On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, it is called "Little Chinese New Year's Eve", and families set up wine banquets, and people visit back and forth to call it "Farewell Year". On this day, because tomorrow my father and mother will take Fang Monan and them back to my grandfather's house in the city for the New Year, and they will not be able to come back until the second day of the new year, so my grandmother will come to this day as Chinese New Year's Eve. Spring Festival couplets, door gods, also posted out early.

At noon, Fang Monan rarely took out the fruit wine in the space, of course, it was nominally bought by his grandmother, and he set up a table of happy family reunion dinner (six-flavor cold dishes), reunion reunion (wine-stuffed yuanzi soup), Dazhan Hongtu (boiled prawns), auspicious New Year (fried rice cake with pike crab), Kunpeng Zhizhi (scallion oil sea bass), Fuxing Gaozhao (bamboo shoots and duck pot), red and red fire (Mao Xuewang), fortune and treasure (red chop hooves), wealth and resources Guangjin (bamboo shoots and silk fragrant snow bucket), steaming (special grains rolls), and the end of the year Fu Zhi (braised spring bamboo shoots) , Spring Return Yanlai (Spinach Piaowan Vermicelli Pot Boy), Happy Mianmian (Chicken Silk Dragon Whisker Noodles), and their favorite braised pork is indispensable.

After lunch, everyone sat around the board and made dumplings together. The leek pork stuffing is adjusted in the space, grandma and good noodles, auntie rolls the dumpling skin, mother, dad, grandma, old man Lin and Fang Monan make dumplings together. Mo Bei slept, without her disturbance, everyone talked and laughed together.

"Yikes! Nannan, also makes dumplings. Dad was surprised.

I saw Fang Monan skillfully pick up the dumpling skin, fill the filling, pinch the edges, pinch the edges with both hands, squeeze it in, and the dumplings like ingots were swollen and wrapped.

"Wow...... It's really well wrapped. Auntie exclaimed. More skilled than me. ”

"What a fuss! Our family is southern, the buns are wrapped, and the folds are like chrysanthemums, which are very good-looking. Grandma said.

Grandma thought that Fang Monan only knew how to cook in the space kitchen, but she didn't expect to see her making buns and know that her kung fu was not bad, and she thought that she said that she could cook not just talk.

In doing so, Fang Monan also vaccinated everyone in advance, so as to prepare for cooking in person in the future, and he can't always use the space kitchen and waste his skills.

There is a lot of strength in people, and soon the three-pot lid dumplings will be wrapped.

Of course, Fang Monan also prepared in the evening: first, hot pot. One is fish. The hot pot is boiling, steaming, warm and sultry, indicating that it is prosperous; "Fish" and "Yu" are homophonic, which is a symbol of "auspicious celebration", and also means "more than every year". There is also a radish commonly known as a cabbage head, wishing a good fortune; Lobster, fried fish and other fried foods, wishing the family prosperity such as "cooking oil on fire", of course, it is indispensable to cook the dumplings wrapped together, there are many styles, so the amount is not much.

When it was served, I also asked my aunt to sing the name of the dish to celebrate it. They listened to the names of the auspicious dishes, and when they ate them, they didn't forget to guess what they were doing. The atmosphere is happy, warm and happy, and after eating, clean up. It's still early, you don't have to get up early in winter, everyone has a little wine and is in high spirits, Fang Menan proposed that everyone tell a joke, sing a song, be happy, pass the time, and get everyone's response.

My aunt excitedly sang two red songs, "My Motherland" and "Singing the Motherland", which were very good, and everyone sang them together.

Mom also sang two red songs, it was my father's turn, he sang a model play to outwit Weihu Mountain, and stood up, and the posture was still presentable, this previous life Fang Monan boasted when he heard his father's memories of bittersweet recollections, he was rehearsed in high school, so he was passable. Let's sing! Amateur only.

As a result, my father's voice was bright, and Liang Zi and Grandma Liang in the backyard were recruited.

"Sister of the Liang family, it's just in time! Sit down. Grandma happily shouted.

The aunt hurriedly took two small chairs, Liang Zi took them, and the two sat down, "It's so lively, I can hear Brother Zhengping's roar from afar." ”

"Hee-hee...... After eating, it's okay, let's have fun! Fang Menan said with a smile.

