The Spring Festival is a festival that has haunted the Chinese people for thousands of years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, thousands of households in the land of China are celebrating.

All year round, it's all about the day when it's time to completely relax.

Every house, the sound of firecrackers.

In front of the large round table, surrounded by chicken, duck and fish.

Children have new clothes, and adults often chatter.

On the thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve had a reunion dinner. All of this shows the importance of the Spring Festival to the Chinese people.

On the street, the firecrackers have not stopped since about 12 o'clock in the afternoon. According to legend, in ancient times, there was a horned and four-legged, hideous appearance, and a ferocious beast - Xi, which came to the people's homes to forage for food when it snowed heavily at the end of the year.

Later, someone drove the beast away with broken bamboo.

Therefore, people have kept this tradition alive.

During the Spring Festival, there is only one unique to China in the world. Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, every household sticks up to the door and sets off fireworks.

However, now because of the impact of Western culture in China, many young people have gradually lost importance to our own culture.

What Christmas, lover. The chaotic festival has stayed in China in a deformed way.

Perhaps, in a few years, our own festival will be forgotten by the new generation.

Even though it is now 10 years, it is a good chanting of foreign monks, and many young people are keen to celebrate Western festivals.

However, for Liu Xiaoming, his festival is only the Spring Festival, not Christmas.

There is only Tanabata, no lover.

In his words, 'I can respect these festivals, but it's my business to accept it or not.' ’

At noon, Liu Xiaoming made the most sumptuous meal since he was reborn in the rented house with the ingredients that had been purchased a long time ago.

There were four bowls on the table, and although he was the only one, he just put four bowls.

Of these, one plays empty. The other two bowls contained finished rice.

On top of the bowl, a pair of chopsticks lay horizontally. Next to one of the bowls was half a glass of white wine. After Liu Xiaoming brought all the dishes, he picked up a glass of white wine next to the dinner.

"Grandpa, grandma. Although your second elder has left, my relatives in this life are your second elder. Today, it is Chinese New Year's Eve, and your grandson has given you a toast to the second elder. ”

After speaking, Liu Xiaoming poured half a glass of liquor in his hand on the ground.

Yes, Liu Xiaoming respects the two old men who raised him.

Three years ago, Liu Xiaoming's grandfather died, and the following year, his grandmother also left.

The grandparents raised Liu Xiaoming from a teenager to a teenager.

Without these two elders, Liu Xiaoming himself would not know what he was like.

In China, during the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion dinner, it is necessary to sacrifice the deceased elders.

At the third time, Liu Xiaoming put down the wine glass, and then kowtowed respectfully three times in front of the bowl.

Then, Liu Xiaoming got up and sat on the edge of the table and began to eat.

As for the other bowl, no one knows whose it is.

One person, four bowls. Liu Xiaoming's reunion dinner is over.

Then, after cleaning up the table, Liu Xiaoming cleaned up at home. Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the house must be cleaned today, and on the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is not allowed to use a broom.

After cleaning up, it was already late afternoon.

The Spring Festival Gala, maybe we are tired of it now. However, it still does not hinder people's expectations for the Spring Festival Gala.

Not for anything else, just for the host's New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country.

This sentence makes many people have a strange illusion, that is, they really celebrate the New Year with the people of the whole country.

After all, the country is so big, and the only thing everyone is doing together is watching the Spring Festival Gala on their TV.

Liu Xiaoming is no exception, he likes to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

He also doesn't want to evaluate the quality of the shows in it, because it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad. The important thing is that feeling.

Many people say that the Spring Festival Gala is getting worse and worse, and they don't want to watch it more and more.

However, compared with the dramas that some people chase all night, the Spring Festival Gala is actually very good.

There is a Spring Festival Gala every year, and it is impossible to satisfy everyone. The Spring Festival Gala is not a formal party, but a meaning.

