Chapter 64: A Spring Festival
When the sound of firecrackers and fireworks gradually increased in the night sky, the various decorations on the streets turned bright red, and the bacon and sausage jelly hanging by the window were taken down, the smell of the New Year slowly spread in the hearts of every Chinese. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Green onion, ginger and garlic, fish, pig and sheep, sauce, vinegar and salt, white dumplings with thin skin, leek, cabbage, celery, boiling water, thick water vapor, Chinese New Year's Eve rice began to be made.
During the Chinese New Year, I went back to my hometown, which is in the countryside far away from the town, and only when electricity is pulled into the village does it have some modern atmosphere, and the rest is even the nearest road a few miles away.
But it can be said that outside the world is a peach orchard, and in such a remote village, the sky is full of stars.
The light in the city was too heavy, and the smoke was too thick, and when you looked at the sky, you could only see the reflected lights, and the stars that had existed in the past gradually began to fade out of people's vision.
It's just a pity that no photographic instrument has eyes that can see farther and clearer, otherwise you can always see such a pure starry sky in your mobile phone after taking a photo.
The temperature in the countryside was much colder than in the city, so I had enough of seeing the stars in the courtyard and went back to the house to warm up.
There is a stove in the house, and there is such a stove in the houses in the north, and after the fire is lit, as long as the coal heat is added, it is constantly supplied, and it is very warm.
Mom and Dad were still at a relative's house, and I didn't want to move, so I stayed in the house to keep warm.
Grandma is still cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks and wrapping dumplings.
"Grandma, let's make dumplings now." I walked to the kitchen, where the temperature was still high because of the fire, and my grandmother was sitting on a wooden maza, wrapped in dumplings, and there were a lot of coins and dates on the plate next to her.
Hold the coins and dates in the dumplings and cook them together, if you eat them, it means that the business will be smooth in the coming year, and life will be as sweet as dates.
Although it is just a good wish, it is always a faith, the Chinese's belief in the year.
"It's too late." Grandma wrapped the dumplings and didn't forget to add a few more firewood to the earthen stove, "Go to the house, it's cold here." ”
"Oh yes." I nodded and went back inside.
It was still warm inside, and before the Spring Festival Gala on TV started, I was roasted to a drowsy spot by the fire.
That's when my phone rang suddenly.
"Hey, what is Meng doing?" Brother Chao called me.
"I'm waiting for the Spring Festival Gala." I speak spiritually.
"What are you looking at the Spring Festival Gala, go outside!" There was a noisy voice from Brother Chao's side.
"No, Brother Chao, where are you?" I asked, a little surprised.
"On the beach." A laugh suddenly came from Brother Chao's side.
"Who's next to you?" I asked with a wink.
After a noisy voice came from the other side of the phone, Brother Chao said, "Don't say it, Happy New Year, I'm off." ”
"Eh, okay." There was a beep on the other side of the phone, and I turned off the screen.
What I have to do in the new year is different from that of Brother Chao, I have to learn a foreign language, and I can't live with them anymore.
And it was really a lot of things that happened in that year, and I felt all kinds of different feelings.
"Who are you talking to?" Grandma asked, pushing the door open.
"My friend called me." I looked at my grandmother, but she was dressed in a very simple cloth jacket that didn't look very thick.
Isn't grandma cold? I asked in my mind.