Dad drank a little wine to cheer up, and the interest was raised, and there was another period of Shajiabang wit, this time my mother made a cameo appearance as A Qing's sister-in-law, Dad and Liang Zi played respectively, insidious and cunning, scheming, Diao Deyi. Traitor Hu Chuankui.

Since that era, it is estimated that the model drama can be memorized backwards, regardless of whether it will or not, basically you can roar twice, and no one cares whether you sing well or not, just have fun.

Grandma told a joke, I remember a little joke, said that the private school teacher taught the landlord's son to read and write, and learned a 1 word in three days. The old landlord didn't believe it, he wanted to take the exam, picked up a branch and drew it on the ground, and the landlord's son looked at it again and again and said: "Flat Dan!" ”。 Although the joke seemed a bit cold to Fang Monan, in this atmosphere, she was also happy.

There were too many jokes in Fang Monan's stomach to count, so she said a classic stand-up comedy, Ma Sanli's 'Fun for you.' Especially when she deliberately lowered her voice and deliberately imitated it. The whole family laughed.

"Oops! Nannan, you better stop talking. I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. Auntie tightened her legs, "No, I have to go to the toilet quickly." ”

"Look at your little bit of talent." Grandma laughed.

Everyone laughed enough, "Those who come have a share, Grandma Liang and Brother Liang Zi, don't join in the fun." Fang Monan said happily.

"Come on! It's all their own people, and no one cares about it, just have fun during the New Year. Grandma said.

Grandma Liang replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll have one first." She sang a fragment of Henan Opera Mulan, "Who Said Women Are Not as Good as Men" looks similar, her voice is clear and clear, and she can really be bluffed if she is not a professional.

Liang Zi clapped his hands vigorously, he hadn't seen his mother so happy and happy for a long time. He also came to a section of "The White-Haired Girl" and sang the red head rope that Yang Bailao bought for Xi'er, which made everyone laugh. Liang Zi ran out of tune to the capital and couldn't come, but no one cared, the more lively the better, he sang very energetically, playing treasure, stunned to sing a harlequin effect.

Enough laughter, it was the turn of Old Man Lin, he went back to the room and took out a cloth bag, very old but clean, and after opening it, there was a violin lying inside, which had obviously not been pulled for a long time.

Old man Lin was rarely so happy, he had wine to help him, and he also came to take out the treasure that he had hidden for a long time, the only one who came here with him. He opened it and stroked it carefully, and the pearl was dusty and hidden for a long time.

He stood up, took a stance, and tried his voice carefully. A cheerful Bazini, mischievous elf dance music, melodious.

This piece has been heard by Fang Menan, and it is a very technical song. The old man may not have played it for a long time, and at first there were some glissandas, mistones, and even out of tune. Soon he found the feeling that the music was like a group of elves dancing happily, and he skillfully made the bow fly on the strings as if he were playing, and with the coordination of the strings plucked with his left hand, it was like seeing the elves jumping around, without a moment of stability and tranquility. It gives people a happy and vivid and funny feeling.

Fang Monan didn't expect to hear violin music here, it seems that the old man is not a simple person. Listening to the violin timbre, you will know that it is not a violin.

The modern violin has been around for more than 300 years and is one of the most important instruments in Western music since the 17th century. The production itself is an extremely delicate art. The violin has a beautiful timbre, close to the human voice, a wide range and expressive power, and has been a prominent and beloved instrument since the day it was born. If the piano is the "king of musical instruments", then the violin is the "queen" of musical instruments.

After the song was finished, Fang Monan clapped his palms vigorously, and when Mobei saw this, he also clapped it, and kept saying in his mouth, it sounds good, and it still needs to ...... Still.

The others were dumbfounded, they hadn't even seen a violin, they only knew that it sounded good, and they clapped their hands.

Old Man Lin couldn't twist Mobei, so he pulled it again. Xiao Nizi still didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and she wanted to listen to it for the third time, but she was stopped by Fang Monan.

"It's time to go to bed." Fang Monan said with a smile.

Mo Bei looked at her and smiled evilly, "Oh! Go to bed. Mommy, I'm going to sleep. Mo Bei climbed on his mother's lap and said.

In Mobei's psychology, although this sister treats her very well, she has delicious food and fun, but as long as she is not well-behaved and cries, she will be waved by her sister's hand, and she will not be able to move. That's not all, my sister deliberately ate delicious food in front of her, she could only watch, the tempting fragrance made her keep swallowing saliva, but she couldn't eat a bite.

