The fireworks are dark in the world, and the flowers bloom like illusions. Infinite thoughts of the past, the wind moves the glass light. Shade, shade, looking back at the red dust candle flame.

The villagers eat very slowly, have a vigil at night, sleep enough to sleep during the day, and pregnant women and women with children do not have to think about the vigil.

The children also drank wine and rice wine, children of a few years old drank wine, and children over 14 years old drank rice wine.

Zhu Wentian drank medicinal wine with the chief, two taels per person, one tael for each village elder, and usually the village elder drank a cup of three dollars to nourish his body.

"Hanhan, in the year of the thunderstorm, this table of dishes has already been eaten, and there will be no vegetables and meat left in the winter shabu-shabu."

A village elder said to Han Han, emphasizing that the thunderstorm night was the night when Zhu Wentian came.

Zhu Wentian nodded: "Everyone has no oil and water in their stomachs, the poorer they are, the hungrier they are, the poorer they are, they eat a lot, but they can't eat enough." ”

"Later, it was fine, Hanhan was finally able to help the village a lot, maybe this is because of the people who support the village."

Another village elder followed up and said that everyone is not stupid and can see it.

Zhu Wentian smiled: "Hanhan has always been there, just like a baby, that period of time was when the baby was a baby, and when I grew up, some forgot it, some remembered, I remember it all."

Including the sixth grandfather pricked me around the navel with a needle, and then cupping to pull out a lot of blood, I would only cry at that time.

There are also four aunts who found me cypress branches to boil water to drink, and I didn't have a single gray hair at that time, so I exchanged grain for honey to prescribe home remedies for me......"

Zhu Wentian said one thing after another, he was in a little trance, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies.

He thinks that what people are most afraid of is philosophy and asking themselves, the simplest: Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?

Thinking too much can make people crazy, just like many people who don't understand the suicide of depressed people.

"Go back and repair the mountain temple well, and let the ancestral hall give the court permission.

Last time, I said that I wanted to give Dan an iron scroll, we don't want that thing, listen to Hanhan, let's replace it with a five-entry cornice bucket arch.

This is what we deserve, if you don't want anything, people will think that you are planning more. ”

Another village elder spoke out, demanding that the system be exceeded and the credit should be compensated.

"We old immortals have discussed it, what do you say?" The fourth village elder spoke.

"Okay, as long as you don't open out the eight enters, according to the ancient system, nine into the king, eight into the king." Zhu Wentian supports.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, can you hear me? I'm on the city wall, I'm going down, I'm Zhouzong, I'm holding the hourglass, put it together. ”

On the wall of the imperial city in the west, Zhou Zong shouted that he didn't dare to go down directly, for fear that he would be guarded by the people of Xiaqiu Village with flintlock pistols, so he accidentally shot him to death.

"Come down! We have no defenses here, guns and bullets are separated. The lieutenant shouted back.

After a long time, Zhou Zong ran over with an hourglass: "After this end, we will set off fireworks together, and all other places are here, you are here, and you will be in charge." ”

"Zhou Sheren sit down, what kind of wine do you drink? I drank some medicinal wine with Han Han and the village elders, and after a while, the village elders rested, and I drank beer and ate beans with Hanhan. ”

The lieutenant took the hourglass, this belongs to the definite time, someone should have come here to set off the fireworks, and now the people in the village are in charge of the village.

"I also drink some medicinal wine, I can't go back tonight, the gate of the inner city is closed, and I am not allowed to enter or exit, I am special, I can go out and not enter.

Of course, if there is an urgent matter in your village, you can let Han Han bring a letter in, but it can only be Han Han, because Han Han ......"

Zhou Zong said that the situation means that he is stupid and will not calculate and launch a surprise attack.

"Yes! We are the most simple, and everyone can rest assured that he will send a letter. ”

The chief agreed, thinking in his heart, if we want to beat you and let Han Han in, you will be completely cold.

Zhou Zong didn't know how to read minds, nodded, and then looked at the dishes on the table: "You still have other dishes for eating hot pot?" ”

"It's cold, you don't have to cook all day tomorrow, just heat up what can be hot, and eat cold dishes directly."

The chief took the wine cup, put it in front of Zhou Zong, filled it up, added soup to the hot pot, and pulled a plate of mutton chops into the pot.

The villagers ate slowly, looking at the hourglass, and when they saw that it was almost time, the others put more glass lamps into the lit candles.

For a while, the place became colorful, everyone changed into new clothes, and the woman took the pacifier and pushed the baby out.

"Ignition in order." The elder shouted, and the children held coarse incense in their hands, blew on it, and lit the fireworks.

Unlike other people, they are not afraid, they are all hand-rubbed nitroglycerin yellow gunpowder, knowing that even if the distance of the coarse incense is ignited, they will not hurt themselves, just turn their heads when they light it.

'Bang~~Boom~~''Crackling~~~'

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks bloom, blowing with the wind, drifting high in the sky, and the swaying glass lanterns set off each other.

There is no moon tonight, only stars twinkling with fireworks.

……

"It's been another year after that, and this year is good." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't go to rest, he kept vigil and took a monocular to watch the fireworks.

He is in a very good mood today, just like the mood of the good eldest Zhu Biao.

After a year, everything went well, traded with the Yi people, made a lot of money, and the entire Ningguo Mansion planted two crops.

There is also a canal, plus a commercial information convenience office under construction.

After a busy year, I found that all things were good, how could life be so smooth? The administration of the Ming Dynasty was equally smooth.

When I felt that something was in trouble, I didn't wait to be in a hurry, and Xiaqiu Village took action.

Sometimes I don't think it's a trouble, and Xiaqiu Village takes action.

Sometimes Xiaqiu Village strikes first, and then knows about things.

"Every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, tonight is different. Not because of the fireworks, only laughing at the mountains and rivers. ”

Queen Ma's smile is the most bright, and the nostalgic logistics assist the battle.

She is in charge of logistics, and her own man is playing in front.

The more people in charge of logistics, the more they understand the grandeur of the layout of Xiaqiu Village, which seems to be pushed step by step from the year before last, that is stable!

People are not in a hurry at all, implement one, and give another one, when it comes to war, it is the most difficult to encounter such an opponent.

Before today's fireworks, people are still pushing it in Xiaqiu Village! Explain how you want to be regardless of the holiday season and emotions.

"Are there any rock sugar gourds in Xiaqiu Village? Get us a few. Zhu Yuanzhang felt tasteless in his mouth, wanted to eat something, and thought of the rock sugar gourd in Xiaqiu Village.

A large number of sugar gourds were sent, and Xiaqiu Village could be eaten by the soldiers on the city wall, so naturally there would be no shortage of palaces.

"Girl, take a bite, eat the orange on the top, and ...... the bottom Get us another bunch, sister, why do you eat so much in one bite? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to eat the watermelon of the sugar gourd, but Queen Ma masturbated, half of the sugar gourd was gone, and what was left below was hawthorn.

Queen Ma smiled and bent her eyes, puffing out her cheeks and chewing, she did it deliberately.

This year, it's the fifth watch, and yesterday the farmer went out to get tired, and today I feel the 'sequelae', especially tired. Tomorrow's seventh watch, make up for today, brothers and sisters who have monthly tickets vote, thank you! The farmhouse bowed!

(End of chapter)