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Ye Chuchu pinched one and put it in the dumpling stuffing, and said with a smile: "Let's see who eats more coins later."
"Daughter-in-law, shall we add a few more? Six is ??a bit small." Zhao Wentao said.
"Two people and six are less? If you are afraid that you won't be able to eat, then wrap each dumpling with a coin." Ye Chuchu said with a smile.
"That's boring." Zhao Wentao said: "No, I have to remember which one has coins."
Ye Chuchu laughed amused by the man's childishness.
The two were wrapping while talking, and quickly wrapped two curtains. One meal tonight, the rest was taken outside to freeze, and cooked tomorrow morning.
Zhao's vegetarian diet, in addition to eating one meal on New Year's Eve, they also eat one day on the first day of the new year.
Zhao's mother said that she used to eat vegetarian food until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but she couldn't stand it anymore, so she changed it to the fifth day of the first day, and couldn't bear it anymore, but changed to the first day of the first day, and four vegetarian meals were still acceptable.
Ye Chuchu couldn't stop laughing: "Can this be changed? I thought it was necessary."
Zhao Wentao cut his voice: "You can't believe what the adults said, anyway, they have a reason for everything!"
Ye Chuchu smiled and said: "You are not afraid that your child will say that about you."
"I won't fool my son! Right, son!" Zhao Wentao said to Ye Chuchu's stomach.
After the dumplings were made, Second Brother Zhao also came to find Zhao Wentao to invite the New Year.
After Zhao Wentao dressed, he took out a bundle of Mingzhi papers from the box, and followed his brothers to the Zhao family's ancestral grave.
The Zhao family's ancestral grave is on the top of the east beam at the head of the village. It's not just their family who come to invite the New Year. The ancestral graves of almost everyone in the village are here, some are far away, and some are even in their own fields. inside.
Everyone carried the ghost paper and a flashlight in their hand, followed the path to the top of the beam, and found their own cemetery. Brother Zhao said: "Fortunately, there is no wind at all."
"It's cold and cold!" Zhao Sange stomped his feet and turned to his sleeves, his nose was freezing.
"I'm going to draw a circle." Zhao Wentao picked up a branch from the ground and drew a circle around the cemetery.
After the second brother Zhao finished drawing the circle, he took out a little paper and put it down at the entrance of the grave, knelt down, and lit it.
Third Brother Zhao, Fourth Brother Zhao, and Zhao Wentao also put a little of the ghost paper they took into the fire.
"Old Ancestor, it's Chinese New Year today. We invite you to go home to celebrate the New Year. You can go back with us later." Brother Zhao muttered while holding a wooden stick and pulling the paper.
After the burning is over, step on the sparks, then kowtow three times, then go to the cemetery next to it, and follow the procedure just now.
After all, there are not one ancestors, and they all have to be taken care of.
The faces of the brothers were numb from the cold, and finally they were all burnt out, so they walked back, and while walking, they still had to say: "Old ancestor, follow us, let's go back to celebrate the New Year."
In this way, I have been talking about it all the way home, and kowtow three more times in front of the ancestor's tablet, burn incense, and ask for the New Year.
When they were going down the beam, they met a boy from Uncle Zhao's family who came to invite him for the new year.
There are three boys in Uncle Zhao¡¯s family. The eldest was discharged from the army and assigned to work in a certain coal mine. The second child drowned, leaving only the third child who was the same age as Zhao Wentao, only one day apart. Civil and military.
"Second brother, you are all invited for the New Year!" Zhao Wenwu held a flashlight in one hand and a ghost paper in the other.
"The invitations are over. Why did you come here!" Brother Zhao said.
"My father said that it's not easy for our ancestors to walk early." Zhao Wenwu also had no choice but to come whenever his father asked.
"Really, that's fine, you can go there quickly, you can watch the fire after burning the paper!" Zhao Wentao urged.
"I know. I'm going, it's really cold, you guys go back!" Zhao Wenwu said a few words in a hurry, and then walked up the beam quickly.
"Uncle is really good at rectifying. It's too early for our ancestors to walk, as if he walked by." Brother Zhao said sarcastically.
"Okay, those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, don't talk nonsense." Brother Zhao said, continuing to recite the words that our ancestors followed us and went home for the New Year.
When we got home, the tablets of the ancestors were arranged in Father Zhao's room, because it was the main room, but a small place was opened in the main room, where the tables and tablets were placed, and this was the place of the ancestors.
There is no way, there are many descendants of the ancestors, and there is no separate house for them, so let's live here.
?Mother Zhao put out tributes, such as bean buns, rice cakes, peanuts, melon seeds, frozen pears, incense and kowtow.?The sons went back to their own room to warm up.
Zhao Wentao went back to his room, Ye Chuchu saw that his face was blue from the cold.
"Hurry up and get on the kang to keep warm, I've made ginger soup for you." Ye Chuchu brought ginger soup.
This stuff is the best at warding off the cold, and it can also prevent colds. Zhao Wentao sat on the kang, drank a bowl of ginger soup, and stayed for a long time before recovering.
"It's really cold at night, it can freeze people to death!" Zhao Wentao shivered.
"It's New Year's Eve, don't be dead and talk about it." Ye Chuchu refilled him with another bowl of ginger soup.
Zhao Wentao nodded: "Daughter-in-law is right, let's not talk about it!" He drank the second bowl of ginger soup: "Daughter-in-law, you also go to the kang, it's only one o'clock, it's still early."
Ye Chuchu pulled a quilt to cover him, and sat beside him, stretching her legs into the quilt.
"Are we going to sit like this until dawn tonight?" Ye Chuchu asked, wouldn't that be too much of a pain?
"How is your family doing?" Zhao Wentao asked.
"My family also keeps the New Year's Eve, but it's about twelve o'clock, and I go to bed. I can't bear it, and I go to bed after eating dumplings at ten o'clock." Ye Chuchu said.
"It's okay, sleep when you're sleepy." Zhao Wentao put his arms around his wife: "Let's live on our own, and do whatever we want."
"What about you?" Ye Chuchu asked.
"Me too, I'll sleep when I'm sleepy later." Zhao Wentao smiled and said, "I'm not the boss, and my sleeping parents won't talk about me now."
"Nonsense again!" Ye Chuchu patted him.
The two of them huddled under the quilt, talking, waiting for the time to distribute the magic paper, that is, to eat dumplings with whips.
The time for handing out the god papers is also different for each family. Some are early and some are late, but even if it is early, it will come at nine o'clock, and if it is late, it will wait until eleven o'clock. When it is close to twelve o'clock, the Zhao family is relatively late. It was almost twelve o'clock.
The second brother Zhao, the third brother Zhao, and the fourth brother Zhao have all made dumplings. This meal is made of white flour dumplings, and all the white flour in the year is reserved for this dumpling.
The women heated a pot of hot water, adults and children washed their hair and feet together, and changed into new clothes.
The so-called new clothes turn over the old clothes, re-sew them, and put on new cotton shoes. A few girls put on new red-headed ropes, and the boys share a little firework with each other.
The kind with twenty or thirty sticks on a plate, a small spark will be pricked at the point, it is safe and cheap, and it is the best to fool children.
The men are busy with the final preparations for handing out the god papers.
Zhao's father and Zhao's mother had nothing to do. They made dumplings and sat on the kang. The old couple touched the small cards and said this, waiting for the time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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