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The twenty-third day of the lunar month is a small year, the day when the king of the stove goes to heaven. At this time, there is no statue of the king of the stove in each family, not to mention that there is no pot on the stove, and most families have lost this process.

Only the careful and rich people bought a few pieces of sugar melons and lit three incense sticks.

Lamei was born again and believed in the existence of God, especially the god of the Stove King.

Legend has it that the god of the Stove King is the Jade Emperor's "Nine Heavens East Kitchen Si Ming Stove Wangfu Jun", who is responsible for managing the stove fire in the home, bless the family and observe the good and evil deeds of the family.

King Zao had remained at home since Chinese New Year's Eve the previous year, and on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, King Zao would ascend to heaven to report the good or evil deeds of the family to the Jade Emperor in the sky.

According to the report of the Lord of the Stove, the Jade Emperor handed over the fate of the auspicious and evil fortunes that this family should get in the new year to the Lord of the Stove.

Therefore, for the family, the report of the Lord of the Stove is really of great interest.

The original intention of using maltose to sacrifice the stove was to invite the stove to eat maltose, sticking to his teeth, so that he could not adjust his mouth and learn his tongue, and said bad things about the family to the Jade Emperor.

For this reason, Lamei specially bought two catties of maltose from her previous life, gave her mother Ma Huien a catty, and her godmother Qu Xijing a catty, and asked them to worship the king of the stove and then send the prince of the stove to heaven.

Qu Xijing knew that this was given by the "white-haired grandmother", and he was extremely happy. But there is no statue of the god of the stove at home, and it is impossible to make the sacrificial stove ceremony more grand.

This year has passed like this, and next year there must be a statue of the Lord of the Stove at home.

I asked around, and there were some for sale, but it was not ideal.

It turned out that although the above broke the superstition and did not allow the tablet to be pasted with the statue of the god for the family hall, there were still secretly sold, a dime a set, the stove king, heaven and earth, and the family hall.

If you have a family tree, you will buy half a set, five cents, only heaven and earth and the king of the stove. It was secretly printed by a family workshop, and it was all outlined with red lines, which was very rough, that is, there was such a saying.

Qu Xijing thought to herself: Since the white-haired grandmother attaches importance to this, it means that the god of the Stove King is very important, and she can't deal with it by saying anything.

But there is nowhere to buy the good ones. Thinking about it, I thought of the white-haired grandmother. Then he said to Lamei:

"Lamei, the statue of the god Vesta sold behind the back is not like it at all, can you give the white-haired grandmother a good and like, Chinese New Year's Eve paste, it is also like that." ”

Lamei promised herself, and soon bought two sets from her previous life, one set for her mother Ma Huien, and one set for her godmother Qu Xijing. The Lord of the Stove and the Grandma of the King of the Stove are graceful and luxurious, and the printing quality is many times stronger than the reality.

Qu Xijing was so happy that he couldn't help it.

Ma Huien was worried.

Wang Zhang had already secretly bought a set and pasted it on the stove in the north house. Although there is also a stove in the east wing, it is used to burn the kang for heating in winter and to steam dry food at ordinary times.

Since eating in the cafeteria, this big family has been disrupted and separated. Especially later, the meal was divided according to the head, and it was also divided into two parts, Wang Changsuo beat his wife and children, and Wang Guiqiang helped his second aunt Wang Cuixia beat her grandfather, grandmother and Wang Cuixia.

Later, after Wang Changzhu returned from the steelworks, he completely took over the task of cooking.

Meals were also shared, one in the north room and one in the east wing.

"Is this considered two pots and stoves - the family is separated, can we stick the statue of the king on the stove?" Ma Huien asked her husband Wang Changsuo.

Wang Changsuo pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Anyway, this is also sneaky, it is not advocated above, and it is not pasted!"

Ma Huien: "I thought, since the white-haired grandmother gave it, let us post it." If we have it in our hands, don't let the white-haired grandmother blame it. ”

Wang Changsuo: "If you want to think like this, just post it." We can't offend the white-haired grandmother. In the past six months, we have received the gift of white-haired grandmothers. After all, the old man is her own person, and if she wants to, I will explain it to her. ”

The day after it was posted, it was discovered by Wang Zhang's family, and he said menacingly: "I still live in a courtyard, so I will be separated?"

Ma Huien hurriedly explained: "Mother, it's like this: the white-haired grandmother asked Lamei to give me a copy, saying that she wanted me to paste it. I know you bought it, but the white-haired grandmother gave it again, and it's not good if you don't stick it, I ...... Just put it on. ”

Wang Zhang did not scold this time. She can scold Ma Huien, she can scold her grandchildren, she can scold Silly Mei, but she doesn't dare to scold the white-haired grandmother.

The white-haired grandmother has been rumored to be a god in the team, and people say that the white-haired grandmother is the god of goodness, and only the blessed can be blessed by her, and whoever offends her will also be punished. Borrowing a hundred guts, she didn't dare to scold the white-haired grandmother.

"Hmph, just talk about the white-haired grandmother!" Wang Zhang snorted from his nose: "Since the white-haired grandmother asked you to worship in this family, you will have benefits in the future, and you can't miss me." ”

"That's, that's. ”

Seeing that the old lady didn't scold, Ma Huien relaxed a lot, and hurriedly said: "We are naturally still a family, and I won't forget the old man if it is good." ”

When Lamei heard about it, she couldn't be happy: it turns out that you are afraid of the "white-haired grandmother", so I will talk about the "white-haired grandmother" in the future.

I have been scolded a lot by you in my previous life and in this life, just because you are my grandmother, not the same as you! Now that I know your weakness and don't cure your little temper, won't I be reborn in vain!

After twenty-three, the flavor of the year has become stronger. Every house is cleaned, pasted windows, and pasted window grilles. The couplets are scored by the team, and they are all red propaganda.

At this time, people's minds were very simple, although the food in the big canteen was declining, people still felt good about the big canteen, and they all pasted the couplet on the door frame early.

There is also a New Year's flavor on the street. The little boys were all over the street, holding a small piece of incense in their left hand and a small whip from their pocket with their right hand.

The little red whip half an inch long hung a hundred rings, a dime. Adults only buy one hang and put it for a year, so no one is willing to put it in the whole hanging. Disassembled, each time only willing to take out ten out to show off.

But this is only the children of rich families, ordinary families do not have this condition, and the children follow the children with small whips, watching others release with envy and hatred, and they live an addiction of "listening to the sound".

Wang Guiyong belongs to this kind of child. Ma Huien had no money in his hands and could not afford to buy a small whip.

Wang Guiyong was greedy when he looked outside, and when he came back, he took a branch as incense in his left hand, and made a small whip in his right hand, and put the branch close to the "little whip" in his right hand, "lit", threw it into the void, and made a "horn" in his mouth, which was regarded as an addiction to letting go of the small whip.

It also made Wang Xiaoye laugh so much!

Lamei caught up with it once, and it was sour to watch. Thinking of Wang Guiyong's happiness in his previous life, what do you want, but in this life he is so shabby, and he owes him too much!

In fact, the little whip is only a dime a pack in reality, a hundred heads. But Lamei was reluctant to buy it for him, she didn't have much money, and she still had a lot of uses for it years ago!