Chapter 447: Standing the Whip

Gu Qiaoling's brother just smiled innocently, while her brother's attention was mainly focused on the eight gifts brought by Yang Qilang, he was not interested in the four bottles of wine, he mainly studied the four bottles of canned food, and predicted in his heart what they tasted like.

According to normal etiquette, the new son-in-law is going to eat here at noon, and the people of the woman's family, including relatives, may want to see how the new son-in-law behaves when eating and drinking, whether there is a problem with the head, whether he can drink, etc.

But because it is now the New Year, everyone has a bunch of work to be done at home, and they are all in a hurry to go back, and at Chen Cang's suggestion, they did not stop here at noon, but got up and returned after sitting for more than an hour.

Before leaving, Yang Qilang also received five yuan from the woman's family, and the woman's giving this money was almost equivalent to announcing his identity.

Then the following process is simple, the woman's parents or relatives go to the man's house to look after the family and then set a marriage, and get married when they are about the same age.

Yang Qilang has seven brothers, and there is a sixth brother who is unmarried, and he can only get married after his sixth brother gets married.

Gu Qiaoling is only seventeen years old, but she is not in a hurry.

When his sixth brother gets married and separated, his family's four houses will be his, and then he can consider getting married.

After returning home, Wan Feng sent the tractor to the brick factory, its mission was completed in the first year, and it was after the Chinese New Year.

When he went home and passed by in front of Luan Feng's house, Wan Feng saw that there were many people in Luan Feng's family helping to paste the walls and sheds, these people were all women who did small work for Luan Feng after the depression, and it was inevitable that they would be suspected of slipping their beards when they went to Luan Feng's house to help at this time.

Wan Feng didn't go in when he saw so many people helping, but went home directly.

The walls and sheds of Grandma's house have been pasted, and Grandpa, Grandma, Auntie, and others are steaming tofu in the kitchen.

At that time, there was no tofu for sale, and during the Chinese New Year, families grinded their own beans to make tofu, and then put them outside to freeze, and ate frozen tofu during the New Year.

Frozen tofu has a bite head than fresh tofu and has a special aroma, which is Wan Feng's favorite food.

While his aunt was cooking tofu outside, Wan Feng went to his aunt's house and opened his iron box to check the contents of the box.

The box is welded by Xiao Dexiang with a millimeter thick white steel, and the inside and outside are painted with anti-rust paint, and the outside is brushed with a layer of dark red paint on the basis of anti-rust paint.

A layer of thick paper was laid under the box, and all of Wan Feng's family property was in this box.

In addition to some tape recorder accessories, all that was left in the box were bundles of money, a total of more than forty bundles of ten yuan, as well as bundles of five yuan and two yuan and one yuan, and a stack of deposit slips of about 15,000 yuan.

It would be nice if it was a hundred dollars, and three bundles and five bundles would be enough to deal with such a big battle.

If you have a lot of money, you can also worry about it.

Of course, the things in the box are unknown to the grandmother's family, if they know that Wan Feng has so much money, it is estimated that they will not sleep in peace at night.

After the tofu was ready, Zhu Ping took a stick standing against the wall and took it to the flat ground, which was relatively straight and about four meters long, and checked whether the pulleys on the horizontal wood tied with iron wire on the wooden pole were rusty and whether the wooden pole had been corroded by insects.

This is the whip pole specially used by people here for the New Year.

When the whip is fired in the middle of the night on Chinese New Year's Eve, the firecracker is hung on this pole and rises into the air, which the locals call purple.

For many years, Wan Feng didn't understand what the 'purple' meant, and he didn't know exactly which word it was, so he replaced it with purple.

Don't underestimate the purple thing, there is still a lot of attention to this, if the purple whip is successfully fired, it means that everything is going well in the coming year, if the purple whip is broken halfway, the family must have something very bad in the coming year.

This is not a feudal superstition, these things Wan Feng has experienced, there is a problem with the purple firecracker, this year, no matter if this person guarantees that there are some troublesome things to happen, it is not a trivial matter.

In addition, there is little attention to whether firecrackers sound or not at other times.

Therefore, every family attaches great importance to the whips that are put when they are purple, and they all pick those firecrackers that feel safe to buy.

Of course, this is a matter for future generations.

In the eighty-first year, you just want to pick and choose, except for the Hong Kong head is the whip, there is no choice.

Setting off firecrackers is also Wanfeng's hobby, and of course this excitement has to be made.

So he ran over and helped Zhu Ping fiddle with the whip pole.

The pulley on the crossbar was replaced with a new one, and two whip ropes were pierced.

Wan Feng went back to the house and took out a string of small flags that Luan Feng had made with colorful cloth in advance, and wrapped them around the whip pole to make the whip pole colorful.

"Next year, I will weld a whip frame with an iron pipe, and I will have to replace it in three or five years with some wood. ”

Wan Feng's suggestion was approved by Zhu Ping.

"Then you're going to have to get higher. ”

"Then get 8.88 meters, hair hair. ”

In eighty-one years, except for the people in the Xianggang area, no one paid attention to the meaning of the numbers 888 and 666, and Wan Feng's suggestion made Zhu Ping feel novel.

Wan Feng, who had experience in later generations, also made two small iron windmills out of iron sheets and installed them on the crossbar at the top of the whip frame.

After the whip was cleaned up, the nephew and uncle worked together to put the whip into the soil pit that Zhuping had dug before the freeze.

It was not easy to stand up with a four- or five-meter-high whip, and it took some effort for the two of them to stick the whip into the dirt pit.

The soil pit is more than a foot deep, the whip rod is inserted into it, Zhu Ping straightens the pole, Wan Feng scoops water from the water tank and pours it into the pit, and the water freezes into ice in a few minutes, and the whip pole stands there firmly.

After Wan Feng's upside down, the whip pole of the Zhuping family this year is different, not only the whip pole has colorful flags, but also the two iron windmills on the horizontal wood on it turn and rattle in the wind, which is very attractive to people's eyes.

Children playing on the street came to see the excitement.

After the whip pole was erected, Wan Feng took out a five-hundred-ring port head and tied it to the whip rope and pulled it up.

The children let out bursts of cheers when they saw the firecrackers were being set off.

After the whip was raised, Zhuping lit the whip with a cigarette butt, so the first burst of firecrackers sounded in the east after the depression.

"Keep it for the New Year!" grandma roared as she stuck her head out of the kitchen.

"Don't listen to her, let it go!" Wan Feng bewitched Zhu Ping, so Zhu Ping continued to release stupidly.

Uncle let him go and listened, it was not a loss.

It took three sets of small whips in a row to stop.

The children in the neighborhood swarmed around the squib at the end of the whip and picked up the squibs under the whip pole.