Approaching the end of the year, Qingshan Town has a peaceful atmosphere, Yin Shi people have already bought new clothes for chickens, ducks, fish and children, and the children's broken mouths are naturally indispensable.

Dayao is one of the few southern territories that can be harvested twice a year, which includes the land of Qingshan Town, which has always had the reputation of "thousands of wells and thousands of riches, and oppresses fifteen states", with very few taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and the grain handed over to the government is less than one percent more than the cold and bitter land in the north of Saibei, and the people's lives are much better, at least most people don't need to worry about how to fill their bellies.

However, there are always a few families who do not smell the smoke on Chinese New Year's Eve, and there is no meat on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Wei Changpan's father and mother were originally in this list, only slightly better than hungry, the ancestors failed to accumulate a few acres of thin fields, so they could only be tenant farmers for others, no matter how hard the man in charge of the family was, he could only be a servant, plus the output of the land was far from those fertile fields, and the rice cut in two seasons a year was not covered by the rent, and it was difficult to dry the rice every day, so he could only sandwich it between three or five meals of rice porridge every day, for Wei Changpan, if there was a meal of porridge that was so thick that the chopsticks did not fall, it was a good thing to be happy for a day.

Since there is more Xiaoqinglou in the town, the old Wei family in Qingshan Town, who is poor to the roots, seems to be transferred, the son first gave a few women who felt more comfortable than eating a meal of wine and meat as a small servant, and then became an apprentice to Qian Erye, a Jianghu man in Qingshan Town, Fujia, and heard that a few people who went to the county town to purchase New Year's goods came back and said that the two masters and apprentices also did a great thing in Qishan County, it is said that they helped kill a heinous big devil, the devil said that he was one zhang high, three heads and six arms, green face and fangs, a living person, and hundreds of soldiers after eatingGood guy, isn't the devil who has been amazing for so long been dying with his fists and feet just by beating the master and apprentice who don't look amazing and don't overwhelm the public? If he hadn't been careless and injured in the end, such a feat would have fallen on the heads of our people in Qingshan Town.

These exaggerated words inevitably embarrassed when they entered the ears of Qian Erye and Wei Changpan, and most of the people in the town who had never seen anything of the world were shocked when they heard it, and they were impressed by Wei Changpan, a poor boy who suddenly made a fortune, and the original sour gossip of the idle people in the town disappeared. Even the big landlord in the town, who was a tenant by Wei Changpan's father and mother, took the initiative to come to the door and reduced half of this year's rent.

Wei Changpan's father is an honest farmer, he never dreamed that the old saying that people are middle-aged and everything is off will drop here and start to transfer, the threshold of the old Wei family, which was originally full of people, is about to be trampled to rot, and there are more croppers who take the initiative to gossip with him from morning to night, and everyone gives his son a thumbs up, so that this poor man who has been nodding and bowing for half his life has straightened his waist.

This farmer knows in his heart that he didn't leave a penny of the silver that his son gets back every month, or he and his mother really don't want to go, and they stuffed a total of less than one or two silver, and this time when he came back from the county seat, he took out a lot of broken silver and copper plates from his arms, totaling more than three taels of money! Or Wei Changpan repeatedly explained that he had never done anything unseemly, so he accepted the letter and doubted, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, he had been working in the field for half his life, and he didn't have as much money as his son had earned in the past half a year.

After all, it's the seed of our old Wei family.

With the silver in his pocket, Wei Changpan and his father gritted his teeth, simply spent the New Year in a beautiful way, bought a fish with a pot of wine, and went to the butcher shop in the town to cut two catties of meat. There are not so many exquisiteness that does not get tired of eating, but in his eyes, it is best if there is enough oil and water.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wei Changpan went to Xiaoqinglou early in the morning to take care of small and large trivial things, and also got the festival reward money wrapped in red paper, and the young man who had healed his bones happily jumped all the way home on the town avenue, causing a lot of surprised eyes on the road, but he didn't expect that Wei Changpan, who had a great reputation, was still a teenager.

As soon as he reached the vicinity of the hut, he smelled a very unusual smell coming to his nose.

"Dad, mother, my son is back, what delicious food has been burned at home?" Wei Changpan, who had just stepped into the house on his front foot, greeted loudly.

Wei Changpan, who was busy under the stove, poked his head out and said with a smile: "The stone is back, go and help my mother watch the stew and cook the fish." ”

The young man answered, and went to watch the stew carefully, smelling the aroma of pork from the pot, Wei Changpan leaned on the stove, feeling warm all over his body. Looking around, the narrow room was cleaned and cleaned by his mother, and all the belongings were in the familiar old place.

This kind of home is not what can be replaced by the pavilions and pavilions of the Danying carved Pengmen Huhu, which are all kinds of day and night, and it is not enough for outsiders.

Although his mother said that she was frail and sickly, she could only do some housework and could not do the work in the fields, but if it weren't for this perennial sick woman who ran the family well, and had to try to break it into four petals after breaking it into two pieces, the family would not be able to sustain it early.

Wei Changpan's father came back from the town, asked someone to write a couplet, spent dozens of small copper plates, the content is mediocre, the pen is also soft, probably the next year is smooth sailing, the family is safe and blessed, illiterate Wei Changpan and his father is indeed solemn with both hands to take it back.

The rough face of the farmer said to his son with some pain: "Stone, you will write this couplet for the coming year." ”

Smiling, Wei Changpan wiped his hands and solemnly took the couplet. This crop man comes and goes in the wind and rain all the year round, his arms and legs are a little tired, and it is difficult to raise his hands, so the matter of pasting the Spring Festival couplets will be handed over to Wei Changpan.

The young man adjusted the paste, moistened the Spring Festival couplets that were still written by the old Xiucai before the previous year, carefully removed them, folded them and put them away, smeared the paste and pasted the Spring Festival couplets.

The Wei family's new peach is replaced by the old charm.

I don't know whose baby's baby finished the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in a hurry, and Wei Changpan's family just served the table, when they heard a firecracker, followed by two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight or nine sounds, and it was heard again.

The family sat around the table, and Wei Changpan's father picked up the first chopsticks and fish.

The Wei family has more than one year after another.