Chapter 26: The Troubles of the Thirty Years of the Chinese New Year's Eve

For the people of China, it should be said that for this splendid and colorful era, the people of southern Anhui will not give up the desire for reunion because of poverty, let alone because they were born in a faltering but vigorous era.

The atmosphere of Chinese New Year's Eve in this earthy gray era is precious, and it has been completely changed overnight, and every household has neat and clean doors and windows, and the couplets with black letters on a red background are hung high, connecting the hopes of the ancestors for the future and the hope of life, and people do not seem to pray for the gods and Buddhas who live high in the spiritual sky, but just a time of peace and longing for reunion.

If time flies, if the years pass by, then their longing will always be a little pale, but it is so precious, the time of gathering in a hurry is very short, in fact, in this year, the people who live away from home are far less than later, but in such a festival, they move around the most, whether it is true feelings, or cozy, in short, you see the city full of smiles.

"Don't say unlucky things today and tomorrow, don't sweep the floor, don't ask for money!"

Zhang Zhenyi got up from bed in a daggy way early in the morning, and was repeated several times by his grandmother in his ear, muttering a few words to his grandmother in a daze.

"Grandma, I didn't say don't you don't sweep!"

"It's such a big person, still lying on the bed, hurry up, you will go back to Zhangjialing with your grandfather and uncle to burn incense in a while, and your father will let you go to the dam on his behalf to kowtow to your grandfather of the Zhang family, if you don't hurry up, where will there be a car, son, get up."

As soon as Zhang Zhen heard this, he got up from the bed three or two times and got dressed, ancestor worship is a big thing, all year round except Qingming is Chinese New Year's Eve, descendants are disrespectful, ancestors are not sensitive, although they have nothing to worry about Batou Village, but after all, people die greatly, grandparents who have long been submerged in the loess are right, the old man can't come back outside, he has to do this errand, and he has done a lot of this in his previous life, but he didn't expect this life to be like this, it seems that fate is ingenious, let you change time and space, change your face and even rewrite your life, but they can't break free from the bloodline and can't break free from responsibility.

Liu Ping is rare to go back to Batou Village with her son, the reason is not to go back to worship the ancestors, but to take Xiao Qinwu home to see the wind, children in the countryside want to know their homeland, whether you live here or not, you can't forget where you come from, the little guy has begun to speak this year, although it is not very neat, but he can recognize people.

Outside the window, the adobe house between the world and the earth retreats rapidly, and occasionally you can see some new two-story small buildings, this year can rise to two floors of the people are some family assets, the footprints of the progress of the times are deeply imprinted on the changing housing in this room, Zhang Zhenyi still remembers that in the first few years of entering the new century, most of the rural households in southern Anhui have started the first house, and then after entering the first ten years, they began to get up for the second time, and the better conditions directly moved out of the small city and into the metropolis.

Because the conditions changed a little quickly, the two families each chartered a blue-black van unique to 92 years, and they went separately on the Batou Ridge, and it was a young man who drove Zhang Zhenyi's family of three, as if he was a master on the other side of the mountain, in his thirties, and the customs on their side were a little surprised, three days ago, they had worshiped their ancestors and burned incense, and it was not cheap to run out in the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Zhang Zhenyi spent more than 100 yuan to get him to promise a special pick-up and drop off all day.

Hurriedly burned incense and lit a few firecrackers at the ancestral tomb in Batou Village, Zhang Zhenyi never stopped too much, and even did not say hello to the villagers who came to worship the ancestors and got on the car and rushed to the county seat, today because it is the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Carrefour supermarket has three days off, from the Chinese New Year's Eve to the second day of the new year, the salary of the entire twenty days before and after the Spring Festival is twice the usual, and the employees are naturally happy to go to work, and he is now in a hurry to return to the county to pay the employees a year-end bonus.

The whole Wannan County Fenjia Lefu supermarket has nearly 50 employees, after returning in the morning, Zhang Zhenyi has been busy until more than two o'clock in the afternoon to arrange the year-end bonus, as well as the transportation company to let Zeng Hanqiang do it instead of himself, when it comes to the transportation company, I have to say, this year, the retired transport captain has a hand.

Zhang Zhenyi invited him back in the second half of the year, but in a few months, after buying a lot of new trucks, he actually recruited nearly 100 truck drivers, went into battle in shifts, and did not let more than a dozen stores cut off the goods once, which made Zhang Zhenyi treat him differently, and the matter of the transportation company was naturally handed over to Zeng Hanqiang.

"Shinichi, you don't call your dad either, what are you busy there for the New Year, is there anyone else working for him during the New Year?"

Zhang Zhenyi doesn't know how many times he has heard his mother repeat this sentence, quite helpless, but he also thought in his heart that this is indeed a problem, he can't stuff his own Lao Tzu in the south all the year round and not go home, the people in the south are not as good as here, the construction site for the New Year is still in full swing, and the momentum of construction is not comparable to these small cities in the mainland.

With the opening of the last Shenzhen Carrefour, more than a dozen supermarkets in the entire southern province have been fully rolled out, and the new stores in Shanghai and the Jiangnan Province of Huizhou City and even the surrounding northern Jiangsu Province have also opened for business.

Summing up the stalls at the beginning of ninety-two, it is already a little scary, close to more than 60 large and small stores, under the paving of abundant funds, have swept several provinces in the north and south of the river very strongly, presumably those two giants will not necessarily be able to become a big climate when they enter the mainland immediately, but in Zhang Zhenyi's heart, it is not just to prevent them from becoming a climate, but to kill them all.

