Firecrackers flew, fireworks danced, and the next morning, Xiao Yi drove a car, taking Bainuo and his parents on the highway, their destination was a simple but lively small rural ——— Luo Yan's hometown.

The car was driving, and Luo Yan was also recalling the past: "I remember that in the past, from the beginning of the lunar month, the New Year began to warm up, and it became more and more prosperous and lively day by day, and I could eat delicious foods that I couldn't usually eat every day, such as stewed meat, sesame balls, and Laba porridge." When it comes to Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, there are more delicious things, such as roast chicken and rice wine. ”

Luo Yan's words made Bainuo a little greedy, and Bainuo asked, "Dad, is it only your family that has so much food?"

Luo Yan said, "No. Before the Chinese New Year, in the south of the village, in the north of the village, in the east of the village, in the west of the village, there was a wail of killing pigs and sheep everywhere. The chickens in the chicken cage have been raised for more than a month, and they will also be beheaded. Every family is busy steaming steamed buns, boiling rice cakes, and kneading balls. Even the poor families have to steam some bean paste dumplings, and every family is busy and has their own work. ”

Bainuo was full of curiosity about this small village: "So, at that time, what was there to do at home?"

Luo Yanru counted the treasures: "At that time, there were activities such as sending the stove king, which was quite fun, but this day has passed, and we can participate in it when we come early next year." There are a lot of stalls and vendors on the streets, selling some gadgets, and the cries are one after another, and it is very lively. ”

Su Yiling said: "My mother lived in the city when she was a child, although it was not as interesting as my father's New Year's holiday, but there are many stalls selling delicious things in the city. ”

The car drove to a small town, and after a few minutes of driving in front of the town, I saw a village.

"It's here!" Xiao Yi stopped the car and said to Bainuo, "Bainuo, we have to go by ourselves here, the road is too narrow, the car can only be parked in the parking lot outside the village, and we can't get inside." ”

"It doesn't matter, I just look at the scenery. Bainuo said and was the first to get out of the car.

The houses in this village are like the old houses, made of the same light black bricks and tiles as before, and the walls are not painted, but only light gray or light black. Most of the houses here are bungalows, and some people still use old stoves on concrete balconies, but there are not many of them anymore. There are Spring Festival couplets pasted in every house, and there is a pillar of incense at the door, and there are traces left by firecrackers everywhere, and the sound of firecrackers can still be heard even in the distance. Every house is lively. I have to say that the festive atmosphere here is indeed much stronger than in the city.

In front of a larger bungalow, Luo Yan took the lead and walked over——— this is his home.

"Mom, Dad, Happy New Year!" Luo Yan greeted his parents, who were Xiaoyi's grandparents. The two old men are also in their seventies, and Luo Yan's third brother usually takes care of them, and Luo Yan just sends money over. Luo Yan has three brothers, he is the eldest, the second is also in the city, and his daughter-in-law runs a grocery store, and the third is at home, doing some small work and taking care of his parents.

After paying New Year's greetings one by one, distributing red envelopes, and giving gifts, Bainuo took Xiaoyi to accompany her to the village for a visit.

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