One year old in the sound of firecrackers.
On New Year's Eve, when the third sister and brother of Qianjia got up, Nanjiang Village was already immersed in the sound of firecrackers one after another. Qian Xiaomo, Qian Xiaohai happily went out to watch the excitement, but Qian Mai was caught by Qian Liqin and became a fire girl unconditionally.
From the beginning of cooking pig's feet, to Yang Yong running through several Buddhist temples and temples, and then to the family ceremony, and finally to the reunion dinner, the wheat smelled greasy all day, and I had no appetite, so I only took three or two mouthfuls of rice. So he sat quietly to the side to pick up food for Qian Xiaomo.
"Why don't you eat more?" Yang Yong saw his elder daughter look tired and dispirited, so he put a big pork belly in her bowl, and said to the three children: "Today is the New Year, everyone is happy and relieved. Come and eat, there are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, don’t save it, just eat it as you like."
It's a pity that no one bought his account except for Qian Xiaomo, who was honest. Qian Mai stared at the piece of pork belly in the bowl, his face looked awkward, and his heart was anxious, wishing it would disappear soon. Starting from washing the pig's feet in the morning, she has been dealing with meat for a day, and Yang Yong's love has become a burden at this time.
Qian Xiaohai shook his head very directly and resolutely and said, "I don't eat, these things are for my ancestors."
Everyone was stunned, only the potential grandmother knew it, helplessly and dumbfounded, touched the grandson's face, and said softly: "Don't talk, let you eat it, you can eat it quickly. The ancestors have eaten it, these leftovers Everything I eat is for the baby." I blame myself for the momentary gaffe. During the house sacrifice, the grandson sneaked into the kitchen and wanted to steal food, but he was caught by himself, because the shop and home were very busy today, and he had no time to rush away. He said, "These things are for the ancestors." The little guy remembered very strongly today, so he doesn't move his chopsticks anymore.
"But these dishes are exactly the same as in the afternoon family festival, right?" Qian Xiaohai added an even stronger sentence without knowing how to live. Except for Qianjia's grandfather's sullen face, everyone else could not help laughing or feigning a cough. In Nanjiang Village, there is a custom of not beating or scolding children during the New Year. In order to be happy, children can often play unscrupulously these days, and they can also take this opportunity to make some not-so-excessive demands. Parents Generally try to do what the children want. But if it is too much, then after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there will be a row waiting for you to eat. Qian Mai squeezed a smile, and the sky thunder rolled in his abdominal cavity, as if he had already seen the sad scene of Qian Xiaohai's back customs and rules.
Yang Yong and his wife didn't know how to answer the conversation properly. In the end, the grandmother of the potential family came out to complete the game: "Baby eat fast, your ancestors love you, and you are not willing to eat, so I will save it for you. Eat more, after today, tomorrow the baby will be a year older...
Grandpa Qianjia finally couldn't bear to come forward, stared, lowered his voice and said to Qian Xiaohai: "If you don't eat anymore, you won't have any part of the lucky money."
Hey, children are also very crisis-conscious, realizing that there is something wrong with the atmosphere, and no need to persuade them, Qian Xiaohai will eat rice in his mouth early. In order to wait for the new year's money for a while, Qian Mai was also very aware of current affairs, suffocating his breath, completely wiped out the fatty pork belly in two or two mouthfuls.
When it’s almost time to eat, Qian’s grandfather put down his dishes and cleared his throat to start the year-end summary: “This year is generally good. Everyone is safe and healthy. Wheat and Xiao Mo are back. We dive. The family is finally reunited. In the next new year, everyone will perform their duties. The adults should take good care of their families and make money, and strive to build brick houses as soon as possible. Now there are more than ten families in the village who got rich first. After starting a new house, our potential home cannot be left behind. The children must study hard, behave—behave—listen to the words.” The last sentence raised the tone slightly, the tone was strong, and the words were clearly spoken. Qian Xiaohai was trembling all over and tried again. Add food.
Finally came the highlight, the Qianjia Grandpa slowly took out a stack of money from his pocket, took two and handed it to the two little ghosts. Qianmai glanced sideways secretly, only one yuan face value. Quack, wouldn’t it be so little? The tooth sacrifice is not enough to say. I saw that the old man took out a small red envelope from the interlayer and said: "Draw with your heart, practice your calligraphy, and you will have to take the double hundred exam next year."
Qian Mai hurriedly took it with both hands and thanked him softly. After searching through his brain, he couldn't find any words. So he picked up a chopsticks dish for everyone present, and then learned to dive Xiaohai and ate it. People with clumsy mouths are really depressed. Somehow others can entertain their relatives in colorful clothes, but they can only eat to entertain their relatives. It's a failure to say. I hope that the two elderly people and their parents will feel relieved and happy after seeing their efforts so hard to stir up the atmosphere.
On New Year's Eve, people in the village like to put on new clothes and come out to have fun. Young people will even set off firecrackers and meteor fireworks to celebrate, and use lively firecrackers and colorful fireworks to express their beautiful vision for the new year. Therefore, Qianjia’s reunion dinner did not last long. When the four adults got up and went to the front grocery store to do business, Qianmai hurriedly opened the red envelope.
Hey, thirty yuan. Nei Niu is full of faces, and finally bid farewell to the days of nothing. Qianmai decided to write the New Year's Eve of 90 years into his secret diary, because it is an absolutely meaningful day: million wealth management starts with the New Year's money!