At this time, the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve can rarely see the kind of big fireworks that rise into the sky and explode the sky, most of them are sporadic crackling cannonballs and occasional small fireworks, Zhang Zhenyi remembered a childhood memory, from his own supermarket sold the remaining more than two hundred all moved home, as well as large and small firecrackers, earth-shaking sounds, two whips, two kicks, dog tails, a whole two baskets, everyone knows it, the entire Liu family, not only the old man likes to play firecrackers, the three uncles except the third, There's not a single one you don't like.

"Shinichi, hurry down and eat, your basket of firecrackers will be mine after eating."

Liu Hongyuan remembered his nephew's two large frames of firecrackers early, when he was in Taoyuan Village before, how could he be willing to spend money to buy so many of these things, and the old man played enough in the name of worshipping his ancestors, if he looked at it from the perspective of today's people, such an adult playing firecrackers must be mentally retarded, at least it is also a cute thing, but Zhang Zhenyi knows that in this time and space, this is everyone's default, just like when he was in his twenties when he finished college and was about to finish his master's and doctorate, he also bought a toy air gun to make up for his regrets when he was a child.

This is the first time the whole family has spent the New Year in this room, the old man made a special ceremony, the two of the aunt's family have returned to Zhangjialing, after all, the parents are alive, it is impossible not to go back to the father-in-law's house, Zhang Zhenyi does not care about this, the number of times he spent Chinese New Year's Eve at home in his previous life is only a handful, this is just another time.

"I'm in my twenties, and I'm still grabbing firecrackers with my nephew, my son is going to be laughed to death!"

The old grandmother stood in the team of the little nephew with a clear banner, which made the family laugh immediately, but Liu Hongyuan didn't take it seriously, in front of the old lady, he was no different from the doll of Zhenyi, twenty years old, thirty years old, forty years old, he was still a baby, and he didn't laugh immediately, and went straight into his room with a basket, and then sat down in the young man's complaining eyes.

"Hahaha! Second brother, look at him like that, after eating, he also released the two bundles of cupola cannons. ”

Aunt Liu Xiaoping is even more desperate, Zhang Zhen was out of luck as soon as he heard this, so he had to look at the grandmother, these are your two good sons and daughters, together to bully your grandson, you can watch it.

"Hahaha!"

"Hehehehehe!"

The time full of laughter and laughter, may you be like this passing year, in every day of the quiet years, quietly spend the most beautiful moment of your life, may you have a good life, may you grow quietly in the wind and rain, be that towering man, be the bright star.

Zhang Zhenyi, whether in this time and space or in the later magnificent era, has never watched a complete Spring Festival Gala, not that he feels bored, but from the bones there is no mood to watch TV in this season, when he was a child, he thought about how to get some firecrackers, when he grew up, he thought about how to find someone to play cards, and when he was older, he held the computer all night to watch movies, unfortunately, when he was old enough to watch, he came back.

However, in this time and space, the familiar dance in the Spring Festival Gala in 92 still didn't make him stop, so as soon as he put down the bowl and opened the closed door, he improvised to run to the yard and move out big bags of firecrackers.

"Bang! Syllable! ”

"Squeak!"

After a burst of explosions, Zhang Zhenyi found that the courtyard door was kicked open by a huge force before he could recover from the firelight of the firecrackers, and slammed into the courtyard wall.

"Shinichi, let's go inside."

Liu Hongyuan on the side was very sharp-eyed, and immediately saw a group of people carrying an iron pole with the thickness of their arms into the yard, a group of more than a dozen people, and there were a few gangsters who were beaten yesterday, it seemed that they were looking for someone to take revenge, so he immediately pulled his nephew, and then picked up an iron fork on the side of the door.

"Which one is Liu Hongyuan and Zhang Zhenyi, get over to Lao Tzu!"

It was not Qin Hu who spoke, but the young man called Monkey last time, Qin Hu really didn't want to get into this mess, but this time he stood at the back of the group, lowering his head and not looking at the Liu family.

The people of the Liu family in the house came out of the living room one after another, and the whole family looked at the dozen or so gangsters in the courtyard who came with bad intentions, and they were immediately at a loss.

"Mom, you quickly take your aunt and grandmother upstairs, close the door, and uncle, hurry upstairs and call Secretary Liu."

Zhang Zhenyi didn't seem to be flustered, this kind of thing can't be avoided when it comes, even if he can hide from the first day of junior high school, he can't hide from the fifteenth, if the gangsters on the road want to retaliate, they have to continue, take a look at the face, and untie the beam Naturally, it's fine, I'm afraid that these people are here to find trouble, so don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Thinking of this, a hint of chestnut flashed in his eyes, his face was a little terrible, the women of the family were taken upstairs by Liu Runping and Liu Pingwei, the old grandmother pulled her grandson's hand to prevent him from going out, but was broken free by the teenager, Liu Minghua signaled to let him go out, the old man knew that his grandson was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he was young and timid.

"Old man, what are you letting Shinichi do outside, what if you are knocked down by those damn beasts, what kind of world is this, and is there any national law!"

"Mom, go upstairs, I'll go and pull Shinichi back!"

"Runping, go and call Secretary Liu, go quickly!"

"Siping, what are you doing, what are you going out for, sister-in-law, come up quickly!"

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, under the bright lights, the night was thick and inky, but it could not hide the shouts that pierced the clouds in the hustle and bustle of the years.

"I'm from Grass Nima, Lao Tzu is Zhang Zhenyi, turtle son, you will come up if there is a kind!"

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