() I have to say that the power of that "fish" is really good, and the effect is quite ideal.

Zheng Si heard a lot of liquid splashing sounds, as well as shouts and curses that seemed particularly abrupt and shrill on this night.

The stench was scattered, and the toothpick man rushed out of the hut without even fully pulling up his pants, tripped over his pants after running two steps, rolled on the ground, and got some dung pits on the ground, and rushed into the house with a body of.

The influence of the "torpedo" bombing manure pit was too large, and even some firewood stacks were splashed, Zheng Si was glad that he used the firewood stacks as a shield, so he didn't get hit, and the trees in the yard of the toothpick man were splashed. What impressed Zheng Xi was that this thatched house was quite sturdy, and he didn't see any obvious explosions. Of course, there may also be explosions, but he can't see it.

Although Zheng Si really wanted to see the miserable condition of the toothpick man again, the stench was so strong that he smelled it and wanted to vomit, and he didn't want to stay here for a second. The noise here has already disturbed some people, and the toothpick man's house has already started to make a commotion.

Zheng Si hurriedly left the backyard of the toothpick man's house, and when he left, he had to avoid those smelly drips.

The villagers who lived around didn't pay attention to the explosion after hearing it, they just thought that whose bear child was blowing up a puddle or something, who knew that the sound was followed by scolding, and just opened the door to see what was going on, and the evening breeze blew in their faces, bringing the smell of the thatched house......

Zheng Si took two "torpedoes" from the toothpick man's box, blew one up, and the spare one had an extra "torpedo" Zheng Si hid it under a tile, and he couldn't see it without lifting the tile. And no one will be idle to pick up the broken tiles in the corner of the yard. If you see that toothpick man in the future, provoke your own people. You can use it again when the time comes.

When Zheng Si returned to the backyard of the old house, he still felt that there was a smell of toilet on his body, I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, or if the smell had not dissipated. To be on the safe side. Zheng Si squatted on the firewood stack outside for a while.

While squatting on the firewood stack, Zheng Si saw the three-legged tortoiseshell cat, which was running briskly past the backyard of the old house with a fat mouse in his mouth.

All three legs move faster than some cats, is the hawksbill so good?

Zheng sighed and shook his ears, no matter what, he admired the three-legged cat.

About twenty minutes later, Old Man Jiao came back with Jiao Yuan, and Zheng Si followed them into the house.

Old man Jiao and Jiao Yuan both had a little smell of pigsty, so. Even Zheng Si really smelled of a toilet. It won't be obvious either. Anyway, he's not the only one with a stench.

The big yellow dog sniffed beside Old Man Jiao and Jiao Yuan, sneezed, and then sniffed next to Zheng Si. I wanted to stick out my tongue and lick it, but I was slapped a few times by Zheng Si, and obediently ran to squat next to the old lady.

The people of the Jiao family did not deliberately pay attention to Zheng Si's movements, and the people who stayed at home thought that he followed Old Man Jiao out for a walk outside, and Old Man Jiao and Jiao Yuan thought that he had been staying in the backyard, so they didn't think that Zheng Si had any abnormal behavior.

That night, Zheng Si picked up a small wooden bucket and asked Jiao's mother to boil the bath water and take a good bath, otherwise he would always feel weird, and he was embarrassed to burrow the bed.

The next day, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, was rì.

Early in the morning, the four adults of the Jiao family got up and were busy. Zheng Si also got out of the bed and went to the kitchen for breakfast. Jiao's father and they had already eaten, and Zheng Si squatted on a chair alone to eat the breakfast Jiao's mother prepared for him.

While eating, Zheng sighed while listening to the conversation between Old Man Jiao and Father Jiao.

"I'll just say, our dog's body here is good, it's not so delicate, go out and walk around jīng." The old man pointed to the yard and jumped left and right in front of a plastic toy little yellow duck that he didn't know where to pick it up.

"Don't you give it breakfast?" Jiao's father asked.

"Breakfast? No, it's not your cat, who still has three meals?! ”

After talking about the dog, the old man Jiao grinned and told Jiao's father about the toothpick man, early this morning, many people in the village knew about the toothpick man pooping by someone, and until now I don't know who did it. According to the toothpick man's own recollections, he didn't hear anyone open the door of his backyard, and only heard the subtle sizzling sound when the firecrackers were lit throughout the whole process.

In addition, the toothpick man's new mobile phone not long after he bought it also suffered, at that time, he was frightened, and the new mobile phone with the color sè screen flip in his hand fell into the dung pit, and it was not easy to fish out, even if it was fished out, it could not be used, and no one would use it again.

The toothpick man was so angry that his liver hurt, he didn't fall asleep all night, his mouth didn't stop, and he kept scolding people and scolding for dawn.

Some people in the village gloated a lot in private, the toothpick man provoked too much hatred, and few people sympathized with him, especially his mobile phone, the money to buy a mobile phone came from the wrong way, and after buying a mobile phone, he showed off in front of people all day long, dragging it like 2580,000 yuan, and he thought he was a local tyrant when he took a mobile phone.

Since it was the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, firecrackers began to be set off in the village in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Mr. Jiao and Dad Jiao both told them, don't go out to run, firecrackers and firecrackers will be set off everywhere today, it will not be good to blow up people, it is very dangerous, especially like Jiao Yuan and Xiaoyuzi, they don't know much about this side, and they are prone to accidents. Suo xìng, Jiao's father, let them all stay at home directly.

