter. There is no food in the field, and there is no food and clothing at home. The young couple were speechless, and the neighbors looked at the face of the dead old man. The host gave him a bun and Lucy sent a bowl of soup. The young couple are still thinking, "Begging can also kill time."
In the twelfth month, the weather is getting colder and colder. On the eighth day, it was freezing and dripping into ice. As the saying goes: "Pull up Bala and freeze to death' beggar'." The young couple had no fire in their mouths, no clothes on their bodies and no food in their bellies, and curled up on the cool kang mat to "sift the chaff". But four eyes are still searching in the room. I suddenly found some Mi Dou in the seam of the kang, so I buckled it out by hand. I also found rice grains in the cracks, all of which were dug out. This is a lifesaver. They grabbed a handful and put it in the pot. Put the grass spread on the kang into the stove, and cooked a pot of miscellaneous porridge like this. There are millet, corn, soybeans, adzuki beans, sorghum, dried vegetable leaves ... anything that can satisfy the hunger is put in. After cooking, everyone ate a bowl and ate sadly. At this time, the two remembered the teachings of the two old people and regretted not listening early. It's too late now.
Just as the young couple were sad, a strong wind blew over. Because the house is in disrepair, it is in tatters. As soon as the wind blew, the house collapsed and the young couple were pinned down. When the neighbors came to dig, they were all dead, and there was half a bowl of miscellaneous bean porridge next to them. Since then, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, every household has cooked a pot of mixed rice porridge for children to eat, and told the children the story of mixed rice porridge to educate them. In this way, one spread ten, ten spread a hundred, and the farther it spread; Fathers pass on children, and children pass on grandchildren. Has been passed down to modern times. Formed the custom of eating "miscellaneous rice porridge" on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Because this kind of porridge is eaten on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is called "Laba porridge".