There is a folk proverb that twenty-three sacrifices to the stove official, twenty-four sweep the house, twenty-five grind tofu, twenty-six to cut meat, twenty-seven to kill chickens, twenty-eight applique flowers, twenty-nine to fight wine, thirty to pinch dumplings, the first day of the first year to pout the buttocks and make trouble......

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Su Qingzhi finally returned home before it was completely dark, despite the howling northwest wind.

Su's mother knew that her son was on vacation today, and the meals were all hot in the pot, so she waited for him to come back and open the pot to eat.

Several tiled houses at home are pasted with Spring Festival couplets, and the sound of festive firecrackers resounded everywhere in the village, full of New Year's flavor.

There was a fire in the house, and Su Qingzhi washed his hands while roasting the fire, and the heat came to his face, dispelling the cold air in his body.

"Dad—"

Taking advantage of Su's mother's dinner, Su Qingzhi handed the "three good students" certificate and the final exam transcript in the schoolbag to Su's father.

In the second semester of 1998, Su Qingzhi was rated as an outstanding three-good student, and this certificate was specially issued for encouragement. Longyu County No. 1 Senior High School. ”

The two rows of words on the certificate of merit are the same, but Father Su never gets tired of reading it, reading it over and over again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is like a flower bone blooming in spring.

In the end, Father Su finally put down the certificate of merit student, and his attention shifted to the transcript again, he kept nodding, although he didn't say anything to praise, but Su Qingzhi could tell from his expression that his father was quite satisfied with this transcript.

"There is still a lot of room for improvement in the next semester. Father Su was greatly pleased.

Su's mother also came over, her attention was all on the three-good student award, and she didn't have time to eat, so she and Su's father posted it on the wall together, and Su Qingzhi said that the two of them gave up.

In the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, before dawn in the morning, Su Qingzhi was woken up by the sound of crackling firecrackers.

The children in the village are the most fond of the New Year, wearing flower clothes, pinching a stick of incense in their hands, dismantling the long-hanging firecrackers, the cannon core is drawn on the incense, and the courtyard wall is still in the neighbor's yard, and the neighbor is woken up with a "pop".

There is a custom in the countryside that you must get up early in the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, and you must not shout, and you must knock on the door with firecrackers to be auspicious.

In this era, it was not rich, fireworks and the like were only available in the city, and in the countryside there were all kinds of firecrackers, such as gas rockets, kaleidoscopes, two-shot cannons, thunderbolts, torpedoes, and throwing cannons...... The sounds are intertwined, and they are more lively than the chirping cicadas in the treetops in summer.

Su Qing knew that it was too noisy, and yesterday he heard that the water was safe and sound during the day, and he was very unhappy, so he and several friends in the same village of the same age took their dogs and went to the field to catch rabbits.

There had been a heavy snowfall the other day, and the snow in the wheat field was knee-deep, so it was a good time to catch rabbits.

Out of Zhangjia Village to the east of Erli, there is a barren old grave, here is a place where rabbits, pheasants, weasels and other wild things often haunt.

Su Qingzhi counted it, there were six people in their group, ten dogs, and it would definitely not work if they were encircled, the cemetery was too big.

After a few people summed it up, they decided to go home and get the rabbit trap, and hundreds of sets were densely packed in the east and north directions of the cemetery, and a layer of mouse traps was buried in the snow layer around the rabbit cover, which was considered a double insurance.

The rabbit cover is made of silver thin wire, which is very hidden in the snow, and it is not clear if you don't look carefully.

Several people first put the dogs on the periphery, and each took out two firecrackers, entered the cemetery from the west and south, and set the firecrackers on fire, and the low sound of firecrackers startled more than a dozen pheasants.

Their target is hares, and pheasants with flapping wings are not easy to catch because they can fly.

If you catch pheasants, you can't put down the set, you need to go under the net, more than ten meters high net spread, as long as the pheasant flies, immediately glued to the net.

After the sound of firecrackers, ten dogs rushed in, and chickens and dogs jumped in the snow, and the hares with light yellow fur were chased by the dogs.

Six people scattered, whistling, from time to time lit a firecracker, to drive the wild things to the east and north, the hares in the dead grass and cypress holes were awakened, headless and brainless, a bold little fat man in the village rolled up his sleeves and caught rabbits with his bare hands.

"Be careful, don't get bitten. The friends opened their mouths to remind.

The rabbit is in a hurry to bite people, and this is not true at all.

Su Qingzhi was bitten by a rabbit when he was a child, and his heart hurt so much that he shed half a bowl of blood, and since then he has never dared to underestimate this fluffy little thing.

"Wow, hurry up, there are a lot of rabbits over there!"

Su Qingzhi and a few people listened to it, and they quickly closed the circle.

The rabbit leash they play is not strong enough, and there is no problem in leashing the rabbit, but the hare will certainly not be caught on its legs, and if it struggles desperately, it may escape with the hare with the leash.

"That's too much, isn't it?"

Out of the cemetery, Su Qingzhi was stunned by the scene in front of him, dozens of hares were struggling in the snow, and the mouse traps were not in vain, and they also caught a few fat hares.

There were two big yellow dogs prostrate on the ground, and when they came closer, everyone was happy, and they saw that the big yellow dog had a weasel in its mouth, a hare under its front paws, and a hare under its buttocks.

Everyone who comes out of the countryside knows that the weasel thing is stinking and smelly, and it is usually killed and thrown away, and he is not even willing to peel the skin.

Su Qingzhi was busy collecting the spoils, and the little fat man went back to the village to call people, there were too many hares, and the six of them would definitely not be able to carry them.

A wheelbarrow was pushed over from the village, loaded the wild animals into the car, and everyone returned with a full load.

Eating rabbit meat at Xiaopang's house at night, Su Qingzhi brought a few bottles of Erguotou from his house, ate meat, and drank wine in a big bowl, which was very energetic.

After being full of wine and food, he began to keep the New Year, moved the table and bench, went to the village commissary to buy a few decks of playing cards, played an upgraded table, fought a table of landlords, played mahjong, and a group of people around the brazier to bake the fire, so lively.

Xiaopang's family is a well-off household in the village, and only his family has a color TV in the entire Zhangjia Village, so he can't watch the Spring Festival Gala and keep the New Year's Eve at his house.

When the New Year's bell rings, firecrackers are set off in every household to welcome the arrival of the New Year in this ancient way.

Su's mother called Su Qingzhi home, and it was almost time to keep the New Year, and she had to go to her grandmother's house to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year, and when the seven aunts and eight aunts met, they would have to toss for another day.

"Will my dad go to my grandma's house tomorrow?" asked Su Qingzhi.

Su Mu said, "Go." ”

Su Qingzhi smiled bitterly, Su's father and aunt were in conflict, as long as the two met, they were all kinds of moths.

Auntie, she is not bad, but she is a little snobbish, she has always looked down on Father Su, dislikes him for having no ability, and has harmed her sister for a lifetime.

Father Su is a typical intellectual temper, you respect me a foot, I respect you, if you don't give me a good face, do I still want to slap you?

Sorry, it can't be done!

Hey, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and it seems that tomorrow will be another Hongmen feast.