Hunting High School

When it comes to Chinese New Year, people's first impression is often the busy and lively days before and after the Chinese New Year. But if you must limit the Chinese New Year to a certain point in time, then it must be New Year's Eve, which is New Year's Eve.

In addition to the customary New Year's Eve dinner and Spring Festival Gala, offering sacrifices is also an indispensable custom on this day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zheng Qing was dragged out of bed by his father. Although the sun appeared late in winter, it was bright outside at this time.

After getting dressed and pushing open the door, Zheng Qing sniffled and sneezed a little. Because from the living room to the balcony, there is a faint, lingering smoke everywhere in the house.

Zheng Qing is very familiar with this smell.

From childhood to adulthood, on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, as well as during Chinese New Year and festivals, in the incense burner under the statues and tablets at home, a few sticks of incense sticks would be burned to worship the gods. According to the rules, get up in the morning before dinner, one at noon, and one at night before dinner. The person offering incense used to be Zheng Qing's grandfather, but now his grandfather is old and his father is in charge. As for Zheng Qing, even if he is an adult, he can only kowtow in front of the gods, and cannot offer incense at will.

After the incense and breakfast, the men will start posting Spring Festival couplets and blessings.

As usual, Zheng Qing is responsible for collecting the torn old Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, pine and cypress branches, etc., and putting them into a large garbage bag, while his father is still in charge of posting. It only took about an hour before and after, and the posting was completed.

In the past at this time, my father would go downstairs to clean the car, and then paste the Spring Festival couplets on the car; while Zheng Qing would stay in the study with his grandfather for a while. Practice talismans next to it.

But today, my father was not in a hurry to go downstairs.

"Now you don't stay at home for a few days a year. The talisman papers and other things you left at home before can be cleaned up as soon as you can... You are not at home, and we don't want to move around." After finishing speaking, the father After a pause, he changed his words again: "If you think those things are useful, just keep putting them away, it's okay."

What my father said were some Magical Items that Zheng Qing left at home.

For example, he hangs a mahogany sword on the bookcase in the bedroom, which is a street stall gifted to him by Deng Xiaoxian, a collection of Quhui characters. Although it is not a valuable item, it is the most deterrent to ghosts and evil spirits; The yellow paper talismans he pasted on the window sills, door lintels and other places are also of the category of expelling evil spirits and meditating; and he quietly tampered with several incense burners at home. Under normal circumstances, there is no abnormality when burning incense. But if something dirty gets into the house, the burning incense in the incense burner will burst into flames to remind the family.

Because Zheng Qing has been a student of Mr. Wu since he was a child, and in the eyes of his family, Mr. Wu is a very capable person. So these things he was tinkering with at home were not disposed of by his always rigid grandpa.

Over time, it has gradually become a custom to burn incense and worship gods during festivals, which is still in accordance with the customs of the old people; but no one touches the talisman papers posted by Zheng Qing outside the windows and doors.

It seems that the place where the Jinghe River and the Weihe River meet has different colors, but they lead to the same goal by different routes.

After listening to his father's words, Zheng Qing said in relief: "It doesn't matter if you move. You didn't come back from worshiping in the temple, so you don't have to pay so much attention. But it's because I'm not at home, so you can hang those talismans there... Turn around I'll get a new one."

When the father and son were talking, old professor Zheng didn't speak. He just wore reading glasses and sat by the window to read a newspaper.

After Zheng Qing's father came downstairs, Professor Zheng looked at his grandson.

"Doesn't your university require you to join the party? Real party members talk about materialism, and you can't do these weird things." Then, he took off his reading glasses and looked at Zheng Qing sharply: "Remember what I told you Let's follow Mr. Yangming's theory."

Zheng Qing nodded obediently.

The Mr. Yangming that grandpa mentioned was Wang Yangming, the great thinker of the Ming Dynasty. Now that the old man mentions Wang Yangming's theory, he is naturally reminding Zheng Qing that "knowledge and action are one", and that words and deeds cannot be inconsistent. He is talking about materialism, but he is praying to God and worshiping Buddha in his heart.

Zheng Qing secretly swears, if grandpa knows that Yang Mingzi is a famous wizard in the wizarding world, and is still alive and kicking around in the new world, he will definitely change his mind. Of course, he will not talk to grandpa about such things. of.

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Although he can't tell the truth, it doesn't mean that Zheng Qing has no way to defend himself.

"You forgot, I studied in a foreign university." He explained to the old man with a smile: "Overseas don't pay attention to the same things as in China...they really believe in idealism."

Old Professor Zheng froze for a moment before waking up.

"Oh," he nodded, then shook his head, and put his reading glasses back on again: "I don't know what your parents think, let you run so far to go to school... When you go to school outside, you must be careful Thought, seeking truth from facts, cannot follow what others say, and is corrupted by those grandstanding and messy thoughts."

Zheng Qing rolled her eyes in her heart, but on the surface she nodded obediently.

"There are also those strange and chaotic things," Professor Zheng added, "It's okay if you learned from Mr. Wu, he is a 'real person', knowledgeable... don't use other wild things outside. Stupid."

Zheng Qing knew that the strange powers and chaos that grandpa attacked were not deliberately aimed at anything, but there was still a faint feeling of being shot. He simply found an excuse, left the study, and went to the kitchen to find the cat.

The family is the same as the hour, and there are no pets.

The cat Zheng Qing was looking for was the yellow raccoon from Sanyou Bookstore, that is, the tabby cat he called 'Brother Huang'.

Because Mr. Wu went out, there was no one to look after him in the store. When Zheng Qing went to clean the bookstore, Professor Zheng specifically told him that if he saw a yellow raccoon, he could take it home and help Mr. Wu take care of it for a while.

Whether Brother Huang needs someone to take care of him, Zheng Qing thinks it is an undoubted thing, and he very much doubts that the cat would rather stay in the bookstore, eat dried fish and watch cat and mouse cartoons, rather than follow him home, I was dazzled by the Spring Festival Gala on the TV amidst the noise of a group of people.

But beyond his expectations.

When Zheng Qing left the bookstore, the yellow raccoon turned off its small TV and went back with him leisurely.

"Don't talk at home," the young wizard whispered to the yellow raccoon on the way home: "My grandpa has a bad heart. If you scare me into something bad, you will take full responsibility."

The yellow raccoon glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Also, if you want to eat small dried fish or beef slices, tell me quietly. If there are people around who are inconvenient to talk, you can touch me with your paws a few times and signal with your eyes." Zheng Qing was still a little worried, and added in a whisper: "Don't open the refrigerator or open the locker by yourself... Oh, when you touch me with your claws, remember to only use the meat pad, don't really use your claws."

The yellow raccoon snorted loudly, still disdaining to talk to the young man beside him.