The kids picked up the squibs and ran out into the street to light them.

Zhu Ping chased out: "Go to a far place and put it, stay away from the haystack, it would be nice if there was a snow in the next two days." ”

Decades later, a sketch joked that so-and-so's mouth had been opened.

Wan Feng thought that his uncle's mouth must have been opened, so after he said this, the snow fell silently on the night of the twenty-seventh.

On the morning of the twenty-eighth, Wanfeng pushed the door and saw that the top of the mountain was white, the trees were covered in white robes, and the earth was white.

This has to be snowswept again.

This time he won't build a snowman, it's cold!

Every household was clearing the snow, and after the yard and street were cleared, my grandfather and brother-in-law began to fiddle with the sacrificial things.

Now no one cares about these things that were once called feudal superstitions, and almost every household has invited the word Dafu or genealogy or something.

This is not the one that is pasted on the wall, but the length of this sacrificial word is more than one meter, and the width is also sixty or seventy centimeters wide.

In the early years, several layers of paper were framed together, and later they became cloth.

Dafu characters should be hung up, and there should be a horizontal batch of big colors on the top, and there should be an offering table below for the wax table and incense burner on the table, and from Chinese New Year's Eve to the third year of the new year, the wax and incense will be lit on the table.

Genealogy is the same thing, but it is complicated by filling in the names of the ancestors.

After the four olds were broken in those years, the genealogy of many families did not exist, and the names of the ancestors who could be remembered were limited to the above generation and two generations, so this year, the names on the genealogy of the genealogical family were sparse and there were no more than four or five names.

Wan Feng's grandfather has a good memory, not only remembering his father, mother, grandparents, and grandparents, but even going up like two generations.

So there are more than a dozen names on his family's genealogy.

But this has nothing to do with Wan Feng, he is a gift from the ancestors of people with foreign surnames, so he only has the qualifications to see it and not to do it.

The uncle first pasted a big color on the beams of the house, and then posted a horizontal batch with a hundred generations, a long history, and then a genealogy.

There is still a ceremony to hang the genealogy Wan Feng didn't pay attention to, because he looked boring, so he ran out to the back of the big river to slip Lou.

The children in the east also ran to the river to play after the squibs were fired.

It was on this ice that he clashed with Yang Hai when he first came last year, and it's a bit ridiculous to think about it now.

Play until noon and go home for dinner.

After eating, every household began to paste couplets and New Year's pictures.

Sticking couplets on the outside, Wan Feng wouldn't run out, he took out the couplets and New Year's pictures he had prepared and stunned a room of people.

"How many New Year's paintings have you bought?" Zhuping looked at the bundle of New Year's paintings in surprise, and his jaw almost fell.

"Not much, not much, only sixty. ”

He bought a total of 120 New Year's paintings, and the remaining 60 were of course at Luan Feng's house.

"Sixty sheets!

Zhu Ping secretly complained, when did he have to post this after so many years, and he still wanted to play in the ditch. I knew that this unreliable nephew bought so many New Year's paintings, what do you do with drawing paper to paste the wall, isn't it over just using this thing to paste the wall, and the large area of the New Year's painting is also troublesome.

The soldiers are divided into two ways, Zhu Ping and Aunt are responsible for pasting the couplets and blessing characters outside, and Wan Feng is responsible for pasting New Year's pictures in the house.

There are eight of them posted one by one in two rows on the wall of the kang, and these New Year's paintings have something to do with the word longevity, such as the old man holding a big peach with a cane in front of his head, and the little kid who is carrying a big peach and a bare head in the belly pocket of the boat.

There is no scientific basis for this painting, so a child can still bounce around with such a big peach?

Wan Feng didn't believe it!

The wall of the kang where Wan Feng lives is also pasted eight in this way, and there is nothing to do with those peaches on this wall, all of them are children carrying guns and pretending to be the People's Liberation Army.

In his previous life, his mother never met his requirements for New Year's paintings, and now he can fulfill his wishes back then.

Plus four stickers on the north wall, twenty sheets in one room.

The aunt's house was also posted with 20 sheets, as for the uncle's house, he didn't post it, so the aunt had to design it herself, and people may have their own design requirements.

When the couplet was pasted, the whole grandmother's house was beaming with joy.

Those fifteen or twenty-five degree bulbs were replaced by Wan Feng with 100 degree bulbs.

Grandma started chattering about how much electricity such a big bulb would cost.

"You don't have to pay for it, don't you brighten up when you're older, cheap!" This time it was grandpa who spoke, and grandma stopped nagging.

After the depression, only a few and less than half of the people bought Wanfeng's couplets, and when these couplets were pasted, those who did not buy the couplets regretted it.

Compared to the cornucopia cash cow couplets posted by the people who bought them, the handwritten couplets they asked someone to write were gray and abrupt at all.

Some people want to pay for it now, but they are told to take advantage of it next year.

In the blink of an eye, it is the thirtieth day of the lunar month.

The noon meal of 30 is the most sumptuous meal of the year for every family.

The customs of this meal are different in various places, some areas are 30 afternoon, some areas are the first day of the Lunar New Year, in southern Liaoning are 30 noon to eat this best meal of the year.

Wan Feng didn't go to the kang and waited for dinner, but was working with his uncle to get the half sheep.

Grandma's two pots are busy.

The five parts of the upper brain, the big three prongs, the small three prongs, the grinding stall and the cucumber strips are the best parts of the mutton shabu shabu to keep the shabu hot pot.

Then I selected some mutton to cook in the pot, and the mutton would have a great smell if it was cooked in this way, so I grabbed a handful of hawthorn and threw it into the mutton pot, so that most of the smell would be removed.

Remove the meat when it is eight ripe.

Pour oil into a hot pan and heat over low heat, then stir-fry the chopped ginger slices until the ginger slices become dark and curly, put in the mutton and copy it for a while, add rice wine and water and throw a few pieces of tofu, cover the pot and simmer for about ten minutes, and finally put in the condiments and mix well.

For mutton, Wan Feng will make such a ginger stewed mutton, and after this dish, he will go to make sweet and sour pork ribs.

These are his favorite dishes, and he will cook them.

Luncheon begins.

First, there are seven dishes, stewed lamb with ginger, stewed mushrooms with chicken, stewed radish with beef, pork ribs with sweet and sour ribs, stewed with tofu, stir-fried meat with cabbage, and braised beef.

Then Zhu Ping brought the lit hot pot and put it in the middle of the round table newly bought by his grandmother's house.

The family sat around the table.

Grandma sat upright, followed by grandma's uncle, auntie, and Wan Feng sat at the end.

Men drink, women and drinks.

The drink is the kvass that Wan Feng bought, and there are other things to buy, and the kvass is quite high-grade.

Grandpa and brother-in-law drink liquor, and Wan Feng drinks beer without drinking liquor.

A few years ago, he bought a case of beer to keep for the Chinese New Year.

Grandpa's speech is nothing more than a cliché after our family did a good job last year and will make persistent efforts in the coming year.

After saying the first two sentences, I began to move the chopsticks.

Wan Feng began to introduce the trick of shabu mutton, what kind of mutton is considered good shabu, it can't be too old and too old to lose its taste, and some bacteria on the too tender mutton are not killed and are not easy to eat.

Zhu Ping doesn't care about these, what raw and cooked food will be eaten.