famine

The relaxed time always passes faster, and it will be New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Lang and Jiang Xuan were woken up by the old lady early in the morning, and she asked them to go to the gate of the courtyard to post couplets. The old man had already boiled an iron pot of paste①, and he was holding the round stool prepared by the door. superior.

Jiang Xuan looked at the greyish-white sticky paste in the pot, and it felt a bit like lotus root starch.This was the first time he had seen Spring Festival couplets pasted with this kind of thing, so he was overly curious, so he chose to stand on the ground and use a brush to scour the pot, and let Cheng Hong step on a stool to paste the couplets.

The couplets I bought before were put together in several pieces. Before sticking them, I had to cut them open with a knife and cut them into neat strips. After the old man prepared everything for them, he went back to work, leaving the two of them in charge of the whole family. The couplets are not only on the gate of the courtyard, but also on the door of the back room, on the wall of the courtyard with the words "safety in and out", and on the beams.

Jiang Xuan picked up the Shanglian, the gold lettering on the red paper, and with a slight shake, the gold powder fell down with a crackle.

Apply the paste on the other side, stand on tiptoe and extend your arms to hand the couplet to Cheng Lang who had been gesticulating on the wall empty-handed for a long time.

Cheng Lang bent down and took it, then stood up straight and lifted it up, asking, "Can you see if this works?"

Jiang Xuan took two steps back, "Left point."

"so?"

"Well, hold on, pan up."

Cheng Lang followed his words.

"OK," Jiang Xuan snapped his fingers, "It can be sealed."

"Hey, it's started again, isn't it?"

Cheng Lang jumped off the stool, stepped back and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, looked at the couplets that had just been posted, and nodded: "Yes, let's post them over there."

While brushing the couplets with paste, Jiang Xuan looked back into the alley and found that there were already several couplets being pasted up at this time, all of them were the same as them, one was sticking the couplets on the top and the other was applying paste on the bottom, and some were tearing off the glue. One, there was a little girl standing at the door of a house, with her hips akimbo, her laughter never stopped, making trouble with the adults below.

Lively, festive and peaceful.

A thriving party.

"Okay," Cheng Yan clapped his hands, and took advantage of Jiang Xuan's time in a daze to paste the couplets. The gate is symmetrical, and the banner is pasted right above it. "It's very festive at first glance."

Jiang Xuan turned around.

The red paper is brilliant, and the gold characters are brilliant.

——Golden treasures and rich land are prosperous, and blessings shine on the wealth of the family.

--May all your wishes come true.

Jiang Xuan chewed these four words carefully, and for some reason, his heart suddenly warmed up. Immediately afterwards, the heat was like melting ice and snow, and the frozen river melted into a trickle, and the places it passed were full of life.

It's like a cracked land that has been weather-beaten. The tragic famine lasted for half a century. Suddenly, a golden sun shines on the earth in a bleak world. The moistened land heals, the scars disappear, and the flowers, plants and trees wake up.

May all your wishes come true.

"What are you thinking?" Someone suddenly whispered in my ear.

Jiang Xuan's stiff body suddenly trembled, and his wandering thoughts were no longer in a trance.

Confused about the source of the sound.

Cheng Lang looked at him with concern, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and the brows were relaxed.

Jiang Xuan: "Where else should I post it?"

"..." He spoke suddenly, and Cheng Lang reacted temporarily for two seconds, and said, "Let's stick a few doors in the courtyard first."

Jiang Xuan nodded, and then took the lead to enter the courtyard without changing his expression. Liu Chenghong stood at the door alone, his hands were stained the same color by the red paper, as if he had knocked over a whole box of ink pads.

The sumptuousness of the New Year's Eve dinner was just as Cheng Hong said, the old lady brought chicken, duck, fish, fruit and vegetable drinks to the table.

Cheng Hong and his family don’t eat dumplings on New Year’s Eve, they have to save the dumplings for the next morning, which is the first day of the new year.

The process is like this: eat New Year’s Eve dinner, watch the Spring Festival Gala, sleep, get up early to make dumplings, eat dumplings, set off firecrackers, and pay New Year’s greetings.

