Chapter 103: The First New Year

On Chinese New Year's Eve, thousands of homes are brightly lit.

Wang Guihua and Wu Niang carefully prepared a table of dishes, Li Chuan and Su Xiaomei had a table, Li Man and Su Liang's two families, plus Li Changyue and his wife also made a table, and the remaining seven or eight small ones made a table.

Li Changyue's three sons, the eldest Li Baoshan is older, and he has already become a family, and he watched Lao Zhuangzi not come over in Jiangyin.

Two sons and a little girl were picked up by the family with their old wives a few years ago, Li Man gave birth to four sons, the youngest one was only two years old, Su Liang had two sons, the eldest was sixteen, and it was time to marry a daughter-in-law and start a family in two years.

"Come, come, bring up the cups!"

Li Chuan held the wine glass and said: "Unconsciously, it's another year, everyone has worked hard, but fortunately, life is not bad, and next year we will strive to make everyone's life more comfortable, one step a year." The New Year is not about the rules, everyone relaxes, the small ones are not too restrained, people do not make mistakes and vain teenagers, young people must be energetic, do not be lifeless all day long. ”

Everyone held up their wine glasses and listened to him respectfully, how dare they be energetic.

Even two-year-old children sit obediently at the table under the guidance of their parents and dare not make a fuss.

"It's done!"

Li Chuan was a little helpless, knowing that no matter how much he said, everyone couldn't let go, so he had to raise his head and drink the wine in the cup.

It took a lot of effort to let these people eat with him, and no one dared to come, and finally they had to force an order, so everyone had to come, and where could they enter. When Su Xiaomei didn't pass the door, Li Changyue and Li Man knew the young master's temperament, and sometimes they were very casual, but now that Su Xiaomei has officially passed the door, the two of them don't dare to be casual.

There is a difference between master and servant, and the etiquette is greater than the sky, how can it be neglected.

Li Chuan can't help it, this New Year, if it were just him and Su Xiaomei, there would be no way to pass this year. Moreover, the servants are not easy, and the other servants are good to say, Li Man and Su Liang, who served him and Su Xiaomei, did not open another stove, except for the difference in identity and bloodline, in fact, it can be said that it is a family, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner must be eaten together.

The wine is Shaoxing daughter red, which is refreshing and delicious to drink, not strong at all.

Although the productivity of this era is backward, there are some things that cannot be compared with hundreds of years later, such as vegetables and grain and meat without any pollution, as long as it is something that the Ming Dynasty has, Li Chuan will definitely not eat what he bought on Taobao.

There is also wine, although the alcohol of this era is not high, but it is made from grain, which is much stronger than the wine blended with alcohol hundreds of years later, not only will it not be spicy, but it will not hurt when you drink it.

Even if you have a little more stamina, you don't have to worry about a headache when you're drunk, and you can sleep dizzily.

Li Chuan used to be afraid of drinking, but after arriving in the Ming Dynasty, he was no longer afraid of drinking.

No one wants to get drunk during the New Year, after the wine and food are full, Li Chuan took the big guy to keep vigil, and put all kinds of candy in accordance with the customs of the New Year in later generations, although the boys were excited, but they had already been warned by the adults, and the atmosphere was really not good.

After a good Chinese New Year's Eve like this, Li Chuan was somewhat depressed, and finally simply took out the camera, encouraged everyone to take pictures, and finally mobilized the atmosphere, took a family photo, used the machine of the full portrait to hit the smooth paper, and then framed it and hung it on the wall of his house, and passed it down from generation to generation, which is definitely a big temptation.

Li Changyue's family could no longer be reserved, and the atmosphere finally became warm.

Li Chuan was busy turning around, but his mood became happy, and he took the time to exchange a look with Su Xiaomei, and the two of them smiled in understanding, which made him sigh in his heart: "This wife is not wrongly married." ”

In the midst of all the disturbances, midnight came.

Say goodbye to the old year, the beginning of the new year.

Li Chuan led everyone out of the hall and came to the artificial lake in the house.

The lake is very lively, and there have been a lot of people gathered for a long time, all of whom are family members who have arranged to live in various courtyards in Fuzhong, and everyone remembers Li Chuan's instructions, and they came here to watch the fireworks after the noon, and they have already come in advance.

"Young master, the fireworks have been brought."

Zhao Tiezhu greeted him, with ten family members, each carrying two large boxes.

"Take it apart!"

Li Chuan instructed the family members to open the box and take out the firecrackers bought on Taobao.

When the family set up the firecrackers, he took out a lighter and lit them himself.

In the crackling sound, Li Chuan ushered in the first Spring Festival after coming to Daming.

After the firecrackers, the fireworks event began.

At first, the servants did not know what was in the well-made boxes, but when the fireworks went into the sky, the servants, who had been relatively quiet, could no longer be quiet, and exclamations and cheers rang out.

Looking at the rainbow of light that rushed into the sky, the children were about to go crazy with excitement.

Li Chuan led Su Xiaomei to walk in the crowd, feeling the joy of the big emptiness, listening to the noise one after another, the inexplicable loneliness in his heart finally disappeared, and said to Su Xiaomei with a smile: "After this year, these farmers will settle down." ”

Su Xiaomei was a little depressed, remembering the previous New Year in Jiangyin.

When I think of Jiangyin, I inevitably think of the Su family and my relatives at home.

I dreamed back at midnight, and I regretted it.

But since he came to Jinshanwei, and now he is married to a wife, he can only say goodbye to the past and start a new life. Fortunately, the man next to him is a responsible person and a capable person, and he must be able to grow old with him.

Li Chuan soon found that she was not very interested, hugged her slender waist and said: "This world is very big, and at the end of the sea there is a much larger land than the Ming Dynasty, where there are black people who are as black as the bottom of a pot, and there are also beautiful primeval forests. ”

"The concubine is willing!"

Su Xiaomei smiled lightly and said, "No matter where your husband wants to go, the concubine will accompany you!" ”

Li Chuan laughed and said, "It deserves to be my good wife." But it's not so easy to travel around the world, prepare for a few years for your husband's good life, at least you have to lay down Taiwan first, and settle your roots there, before you can go out to travel, otherwise when you come back one day, if you don't even have a home, your nest has been copied, and you have to live on the streets with your husband. ”

Su Xiaomei secretly pinched him, not too hard, but there was some sweetness in her heart.

Fireworks soar into the sky and are particularly brilliant in the night sky.

From afar, it looks like a colorful meteor shower is falling in the night sky.

Not only was the command and envoy lively, but even the military households living in the city went to the courtyard and stretched their necks to look around, and many children even ran to the west wall of the mansion closest to the artificial lake to watch the fireworks.

But soon, he was slapped and driven home by adults who were afraid of causing trouble.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve in the ninth year of Chongli, the Acropolis of Jinshan was particularly lively.