Entering the wax moon, the atmosphere of the New Year in the village is strong. Steamed steamed buns, steamed cakes, salted meat, salted fish, all kinds of delicious dishes are about to be prepared, and all kinds of aromas wafting in the village attract the children to salivate one by one. According to the habits of the village, every time the Chinese New Year comes, the ladies in the village will take turns to be the east, and the people in the village who want to steam steamed buns and cakes will go to the east people's house. On the one hand, it is to steam some steamed buns for the New Year, and on the other hand, it also helps to work together.

Lin Shuangjia is also preparing steamed buns. Lin Shuang likes the bean paste filling, and the Lin family's father likes the radish shredded pork filling. Every year, Lin Jiamu's mother always has to steam more than 100 pieces, anyway, the weather is cold, and she is not afraid of being bad. This year, it is the turn of Wang Niang's family in the east of the village to be the east. Early in the morning, Lin Shuang helped his mother Liu Xiaoying to carry the firewood to the gathering. Lin Shuang hid Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and ran fast with very firewood.

Putting the firewood outside, Lin Shuang walked into the kitchen and found that there were already many of them. There are many people in the stove, so everyone goes to the hall to make steamed buns. Lin Shuang obediently called people, Li Jianiang, Liu Jianiangniang, and after a circle of people called down, Lin Shuang felt that his mouth was a little dry. At this time, I saw Wang Niangniang waving to her.

"You're here, where's your mother?" Wang Niangniang stuffed a steamed bun into Lin in both hands. "Eat steamed buns in both hands, and eat the stuffing of the mother." Lin Shuang also took a bite unceremoniously.

"Thank you, Niangniang, the meat steamed buns are so delicious! I'm running fast, and Mom is behind. "Lin Shuang is a little clever, and at this time of year, buns are eaten casually. It is said that it can be eaten casually, but a person's belly is so big, how much can you eat if you eat it again? Therefore, everyone who comes to steam steamed buns is happy to be a good person and beckons everyone to come and taste the taste.

The mother of the main family touched Lin Shuang's head: "I'll go to meet your mother." You sit here and don't run. Beware of burning it's not good. ”

"Got it." Home-made steamed buns are more realistic, and the size of a steamed bun is about the size of an adult's palm. Lin sat at the door with steamed buns in both hands and gnawed slowly. Outside the door, the main family's Wang Niangniang pulled Lin Jiamu's mother to whisper, and after talking for a while, she entered the door with Lin's mother.

Today, Lin Shuang's breakfast, lunch, and dinner are all solved by eating steamed buns. When he and his mother went home with a bag of steamed buns in the evening, Lin Shuang told his mother: "Mom, in the Ming Dynasty, we will eat porridge in the morning." Leave the buns for two days before eating, okay? Liu Xiaoying nodded with a smile.

Before going to bed at night, Lin Shuang counted the days with his fingers: "Mom, Daddy has five days to come back, and Daddy will be happy to celebrate the New Year when he comes back." "Father Lin is a carpenter, and he does a good job of carpentry. I learned from my master since I was a child, and I never used nails to make furniture, but only used mortise and tenon structures. The furniture is ready, and the water does not enter. Therefore, there are carpentry life to be done in several nearby villages, and they are willing to ask the Lin family's father to do it.

Hearing Lin Shuang mention her father, Liu Xiaoying suddenly remembered what Wang Niangniang said to her in the morning. "Yingying, your Lin Zhihong came back. My Lao Lin said that he wants to celebrate the New Year, so let your Lin Zhihong go to Ningxia with him to make a living. said that there was a fellow villager there who had a relationship, and he could make money by going to Bao. I won't talk about it more, wait for your Lin Zhihong to come back. Let's talk about it again. ”

Now the Lin family relies on Lin Zhihong to make money as a carpenter alone. Liu Xiaoying is farming at home, taking care of the children, and is busy outside. Although Liu Xiaoying knew what the situation was in Lin Zhihong's family before she got married, she was also envious when she saw that everyone had red brick houses one by one. So, Liu Xiaoying also remembered this incident in her heart.

Twenty-three dusters, twenty-four stoves, twenty-six New Year's Holidays, thirty years old. This is about the way the customs of the New Year in the Jiangnan area. Lin Shuang has always been obedient, and he will do whatever his mother calls him. So a little person, with his mother, helped to prepare for the New Year.

To put it bluntly, dust is manual work, and the inside and outside of the house, up and down, must be cleaned cleanly. Although Lin Shuang's house is a thatched house, the Lin family's mother cleaned up very refreshingly. It is precisely because the Lin family's mother usually cleans up very refreshingly, so it basically doesn't take much trouble to dust at the age of twenty, and the two women, one older and one young, do it.

Twenty-four to send the stove. There was a poet named Fan Chengda in the Southern Song Dynasty, who wrote a "Sacrificial Stove Words": In ancient times, on the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the stove group wanted to talk about things. The cloud car wind horse is small and stays, and the family has a cup and plate rich ceremony: the pig's head stove is hot and the fish is fresh, and the bean paste and sweet pine powder bait are bait. The man sacrificed his daughter to avoid, and the group was happy when he drank and burned money. The servant fights against the king, and the cat and dog touch the filthy king; Send the king drunk and full to the gate of heaven, the long ladle and the short ladle do not return to the clouds, and beg for the return of the city.

