Mom finally had a holiday last night.

Early this morning, I was woken up by her shaking from the covers.

"Girl, today is the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, and I want to send the god of the stove." Hurry up and help me. ”

My mother tugged at my quilt and said to me lying in the warm quilt.

"Huh? Mommy...... It's only 5:50, you're up too early, I'm ...... Aha...... I want to squint a little longer. ”

"Get up, it's almost the New Year, and I'll go to the street to do New Year's goods when I'm done."

She patted me on the shoulder and continued.

"New Year's goods...... Yes...... I'm going to do New Year's goods today! That's not about buying a lot of good food, haha...... Okay, I'll get up right away. ”

When I heard about the New Year's goods, I immediately felt energetic, and I was so excited that I immediately sat up from the bed and said happily.

"You kid...... As soon as I talked about eating, I came to the spirit, hurry up and get dressed, don't freeze and catch a cold. ”

She threw her jacket to me and said with a smile.

"Hey, okay. Immediately get dressed and come to help clean up the house. ”

I said mischievously.

Today is the twenty-fourth, and in our village, at this time of year, we have to "send the stove prince".

According to custom, we should have cleaned on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, but because my mother didn't have a holiday yesterday, we had to complete the three major events of cleaning, sending the stove to the prince, and doing New Year's goods today.

The old does not go, the new does not come.

The first step of the annual cleaning is to remove old things, the second step is to sweep the floor, and the third step is to wipe the table and put things away.

Getting rid of old things is the most troublesome step, especially when you are struggling with which things to throw away or not, which items still have use value, and which ones can be taken to the recycling station for some money.

Scrap iron, plastic bottles, glass caps, cartons and waste paper can all be recycled.

My mother brought me a few large snakeskin bags and motioned for me to sort them into categories.

Cartons are generally disassembled, spread evenly, and stacked with waste paper, which can be sold for three cents a pound.

Like old cotton clothes, my mother would cut them into square cloth towels and make rags to wipe the table; There are also some gauze cloths, which my mother will glue together with waste newspapers with batter or glutinous rice, and lay them flat to dry the lining of cloth shoes, so that it is easy to cut.

There were also some coarse fabrics, or black cotton trousers, which my mother would cut into long strips of cloth one after another, and tie them up with a rope and a wooden stick to make a homemade mop, no different from the one bought on the street.

Sure enough, the daughter raised by the carpenter and bamboo craftsman's father is a strong hands-on ability, waste utilization, and green environmental protection.

However, other useless waste items, such as old shoes and others, we will put them next to the earthen stove and burn them as firewood, so that they will not take up so much space and the home will be much cleaner.

After cleaning up all morning, with the concerted efforts of four people, we pulled the scrap of the three-board truck to the scrap recycling station and sold it for 130 yuan.

After cleaning up the old things, my mother went to make lunch.

Ling Ming was sweeping the floor, I was wiping the table, and my father was repairing the wooden fire barrel that had been used for almost seventeen years.

This is one of my mother's dowry, when she married my father, there was a set of wooden furniture, all made by my grandfather, a wooden plank, an inch of board painting, along with my mother's single-wheeled float, after more than ten miles of mountain roads, it was transported to our home.

For my mother, for our family, these old furniture are priceless treasures. It should be wiped brightly once a year, and if it is broken, it can only be repaired, not lost.

After an hour and a half, my mother finally finished the meal.

"It's time to eat, stop and don't do it yet, wash your hands and eat, the dishes will be cold later."

Mom lit the stove, brought a pot of hot pot, and said.

The three of them were all disgraced, especially Dad, who almost accidentally touched the charcoal ash at the base of the wooden fire barrel, and then pasted it on his face and became a "big flower cat".

"Hahaha, Dad, you've become a big cat."

I said with a smile as I carried a basin of dirty water and a rag.

Ling Ming didn't dare to laugh, for fear of being beaten. I could only laugh beside me and couldn't help but add a serious statement: "Yes, Dad, you rubbed your face with charcoal." ”

Dad was a little surprised and asked, "Really?" ”

My mother heard my laughter, and came out of the kitchen with a spoon for rice, looked at my father, and said with a smile, "Hahaha, you better hurry up and take a look in the mirror." What has it become? ”

The three of them squeezed into the bathroom, soaping on the washstand, and the bubbles on their hands were all gray.

After washing my hands, I changed another basin of water, mixed a little hot water from a thermos, and then washed my face with soap.

Dad's flower cat face was cleaned, and my face and Ling Ming's face were also washed.

However, only the washstand remained, and the flower porcelain pot was full of a large basin of muddy water.

The three of them were afraid that they hadn't washed it, so they made a large basin of warm water, first cleaned their faces, then cleaned their hands, wiped the water with dry towels, and finally finished the work of washing their hands before eating.

When I walked to the dining room, I smelled the enticing aroma of meat.

Mom made scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried pork slices with potatoes, a plate of stir-fried shrimp and a big pot of hot pot today.

The copper-colored hot pot on the charcoal fire is steaming hot, no, it's the aroma.

After a busy morning, it was indeed hot.

