On the first night of the New Year of the Monkey, Ye Zi has been accompanying Li Shufen on the third floor. The mother and son watched the Spring Festival Gala on TV, chatting about the show and other things, just like the real mother and son, intimate.

This is almost every year on Chinese New Year's Eve.

After Cui Jianguo and Cui Zhengguang, father and son drank, they leaned back on the sofa in a daze and were already snoring. Li Shufen took two thick military coats out and covered them and asked them to take a nap.

At half past ten, Ye Zi woke up Cui Jianguo and Cui Zhengguang, who were leaning on the sofa and taking a nap, and when they washed their faces and sobered up, the family of four began to make dumplings.

Rolling dumpling skins, Cui Jianguo is a good hand.

The dough has long been awakened, cut, divided, and set aside to prepare. The short rolling pin that Cui Jianguo held in his right hand was slightly thicker in the middle and slightly thinner at the ends, and it was very obedient in his hand.

Press the divided dough with the palm of your left hand, then pick it up slightly, stick one end of the dough on the table top that has been scrubbed clean and sprinkled with flour, slowly turn it clockwise, and move the rolling pin in your right hand at the same time to start rolling the skin. Cui Jianguo's movements have a special rhythm, and every movement seems to be clear, and it doesn't seem to be fast at all, but Li Shufen, Ye Zi, and Cui Zhengguang are making dumplings at the same time, and they can't catch up with his speed of rolling skin.

The dumpling wrappers he rolled out were slightly bulging in the middle and slightly lower on both sides, like a small dough hat. Put in the dumplings wrapped in meat filling, they are all "big shoulders and round waists", standing on the board, like rows of mighty soldiers waiting for review.

The family stood around the table, happily wrapping dumplings while watching a program on TV. Even Cui Zhengguang, who has always been a slacker, was also happily helping to make dumplings together at this time. From time to time, he teased Ye Zi, causing Li Shufen to laugh happily, or a disgusting "chopstick education" for each person.

This, that's what home tastes like!

This is also the reason why Ye Zi worked hard in this life and this life. He wants to make this warm and comfortable home. Forever and forever like this!

As soon as the bell rang at zero o'clock, when Cui Jianguo and Cui Zhengguang went to the balcony to set off firecrackers, Li Shufen put the dumplings into the pot where the water had boiled. After a while, the dumplings are cooked.

The family happily finished eating New Year's dumplings. Cui Jianguo's father and son looked at Li Shufen's white eyes, and proudly opened a bottle of old liquor. The father and son also woke up and slept for a while, and now they were full of spirits, ready to continue to squint the wine to keep the New Year.

For them. This is a good day for a god who doesn't change it!

Ye Zi helped Li Shufen clean up the kitchen, and she rushed back downstairs to rest.

Early tomorrow morning, Ye Zi will rush to the TV station to participate in the Spring Festival Gala of Shencheng Station, which is a big event. Li Shufen didn't want to affect Ye Zi because of the New Year, so it would be a good thing to turn into a bad thing.

Hurry up and get a good night's sleep, and we'll all be waiting to applaud you in front of the TV!

This is what Li Shufen confessed to Ye Zi.

Of course, Ye Zi was unwilling to go against Li Shufen's wishes, although he was not tired at all, and he really wanted to stay here. But he also knew that his continued stay here would definitely worry Li Shufen. That's not your own intention. So, Ye Zi obediently went downstairs, and then walked out of the corridor and ran into the distance.

At the beginning of the new year, heaven and earth are revived, and everything is renewed.

How could Ye Zi be willing to spend all this precious time on sleeping.

The sound of firecrackers sounded in Ye Zi's ears, and the dark night sky was lit up from time to time by the sparks from the high lift-off explosion, and then disappeared into the darkness again. The air was filled with the smell of fireworks.

