When Zhang Shaofei said this, he couldn't cry anymore, thinking of his mother's hometown in Taizhen Village, living alone, his heart was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he shouted: "Mother! The child is not filial...... "his eyes were dark, his mouth spurted blood, and he fainted.

Seeing this, Le Zhiyan hurriedly stepped forward, helped Zhang Shaofei up, and shouted into the hall: "Daddy, Auntie, come out quickly!" Ah Fei fainted......"

Le Jinghui and Shi Jinying walked out of the hall in response, and when they saw Zhang Shaofei's face pale and unconscious, they hurriedly stepped forward and carried him into the sofa in the hall to lie down.

Le Jinghui pressed Zhang Shaofei's cold hands and feet with both hands, and said eagerly: "Ah Cheng, you go and invite Lang Zhong, eldest sister, third sister, go and boil water and get a hot towel for Ah Fei to compress, wife, go and get that bottle of heart-saving oil." ”

……

The hot towel was also compressed, and the heart-saving oil was also wiped, but Zhang Shaofei did not react at all, as if he was dead.

Finally, Le Zhicheng came with Lang Zhong.

"Quick, doctor, please save Ah Fei." When Le Zhiyan saw Lang Zhong, he said anxiously.

Lang Zhong finished Zhang Shaofei's pulse and said to everyone: "You don't have to worry too much, this posthumous brother is just tired, oversad, and stimulated, and he closed the door for a while. ”

After Lang Zhong finished taking Zhang Shaofei's pulse, he took three doses of medicine from the medicine box and said to Le Zhiyan: "These three doses, one dose a day, you should wake up after taking them." ”

After Lang Zhong finished instructing, he packed up the medical equipment, took the medical bills, and then took the medicine box and said goodbye.

Le Zhiyan boiled the medicine in the kitchen and brought it out, Le Zhihua carefully helped Zhang Shaofei up, and Le Zhiyan blew the bowl of steaming soup with his mouth, feeding it spoonful by spoonful.

After feeding the medicine, Le Zhiyan sat on the edge of Zhang Shaofei's bed, carefully wiping the liquid medicine on his lips and cheeks with a hot towel......

A day and a night passed, but Zhang Shaofei was still unconscious.

Zhang Shaofei was overly sad, a wisp of soul went out of his body, ethereal, and returned to his childhood:

It is the nature of children to love to play.

Whenever Zhang Shaofei's father went to work in the fields and his mother was weaving in the house, he sneaked out to play with a few friends of the same age in the village.

Once, Xiao Shaofei slipped to the small river at the edge of the village, and happened to see the shrimp climbing up the lychee tree by the river to dig a bird's nest, and catch the little bird that was too late to fly away in the nest.

When the shrimp saw Xiao Shaofei, he handed the bird to him and said proudly, "I'm amazing, I caught the bird in the tree." ”

Xiao Shaofei took the bird, let go of his hands, and let the bird go.

Seeing that Xiao Shaofei deliberately released the bird, Shrimp cried and asked Xiao Shaofei to return his bird, and raised his fist, looking like he was going to fight.

Xiao Shaofei said to them unhurriedly: "If you are captured by the bad guys, your father and mother will definitely be very anxious and sad." This principle is the same for the bird's mother! In the same way, the mother of the little bird will definitely be anxious and sad when she comes back and has no children......"

How could these words come from the mouth of Xiao Shaofei, who is younger than them?

Shrimp and the other partners were stunned, and Xiao Shaofei's words were like a light of wisdom that illuminated the hearts of this class of big brothers. Shrimp glanced at Xiao Shaofei with admiration.

Xiao Shaofei pursed his lips, and a smile appeared on his face.

……

Zhang Shaofei was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, and his soul soared with his thoughts.

The thoughts in the sky brought Zhang Shaofei to the past when he was a child, wearing new clothes, burning firecrackers, and pasting Spring Festival couplets for the New Year-

On Chinese New Year's Eve, chasing the smell and sound of gunpowder when firecrackers are set off, holding a large bowl full of rice balls and a group of friends, the east and west of the village, the simplicity, the liveliness, and the childlike fun have been deeply left in the memory.

When I grew up, these childhood dreams, which had been imprinted in my mind, consciously or unconsciously, became a unique and lingering image, deeply rooted in my heart.

Chinese New Year's Eve night, stew chicken, stewed fish, stir-fried royal sprouts with meat, stir-fried snow peas, stir-fried sauerkraut in pork intestine...... The sky of the entire Taizhen Village is wafting with the fragrant smell of the New Year;

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the land temple and ancestral hall at the head of the village were full of people, and in the fragrance and red candles, the sound of firecrackers sounded one after another, and the pious faces were carrying good wishes one after another: good luck in the New Year, safe entry and exit, good health, victory in everything, abundant harvest, and prosperity of six animals! The sky boiled on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve in the village: the deafening sound of firecrackers, accompanied by the cheers and blessings of everyone, the new year quietly arrived.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, put on newly made clothes, bring sincere blessings, and greet the elders. Say a few auspicious blessings, drink a few sips of home-brewed rice wine, taste fried dumplings, and the sincere blessings of the elders are like the clear yellow and transparent crisp corners, warming the heart bit by bit.

The doors of every house are all covered with a thick layer of firecracker red paper, reflecting the faces of the owners who go in and out of the house.

At the head and end of the village, children setting off firecrackers can be seen everywhere.