"It's a pity, no one gave me New Year's money this year, I should still have New Year's money at my age. In that case, then I'll give myself a red envelope. ”

Liu Xiaoming couldn't help but chatter while watching the sketches in the Spring Festival Gala.

To tell the truth, the Spring Festival is still a very good party.

Many of the programs in it are loved by Liu Xiaoming.

What surprised Liu Xiaoming the most was that at the Spring Festival Gala in the past 10 years, he actually saw the star master. Although Liu Xiaoming should have seen it, he had forgotten it a long time ago.

After all, there are still a few people who remember the Spring Festival Gala they watched many years ago. Liu Xiaoming likes a few words in the cross talk of the party very much

I use the words of my dad's colleague, here are two gold bars, you know the noble one and the dirty one. ’

'Don't panic if you can't go up, maybe heaven is down there. ’

These two sentences make people think about it.

Watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating melon seeds and fruits, Liu Xiaoming walked through the first year after his rebirth alone in this small room.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, tangyuan is an essential food.

Tangyuan, also known as Lantern Festival. It is one of the many foods in China, and it is also a relatively special one.

The sugar-filled, or shredded-potato filling, or tofu-filled rice balls rise and fall in the boiling water, and the glorious appearance looks exceptionally good.

Liu Xiaoming scooped up a few ripe ones and put them in a bowl, and then started eating.

"I didn't expect it, the rice balls I made myself taste pretty good."

After satisfying breakfast, Liu Xiaoming got on the car and left.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so Liu Xiaoming is going to pay New Year's greetings.

First of all, Liu Xiaoming's goal is his father's family.

Although, the two sides have already separated. However, dad is dad, and during the New Year's holidays, the number of gifts cannot be less.

Huaxia is a country that speaks of etiquette. Stepmother Liu Xiaoming doesn't have to care, but his own father will be a little too much if he doesn't go to pay New Year's greetings.

came to the door of the house and knocked on the security door that had never been warm for Liu Xiaoming.

"Squeak...."

It was Liu Xiaoming's stepmother who opened the door, although her face was still the same as always. However, at this time, she is already much more polite, and she is no longer as cynical as before.

"Come in, your dad is watching TV in the room."

Strangely, she spoke to Liu Xiaoming, and her words were still so 'gentle'.

Liu Xiaoming knew what the reason was, and he didn't care. took off his shoes and put on a pair of sandals next to the shoe cabinet, the cold feeling made Liu Xiaoming shiver with cold again.

Unprecedentedly, this woman actually brought Liu Xiaoming a pair of cotton shoes that looked like Liu Xiaoming's father.

Let's wear this. ”

Liu Xiaoming silently replaced Xie, it was indeed cold. When he came to the room, Liu Xiaoming saw his father Liu Shu watching TV and a pack of cigarettes in front of him. A small amount of smoke was filling, and there was a large plate of fruit melon seeds and sugar on the coffee table in front of it.

"Dad...."

Liu Xiaoming's shout made Liu Shu's eyes take his eyes off the TV, and when he turned his head to see Liu Xiaoming, there was still a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"I'm back..."

"Hmm..."

"Okay, let's eat at home at noon."

After hesitating, Liu Xiaoming still agreed.

"Okay."

Hearing this, Tan Mei, the stepmother next to her, did not object, but turned around and went to the kitchen. Liu Xiaoming sat down on the red sofa.

"Let's smoke."

Liu Shu handed over a pack of cigarettes, but the cigarettes were still unopened. Liu Xiaoming remembered that he bought it a few days ago.

"Okay, why didn't I go to my aunt's house this year."

Every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Liu Xiaoming, a relative of everyone, wants to spend a day together.

It is generally the first year of junior high school, either at the aunt Liu Ying's house or at the sister-in-law Liu Xiang's house.

"Your second uncle didn't come back this year, so they were in their own homes."

"Oh...."

"You made money last year, it's not bad...."

This is a compliment, Liu Xiaoming doesn't know how many years he hasn't heard his father praise himself........