Jiang Xuan was also looking forward to the New Year when he was very ignorant when he was a child, but most of the time it was only his mother and himself, and the housekeeper also went home early to celebrate the New Year. Chinese New Year in the countryside is not the same at all.

So Jiang Xuan felt very fresh.

Since he came to the country, he was like a big wood turtle, asking what is this, what is that, and how does this thing work from time to time.

Four people sat around the New Year's Eve dinner table. Even though Jiang Xuan was not yet an adult, he was poured a glass of wine, but it was only as high as a finger belly. The old man just said what he meant.

This wine was brewed by himself. It is light yellow in color and has no froth. It looks like beer.However, Jiang Xuan estimated that the degree must be higher than that of beer.

At the order of the old lady, everyone started to move.

Because he wanted to be interesting—even if Jiang Xuan felt that the meal didn’t seem to be “meaningful” at all, the old man had already asked Cheng Lang to move a large round table out of the wing room, disinfected it and moved it into the house .All the meals were placed on this table, and it was very crowded. The four of them ate more than ten dishes in total.

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan listened to Cheng Hong's suggestion, and skipped a bowl of noodles for lunch, or he would have to stay away now.

"Come on, little star," the old lady raised the glass after taking a few mouthfuls of food, which was full of brewed wine, "Have a drink with grandma, I wish you success in your studies, and you will get [-]% in every class!"

"That can't be done," Cheng Yan laughed at the sidelines, put down his chopsticks and raised his cup, "Their high school students don't have a perfect score of [-], so don't wish me nothing, Mantou, I wish you..."

"Oh," Jiang Xuan quickly touched him, then clinked glasses with the old lady, and said, "Stop talking, you don't need to work, it's all in the wine."

The old lady was also very distressed, her face was as happy as the red sweater she was wearing, "Then I wish the little star all his wishes come true! More and more handsome!"

Cheng Lang: "Hey, you can have this."

The old man laughed for a long time while eating peanuts.

After they were full of food and drink, the old lady drove the two of them to watch TV, and cleaned the table with the old man. Cheng Lang had long been used to it, eating melon seeds leisurely, while Jiang Xuan was sitting on the sidelines. Ann, I always want to help the two old people with some work.

Seeing this, Cheng Lang raised his hand and patted his thigh. The wine the old man brewed was really strong, and his face was already slightly red, but seeing that his eyes were still bright, Jiang Xuan probably still awake.

He said: "You sit still, or the old lady will be angry."

Jiang Thrush: "Why?"

"I don't want to accept my old age," Cheng Yan said in a low voice, "I'm most annoyed by other people and her, I feel like I'm calling her old."

Jiang Xuan laughed twice.

The mobile phone in the trouser pocket vibrated at this moment, this was the first time after the New Year's Eve dinner.

Cheng Lang glanced this way, and then lightly landed on the TV. The Spring Festival Gala will start in 10 minutes.

After Jiang Xuan came to the country, he saw a lot of new things, so he seldom looked at his mobile phone. He would take out his mobile phone, open WeChat, and there were a bunch of messages on it, with number circles hanging on the back.

Brother Zhou sent him a red envelope, and the time seemed to shake just now.

My aunt also gave him a red envelope, which was when he watched the old man stir-fry sunflower seeds in the afternoon.

Jiang Jianguo... Just as Jiang Xuan predicted, there is no message, and the chat box has been deleted by him long ago.

After accepting the red envelopes and saying happy new year, those people in the class are busy grabbing red envelopes, which is not interesting.There is also a small group in their dormitory, which is equally lively.

Jiang Xuan clicked into the dormitory group, and the messages popped up one by one. It seemed that they had been chatting for a long time.

[Xu Fei]: That's why I said, I really can't take winter and summer vacations, no one can stand it.

[Chen Zhengyu]: My internet cable was also unplugged, my mother asked me to go out to work tomorrow, alas.

[Xu Fei]: You are an adult, how wonderful. I also want to work part-time. My parents are too annoying, and those relatives keep asking me how I did in the exam. Don't they know how I did in the exam? ?

