On the twenty-eighth day, the old lady began to chop the dumpling filling at home. This year is not thirty, Ming'er twenty-nine is Chinese New Year's Eve, chop the dumpling filling early, Ming'er will not be in a hurry, and tomorrow night's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the old lady asked the family what they wanted to eat in the morning.

Uncle Tai doesn't pick his mouth, Xiao Lang is just meat, and Lin Qing doesn't have any requirements, so he says that there is more than fish every year. The old lady choked and didn't say anything, but the next day, the old lady compromised and let Lin Qing take a fish out of the space.

Lin Qing took a big and fat crucian carp, and explained to the old lady what "winter crucian carp and summer carp" were, saying that it was best to eat crucian carp at this time, and there was caviar in the belly of the fish, and she also deliberately picked the largest one with the most roe.

At the end, she took out a roll of red paper and a plate of firecrackers, Lin Qing is very single, since a fish has inexplicably appeared in the house, then a roll of red paper and a plate of firecrackers have appeared inexplicably, anyway, it is better to attract suspicion.

The old lady stared at her, and simply turned her head and stopped caring about her, what is the love!

Lin Qingle was happy, holding red paper and firecrackers to find Uncle Tai, and pushed these on the old lady, as for whether Uncle Tai believed it or not, then she didn't care.

Not to mention that Uncle Tai didn't believe it, even Xiao Lang began to suspect it, where did the old lady get this? He had seen the firecrackers and red paper in the supply and marketing cooperatives, all of which were very rough, and they were completely different from his own.

Uncle Tai glanced at Lin Qing, saw her innocent little face and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and finally didn't ask anything, asked Xiao Lang to help cut the paper, and took the pen and ink and began to write couplets.

After the old lady cleaned up the crucian carp in the kitchen, she went to the hall, and watched Lin Qingyang begging the old man to write a few more blessing characters, and the old lady asked her in wonder: "Why do you write so much? Just have one or two, don't be too eye-catching." ”

Eye-catching? In the past two years, he can still attract attention, and after six or six years, he couldn't attract attention, Lin Qing ignored the old lady, and insisted on asking his uncle to write four of them.

Red paper and black ink, the word Dafu is very stylish, and Uncle Tai's words have nothing to say. Lin Qing instructed Xiao Lang to boil the paste, and then asked him to paste the word Fu upside down on the courtyard door, the hall and the kitchen door, and the last one was pasted on the wall of the hall house.

The old lady glanced at it tangledly: "Why are you sticking to the wall?"

"Milk, you don't understand, this is called blessing to the house. Lin Qing is talking nonsense, anyway, she thinks it's good.

"You just fool around, what blessing to the house? I haven't heard of it......" The old lady muttered, while taking the couplet written by her uncle and smearing it with paste on the door, a pair of halls, a pair of courtyard doors, and nothing else, so it was the first one, and it was not good to have more, and the rest of the red paper was put away by the old lady.

Twenty-nine.

The village suddenly had a New Year's celebration overnight, the old lady was worried that her red couplet was too eye-catching, but she didn't expect to go out for a walk, there were more than 20 couplets pasted, and the old lady came back and told her uncle that this year was stronger than in previous years.

After lunch, the old lady and noodles were ready to make dumplings, a family of four started together, and it took nearly two hours to wrap it, Lin Qingbao's least was the most unsightly, although the stuffing was not revealed, but all of them were crooked, just that, the old lady also praised her for making a good bag.

In winter, it was dark early, and after wrapping the dumplings, the sky almost darkened, and after a while, snowflakes fell, and the old lady glanced out, and discussed with her uncle that the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner should be made early, and she would go to bed early after eating.

There is no custom of keeping vigil on Chinese New Year's Eve in the Qinghe Bay area, but there is a rule of "starting five more". After twelve o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve, after three o'clock on the fifth day, everyone began to get up one after another to let go of the cannon, and if they couldn't afford to buy the kind of firecrackers wrapped in red paper, they bought their own earthen cannons in the countryside.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Lin Qing didn't want to sleep, the old lady detained her in the bed and said that she was not allowed to make a fuss, and the whole family would get up when the fifth watch would be up, and no one could sleep lazy, and this time Lin Qing was no exception.

The old lady didn't fall asleep at night, and when the rooster crowed for the first time, the old lady woke up, and when the rooster crowed for the second time, it was estimated that it was almost four o'clock, and the old lady got up and dressed conveniently, and then woke Lin Qing up, regardless of her sleepy little appearance, and quickly dressed her.

Uncle Tai lived here last night, and Xiao Lang shared a bed, and when the old lady came out with Lin Qing in her arms, he and Xiao Lang also got up, and they were in good spirits, so Lin Qing squinted sleepily, hugged the old lady's neck and wanted to sleep.

It's still snowing outside, and it's falling so hard that the snow on the ground is over your calves. The old lady put down Lin Qing and Xiao Lang to clean up the snow in the yard together, and then put off the door cannon, as for the old custom of burning incense and offering something, everyone has not done it well in recent years, and the old lady is not good at being too prominent, if she doesn't get it, she won't get it, and she will cook dumplings directly after the cannon.

Lin Qing's sleepiness finally passed, and as soon as the spirit came up, he hugged Chu Yi and let it print plum blossoms on the flat snow, but Chu Yi was too cold, and he was reluctant to go out of the house, so he struggled in Lin Qing's arms a few times and accidentally fell into the snow nest and was directly buried.

Fifteen followed the trouble, a flying pounce pressed over, the first scream of threat, the sound was a little miserable, after getting out of the snow nest, a claw scratched on Fifteen's back, and then the two fought.

The old lady came out of the kitchen, saw the two noisy, and suddenly darkened her face, if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't get angry and angry on the first morning of the new year, the old lady would definitely come forward and beat them, but it's okay if you can't beat them today, and it's the same if you're hungry.

So when eating dumplings, the old lady didn't say it was dumplings, she didn't give them a mouthful of hot soup, no matter how pitiful the two of them were, it was useless, if they didn't give it, they didn't give it, Lin Qing couldn't feed a few of them secretly, the old lady kept staring at her, and she was still talking about disobedient cats and dogs that they had to starve them.

After eating the dumplings, the old lady gave Lin Qing and Xiao Lang a piece of New Year's money, and the uncle also gave a piece each. Xiao Lang didn't want it at first, but the old lady said with a straight face that she didn't want to pay for the New Year, Lin Qing didn't care about him, she was very happy and collected two yuan of New Year's money, which was not a small amount of money for the children.

There was still a lot of dumpling soup left in the kitchen pot, and the old lady looked at the first and fifteenth years of the first and fifteenth years of the junior high school who were squatting at the kitchen door, and thought about it, so she took the dumpling soup and mixed it with wheat bran, and after mixing, she sent it to the two, "Eat, there is only wheat bran today, and if you don't eat, you will be hungry!"

Lin Qing glanced at it speechlessly, milk, they are not chickens in the backyard, and wheat bran is not their dish!

The first and fifteenth years of the first and fifteenth years of grievances did not eat a bite, and the old lady went to the backyard to feed the chickens without saying a word. In the end, Lin Qing secretly smuggled some cooked food from the space to them, so that they could be half full.

The snow became heavier and heavier, and it was not until the sky became white that it gradually became smaller, but there was still no sign of stopping, and the old lady did not allow Lin Qing to go to the courtyard to play again, and took melon seeds and peanuts for her to eat and play.

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