This poem talks about the custom of sending the stove. Although Lin Shuang didn't know that there was this poem yet, the Lin family's mother took her to prepare for the stove. Buy incense candles, buy maltose, origami yards, folding stove curtains, folding stove ingots. In the evening, light incense and candles to the lord of the stove world, put sacrifices, and the family kowtows and respectfully sends the lord of the stove world to heaven.

The Lin family is still kowtowing on this side, and someone outside has begun to incinerate. There are even villains shouting: "The Lord of the Stove World is heavenly!" Heaven is the master of the stove world! This shout made Lin Shuang's heart itch.

"Mom, let's also go and send the master of the stove world!" There is no need for Lin Jiamu's mother to say, Lin Shuang has already quickly taken the paper code, stove curtain, and stove ingot, and waited for the master of the stove world to be in place, so that they could be incinerated to the sky together. Seeing that Lin Shuang was so anxious, Lin Jiamu's mother couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You are in a hurry, and the old man of the stove world has not eaten well, so you have to send him away, so you are not happy." Not next time! ”

However, after all, the Lin family's mother still followed Lin Shuang's wishes and prepared to send the master of the stove world to the sky. Mother Lin took the maltose and wiped it on the mouth of the old man in the stove world, and said while wiping: "Master of the stove world, please eat sugar." Wait for the heavens, and tell more good things about the family. Thank you, Master Stove! Lin Shuang saw it, and said along, but the Lin family's mother said it with a pious face, but Lin Shuang said it with three points of fun.

After sending off the master of the stove world, Lin Shuang began to look forward to his father's return again. It's just that the left is looking forward to not returning, and the right is looking forward to not returning, and the neck is really stretched a lot. Fortunately, on the morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, the Lin family's father finally returned. This time, the father of the Lin family took the three little apprentices to get the dowry for the wedding, and the date was in a hurry, so he lived directly in the master's house. In the past few days, in order to go home early for the New Year, it has taken a lot of effort to hurry up. Fortunately, the main family was quite satisfied when it was completed, and of course, the salary that the main family gave to the Lin family's father was also quite sincere.

got a lot of wages, and when the Lin family's father came back, he was naturally satisfied, and brought Lin Shuang a lot of extra pastries. The little girl was happy, and the mother of the Lin family began to chatter: "Come back, come back, and buy so many snacks, it's not easy for you to make some copper money, in the end, men don't know how to save copper money." ”

Lin Shuang smiled and stuffed the pastry into the Lin family's mother's mouth: "Mom, you eat it too, this is really delicious!" After coaxing the Lin family's mother, the family had a happy dinner. After nightfall, the Lin family and his wife lay on the bed to rest, and the Lin family's mother tossed and turned a little unable to sleep. Thinking of Wang Niangniang's words, he pushed the Lin family's father: "Zhihong, the day before yesterday, I went to steam steamed buns, and Wang Hua told me that someone would take their family to Ningxia to live in the New Year, and he also said that he would ask you to go with him." You say, "Do you want to go?" ”

Lin Zhihong listened to the news, and didn't answer for the time being, just put his hands behind his head, and his eyes were dark and shining in the night: "Xiaoying, Wang Hua's family has turned over three brick houses this year, which is really beautiful." I guess I really made some copper money, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to turn over the house. ”

"The day before yesterday, I steamed steamed buns at her house, and I took the opportunity to take a look. The house is so beautiful, bright and big. It's a hundred times more beautiful than our house. I asked, three houses like that, it costs about a thousand dollars. Zhihong, you say, when will our family be able to build such a house? I'm so hot-eyed! Liu Xiaoying felt that her eyes were really red, and she couldn't wait to build a house like this tomorrow. No! Better than this! However, the reality is that a penny is hard to die for, and the family's savings together are less than 200 yuan!

Lin Zhihong's heart was churning, as a man, looking at his wife looking at other people's houses like this, this feeling of powerlessness is really uncomfortable! "Yes, we can make a house like that. Sleep, I'll talk to Lin Zhifeng tomorrow. If things are reliable, I'll go out with me when the Chinese New Year comes. And so the night passed.

The next day, the couple got up early. There are still a lot of things going on today, and I want to give New Year's gifts to Lin Shuang's grandparents. Lin Zhihong has received a lot of wages, and his filial piety to his parents will naturally not be less. I got up early to buy two big herrings, a knife of meat, plus two bags of pastries, and wine for the old man, this gift is naturally not light.

Lin Zhihong has five brothers and sisters. Lin Zhihong is the eldest, except for the youngest sister who is still studying, the others are already independent and looking for their own jobs. Since Lin Zhihong got married, the grandfather of the Lin family has found someone to approve the homestead of the two brothers. After helping to build three thatched huts, they were told to be self-reliant.

The old couple usually don't ask their children to do anything, but they usually have some delicious food, and the younger seniors will bring a copy and send it over. During the New Year's holidays, the filial piety of the children will not be less. As the so-called distant fragrance and near smell, there are no trivial things in the usual days, and the family gets along exceptionally harmoniously.