The sound of zero-point firecrackers in this era is not dense, compared with the explosion in just ten minutes in later generations. It's a lot worse. But compared with the almost silent situation in later generations, when it was almost silent after ten minutes, the sound of firecrackers in this era came melodiously and came much longer.

Since the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers has hardly stopped. At dinner time and around midnight, it will ring intensively for a while. It does not almost disappear as in later generations, but lasts until dawn and then until midnight on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The sound of firecrackers, like the lights that every household lights up all night on Chinese New Year's Eve, dotted with the Spring Festival of Chinese people, making the atmosphere lively and the elderly and children happy. It also makes the flavor of this year stronger.

When Ye Zi came out, there were really a lot of people outside, unlike usual, in the middle of the night, there was not even a ghost on the street. There were still many children playing in the large open space in the middle of the community, and the only good day of the year to play and sleep like crazy was that each of them brought many adults to help dismantle the firecrackers, either in their pockets or in small bags, each holding a lit incense stick or a box of matches.

The fuse of the firecracker is short, and the flame will "hiss" quickly upwards when touched, and at this time, a small hand will throw the firecracker out with force, and a crisp "pop" sound will follow.

Sometimes, the little hands are not moving so fast that the firecrackers have not been thrown far away, or they have exploded directly in the small hands. At this time, the brave little hand owner will shake his hand and continue to play the game he is passionate about. The timid little hand owners would sometimes cry, and the adults would whisper to comfort him and encourage him.

It's quite possible that a small firecracker won't blow up anything, startle or hurt.

That's not a big deal.

The children played with it in their hands, and almost all of them were "earth red". It has a crisp sound, but it's definitely not loud enough. If someone's child can come up with a few sturdy "electric light cannons", it will be amazing. Compared with the thin "earth red", this powerful and loud "electric light cannon" will gain the envy of countless other children.

But the child with the "electric light cannon" should be careful. If this kind of firecracker explodes in the hand, it is still very scary, and the palm of the hand is black, not to mention, it will even explode blood.

But for kids, none of that matters. With the "electric light cannon" in his hand, followed by a large group of children in Hulala, it is really majestic.

Such a good thing can only be encountered every Chinese New Year.

The cold wind gusted, and the dark waves in the heart of the river surged.

Ye Zi stood on the reef in the heart of the river that he hadn't come for a long time, standing still in the face of the cold river wind, he was feeling it carefully.

From the beginning of the Baihui acupoint, wisps of heaven, earth and stars slowly poured in, with the slightest chill of winter, but also with the unique water breath of the place where the three waters meet, as well as a trace of the nameless breath that is hidden deeply, nourishing and growing the more and more powerful true qi in the Ye Zi meridians bit by bit.

When he was in Xiangjiang, Ye Zi had a hunch that this breakthrough was not far away. But since then, for a period of time, Ye Zi has never been able to find that suitable breakthrough opportunity.

However, Ye Zi was not in a hurry.

It's not something that can be solved in a hurry, it always comes when it's time to come. Just like the water overflowing and the cold is freezing, it is a natural thing, and you can't force it.

Therefore, Ye Zi still carried out normal cultivation step by step every day, polishing his true qi, warming his qi and blood, and waiting for the real time to come.

Tonight is certainly not the real time. However, at the beginning of the year, the aura of the stars in the place where the three waters converged, with the vitality of the veins and veins of the renewal of all things in heaven and earth, is extremely helpful to the current Ye Zi.

The nameless aura that lies deep is it. Such a good thing, of course, Ye Zi can't abandon it.

Standing against the wind, Ye Zi stirred the true qi in the meridians, and the gong was slow and unpretentious, but it was endless.

One Sunday, another Sunday, another Sunday.

From a distance, Ye Zi's entire person seemed to have disappeared on the dark reef, completely blending in with the surrounding environment.

Time passes little by little.

In the distant eastern sky, a shallow whiteness of the fish belly gradually appeared.

The day is about to dawn. (To be continued.) )