The four of them picked up the dishes and chopsticks and devoured them, this time they were really tired and had nothing to talk about.

There are no other superfluous dialogues other than "delicious", "delicious", "eat more" and "eat slower".

After lunch, there was no nap.

The family dragged a wooden cart and went to the street to buy New Year's goods.

People who go out to work have returned to their hometowns for the New Year, and the streets are crowded with people, and the street stalls are full of New Year's gadgets.

Fireworks, lantern couplets, some toys for children, plastic cars, small fireworks, small mines......

In addition to playing, there is a dazzling array of delicious food.

Roast duck, braised vegetables, melon seeds, peanuts, candied fruit, mushrooms, fungus, salted fish, bacon, daylily, all kinds of biscuits, all kinds of candy, all kinds of fruits......

I drooled when I saw it.

There are really a lot of people during the Chinese New Year, and you can be squeezed when you walk.

However, there are also many people who have the advantage of having more people, and there are many people at many candy stalls, candied fruit talks, and fried food stalls.

My mother always takes the opportunity to take one and stuff it into my mouth, Ling Ming is much taller than me, and he has long hands, so he can hold a lot of ...... The New Year is a festive picture, and no store owner will say that the guests are greedy because of one or two candied fruits.

After walking for less than half a street, I was a little full, and I didn't taste anything later.

You can't eat anything sweet or salty.

Roasted candied fruit or something, the taste is heavy, and when I eat the first one, I taste fresh, and I think it is particularly delicious. I think it's okay to eat the second one, but after eating too much, I feel like it's all the same taste, and I just want to drink water.

Mom asked Dad to go to the front to see a few stores, and found that they all sold similar things and the prices were similar.

There were too many people on the street, so I didn't want to go on.

My mom motioned for me to pack the bag, and she packed some snacks that needed to be bought, as well as dried mushrooms, and weighed them together.

After paying, he threw it on the cart.

Ling Ming held a box of drinks, and when his mother finished paying, he threw it on the cart.

Dad set up the cart, pushing the heavy cart, I held my mother's arm, my brother knocked the melon seeds in his pocket, and the family of four "switched" to the street where the guns were sold.

In the countryside for the New Year, fireworks are indispensable.

Like today's sending the stove to the prince, picking up the ancestors, and the 28th year of the lunar month, the 30th day of the lunar month to worship the ancestors, and the first day of the new year to put smallpox...... A series of New Year's activities require fireworks.

If you don't set off firecrackers, it's not lively, and there is no New Year's flavor.

However, the first seven days and the next seven days were basically shrouded in the haze of firecrackers, especially on the morning of the 28th day of the lunar month, no one could be seen one meter away, and they were all gray.

After choosing the firecrackers, my father and mother have to bargain again.

After half an hour, Ling Ming and I found an open space and played with the cannon.

One dollar a box, my mother bought ten boxes for the two of us, five boxes for each person.

If you hit the ground hard, it will explode with a "snap" without ignition. That's why it's called "smashing cannons".

When we were children, we dismantled the firecrackers, took one bulk firecracker after another, and then took a lit incense candle.

The most daring of the children was responsible for firing the cannon, and the other children hid five meters away, gently covering their ears with their hands and waiting for the cannon to go off.

Everyone cheered happily every time the cannon fired.

However, there are also slow-response cannons, which do not sound for a long time and do not sound until a while.

Every time it didn't go off, I thought it wasn't lit, and the one who lit the cannon got closer to see it, picked up the cannon and checked it, and it exploded on the hand with a "snap".

Luckily, this is a small cannon, except for the black hands or the nails are burned, there is also a burnt smell.

I asked him if it hurt, and he covered it and said it hurt. But he was strong and didn't cry at all, just found the nearest ditch to wash his hands.

But I threw away the cigarettes and stopped firing them for the time being.

That's right, this shot was my brother Ling Ming, who almost injured his hand that time, and was severely criticized by my mother when he went home, and he was so scared that he didn't fire the cannon that year.

"Okay, the scar forgot the pain." That's what he said.

No, this is playing with a relatively lethal cannon again.

In addition to the kind of long fireworks that are held in the hand, there is also the "soaring sky", which is inserted in the sand, lit with incense, and can spin and rush to the sky with a "boom".

In the night sky, an arc of light is drawn.

I like to watch it, but I don't dare to order it. Every year, Ling Ming showed it to me, and I applauded and cheered next to me.

After half an hour, my parents finally negotiated the price of the cannons, and there were only two boxes of cannons left in Ling Ming's hands.

Dad pulled the heavy cart, Mom was in charge of the high firecrackers, and Ling Ming and I were slowly pushing the cart behind the cart.

The four of them went home happily.

When she got home, her mother instructed Ling Ming to light a short firecracker, and the firecracker "crackled" for about forty seconds.

After the firecrackers sounded, my mother said happily: "Send the stove to the prince, pick up the ancestors, and celebrate the New Year." The child's father, tomorrow will bring the children's grandfather over for the New Year. ”

My mom said to my dad, who was cooperating with the goods.

Dad carried the firecracker and happily replied, "Hey, okay." I'll pick up my father-in-law tomorrow after breakfast. ”