Zheng Si watched them busy moving tables, putting candlesticks, incense burners, etc. For Chinese New Year's Eve, candles and incense are lit, and some paper is burned. In the past, it was a legend, a tradition passed down from ancestors to ask for the blessings of the gods, pray for blessings, pray for wealth and longevity. Now it's a custom that gives people a kind of psychological sustenance. In recent years, although many customs have been followed, it is not necessary to follow the old rites.

Dad Jiao was originally going to take Old Man Gu and the second elder over for the New Year together, but Old Man Gu refused.

Jiao Wei sent over a few firecrackers, all of which he and some of his peers in the village rolled by themselves, the big one on the red paper was as thick as Jiao Yuan's arm, and Zheng Si looked a little trembling. The other two are rolled with other papers, smaller ones, and are for Jiao Yuan to play.

Here they call this big firecracker "chūn lei" and put it at Chinese New Year's Eve.

Before, Zheng Si felt that there were too many people setting off firecrackers in the village. However, when it was time to eat the New Year's dinner, I realized that what I had seen before was trivial.

Jiao Yuan helped Jiao's father move the firecrackers he bought, dismantled and sorted them out and placed them on the empty ground in front of the old house. Before the meal, Jiao's father took the incense and lit it.

"Quick, close the door, and they're all in."

Jiao's father ran into the house to cover the door, and when the firecrackers exploded outside, the debris was everywhere, and the door was not hidden, and the debris could fly into the house.

Zheng Si squatted at the window, looking at the crackling firecrackers outside and the smoke rising with the firecrackers. If only every house in the city had firecrackers. It is estimated that the "haze" has been "hazy" for a long time.

As for the big yellow dog. I've been squatting at the dinner table for a long time. Firecrackers or something, it's all about it.

After the firecrackers were over, Jiao's father took the "chūn thunder" given by Jiao Wei and went out to set it off. Compared with the firecrackers just now, this time it is farther away from the old house.

Bang!

The loud explosion made Zheng Si feel that the whole ground was shaking, and the windows were rattling.

Outside, the firecrackers and the debris from the explosion of the big firecracker covered the ground with a layer of red sè.

Eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and setting off fireworks, the two children were so excited that they went to bed late.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, there are very few people who set off firecrackers and fireworks, and the children can't stay up and have already fallen asleep, and the night is much quieter.

Zheng Si had some insomnia tonight, and he didn't feel like he was thinking about anything. I just can't sleep.

It was his first lively year.

At this time last year, in the Eastern District compound, there were many restrictions in the city, and there were only four members of the Jiao family, which was not so noisy here.

For the New Year, it is really better to be lively.

As soon as Zheng Si thought of this, he heard firecrackers crackling outside, and more and more people set them off. Firecrackers are set off after midnight, which is the custom here. Moving his ears, Zheng Si heard Jiao's father's voice, and it didn't take long to hear the sound of firecrackers in front of the old house, and he would be woken up no matter how dead he slept was.

Hearing these voices, Zheng Si couldn't help but sigh again, in fact, it's not so good if it's too lively.

Due to sleeping late, Zheng Si lay in bed for a while on the morning of the first day of junior high school, Xiaoyuzi didn't get up, and her sleep quality was not very good all night.

When Zheng sighed, he saw Jiao's father and Jiao Yuan and others who had just come back from outside, and early in the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jiao Yuan was pulled up and went to the grave, and he was still yawning when he came back.

As a child, there is a lot of money. Jiao Yuan and Xiao Yuzi received a red envelope from Mr. Jiao and the old lady, and Jiao Wei's parents came over and stuffed one for Jiao Yuan and Xiao Yuzi.

As a cat, there was no New Year's money, but Zheng Si received two red envelopes from Jiao's father and Jiao's mother when they came together in the morning......

In the first year of junior high school, Zheng sighed for nothing, and he basically lay on the cat climbing frame made by Old Man Jiao to make up for sleep. In the second year of junior high school, Jiao's father and his family of four and Zheng Si drove to Gu's old man's house, which was Jiao Yuan's grandfather's house. The Jiao family and the Gu family are not too far apart, and they can be reached in half an hour by car.

After playing in the Gu family for a few days, I came back to the Jiao family's old house.

I heard that the toothpick man is very honest these days, and I heard that some people speculated that he was yīn because he provoked someone, and he hasn't gone out much during this time. The toothpick man is like this, the fear of being retaliated against again is one one, and the face problem is the second, after all, there are few people in the village who don't know about the manure pit being blown up when the toothpick man.

Visiting relatives and friends has nothing to do with Zheng Si, he watched the big yellow dogs running around and playing, and he couldn't stay idle, so he went out for a walk after dinner.

During this time in the old mansion, Zheng Si became more familiar with the surroundings and was able to walk around alone.

Walking in the field, the old house behind him became smaller and smaller, and in the field, which stretched into the distance, lay several graves, some of which were surrounded by fragments of firecrackers and burned incense paper, obviously someone had come, and there were not many people. And some are still overgrown with weeds, not even a single incense, no one to clean it, no one to worship.

Zheng Si walked forward, paying attention to the surrounding situation, and suddenly saw several people coming towards the field not far away.

Hey, aren't those guys in BM?

ps：

(2.1) Inadvertently, this holiday has passed in the midst of visiting relatives and friends and going to banquets...... It's really fast.