Taiping Town is a town that cannot be smaller, and it has jurisdiction over four or five, six, seven or eight villages with a population of no more than 200 people, and even some villages with a population of no more than 100.

It is said to be a town because it is indeed a town with a name in the geography of China, and it can be seen very clearly on Google Maps.

On Chinese New Year's Eve in 1995, fireworks were not banned in the countryside, and there would not be any incidents of being taken to the police station by the police because fireworks were set off in the middle of the night, and the entire Spring Festival was celebrated at the police station.

In Taiping Town, fireworks and firecrackers are placed at will, and you can put them wherever you want, no matter what you put on a graceful, well-mannered, dignified and elegant, and group posture, no one cares about you.

As I said earlier, this town is small, and there is only one street when it is full.

There is an unwritten rule in the town, just after the early morning of Chinese New Year's Eve every year, every household lights firecrackers, and the one on the street lights it first, and the sound of the cannon is firecrackled, and the sound of firecrackers shakes the world one after another.

The town lit its head, and with the town as the center, every household in every village within a radius of 100 miles also began to set off firecrackers.

This is the strong flavor of the New Year.

Although the town is not big, but it is some years, it is said that there was a Manchu Qing Dynasty, and legend has it that the Red Army was stationed in this town once before the liberation, but it was whitewashed by the White Army overnight.

At that time, the street was full of blood, and the war was so cruel, but fortunately it was a time of peace, and the whole town was peaceful and festive.

The buildings on both sides of the street are old-fashioned two-story hanging corner buildings, and the façade houses are below, and during the day, they take a piece of door panels and open the door to do business.

The upper floor is specially used for people, although this kind of building is beautiful and comfortable, but there is a disadvantage. Because it's all wooden, the soundproofing is poor.

Someone roared on the street, and everyone at the end of the street could hear it.

The old Wang next door and his daughter-in-law whispered in the middle of the night, and it is estimated that the next door next door can hear it.

There is a family surnamed Luo in the middle of the street, in fact, the people in the whole town are surnamed Zhao, and only this family is surnamed Luo. Because the current male host, Mr. Luo Lin, his father was the principal of the town's central primary school, and after graduating from Normal University, Mr. Luo took his father's class and became a teacher in the town's central primary school. Teacher Lao Luo heard that he was from the city, and he responded to the party's call to open the town's first primary school in the town despite his family's opposition. The town leaders were very grateful to this selfless educator and assigned the second floor on the street, which is said to have excellent feng shui, to Principal Lao Luo.

In fact, Principal Luo is selfish, because his beloved girl lives in this town.

It's a pity that this girl had a difficult birth when she gave birth to Lorraine, leaving Principal Luo to be a father and mother in this town to raise her son.

After Principal Luo retired, he returned to the city, and his son Xiao Luo, a beautiful elementary school music teacher, Zhao Xuemei and Teacher Zhao became his wife, so he naturally inherited the two-story building.

The small building is not big, and the façade on the first floor is rented to someone else who sells clothes. There are three rooms on the second floor, the husband and wife live in the big one, the daughter Luo Ya is six years old this year, in the first grade of the central primary school, living in a small room, the living room is not big, there is a TV, a bookcase, a desk, a wooden sofa, there is only one person left in the aisle.

Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers will not stop for an hour.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, keeping the New Year is a fine tradition of all Chinese, and Taiping Town carries forward this fine tradition, and the adults in the family do not close their eyes all night.

Teacher Zhao is a native of Taiping Town, and it is natural for her husband and her to keep the New Year.

Normally, when she was celebrating the New Year, she would simmer bone broth on the honeycomb coal stove on the balcony and sit on the sofa knitting sweaters. Her husband, Mr. Luo, is a diligent math teacher, sitting at his desk in the living room preparing lesson plans for the new semester.

When it was time to set off firecrackers, Mr. Luo had to open the window, pick a string of firecrackers with a clothes pole and light them out of the window, indicating that their family would also set off firecrackers in the New Year.

When the firecracker crackled for about half an hour, Loya was woken up by the sound of firecrackers.

This girl has always been very sleepy, and her room is in the one on the back street.

She had to tell her mother Zhao Xuemei before going to bed, and when it was time to set off firecrackers, she was called to get up and watch this spectacular scene.

But at this time of year, she generally can't get up, and how many times her mother called her, she rolled over and covered her ears and fell asleep.

This year was a little different, her mother didn't seem to have called her. She tilted her ears to listen, and although the firecrackers were loud, they didn't seem to be coming from outside her window.

Could it be that her father, Mr. Luo, forgot it, or has he already let it go? She wanted to roll over and sleep again as usual, and she did.

But on this day, I don't know why, after turning over, I couldn't sleep again.

There are probably two reasons for this, the first is that there are new clothes bought by the grandfather in the city in the closet, a big red plush coat with rabbit ears, a special kind of foreign plate, a dress bought in the city, a dress that has never been seen in the country. She wanted to wear it a year ago, but her mother didn't allow it, saying that she must wear it on the first day of the new year, so that there will be a new atmosphere in the new year.

Second, she wants to go out and see what her parents are doing.

The sound of firecrackers means that the first day of the Lunar New Year is coming, which means that you can wear that plush coat. As soon as the morning dawned, she must be the first to run to Zhao Erniu's house next door.

She got up, took the plush coat from the closet, put it on, and spun around in front of the mirror.

Grandpa is really good-looking, not big, not too small, just right, like a princess in a fairy tale.

Loya was very happy.

Push open the door and show your parents first, which fairy tale princess is she like?

The lights in the living room were on, and the TV screens were lit with snowflakes and sizzling sounds.

Her father, Teacher Luo, was lying on the desk, and her mother, Teacher Zhao, was leaning on the sofa, not moving, and it was late at night, and Luo Ya naturally thought they were dozing.

Looking closely, it was really weird, Luo Ya's eyes looked over, and saw that on her father's desk, there was dark red liquid dripping down bit by bit, and a lesson plan was red.

Maybe the big bottle of red ink on Dad's desk was overturned, and Mom's feet were also a big pool of dazzling red ink.

"Mom?"

Mom's fingers on her side seemed to move, but she still didn't wake up.

Shouted again: "Mom? Father? ”

The two still didn't react.

At this time, a cold wind blew in from outside.

Loya noticed that the wooden door leading from the living room to the balcony was not closed.

Behind the balcony is a national highway, which is almost the same as the balcony, and there is only a rain gutter more than a meter wide in the middle. Dad said that when he was young, he was very playful, and when he came home late from school, he was afraid of being scolded by his grandfather, so he stepped on the balcony of the house on the highway with one arrow step, quietly pushed the door in, slipped back to his room, opened the book and began to write homework.

Mom too, don't close the door at night, aren't you afraid of thieves coming in?