Chapter Ninety-Eight: Keeping the New Year

Chinese New Year's Eve, set off firecrackers.

One or two hundred ghosts were frightened, three or four ghost nests were tilted, and ten were even hundred gods and gods, and all directions were peaceful.

The sky had just gotten dark, and in the sound of firecrackers, the Zhangfu family banquet in the Ming Hall of Zhong Yutang was opened.

Because there was an inexplicable accident at the last New Year's banquet, and there were no guests in the New Year's house, this time all the food was prepared by the big kitchen at home.

Needless to say, the dishes are rich, Hua Jin is also happy, sitting next to his sister and happily eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are unhappy.

Hua Jin saw Hua Wei's tight hand when she was holding the chopsticks, and couldn't help but sigh, the resentment on this nine-year-old sister is really heavy!

Seeing that my brother was sitting at another table and enjoying the food in front of him happily, he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips.

Yu Guang looked at the eldest brother Hua Kun beside his brother, and saw that he was just raising his glass frequently, and couldn't help but think of the private meeting between him and the woman that day.

I miss my relatives every festive season. Hua Jinzhi's eldest brother is also an amorous son, and he must be thinking about the girl outside at this time.

accidentally caught a glimpse of the second master, and saw that his expression was the same as that of the eldest brother, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

The men of the Zhang family are really sensitive and affectionate!

Because Zhong Yutang is the largest Ming Hall in the main house of the Zhang family, every year the whole family is here to observe the New Year, and this year is naturally no exception.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the maids served tea.

By the time the tea was ready, the housekeepers had already led the maids to rearrange Zhong Yutang.

As in previous years, Mrs. Tai led the eldest master Zhang Yushan, the second master Zhang Yufeng and the third lady Liu to fight sparrows.

And the third master first led a few boys to burn the pine pot outside the second gate.

Compared to the warmth inside the room, the cold outside discouraged several girls.

Hua Jin tugged at Hua Hui's sleeve, "Sister, how about we also go to burn the pine pot with the third uncle and brother?" She didn't care whether she went or not, she just wanted to pull her sister to participate in more activities.

Hua Hui didn't expect it, "In previous years, I was afraid of the cold and hid in the house, why am I not afraid this year?" ”

Hua Jin blinked, and pulled Hua Hui's sleeve coquettishly, "Sister, go!" ”

Hua Hui doted on the tip of Hua Jin's delicate little nose with her fingers, "You, this temperament really changes every year." He shook his head helplessly, "Go!" ”

Seeing Hua Hui and Hua Jin put on their cloaks, Hua Cai also came over, "Second sister, fifth sister, you also go out to burn pine pots?" ”

Hua Jin nodded, "Fourth sister or not?" ”

Hua Cai raised her eyebrows, "Your fourth sister, I have long felt panicked in the house." ”

Hua Ting, the little tail behind her, poked his head out, "Second sister, fourth sister, fifth sister, Hua Ting is also going." ”

After the mother-in-law who was waiting for Hua Ting wrapped her like a zongzi, several girls followed the third master and several young masters out of Zhong Yutang.

Burning pine pots is to use pine and cypress branches and firewood to pile together and burn in front of the courtyard door, symbolizing the prosperity of the courtyard.

The third master took a few boys to pile the big pine basin high.

Hua Hui used to be married and now she is divorced, and she has long lost the pampering habits of being a girl, so she can't help but take off her warm hands and cover the pine pots to pile up pine branches.

Hua Jin is naturally not squeamish, and he works with his sister.

Hua Cai saw that the two sisters were not far behind, and personally picked a pine branch to fall up.

Xiao Bahuating was already short, and he wore a lot, like a walking ball, and picked up the round pine tower and threw it into the pine pot, which made everyone laugh.

After a while, everyone piled up the pine tubs more than six feet high.

The servant came over with a lantern, and the third master took the lead and took a pine branch and lit it and inserted it at the lower end of the pine basin.

Because the bottom of the pine basin is also added with kerosene, the pine basin will soon burn, and the smoke and candle sky are as rotten as a glow cloth, and it is beautiful.

Because they are all natural wood, the burning pine tub does not smell of smoke, only the smell of pine oil. Everyone gathered in front of the pine basin and did not feel cold.

Hua Jin saw the relaxed and happy expression of the sister beside him, and he didn't feel a smile of relief.

When I returned to Zhong Yutang, I saw that Mrs. Tai was happily touching the cards in the room, and the rest of the Mrs. and the girl were drinking tea to refresh themselves, while eating the preserved fruits in the box and chatting.

There are still several hours before midnight, and she is used to staying up late in her previous life, and she doesn't find it difficult to keep the New Year, but she can't help but feel that it is really boring to wait like this.

She approached Hua Chen and asked quietly, "Brother, do you feel a little bored?" ”

Hua Chen looked at Hua Jin with a smile, "Sister, do you have any ideas?" ”

Hua Jin smiled slightly, "A few days ago, my sister saw a game called pitching pot in a miscellaneous book, this Zhong Yutang Ming Hall is so spacious, it must be more than enough to carry out, and it will not be so boring, what does my brother think?" ”

Hua Chen's eyes lit up, "Brother thinks it's good!" "He was very fond of competitive sports in his previous life.

couldn't help but look at the third master, Zhang Yuhong, "My brother thinks that the third uncle's interest today is also good, maybe he likes it too." ”

Hua Jin blinked, "With the third uncle coming forward, of course no one will stop Zhang Luo." ”

Hua Chen paced to the third master's side and asked very strategically: "Third uncle, why hasn't anyone played pitching pots in the family for a long time?" ”

"Pitcher?" The third master's eyes lit up, "This proposal is good!" Then he looked at the other young masters, "How about we throw pots?" ”

The crowd chimed in.

An eight-leaf screen is placed in the Ming Hall, separating two spaces.

Over there, they are playing sparrows drinking tea and chatting, and here they are playing pitching pots.

At the end of the screen, two ceramic pitchers are set up, and red beans are held in the pots to prevent arrows from popping out after being thrown.

Sixteen wooden arrows were prepared to be thrown into the pitcher, and the props were complete.

Pitching the pot is actually the game where both sides throw arrows into the pitcher with a narrow mouth width like a vase, and the side that hits the most wins wins, and the losing side is punished with wine.

Because of the participation of female dependents, the losing female dependents can replace the wine with tea.

The two people in the first round of throwing pots were the third master and the eldest brother, each with eight arrows.

Originally, the third master was one shot ahead of his big brother in the first five shots, but he didn't expect him to miss one of the last three shots.

Hua Jin knew that the third master was extremely restrained and humble, and he must have deliberately released water.

It's not interesting to play like this, presumably the big brother thinks so too, so at the end of this round, he actually drank a cup of wine with the third master.

Now it's Hua Kun's turn and Hua Chen, the five-room young master.

The third lady Liu, who was playing sparrows inside, actually heard the voice and handed the cards in her hand to Luo to play, and she bypassed the screen to watch the battle.

Hua Chen's psychological quality is very good, and the victory has been confirmed with three arrows in advance.

Liu couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass and drink for the fifth young master Hua Chen, "Brother Chen, he is still young, and it is not an exaggeration to drink this cup for her mother." ”

Everyone knows the temperament of the third lady, and it is not surprising.

Hua Chen handed the arrow in his hand to Hua Jin, "The fifth sister casts a game." ”