Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying were discussing the affairs of the family while preparing for the New Year's food, and time slipped away unconsciously. The snow on the roof slowly melted in the sunlight, and the snow water fell down the Xiaoice cones above the eaves, ticking into the ditch under the eaves.

After packing up the ingredients, it was already noon, and I had lunch. Zhao Yuan played with his family and enjoyed the joy of family.

"Uncle, what are we going to eat tonight, you haven't told me a story for a long time." Luoluo said with some jumps.

"Tell a story, okay, do you know why we're celebrating the New Year?" Zhao Yuan thought about it and was about to tell the story about Nian to the two little guys.

"That's because in ancient times, there was a beast called 'Nian', which was more than ten times larger than the white head of our donkey, and dozens of times more ferocious than the tiger.

When Zhao Yuan said this, Luoluo was startled, and even Meng Ying shuddered.

"What, are you scared?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Uncle, this year we celebrate the New Year, will the 'New Year' come?" Luoluo looked nervously in the direction of the door, as if a wild beast was about to rush in.

"Brother-in-law, and then?" Meng Xiaobao was quite bold and asked.

"Because there are too many people who eat in the 'year', they can't be counted, and the people will be in bad trouble, until one day ......" Zhao Yuan talked about the origin of the year, although the little girl Luoluo was very scared at first, but she was very interested in hearing the characters in myths and legends like Tai Bai Xing, Jizo King Bodhisattva, Shennong, etc., and applauded after hearing that the 'year' was suppressed.

"Therefore, now the last day of the lunar month is called the New Year, which means to avoid the meaning of 'New Year'." Zhao Yuan concluded.

"Uncle, is there really a god in the sky?" Luoluo asked expectantly.

"It's just a legend, as for the truth or falsehood, I think it should be false." Zhao Yuan shook his head and said.

"Is the platinum star a star in the sky? Immortals changed? Xiaobao also asked.

"This is also a god in myths and legends, and I will tell you another story in the future." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Uncle, do you know where the two melon bowls are held in the 'year'?" Luoluo asked.

"No one knows where, what if the 'Nian' is released, it will eat people." Zhao Yuan replied with a smile.

"It's been locked up for a long time, and if it hasn't eaten people, it must have starved to death a long time ago." Luoluo shook her head and said.

"Immortals will not starve to death, since 'Nian' is locked up by the immortals, then 'Nian' is a monster, and like the immortals, they will not starve to death." Xiaobao argued.

"Uncle, is that so?" Luoluo asked.

"I tell this story mainly to let you remember those young people who dared to fight against 'Nian', as well as the ancestor of Shennong who saved mankind, their heroic spirit, as for whether 'Nian' exists or not, it doesn't matter." Zhao Yuan educated the two little guys.

"Oh." Luoluo and Xiaobao nodded, most of them didn't understand what Zhao Yuan said.

"Uncle, what do you want to eat at night?" Luoluo seemed a little unhappy and shook her head and asked.

"How about we make oil money at night and fry it in flour." Zhao Yuan looked at the little girl Luoluo funny and said with a smile.

"What's the gas money?" Luoluo asked.

"It's just flour, mixed with condiments, and then fried into a small shape like a copper coin, crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, dipped in onion and garlic sauce, very delicious." Zhao Yuan explained.

"Okay, when are we going to do it?"

"Wait a little longer, it's still early." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Uncle teach us to sing." Luoluo said again.

"Okay, how about I teach you to sing a song for the New Year?"

"Okay, does 'I have a little donkey' sound good?"

"Yes, you sing along with me."

"Okay."

"Happy New Year, congratulations and congratulations,......" Zhao Yuan mobilized the song about the New Year from the knowledge base in his mind, found this "New Year", and taught Luoluo and Xiaobao to sing.

"Uncle Xiaobao, you sang it wrong again, why can't you remember it?" Luoluo heard Xiaobao sing wrong, and said angrily.

"I didn't remember, Luoluo, you taught me." Xiaobao touched the back of his head and said.

"Okay, this sentence is 'I said to get rich red envelopes', not bags, by the way, uncle, what is a red envelope?"

"Red envelopes are the New Year money, Luoluo, Xiaobao, if you tell us tomorrow 'Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope', we will give you the New Year money." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"That uncle hasn't given me New Year's money before?" Luoluo said with a pout.

"I've never received it either." Xiaobao also chimed in.

"What's the New Year's money, Brother Yuan?" Meng Ying asked on the side, it seems that Meng Ying has never seen anyone receive New Year's money since she was a child, this is normal, every penny in the countryside is very precious, how can there be spare money for the children.

"This has a history, according to legend, the earliest New Year's money is still in the Han Dynasty, you know it is in ancient times, at that time it was not called New Year's money, but called tired of winning money, or called big pressure winning money, is a kind of money-like jewelry worn by evil spirits, and then used the coins we use as New Year's money." Zhao Yuan explained.

"As for why Luoluo and Xiaobao didn't collect the New Year's money before, it's because you were too young at that time, and the adults helped you collect it, and I will give you the New Year's money together for the New Year tomorrow, and you will keep it for yourself in the future." Zhao Yuan smiled again.

"Brother-in-law, I am Luoluo's elder, do you want to give Luoluo New Year's money?" Xiaobao asked.

"That's right, shouldn't Uncle Xiaobao give me New Year's money." Luoluo asked expectantly.

"If you are not married, you don't have to give it, you generally only need to give it if you are married." Zhao Yuan shook his head and said.

"Oh, then can I ask the grandfathers in the village tomorrow for New Year's money?" Luoluo asked Zhao Yuan expectantly.

"You can try it, remember what to say?"

"Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope!" Luoluo and Xiaobao said in unison.

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In the afternoon, Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying accompanied Luoluo and Xiaobao to play, telling stories, singing, and chatting about some New Year's customs, increasing the knowledge of the two little guys.

Zhao Si took the book given to him by Zhao Yuan, and as soon as he got home, he looked at it with fascination, and he didn't even eat lunch.

"It turns out that this is the case, didn't there be a lot of mistakes in the medicine I prescribed before, but fortunately it didn't cause people to take it." Zhao Si looked at Qianjinfang's introduction to Materia Medica, and there was obviously a certain deviation from the understanding of medicinal properties he had learned before, and he felt a cold sweat on his back.

"What's wrong with your father? Tomorrow is the New Year, and this will be a big deal. The fourth aunt Cai Yunxiang asked her son Zhao Chuanqiong.

"That's it when my dad came back, it seems that he got a medical book from Zhao Yuan, a very great medical book." Zhao Chuanqiong said.

"What is the name of the book?" Cai Yunxiang asked.

"I watched it, and it was called "A Thousand Gold Fangs"."

"Look at your father, you don't eat any food, it's still Langzhong." Cai Yunxiang shook her head and said.

"Maybe Dad's medical skills can improve a lot after learning this book!"

"I hope so, didn't your father say that he would let you go to the town's medical hall as an apprentice, you have been studying for so long now, and you know a lot of words, learn from your father first, Zhao Yuan is a person with great skills, and the books you get from him must not be simple."

"Got it, mother."