You are the uncle!

Speaking of which, the time of this egg-burning activity cannot be tested. Anyway, since the Jiangxi Bridge was recorded, I have seen children in Dazhuang Village doing it.

He happened to be in the village a few times when the activities were held, and he was dragged by the children in the village to participate. At that time, he thought it was quite interesting. This time, he happened to be in time, so he wanted to take Yin Tingwan and Zhao Jinghua to experience it together.

On the way to the reeds, Bin Wazi happened to pass by Bin Wazi's house. When Bin Wazi saw Jiang Xiqiao and the three carrying bags of rice, he immediately understood that they were planning to go to the Reeds.

He turned his head and shouted at the woman who was sitting in the yard embroidering insoles, "Mom, I'm going to the reeds!"

The woman who was busy with the work at hand didn't care, she raised her head and told him with a smile, "Go early and come back early", and then turned her attention back to the insoles.

With an experienced person like Bin Wazi leading the way, Jiang Xiqiao and the others almost just went into the reeds for a few laps, and they had already found all the eggs for tomorrow. The four people who were bored simply went to the reservoir in the back mountain to see People catch fish.

Jinmen always gets dark early in winter, and the sun has already set at four or five in the afternoon, and the children who have been crazy for a day are called home one after another by the adults at home. Jiang Xiqiao said goodbye to Bin Wazi, and took The remaining two returned to the second uncle's house.

The second uncle got up early, and at this moment he moved a wooden basin and squatted at the gate of the courtyard to pick up a few grass carp weighing more than a catty and crucian carp that was two fingers wide. The fish produced in the reservoir of Dazhuang Village has always been the whole village Evenly divided, the second uncle is impatient to argue with people for two fish, and only wants to try a few fish every year, sometimes even not at all.

But this year is different. Jiang Xiqiao finally came here. When he was a child, he especially loved the boiled fish and fried small fish made by the second uncle. I bought some small fish from the side of the reservoir and came back to fry the dried fish.

Grass carp is okay, but those two-finger-wide crucian carp are hard to clean up. They have to be cleaned up one by one. He squatted at the door and worked hard for half an afternoon, and finally cleaned up before Jiang Xiqiao and the others came back. .

"Second Grandpa, what are you doing delicious tonight?" Before reaching the door, Jiang Xiqiao leaned forward with a smile, took the wooden basin from Second Grandpa's hand, and exclaimed, "So many fish?"

"Well, I'll fry dried fish for you tonight!" The second uncle didn't stop him, and watched Yin Tingwan take the wooden basin from Jiang Xiqiao with his hands behind his back, and led the three young men into the yard.

The yard of the second uncle’s house is a one-entry style. The kitchen is on the left side of the entrance, and the vegetable field left by the family is between the kitchen and the main room.On the right is the toilet and the pigsty, the main room is directly opposite the door, the bedrooms are on the left and right of the main room, and there is a storage room behind.

"Let someone who can light a fire or cook to help me. There are too many dishes at night, and I can't do it alone." The second uncle took out a head of garlic and handed it to Jiang Xiqiao, speaking in front of outsiders. Favoring his grandnephew: "Xiaohe will peel the garlic for me."

Yin Tingwan and Zhao Jinghua, who could only "choose one for happiness", looked at each other, and they both entered the kitchen resigned to their fate.

Although the second uncle is quite weird, his cooking skills are really good, even better than Grandma Jiang.

The three young men ate this meal like a melon, and all the dishes on the table were swept away. Zhao Jinghua and Yin Tingwan even used the leftover soup from the stewed fish to mix the rice.

Because they decided to stay and participate in tomorrow's egg-burning activity, the three of them had to stay at the second uncle's house that night.

"Xiaohe!" After washing up, the second uncle stopped Jiang Xiqiao, who was about to go out to use the bathroom. Seeing him looking at him, he continued, "Sleep with boy Yin tonight! As for Jinghua Sleep with me, kid!"

The second uncle made a final decision, and Zhao Jinghua, who originally wanted to stop Yin Tingwan, could only hold his nose and admit it.

Yin Tingwan was quite satisfied with the second uncle's decision. He had been depressed for a day, but now he felt that although the old man was weird, he still had a good vision.

"I'm warning you! This is my second uncle's house. If you dare to do anything, I will let..."

As soon as he went to bed, Jiang Xiqiao pointed at Yin Tingwan and warned, it’s okay to be at home, but if this person dares to mess around outside, Jiang Xiqiao will definitely let him know what is meant by 'Why are flowers so red' !

However, Jiang Xiqiao was too worried about this matter. That night, Yin Tingwan was so disciplined that Jiang Xiqiao thought he was a ghost.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, the second uncle led Jiang Xiqiao and the others to the open space next to the ancestral hall. When they arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered in the open space, both old and young. There are also middle-aged people who have nothing to do and come to join in the fun.

