I Have a Secret

Chapter 673: Article 673

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, I don't know where to go.

Huang Dan got rid of a little ashes that fell on his body, he squatted down, found a dead branch, burned yellow paper like Nie Wenyuan, put down coins, and knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed respectfully.

Nie Wenyuan said, "Grandpa nǎinǎi will bless us."

Huang Dan's mouth twitched, thinking that you are sure they won't scold you for being unfilial

Nie Wenyuan removed the eye mucus from the corner of the youth's eye, "No, you are my lover, the Cheng family."

Huang Dan knew that the man's original surname was Cheng, and he followed the man to pay homage to each other's grandparents, parents, and elder brothers.

After returning, Nie Wenyuan wrote Spring Festival couplets in the study.

Looking at it from the side, Huang Dan felt that the man's writing posture was correct, the writing in the brush was flowing, and his body was bookish, like an old pedant who read books to the core, and he was completely different from the way he looked in the toilet that day.

It is not surprising that a person has multiple sides, Huang Dan convinced himself so.

After a nap in the afternoon, I started to post Spring Festival couplets and cook the New Year's Eve dinner. Huang Dan was in charge of the former, which had no technical content, while the latter was a big project, which was taken over by Nie Wenyuan.

The driver took Wu nǎinǎi over.

Maybe it was one after another that happened at the end of the year. The old man's mentality changed. When he saw Huang Dan, he didn't swipe around with critical eyes. Her hair was all white, her back was hunched, and her mouth was shriveled. Come on, say something.

Huang Dan didn't hear clearly, so he went to pick up the snakeskin bag from the old nǎinǎi's hand, which was very heavy and brought a lot of things with him.

Wu Nǎinǎi squeaked and hurriedly chased after him, "There are taro in the bag, the skin is broken and you can't help but put it away, take it easy."

The yellow single weight is handled with care.

Wu nǎinǎi put everything else on the table, including eggs, slaughtered chickens and ducks, pork bought from acquaintances, pig tails, kidneys, lard and other bits and pieces. She drove Nie Wenyuan out of the kitchen and closed the glass door. A pull, a person busy inside.

Most of the old people are the same. It doesn’t matter if they are tired. They are afraid that they will not be tired even if they are tired. This is not allowed to do, and that is not necessary. After saying this a few times, the old people feel unhappy in their hearts, thinking that they are too old. useless.

Huang Dan continued to post the Spring Festival couplets, and Nie Wenyuan came over to help him, to see if the post was crooked or not.

The two kissed under the door, and before the New Year's Eve dinner was eaten, they tasted the taste of the New Year, which was sweet.

This place is just a house, lonely and cold. If it were in a hutong, the sound of whip pào would be heard one after another after five o'clock, and there would occasionally be one or two "咻" and "嘭" from the sky monkeys. sound.

Wu nǎinǎi called Huang Dan to serve dishes, including glutinous rice balls, big fat meat, and fish, all of which were eaten by the ancestors.

Nie Wenyuan put a string of whip pào under the eaves. It wasn't the largest string. It was released after a while, but it was very loud, and the yellow eardrum hurt.

Huang Dan was hungry, he grabbed two jujubes and ate them, and when he heard Nie Wenyuan calling him, he went out and burned paper and kowtowed with him in the corner outside the door.

When the wind blew, the eyes were filled with soot and tears.

In addition to the meat dishes on the table, there are several bowls of rice, wine, chopsticks, and some chairs are pulled out. The two doors are wide open, allowing the ancestors to come in for dinner.

Huang Dan only learned about this custom from the memory of the original owner. He had never heard of it in the real world, nor had he experienced it.

After a while, Wu nǎinǎi said that his ancestors had eaten, so he and Huang Dan and Nie Wenyuan removed the dishes and chopsticks from the table and put on a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the neighbors began to visit door-to-door to pay New Year's Eve, eat some peanuts and melon seeds, drink two sips of tea and chat a few words before going to the next house.

There are no neighbors here, one old and two young are sitting on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Wu nǎinǎi's attitude was much better. When making tea for Nie Wenyuan, he also made an extra cup.

Huang Dan said thank you.

Wu nǎinǎi was quite surprised, but not because of the thank you, but because the young man didn't use one hand to pick up the teacup.

Huang Dan came to this world to learn, and the world is very complicated. He is growing up, he has learned a lot, and he has also gained the feelings of a person for several lifetimes, and he is grateful for the journey of travel.

Wu nǎinǎi sat beside him eating melon seeds, his eyes were dizzy, he couldn't watch TV dramas, it was noisy, he couldn't understand what was being played, but he could still understand at the party.

A sketch was performed, and Wu nǎinǎi said, "Wen Yuan, you are not too young. If you delay starting a family and starting a business, you will also delay having children. When you become a father at the same age as you, your children will just start dancing. sigh."

Nie Wenyuan put down the teacup, "Next year."

Wu nǎinǎi was surprised