Two village women were basking in the sun and eating melon seeds in front of the yard, and when they turned their heads, they could see an elm tree not far away, and a small family behind the elm tree.

It was the younger village woman who spoke, the village children called her Aunt Qin, the older one sitting next to her was Aunt Qin's mother-in-law, and the children called her Granny Liu.

Liu's mother-in-law's family name is Liu, and she is not a relative of the Yu family, so they don't have to go to the Yu ancestral hall today.

Granny Liu also turned her head to look at her daughter-in-law's words, and saw that the door of the house was closed, and there were no firecrackers in front of the door, and she looked unpopular.

"What can she do when she opens the door? Her in-laws don't recognize her, and she can't enter the ancestral hall. ”

Granny Liu retracted her gaze, casually spit out the melon seed shell in her mouth to the ground, and said disapprerovingly.

"This is the New Year, how can there be a New Year's Day that doesn't open?"

Aunt Qin was thirsty after eating melon seeds, and poured herself a cup of hot water to drink.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the farmers who have worked hard for a year do not do any other work except cooking and washing dishes, even if they eat a field of potato seed shells, they have to wait for the first day of the new year to sweep again.

They think that this is "good luck" and "good luck", and to sweep it out is to transport the good of the year out of the house.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted in front of their house, only to hear a "squeak" sound of opening the door in the distance, and a woman wearing a safflower jacket and hairpin flowers walked out of it.

The woman seemed to sleep at night, tilting her head, frowning tightly, and rubbing one hand behind her neck.

"Yo, Sister Xu has a good New Year!"

Aunt Qin raised her voice and smiled at the woman and said hello.

She's not very enthusiastic, it's just a big New Year, it's a convention to say a good New Year, unless you meet an enemy, generally just some small frictions, not close to the villagers will still greet each other like this during the New Year.

Who knew that Widow Xu only turned her head to look at them when she heard the voice, then turned her head back again, and didn't respond at all.

"Hey! This little! I'll just say that she doesn't like it, it's just the usual, how can she look like this for the New Year, she really lives more and more! ”

Aunt Qin was so angry that she threw the melon seeds in her hand back on the plate, stood up and wanted to go over to find Widow Xu to theorize.

The two of them live not far away, and Widow Xu has always been indecent, she has long been unpleasant, and she has not quarreled before, but they are all villagers, and they have not formed a mortal enemy.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal with such a bad person for the New Year, and I can't do it."

Granny Liu grabbed Aunt Qin and stopped her movements.

Aunt Qin was pulled by her mother-in-law, thinking that what her mother-in-law said was also reasonable, so she sat back in a huff, picked up the bowl and drank a big sip of water, which suppressed the stuffiness in her chest.

Widow Xu walked out of the yard and walked to the bare elm tree in front of the house and looked up, the elm tree was very tall, the branches were divided into countless forks, and the crown of the tree looked huge.

"It turned out to be a hundred-year-old elm tree, and the feng shui of this widow's house is not bad."

Widow Xu muttered to herself, nodded her head, and the next moment, her facial features wrinkled again.

"Shhh...... This black-hearted stinky Taoist priest is also ruthless, how can he twist his neck directly, does he want to torture her or torture me! ”

Widow Xu said hatefully, gritting her teeth a little.

"But he said he had important things to do, and let me recuperate here alone, so I don't have to worry about it. This widow is in good health, she is a widow, and I am also a widow, it is really fateful. ”

Widow Xu patted her towering chest with satisfaction, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and the corner of her eyes turned, but she caught a glimpse of a young man with a paper bag standing behind a tree not far away, smiling heartily, looking at her with bright eyes.

"This little brother, what are you looking at?"

Widow Xu's smile became more and more delicate, and with the red flower jacket on her body, her pale face also looked red and fluttering, which was extremely delicious.

"Aunt Xu, don't call me that, I can't afford this little brother."

The young man was still grinning, and he didn't shy away from looking at him, but the words that came out of his mouth were too honest.

Widow Xu pursed her lips and glanced at the young man with disgust, "What auntie, I'm only in my early twenties now, I don't know how old you are, why do you call me so old?" ”

The young man laughed, "Auntie really likes to laugh, my father and Uncle Dashan call each other brothers, I don't call you aunt, what should I call you?" ”

Widow Xu rolled her eyes without a trace when she heard this, and then covered her mouth and chuckled:

"How many years has my dead ghost been gone, and I am lonely, do I still look like I have relatives to take care of me? Each has its own opinion, where are there so many rules. ”

The boy smiled and said nothing, but came out from behind the tree, a vine hooked at his leg.

No wonder he stood there for so long, it turned out that his clothes were hooked.

The young man stopped five steps away from Widow Xu and bowed to Widow Xu.

"Aunt Xu has a good New Year!"

It's decent, and there's no rudeness at all.

The young man took his leave after saluting, and Widow Xu looked at the young man's broad back and licked her lips.

"Yuanyang is still there, strong and not reckless, but it's really a nourishing product."

The boy walked to the east of the village and stopped in front of a newly built brick house.

The door of that house was pasted with Spring Festival couplets, and the front of the door was scattered with confetti after the firecrackers were released, and the door was closed.

The boy stepped forward and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

"Today, I went to the ancestral hall to worship my ancestors, but I haven't come back yet?"

The young man said to himself, but he did not show any anxiety, but only carried his things and found a place with the sun and waited honestly, and some villagers passing by greeted him warmly when they saw him.

"Ah Dong, are you waiting for a big family?"

This young man called Ah Dong was generous and returned with a hearty smile.

"Yes, Uncle Tian, I'm here to greet Uncle Dayou."

This Ah Dong has no relationship with Yu Da's family, and he hardly moves around on weekdays.

The villager who greeted him had his eyes flashing when he heard this, and he only smiled and said a few words before leaving, and when he had walked a distance, he hurriedly changed his way back.

Someone has a big family in Shangyu!

He has a thirteen-year-old son in his own family!

When the sun had fully risen, and the chimneys of every house had smoked from the cooking smoke, Yu Da and his family had returned.

They sat a little longer at the village chief Yu Zhen's house, and Yu Zhen also cheekily asked Yu Xia a lot about feng shui in the village, so he came back late.

Before he approached the front of his house, Yu Xian pointed to a place:

"Look there, is that guy waiting for us?"

The family looked in the direction that Yu Xian pointed out, and saw a young man dressed in a new navy blue straight jacket carrying a paper bag basking in the sun in front of their house, as if he heard the movement and turned his head to see them, and immediately stood up straight to meet them.

"Happy New Year for Uncle Dayou, Happy New Year for Auntie, Happy New Year for Sister Xiaochun, Sister Xiaoxia, and Brother Xiaoxian!"

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