"Hey, Coco, why are you robbing my shrimp? If you don't eat your shrimp balls and tribute balls, how can you rob my shrimp? ”

Ning Zhichu just wanted to pick up a boiled red shrimp, but Ning Zhichu was snatched by the quick-eyed Ning Ke, which made Ning Zhichu very depressed. After all, among these hot pot ingredients, Ning Zhichu's favorite food is shrimp meat. The tender shrimp meat is cooked in boiling water, and when you put it in your mouth, the delicious taste will fill the entire mouth, and you don't need to chew it very hard, you can bite the shrimp meat and then send it to the stomach to digest slowly.

"Hehe, brother, you can eat more tribute pills, or pork ribs. You're growing up, so you need to eat more meat. ”

Faced with Ning Zhichu's complaints, Ning Hehe smirked and put the snatched shrimp meat in his mouth to avoid Ning Zhichu from grabbing it. However, Ning Zhichu obviously didn't have this plan, he put a few shrimp into the pot again, and said to Ning Ke,

"If you want to eat shrimp, you can get it yourself."

"Don't eat shrimp all the time, eat more celery and lean meat, so that you can be more diligent in the new year."

Ning's mother, who loves her daughter even more, cheered for her daughter at this time, and sandwiched a few stalks of celery and a few pieces of lean meat into Ning Zhichu's bowl, and then read the beautiful meaning of eating celery in her mouth. The celery of celery is a homophone with the industrious diligence, so the older generation likes to eat celery through guò to convey good hopes for the New Year.

"Uh, okay."

Ning Zhichu, who definitely doesn't eat celery in normal times, can only obey Ning's mother's wishes and eat celery at this time. Due to the indulgence of Ning's mother and Ning's father, Ning Zhichu is a very picky eater. The slightest food that is not to his taste will not enter his eyes and his mouth. For example, celery, Ning Zhichu also eats celery, eating celery can be beneficial to gum health. However, unless Ning Zhichu's gums are bleeding, or like this time of the New Year, he will only eat a little, otherwise on weekdays, his chopsticks will never point at celery.

After the family had a happy Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Ning's father turned on the TV and began to watch the New Year's party broadcast by national television. Ning's mother tidied up a little, packed some food, put it in a thermos box, and prepared to send it to Grandma Ning, who was taking care of her grandfather Ning Wendong in the hospital. Ning Zhichu and Ning Ke were instructed to clean the table and wash the dishes and chopsticks.

The New Year's party broadcast by national television has a history of 50 years, from the beginning of the program to be more exciting than the other, to now it is all using routines to go to the heart, so that the older generation has less and less to watch the New Year's party**. The younger generation, such as Knowing Chu, would rather go to the song and dance parties launched by other TV stations, or watch anime and novels on the computer.

After all, the times are different, but the national television has not yet realized this. Those who control the right to speak still follow the routines left by their predecessors and move forward cautiously. Even if it is a reform, it is also a modification of the external skin on the premise of not moving the muscles and bones, so as to attract the audience who has been young in recent years.

Ning Zhichu, who had just watched 2 shows, was a little sleepy after watching it. blink a glance at Dad Ning sitting on the sofa next to him, and found that Dad Ning was already asleep. Shaking his head, after Ning Zhichu shook off some sleepy insects, he took out a quilt from the room, gently covered Ning's father's body, and then turned down the volume of the TV station.

After doing this, Ning Zhichu walked to the door of his sister's room, knocked on the door first, and found that no one responded, Ning Zhichu directly pushed open the door and walked in. After turning on the light, I found that Ning was already lying on the bed and sleeping in a daze, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and I didn't know what good things I dreamed of in my dreams.

After the inspection, Ning Zhichu turned around and returned to his room, quietly waiting for the arrival of half past eleven in the middle of the night. At half past eleven, Ning Zhichu was going to prepare to worship Uncle Tian for the first time in 2006. After all, Mother Ning is going to be in the hospital tonight, accompanying Grandma Ning and Grandpa Ning Wendong to spend the night together.

Ning Zhichu, as the eldest son in the family, is obliged to shoulder this responsibility. As for Father Ning, because tonight was Chinese New Year's Eve, Mother Ning made an exception and allowed him to drink a little more. At this time, Ning's father was already drunk and addicted to dreams. And my sister Ning Ke and Ning Zhichu didn't plan to wake up to help. However, by waiting for twelve o'clock in the morning, she could wake up and watch the fireworks blooming everywhere.

In addition to the urban area and the county town of Xinyang City, firecrackers will be set off at 12 o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve, that is, at 0 o'clock on the first day of the new year. Now that the economy is better, people have a little spare money in their pockets, so they have switched from firecrackers to fireworks of various prices and shapes. According to their psychology, it is to be happy and auspicious. This is not to say that they are ignorant and superstitious, but at the end of the year, at this moment, they can spend lavishly.

Ning Zhichu, who was quietly reading the book in the room, finally waited for the arrival of half past eleven. This is a Chinese New Year's Eve night that Ning Zhichu feels a little difficult, after all, in his memory, the time distance from ** o'clock to half past eleven on Chinese New Year's Eve may only be a few times to brush the mobile phone web page, and it may be just a few games.

According to the main points explained by Ning's mother, Ning Zhichu set up the tribute table and faced the wide open door. There are eight small red plastic bowls on the tribute table, some with a dozen candies, some with two or three handfuls of melon seeds, some with a few packets of biscuits, and some with a few bags of tea......

In the middle of the symmetrically arranged plastic bowls, Ning Zhichu thought about it, and there were still a few packets of well-packaged snacks, a plate of braised pork, a plate of fried pork ribs, a bowl of wolfberry duck broth, and a plate of five spices, all of which had not been sacrificed in the afternoon and were left for use at this moment.

Ning Zhichu, who learned to spit out dates, simply said a few words of blessing, and then inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner. After waiting for about 20 seconds, Ning Zhichu picked up a lighter and a string of firecrackers and came to the door to light them.

"Crackling, crackling."

In the merciless flames, the string of firecrackers that had remained intact quickly disappeared. And with the sound of firecrackers, as if it was a fuse, the village began to gradually sound the sound of firecrackers and fireworks rising into the air and exploding, and then waited for twelve o'clock, as if it was an appointment, in the night sky above several neighboring villages that Ning Zhichu's eyes could see, fireworks bloomed, illuminating the entire sky.

"Brother, what time is it? Is it twelve? ”

When Ning Zhichu finished burning the gold paper and stood silently outside the door, looking at the brilliant fireworks in the sky in the distance, the hazy voice of his sister Ning Ning had just woken up suddenly came to his ears.

"yes, it's twelve. Are you awake, Coco? ”