For a long time, Mobei obeyed her words and did not dare to resist.

"Okay, since you're sleepy, let's wash up and sleep! I have to catch the car back to the city tomorrow. Grandma spoke. Enough laughing, enough fun! ”

Liang Zi and Grandma Liang also got up to say goodbye and left, and they were far away, and they could still hear the laughter of the mother and son from time to time.

"Mobei and others come back from the city, and grandpa will pull it to you again, okay!" Old Man Lin touched Mo Bei's head and said lovingly.

Happy time always flies very quickly, wash and go to bed, sleep is full of cheerful laughter, very sweet.

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The next day, it was the Chinese New Year's Eve, Fang Monan came out of the space on time, ran and exercised with Old Master Lin and Auntie, and the biological clock was already on time to wake up.

After breakfast, Fang Monan quietly took the things in the space to the kitchen, and told her grandmother that she would not be in the past two days, so they could only make this and eat it themselves. Grandma looked at her and nagged like an old mother, your grandma and I have been cooking for more than ten years, and she still can't cook these meals.

After the admonition, Fang Monan's family of four hurriedly drove the bus back to the city, 'crunch, crunch' for an hour, arrived in the city, and got down on the side of the road. After walking a few steps, they soon arrived home, they lived on the edge of the city, in fact, the city is very small, a north-south road, three east-west streets, surrounded by the city. It is said that it is the edge of the city, and it is only about ten minutes' walk away.

When I arrived at the family home, there were two neat rows of red brick houses opposite, two or one respectively. Most of the people who live here are from the late 70s, and they are recruited from the city, such as restaurants, hairdressers, baths, salespeople, etc., and are engaged in the service industry. Everyone belongs to the same unit, and one person is in one room. Later, he started a family and built a private stamp. This makes the originally spacious road a little narrow. Because of the Chinese New Year, everyone goes back to their hometown or their parents' house for the New Year, so the family home seems deserted.

Fang Monan walked in, very familiar, lived here until he graduated from elementary school, and later this land was developed, so the residents here went their own way.

Dad was carrying a big bag behind him, which was filled with food, and he walked to the front of the room with Mobei in front of him, put it down, took a breath, was tired and panicked, and then opened the door. Pushing open the door, the cold air rushed in.

"Dayan, I'm back from my mother's house." The mother pulled Fang Monan to walk at the end and greeted the neighbors who passed by and did not go home for the New Year.

"Yes! Tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, I have to go to the child's grandfather's house. The old mother smiled and said to the man, "You didn't go home for the New Year, you will go to your house for a while, clip a briquette, light the stove, and go to the house to cool down." ”

"Good! Come on in a moment! Put the child in first, it's cold. ”

"Then I'll go in first." The old mother took Monan into the house, put her and Mo Bei on the bed together, told Monan to take care of his sister, and then went to make a fire.

There was only one room, but later a room was added to the front, making the room appear very narrow and long. The house had not been inhabited for a long time, and it was cold. Fang Mo Nan grabbed Mo Bei's cold little hand, and soon her little hand warmed up, and her face was ruddy. There wasn't much furniture in the room and the room was a bit empty. An iron double bed, a desk, and a large cabinet of dead weight. There is a washbasin stand at the door, on which are washbasins, and towels are drooping. The stove was placed in the middle of the room, and the chimney was inserted across the door.

Dad and Mom are busy cleaning up the house, there is a thin layer of dust in it, and they have to paste couplets and door gods, which is quite a lot. Fang Monan watched them busy, and gradually the temperature in the room rose, she took out a pencil, drew stick figures on the paper, and taught Mo Bei to speak.

"Oops! Dayan, your child is terrible! Look. A middle-aged woman who had just walked in, who had not returned home for the New Year, stood in front of Fang Monan and shouted exaggeratedly.

Fang Monan looked up at her, his impression was already blurred, and asked, "Hello Auntie!" He lowered his head again.

"Nothing?" The mother said casually, after seeing the two daughters, this is just a pediatric, and the mother has long been immune.

"It's nothing?" The middle-aged woman looked at her mother and said with wide eyes, "My youngest son is going to take the red class, and he can't even hold a pen. "A look of envy." She doesn't look like a country girl at all. Although the words were rough, there was no malice, "Go back, I have to teach my bastard boy a lesson, don't just know how to play like a crazy boy, learn more like your child." ”

Although in this era, adults are free-range to children, and education is not as important as that of later generations, but who doesn't want their children to study well and grow a long face in front of others.