Throw a lit firecracker into the pond, and a few seconds later there will be a burst of spray, accompanied by the cheers of children;

Stuff a firecracker into a glass bottle, light it with a thin incense fire, and with a "poof" sound, a wisp of light smoke slowly emerges from the narrow mouth of the glass bottle;

Or, plant a firecracker into the mud pile and let the dirt splash and bloom like a flower;

Or, throw a firecracker in front of your little friend and listen to his exaggerated screams.

Mountains and rivers laugh. The Spring Festival in the countryside is happy and innocent, like the spring breeze blowing from the fields, fresh, natural and full of hope for the year......

Zhang Shaofei listened to his father: firecrackers, also known as firecrackers, commonly known as "firecrackers". In the Chinese New Year, firecrackers play a pivotal and indispensable role in bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. To welcome the New Year on Chinese New Year's Eve, people light bamboo with fire to make a loud crackling sound. This is the origin of the firecrackers made of gunpowder that later generations called firecrackers.

During the New Year, it is suitable for all ages, but there are differences between men and women. Burning firecrackers has always been a game for the brave, a patent for men. When the boys were happily burning firecrackers, the girls over there couldn't help but cover their ears, and they were so frightened that they ran out quickly and quickly, only to turn around and look at them with a look of adoration.

At that time, Zhang Shaofei was just a little boy, and he had a soft spot for the New Year's artillery battle, and he was very fascinated by the Chinese New Year's artillery battle. Once, he saw his father smoking a cigarette and lit a cannon with a puff; Zhang Shaofei used incense to light it.

While he was pouting and trembling and shivering from afar to light the twist of the firecracker with incense, his father held a cigarette in his left hand and a large thunder cannon in his right hand and lit it for a few seconds before throwing it, as a sign of courage to be ashamed of being in the company of the little boys.

Due to the burning of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, there are often big holes in the new clothes when I don't pay attention. It's not uncommon to get your fingers pricked by accident. Otherwise, how can I say that burning firecrackers is the sport of brave men?

Otherwise, why do you say, "The sound of firecrackers is the sound of the old year?" Every night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, in the early morning of the first day of the new year, the sound of firecrackers continues to resound in the sky day and night, which is deafening.

On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Shaofei and Wen Tsai and a few other friends met to watch the lion dance in the village hall.

A few of them jumped up and down, giggling and walking towards the village hall.

In front of the ground hall, the lion dance activity was over, and they were a little disappointed, wandering around the village to play.

Before I knew it, I walked around Cangxia Village.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I only heard the noisy sound of gongs and drums. When I entered the village, I saw that the people in the village were surging, the voices of people were boiling, and the fire dragon dance was being held in the village.

The weather of the New Year is changing, just now the sun is still shining, the sky is clear, suddenly, there is a dark cloud floating in the sky, and after a while, it is sprinkled with a drizzle. But it did not reduce the enthusiasm of the people at the scene to watch the fire dragon dance.

I saw a "golden dragon" dancing, with the sound of gongs and drums of "Dongdong", walking around the village.

Xiao Shaofei was very happy to see it, the stone dog saw it, danced with his hands, suddenly touched his head, and asked Xiao Shaofei: "Why does that 'golden dragon' march around the village?" ”

Xiao Shaofei looked at the stone dog: "Paparazzi, this is not our village or not, don't ask so many why." ”

"This kid is so sensible." An elder who was watching the fire dragon dance on the side saw Xiao Shaofei saying the words of an adult at a young age, and while praising Xiao Shaofei, he said to the stone dog: "The golden dragon marching around the village is the meaning of good luck, keeping peace, and wishing a good harvest." ”

Xiao Shaofei saluted forward and thanked him repeatedly.

"You're welcome. The old man's surname is He, his name is Zong, you can call me Zongbo. As he spoke, the elder took out a stack of red envelopes from his bag, gave one to each person, and then asked, "Look at your faces, which village is you?" ”

Xiao Shaofei respectfully: "We are from Taizhen Village." My surname is Zhang, and my name is Shaofei. Their names are Shi Gou, Wenzi, and Zihui. After Xiao Shaofei introduced them separately, they said in unison: "Thank you Zongbo for the red envelope!" I wish you a happy new year, good health, a happy family, and all the best! ”

Uncle Zong flew towards Xiao Shaofei: "You are really natural and sensible. ”

After Zongbo finished speaking, he touched the head of the stone dog, and then his words said, "According to legend, in ancient times, the Cangjiang River swelled in May and June every year, rushing through the moat, causing the county to suffer disasters every year, and the people suffered even more. So at the bend of the Cangjiang River, build a flood control embankment, build "Dragon Temple" in the embankment, later also called "Hongsheng Temple", people come to worship on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, pray for the Dragon God to keep the wind and rain smooth, live and work in peace and contentment, and have a bumper harvest of grains. ”

"Ah Fei, look, this golden dragon seems to be real, how did it come to be?" Shi Dog looked at the lifelike golden dragon that was dancing, and was so happy that he forgot what Xiao Shaofei had said to him just now.

Xiao Shaofei glanced at the stone dog, and was about to signal the stone dog not to ask more, but unexpectedly, this lifelike golden dragon roared towards him like a cloud.

Zhang Shaofei was shocked, suddenly stirred, sat up, and kept shouting indiscriminately: "Ah! Raptors! Raptor, the Raptors are coming...... The Raptors are coming! ”