In the next few days, Shu Ya prepared things for the New Year during the day, and went to the game at night to do tasks and things, and even prepared to participate in the Spring Festival activities in the game.

On the day of the three days and thirties, Shu Ya's family went to Shen Qinglin's old mansion and said that they would celebrate the Spring Festival with Shen Qinglin's grandfather. Qin Qing spoke, Xiao Yiwei naturally supported her daughter-in-law, and decisively took the children to the old villa of the Shen family.

Tomorrow is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, so today Shu Ya plans to steam steamed buns and is busy with Qin Qing.

Shen Tianlin chatted with the juniors with a smile, and talked about everything in the world. Shen Zhiyue and Xiao Yiwei are playing chess, and you are not so lively when you come and go.

Shen Qingfei was tidying up the house, and when he saw Xiao Shuyu sweeping the ashes with a feather duster, he smiled and said, "Ah Yu, have you cleaned up your house too?" ”

"Of course, it's all me and my second brother who cleaned it, up and down, what if I fall on my sister?" Xiao Shuyu answered as it should be, but his subordinates did not stop sweeping the ashes. "After the little sister and the boss get married, do you think the boss will let her clean up and down?"

Xiao Shuhong glanced at Shen Qinglin, who was helping in the kitchen, and said in a low voice: "If you let the boss hear it, the boss will definitely arrest us as more serious coolies!" If the boss asks us to steam steamed buns on a whim, will we steam steamed buns or steamed buns at that time? ”

"Every year, does your family have to be so complicated?" Shen Qingkai asked in a low voice, their family is eating together during the New Year. Looking at the Spring Festival Gala, there are almost no activities, and after the New Year, there is no joy at home, and it doesn't look like it's New Year's Day at all. That is, after Shu Ya came this year, the family gradually became popular, and in order to celebrate the New Year, the curtains and some furnishings were changed, and there was a feeling of the New Year.

Xiao Shuhong nodded, "That's right! The New Year is also offered to the ancestors. Croquettes or something. It won't break if you leave it for a few days. Don't you all do it? I still remember that my parents also taught us a ballad, what: twenty-three, sugar melon sticky; Twenty-four. sweeping the house; Twenty-five. grinding tofu; Twenty-six. lamb stew; Twenty-seven, slaughter the rooster; Twenty-eighth, put the face hair; Twenty-nine. steamed steamed buns; Thirty nights for the night. ”

"Haven't you heard a nursery rhyme here?" Xiao Shuyu looked at Shen Qingkai very strangely.

Shen Qingkai was a little depressed, "My mother left early, and no one told us." ”

Xiao Shuyu knew that he was thinking of his mother who died early, and persuaded: "Didn't we tell you now?" In the future, after my sister and the eldest get married, you will be very busy every year. ”

Shen Qingfei nodded and changed the topic, "By the way, the twenty-third year of the lunar month is a small year, right?" ”

"What is Xiao Nian?" Shen Qingkai never paid attention to this, and he didn't know that there was a small year.

Xiao Shuhong looked at Shen Qingkai in surprise, he didn't understand how he lived to be thirty years old, and he didn't know what Xiao Nian was. "On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, also known as the small year, on that day, it is necessary to sacrifice the stove, sweep the dust and eat the stove sugar. Twenty-three, the sugar melon sticky refers to the sacrifice of the stove god on the twenty-third day of the lunar month every year (one day later in some places), there is the so-called 'official three people, four boats and five families', that is, the official government is on the 23rd of the lunar month, the general people are on the 24th, and the water people are held on the 25th. ”

Shen Qingkai looked at Xiao Shuhong in astonishment, he couldn't believe that he actually knew. "How do you even know that?"

Shen Tianlin glanced at his grandson and sneered: "Akai, you are so old, you don't know a lot of things?" You still say that you are Chinese! Let Shu Hong teach you a good lesson! ”

Shen Qingkai shrank his head and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you haven't said it before, aren't I asking for advice!" So why sacrifice to the god of the stove? ”

"In order to make him say good things!" Xiao Shuyu saw that Shen Qingkai wanted to know, so he continued: "It is said that the Lord of the Stove is the 'Nine Heavens East Kitchen Division Ordered Stove Wangfu Jun' sealed by the Jade Emperor, and is responsible for managing the stoves of each family. Zao Wang Ye has remained at home since Chinese New Year's Eve the previous year to protect and monitor the family. On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the Lord of the Stove will ascend to heaven and report to the Jade Emperor in the sky about the good deeds or evil deeds of the family, and the Jade Emperor will hand over the fate of the good fortune and misfortune that the family should get in the new year to the Lord of the Stove according to the report of the Lord of the Stove. Therefore, for the family, the report of the Lord of the Stove is really of great interest. So, in order for him to say good things, give him good food! ”

Shen Qingkai nodded, it was really the first time he knew that Xiao Nian still had such a custom.

Shen Tianlin also became interested and said: "The ritual of sending the god of the stove is called sending the stove or resigning the stove. At dusk, the family went to the stove room, set up the table, saluted incense, and offered sugar melons, etc., so that his old man could have a sweet mouth. This is to plug the mouth of the king of the stove with sugar, so that he will not say bad things. ”

"Well, that's what Grandpa said. However, the customs in many places are different, and some places will also play the stove king and dance! If you want to know, check it out on the Internet for yourself. Xiao Shuhong said with a smile, these things can't be said clearly in one sentence or two, and Shen Qingkai has to look at them himself to remember.

Shen Qingkai nodded, feeling for the first time that there was still so much attention to the New Year. Because their grandmother left early, their mother left early, and there were few relatives in the family, few people would care about this, but it was certain to incense the ancestors every Chinese New Year's Eve, and grandpa would also burn incense on the incense burner in front of the family tree.

Shen Qingfei nodded, it seems that he also needs to buy a few books to read, he can't ask like this in the future! In the future, when they get married, if their children ask themselves this question, if they can't answer, they will really set a bad example for their children. As a man who has some traditions in his heart, he still hopes that one day he can tell these stories to his children.

Shen Tianlin looked at them and sighed lightly, "Hey...... After so many years, it has also suffered for your three children...... I should have told you these things earlier, but at that time, I was busy with Zhiyue, and you didn't ask, and as a result, I ignored it. ”

Shen Qingkai saw that the old man was in a little depressed, and immediately smiled: "Grandpa, what are you talking about!" Isn't it good now? Now you tell us, it's not too late. In the future, we can spend the New Year together every year, and you have a lot of time to tell us slowly. ”

"Yes, grandpa, you will have to take us with you in the future!" Shen Qingfei also smiled. (To be continued.) )