The first day of February every year is the "birthday of the sun", commonly known as: the birthday of the sun, also known as the "Zhonghe Festival".
Every day on this day, relatives and friends will drink neutral wine to worship the sun god, and give each other knives and rulers to encourage farming.
However, in quite remote places, ordinary people do not pay much attention to the Zhonghe Festival. Apart from kneeling before the sun, there is nothing else.
Look, because of the custom of men not worshiping the moon and women not worshiping the sun, after several men in Wu Meili's family knelt down to worship the sun, they welcomed relatives and friends from all over.
However, it is worth mentioning that they did not come here to give each other knives and rulers to encourage farming, but for Bao'er's full moon gift.
Baoer was born on the first day of the Lunar New Year. A month later, on the first day of February, it was time to invite relatives and friends to the full moon party.
Early in the morning, Bao'er stayed in a bright room, wearing only a red bellyband embroidered with a few simple patterns, babbling and playing with her feet.
It's early spring now, and the weather isn't too cold anymore. But the kang was still burning in the room, for fear that as a baby, Bao'er would get cold. Especially when she only has a bellyband and no clothes, she feels cool just by looking at her.
No, Madam Zhou, who came here specially from her husband's family, felt bad when she saw Bao'er like this as soon as she entered the room.
"Mom, why doesn't Bao'er even have a swaddling clothes on him? Be careful of getting cold."
Wu Meili followed Lady Zhou's gaze, smiled disapprovingly, and explained.
"Daughter, don't underestimate this niece of yours. She was born extraordinary. How can she be compared to ordinary children? If you don't believe it, go and touch it."
After Mrs. Zhou heard such confident words, she walked up dubiously and touched the baby with its arms and legs exposed.
Even though Bao'er was only wearing a bellyband, she was already very warm. When Mrs. Zhou, who was still wearing a cotton-padded jacket, touched her, she felt like she was touching a flame. It's still the kind of flame that can keep people warm but can't hurt anyone.
But on the contrary, Bao'er only felt a cold breath coming towards him, and something cold was attached to his body. She quickly waved her arms and stared at her legs, trying to get rid of the cold thing.
"Oops, I froze my baby. I'm sorry, baby, I'll take my hand away right now."
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Zhou really took her hand away.
She thought happily: Bao'er's body was so hot, like a big stove, that she almost couldn't bear to remove her hand.
The cold hands left, and Bao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was playing with her feet, babbling, and looking around excitedly.
Mrs. Zhou sitting on the kang beside her, warmed her hands in the warm quilt, and then opened the package she brought into the house.
"Mom, bring in my aunt's hat, aunt's shoes, and my mother's bedding. You see, I made a few hats for our baby to see if our baby likes them."
When the package was opened, no less than ten hats were revealed. They are all tiger head hats in various designs, which look quite cute.
Wu Meili's eyes lit up, she took a hat and touched the vivid patterns on it, and said excitedly.
"Daughter, you are interested."
Mrs. Zhou didn't take it seriously, waved her hand as if she didn't care at all, and said with a dumb smile.
"This is the first niece in my natal family, so of course I have to take it seriously."
As she spoke, she picked up a tiger head hat, waved it in front of Bao'er, and asked with a smile.
"Bao'er, Bao'er, do you like the hat your aunt made for you?"
Bao'er, who was lying on the kang, looked at the colorful flowers in front of him, stretched out his arms curiously, and carefully touched the tiger ears on his hat.
"It seems that Bao'er likes it very much!"
Mrs. Zhou said this observation with a smile, and teased her little niece more carefully with the tiger head hat in her hand.
After a while, Bao'er discovered that Mrs. Zhou, an aunt who was full of kindness towards her, was playing with her, and she also joined in with a smile.
It's really boring to be alone in a place with no one to talk to and no one to play with.
Wu Meili sat aside, touched Bao'er's very thick black hair, and said with concern.
"Daughter, it doesn't matter if you make less things, as long as your heart comes to it. Tell me if you stayed up all night for Bao'er's hat."
Mrs. Zhou didn't know how many times she had heard such words, but she still didn't show any sign of boredom. She replied with a smile while teasing her little niece.
"Mom, I have kept what you said in mind, and I will not make mistakes casually. My daughter knows that no matter what the situation, health is the most important thing."
After Wu Meili heard this, she nodded with satisfaction. Then, he patted his knees, stood up, and explained casually.
"You help your sister-in-law take care of Bao'er while I go outside to greet the guests. If Bao'er cries, you can help take care of her. She is easy to take care of. She only cries when she wants to eat, drink and relieve herself."
"Okay, Mom, I will help look after Bao'er."