The middle-aged woman hurried home, and in a short time she heard her loud trumpet-like voice, and the voice of the child was heard far and wide.

My father and mother were busy, the house was cleaned, and lunch was already hot on the stove, and all they brought were semi-finished products, as long as it was hot for a few lines, the smell of meat had filled the room.

After lunch, it was time to start making bread dumplings, and Dad, Mom, and Fang Menan were busy making dumplings for the thirtieth night and dumplings for tomorrow morning. Mobei had the cards drawn by Fang Monan for her to play, and she didn't disturb them to make dumplings, and the three of them worked together to finish it in a while. It was still early, and my father went out to play cards with the men in the family courtyard who didn't come home for the New Year. And my mother, take off the coats of their family of four, go to the yard to wash them, and put on new clothes tomorrow.

Fang Monan and Mo Bei had nothing to do but sleep under the big quilt, and when they woke up, it was already dark, and they also heard the sound of firecrackers.

After the mother cooked the wrapped dumplings, she placed them on the dining table, put off the firecrackers, and the family happily ate the dumplings. After cleaning up, my mother took out new clothes and asked Mo Nan and Mo Bei to try them on, a red woolen tweed coat and red fleece pants. Wearing this dress, Fang Menan was very helpless, after her mother was ready, she was full of black lines on her face, there was no way how could her mother's mind be ruined, fortunately, there was some left, red tweed fabric, Fang Menan made her into a red beret, which looked heroic, but unfortunately she was too young and didn't feel that way, she just felt cute. In this way, you won't wear a red lantern that will walk, and there is no way to celebrate the New Year, people like festive clothes, especially children.

Chinese New Year's Eve, just their family, there is no hustle and bustle yesterday, compared to yesterday, Mo Bei said: "I want to hear grandpa......" She didn't know how to say, she opened the posture and gestured, and it was quite decent.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, you can hear it when you go back." Dad hugged her and said.

In the era when there was no TV and entertainment, Chinese New Year's Eve passed very slowly, and someone happened to call them. It turned out that the people left behind in the family courtyard came together to go to the family, and it was lively and lively together, and the father and mother listened to it, took some side dishes with wine, and also went. However, Fang Monan and Mobei didn't want to go, several families got together, and those who drank and smoked were smoky, so it was better for children to be free! In the end, I persuaded my mother that the two of them didn't go.

After watching his father and mother leave, Fang Monan and Mobei stared, looking at the light bulbs in the house, and the alarm clock was only seven o'clock, thinking that they should not come back soon, the house was always not as warm as grandma's house, and took Mo Bei into the space.

Mo Bei, who was chirping, suddenly came to life as soon as she entered the space, and brought her in, Fang Monan couldn't do anything else, so she had to take her to the study, she took Mo Bei some pigeon eggs and earth pearls for her to play with. Seeing Mo Bei sitting on the long-wool carpet and having fun, he didn't disturb her, he sat at the desk and read a book, listening to the movement outside, and the atmosphere was warm and natural.

Fang Monan saw Mo Bei rubbing her eyes, knowing that she was sleepy, so she took her to soak in the hot spring, washed herself out, and went to sleep. The time was just past eight o'clock, she had just fallen asleep, and she saw her father and mother coming back, Fang Monan looked at them in surprise, "Come back so early?" ”

"Oh! Xiaobei slept. Mom said, "They just smoke, drink, gossip, brag, and are very boring, so your dad and I came back first." ”

"It's not as enjoyable as yesterday at home." Mom muttered to herself, "Go to sleep!" I have to get up early tomorrow to go to my grandfather's house to pay my respects! ”

Fang Monan got into the quilt and watched his father and mother freshen up and go to bed. The family soon fell asleep.

The Chinese New Year's Eve of the grandmother's family looked extremely deserted after Fang Monan's family left, and Liang Zi came over to ask if there was any heavy work to do.

Grandma said: "What is the heavy work at this time, by the way, anyway, your family is just you and your mother, simply the two of us will celebrate the Chinese New Year's Eve together." It's also more lively. She sighed again: "Without Nannan, this is really lonely." ”

Liang Zi also felt that something was missing, especially last night, when she didn't hear her little adult's words, it was really uncomfortable. "Hey! That night, we bothered my aunt. ”

Grandma's Chinese New Year's Eve was lively, but I always felt that something was missing.