The smell of firecrackers mixed with the aroma shrouded the sky over the backer, and the girls and boys lined up in a mighty line, scurrying around in the tun. At this time, it is the freest day of the year, as long as you don't set fires, no one cares what you do, and it's strange if you don't go crazy.

These little guys don't have any purpose, they just wander around, they are happy, and they want to vent their expectations for the New Year, so they can jump and scream.

Whose lantern pole is the highest, whose lantern is the most beautiful, whose hanging money is the most exquisite, and whose family makes delicious food, have all become hot topics of discussion.

The fat man saw that Qiqi was also like a little tail, following behind and making noise, and couldn't help smacking his lips: The human touch is really strong, and the reason why the New Year's flavor is getting weaker and weaker is because the human touch is weaker.

This large army often makes some noise, and the little boys basically carry a small foreign whip, a hundred rings, each of which is not much thicker than a matchstick, and the movement is small, but it is safe.

It's reluctant to put it out with a crackle, so I have to remove it and put it one by one. Holding a stick of incense in his hand, he poked the cannon twist into the fire, and then raised his hand and shook it, and with a snap, a cloud of white smoke exploded in the air.

It doesn't matter if you don't have such high-end things as incense candles, just find a long wicker stick, put it in the stove pit and light it, blow out the fire seedlings, and the rest is red charcoal, which can be smoked slowly for a long time. Seeing that it was going to be extinguished, he quickly blew it twice, and it was immediately red again.

There are also tricks in the artillery battle, which are held by hand. Two fingers pinched the bottom of the small foreign whip, snapped, exploded at the fingertips, the face did not change color, the heart did not beat, the thief was evil.

However, most of the little girls dare not play like this, and the safer way is to stick the cannon to the ice, or insert it into the snow, and then use or stick to point it.

In contrast, Qiqi is quite chic, holding a sorghum stalk more than a meter long in his hand, and piercing a small eye with a nail at the front end, just in time for the artillery battle.

Mao Mao held a fire stick in his hand, and the cannon that had been inserted hit it exploded with a snap, and Qiqi didn't even blink his eyes.

It's just that Mao Mao is a little depressed, it covers its ears with one hand, holds a stick with the other hand, and when the cannon goes off, it jumps suddenly, rings, jumps, but the loyal Mao Mao still follows Qiqi's side, this fearless revolutionary spirit, even the fat man provokes his big finger.

Tomorrow on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Yangge team will go to the commune to pay New Year's greetings, and it is inevitable that people will set off firecrackers or something, and the size of the hair is also considered a horn, and it is expected that there will be high hopes for it.

The fat man followed behind and watched for a long time, and finally suddenly realized: the happiest people in the New Year are the children, and the atmosphere is fanned by these guys.

Think about it thirty years later, a family of children will be in the house watching TV, and it is strange who to find to make noise, and it is not lonely.

Back at Captain Li's house, the house was steaming, and Aunt Li was cooking with her daughter-in-law. The sumptuous meal of the year is undoubtedly the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, which is usually even: eight, ten, or twelve.

Eight dishes are eight directions into wealth, ten dishes are perfect, twelve dishes are six or six Shun, six plus six equals twelve. These are mostly about flattering lip service.

Chickens and fish are a must, good luck, and there is more than enough every year, both of which are indispensable. In addition, the boiled pork claws should not be missing, and they should be whole. This can't be eaten casually, generally speaking, it is eaten by the head of the family or the old man who works, and it is best to eat the front hooves, which is called: the money rake.

The fat man looked at it, and he couldn't be idle, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, and also showed his hands: one is the little baby's most proud pot wrapped meat, and the other is the braised fish maw.

"Dinner." Captain Li waved his hand, a bit of the momentum of commanding thousands of troops. This year is the most solid year, so I have enough confidence to speak. Unlike before, eating dumplings is considered the New Year.

There are also two tables, on the kang is Captain Li leading the two sons, plus the fat man, and the four of them sit cross-legged, each on one side; The underground is led by Aunt Li, the daughter-in-law, the little granddaughter Erya, and Qiqi. Originally, one table was enough, but in order to have a good meal, I opened two tables, all year round, and I didn't just pass this day.

The fat man's pot wrapped meat is really good, the color is golden, the outside is charred and the inside is tender. Including Captain Li, he had never tasted this, and when he chewed it, he was full of praise.

In addition, the braised fish maw is also good, the fish maw is all simmering, first make a water copy, then put on the seasoning, simmer slowly over low heat, stew to the end, the gelatin of the fish maw is released, sticky and shiny, oily and shiny. It is smooth and firm in the mouth, and it is really delicious.

The fat man shook off his cheeks, Captain Li raised his glass frequently, and in the end he didn't know how much he drank, anyway, four bottles of old white dried bottom, and the captain's old boy drank wine.

In the memory of the fat man, this is the most comfortable and practical Chinese New Year's Eve meal.

I heard a commotion underground, and I saw Qiqi and Erya with red faces, dancing and chattering, and they were extremely excited, and no one could say that they would listen.

The fat man asked, daring to love the two little girls each drank a glass of wine, playing drunk, a little unconvinced.

"It's worth it, it's the other way around!" Aunt Li shouted and went straight to the kitchen, the fat man thought that her old man was going to carry a kitchen knife or a rolling pin or something, but unexpectedly brought a big basin, which was melted frozen pears and red or something.

"Let's all have a sober wine, a bunch of big and small wine bags." Aunt Li sent them one by one. The fat man took a bite of the frozen pear, and the pear flesh inside was snow-white, sweet and cold, and it was really refreshing.

The outside gradually darkened, and the second fat man led a group of boys to rush in, each carrying a small lantern in his hand, all of which were papier-mâché, and there were small waxes inside, lined up, like a small fire dragon.

Qiqi and Erya were happy now, and Mei Zizi put the canned bottle lantern, which was lit with little red wax, and it was bright and bright.

The wild boys immediately screamed and died of envy. But who can buy canned food these days, there are no canned bottles at all, that is, the fat man, the loser.

So Qiqi and Erya became the "dragon heads", arrogant, leading the team in front with small lanterns, and each family went around, basically every family had to walk around.

What's going on for the New Year? Isn't it just a child? But the adults were also happy, and Wang Sanpao and the car boss also came around, put on the cards and played.

There is also a table on the ground, which is a few little daughters-in-law, all of whom are holding big cigarette pouches and looking at small cards. It's noisy, and it's more lively than on the kang.

The fat man smiled, took out two decks of playing cards from his pocket, and played with a group of guys. The New Year's Day, how much to play with a little color, and finally everyone unanimously agreed: to win the brain.

It is said that the fat man's card skills can only be regarded as average, but the score is compared with whom, the villagers rarely play poker, and it can be said that there is no technical content at all.

Now the fat man came hard, and finally played his fingers a little numb. He didn't dare to exert his strength yet, if he used all his strength, he would probably have to pack his head.