Mrs. Zhou nodded and continued teasing Bao'er. At the same time, she knew in her heart that Bao'er didn't use much effort.
Otherwise, with Bao'er's natural strength, the tiger head hat would have changed hands long ago. She is still deeply impressed by Bao'er's strength to this day.
Bao'er was born not long ago, so naturally he didn't think much about it. He just looked at his aunt very cooperatively, and stretched out his arm to grab the tiger hat from time to time.
After almost a cup of tea, Mrs. Zhou looked at the remaining tiger head hat in the package. Instead of teasing her little niece, she held the tiger head hat and said.
"Bao'er, I made you twelve hats, enough for you to use for the next year. You see, this hat is stuffed with cotton and has a relatively small mouth. It is for you to wear now. It is warm and comfortable. Guaranteed to fit. Look at this hat again. I made it out of cut silk. The hat is slightly larger and is specially made for you to wear in summer. Don’t dislike it because it is made of rags. Silk and satin are too It’s too expensive, your aunt and I can’t afford it…”
Bao'er was a very good listener. He kept looking at Mrs. Zhou with his big black eyes and listened quietly to Mrs. Zhou's statement.
This well-behaved look really looks like a little adult. Mrs. Zhou, who was introducing each hat, couldn't help but sigh that Bao'er was really a unique child.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Zhou had introduced all twelve hats. And he placed the hats in a circle, just where Baoer could reach them.
As soon as the hat was put down, Bao'er became excited, grabbed a tiger head hat, held it high, and started playing alone.
Mrs. Zhou looked at the tiger head hat in her little niece's hand with a confused face, and a big question mark flashed on her forehead.
Can a baby who is just one month old be able to lift a tiger hat
It seems impossible!
Mrs. Zhou looked at her little niece and felt that she was not sure. I can only sigh once again that this niece is born extraordinary.
Sighing helplessly, she carefully took out a booklet from her arms and said to her little niece.
"Bao'er, let me read to you. I know you can understand it, so you must study hard!"
When Bao'er, who was playing with the tiger hat, heard this, he quickly threw away the tiger hat in his hand and stared at Mrs. Zhou without blinking.
Mrs. Zhou smiled, touched Bao'er's head again, and began to read from the booklet.
Baoer listened with great interest and echoed a few words from time to time. If anyone is careful here, they will definitely find that Bao'er's babbling tone is almost exactly the same as Mrs. Zhou's reading tone.
Before I had finished reading the words on a pamphlet, the door to the room opened again. Mrs. Zhou closed her mouth, put the booklet in her hand back into her arms, and said to the person who just entered the door with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, who is this?"
When Zheng Hehua saw Mrs. Zhou, she also smiled and introduced her to the people on both sides.
"Eldest sister, this is my eldest sister Chunhua, she took care of me when I was a child. Eldest sister, this is my sister-in-law, eldest lady, I often call her eldest sister."
Mrs. Zhou understood immediately. It turned out that she was the sister-in-law He Hua's maiden sister. I'm afraid she came here this time because she wanted to...
Sure enough, after the three married women chatted for a while, Hehua's eldest sister Zheng Chunhua took out a pair of exquisitely crafted tiger-head shoes.
Zheng Chunhua pushed back the broken hair on her forehead, looked at her aunt and sister-in-law with some embarrassment, and said mockingly.
"Hehua, you know that I'm not very good at needlework, so I can only mend some clothes. I bought this in the town, and I liked it at first sight, so I gave it to Bao'er. I also have it on my hand. I don’t have enough money, so I only bought one pair, but please don’t dislike it.”
Lotus doesn't care about this trivial matter. Two sisters from the same mother don't know each other! Among them, except Mrs. Zhou who can embroider, the others can only use two hands.
"Sister, it doesn't matter whether you dislike it or not, as long as it comes to your heart. They are very beautiful tiger-toe shoes. I want to thank you on behalf of my baby."
Hearing this, Zheng Chunhua looked at the tiger head hats surrounding the little girl, and a trace of shame flashed across her face. He quickly shifted his gaze, pursed his lips in embarrassment, and hummed in embarrassment.
Hehua took the tiger-head shoes from Chunhua and turned to look at Bao'er who was playing with her little feet. While shaking the tiger-toe shoes in his hand to attract Bao'er's attention, he said with a smile.
"Bao'er, these are the tiger-head shoes that your aunt brought you. Do you like them?"
The colorful tiger-head shoes accurately caught Bao'er's attention. She let go of her little feet with a smile, and reached out to grab a dangling tiger-head shoe.
Hehua let go of her hand and turned to Zheng Chunhua again.
"Sister, look, Bao'er likes it very much!"