[Wang Peng]: You two are considered p. Dongzi is still in school, and he doesn't say anything. You don't know that you are thirty today, right?

[Chen Zhengyu]: @江鸡

[Xu Fei]: @江鸡

[Jiang Thrush]: Huh?

[Wang Peng]: Yeah, are you at school?Do you want to come to my house for the New Year, I will ask my mother to give you a red envelope.

[Xu Fei]: Do I have it?

[Chen Zhengyu]: I want it too, do you have two hundred?

[Jiang Thrush]: Not here.

[Wang Peng]: Do you want shit? [despise]

[Wang Peng]: Then where did you go?Are you home?Didn't you say you won't go back, go back for the New Year?I'll just say...

【Jiang Thrush】: [Positioning]

[Wang Peng]:? ? ?you moved? ? ?

[Xu Fei]: I rely on this isn't the countryside, back home?

【Chen Zhengyu】: Where did he come from?

[Wang Peng]: Can you reply quickly, brother, I'm so curious, I've been playing halfway to see your news!

[Xu Fei]: pit [contempt]

[Chen Zhengyu]: Pit [contempt]

Jiang Xuan laughed twice, just as he was about to reply that he was at a friend's house, the people around him moved and leaned over.

He subconsciously turned off the screen and turned to look at Cheng Lang.

Seeing his guarded face, the latter laughed and said, "Who wants to see it, brat."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xuan remained motionless.

Cheng Lang leaned back with a regretful face, smacking his lips: "Oh, I wanted to ask a certain elementary school student if he wanted to go out to set off firecrackers, but I think he would not want to go because he had such a happy chat, so forget it."

Jiang Xuan's expression was unpredictable, and finally stopped at inexplicable, which eye of yours saw me chatting happily?

He said sternly: "Don't be so mean, okay, Cheng, Da, brother, brother... Where are you going to set off firecrackers?"

Cheng Lang smiled, stood up and patted off the melon seeds on his body, "Let's go, I'll take you to wander the world."

"Get out." Jiang Xuan also stood up.

The two of them got dressed and came to the yard. Cheng Hong went under the carport and pushed the old man's racing car out. While wiping the car with a rag, he directed Jiang Xuan to move out the firecrackers he had bought in advance from the wing room.

"Look at it, move whatever you want, just let it go, or it will be a waste if we leave, the old man and they don't like to let it go."

So Jiang Xuan took some fireworks, a row of whips, two kicks, and a pack of flowers.

Cheng Lang pointed at the seat of the tricycle, "Come up."

"...what?"

"Don't you know how to ride a three-wheel? It's still electric, and you can ride a bicycle if you know how to ride it."

Jiang Xuan still couldn't turn the corner, but he walked over and sat on the old man's bloody BMW, and then felt the back of the car sink. Looking back, Cheng Hong stretched his long legs, stepped into the car, and sat in the car. On the Mazha in the bucket.The rear body was not big at first, but now that firecrackers were set off, and an adult was added at this time, there was no gap at all.

Cheng Hong's legs were spread out, and his feet were placed on both sides of the firecracker box, tightly clamped.

Jiang Xuan understood a little bit, and felt that Cheng Lang was going to take him somewhere, but he was a little worried: "Is it okay for two people to take this car? It won't turn over, will it? Will it blow out?"

Cheng Lang: "No, the skin is solid, you just ride on guard."

After finishing the words, he pointed to the door, and suddenly said, "Mantou! Let's go!"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, the update time is set to March-_-# ① Paste: add water to the noodles, boil until it becomes a sticky paste. ps: All the content in this chapter is actually my own family’s New Year’s customs, including sticking a knife to draw Spring Festival couplets, frying sunflower seeds, brewing wine and setting off firecrackers. What's more, it's not like this anymore, I'm no longer in the countryside, I can't enjoy many fun things, and Chinese New Year has become more and more boring.In addition, there are still four or five chapters in the country section. This section occupies a large part of the full text, and there will be a warming of feelings (by the way, has anyone noticed the changes between these two people?), which is also a turning point. Hope you like it~