After waiting for a while, an impatient child yelled: "Grandma Chen, why haven't you started yet?"

The person called Mrs. Chen is the host of Burning Eggs today. Since it is called Burning Eggs, someone must come to light the fire. However, not everyone can be the person who burns the fire. It is necessary for the village to help people watch Fengshui to manage weddings and weddings. Only sir or grandma can.

In Dazhuang Village, it is a grandma who is over sixty years old, and everyone in the village calls her Grandma Chen.She has also presided over Shaodan for several years, and now she is considered a proficient hand on the road.

Grandma Chen heard the urging of the children next to her, and patiently explained: "Wait a little longer, the time is not up yet!"

The child who asked the question grumbled reluctantly, and was scolded by his parents: "You brat, you can't wait for a few minutes, can you? Stand here for me!" At the same time, he apologized to Mrs. Chen: "Grandma, it's okay, you can do as you say."

Grandma Chen nodded with a smile, and she agreed.

When the selected time came, Mrs. Chen stood up leaning on her crutches. After picking up the tools needed to burn the eggs, she skillfully started the preparations.

For the roasted eggs, a thick layer of plant ashes should be spread on the mud first, then the duck egg with the name written on it should be placed face down on the plant ashes, and then covered with a layer of plant ashes. Then put firewood on the ashes and burn it slowly.

After the fire was lit, the people around did not leave, they gathered together in twos and threes and chatted, and some who knew Jiang Xiqiao came over to say hello, but Jiang Xiqiao was not familiar with people at first, so after a few small talk gone.

Half an hour later, the fire was extinguished. Grandma Chen removed the unburned wood with tongs, carefully removed the upper layer of ashes, and began to slowly count the duck eggs under the ashes.

This is also the most nervous time for all participants. After the grandma took the eggs, she began to call their names one by one. The people whose names were called were half nervous and half excited and ran forward to take the duck eggs. A harbinger of luck for the new year.

The three of Jiang Xiqiao also gathered together to watch the fun. From the pile of ashes that had been scraped away, there were black or white duck eggs that looked like half of them. The cracks have to be cracked, and the cracked lines are different, some are more and some are less.

What is particularly amazing is that those duck eggs are not as Yin Tingwan and the others thought, the sides are intact but the middle is damaged, and the broken duck eggs and cracked duck eggs are unevenly mixed. They are obviously adjacent duck eggs, but just It may appear that one is burned so that only the bottom shell is left, while the other is only cracked.

However, in this pile of eggs, there was actually an intact duck egg, and everyone around laughed. According to the villagers of Dazhuang Village, their village has not seen a whole egg for several years.

Generally speaking, the higher the integrity of the duck egg, the better luck the egg owner will have in the coming year.After all, in previous years, there were even cases where there were no eggshells left, so it's no wonder these children took it so seriously.

In a blink of an eye, there were only six or seven people whose names were not called, and those who did not get the duck eggs became nervous, and everyone was looking forward to the undamaged egg as their own.

Infected by this atmosphere, the three of Jiang Xiqiao became tense unconsciously, waiting for Grandma Chen to pick up duck eggs.

Seeing that another person was eliminated, the remaining people became more and more nervous, because there were only five duck eggs left in the ashes, and there were six people who did not get the duck eggs, which meant that this year, except for one In addition to the whole egg, there is another one that can't even hold the eggshell.

Grandma Chen picked up a cracked duck egg, wiped the bottom of the eggshell with a wet handkerchief, and then called out a name: "Jiang Hui!"

The person whose name was called was momentarily disappointed, but soon happily went forward to pick up his duck eggs.

When there were only four eggs left, the three of Jiang Xiqiao always heard Zhao Jinghua's name from Mrs. Chen's mouth, and he also happily went forward to take the duck eggs.

The duck egg was cracked several times, but Zhao Jinghua didn't care. He participated in the egg roasting for fun, and he was already satisfied with the whole body of the duck egg he had worked so hard to find.

"Jiang Xiqiao!" The old lady called out his name, and Jiang Xiqiao immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, and rushed forward in a hurry, ready to reach out for his duck eggs.

Grandma Chen didn't pass the duck egg to him directly, but looked at the duck egg. After a long time, she glanced at Yin Tingwan casually, then handed the duck egg to Jiang Xiqiao, looked at him and said: "Although the duck egg only has a seam, it is cracked on your moon pillar seal star and partial official star. Your family and love may change this year, so be careful!"

Jiang Xiqiao took the duck egg, but didn't take Mrs. Chen's nagging advice to heart, and cheerfully went to Zhao Jinghua to show off his seamed duck egg.

Grandma Chen looked at him indifferently, and sighed helplessly: Forget it, fate is determined by the sky, and destiny is born by oneself. If I remind myself now, it is just doing my best to obey the destiny!