The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, always replacing the old talisman with new ones.
Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, the annual New Year Festival is approaching, and Qinghua County is filled with deep joy.
Every household, rich or poor, is busy asking gods to worship their ancestors.
The whole Qinghua County looked lively and festive.
Even on weekdays, Yang Fengnian¡¯s deserted courtyard seemed particularly lively.
Now, this still poor and down-to-earth home welcomes three distinguished guests.
Yang Fengnian was very happy.
Not only because this was his first Spring Festival in the Southern Dynasties.
It was also because of Yan Chixia and Zhuo Yue who were busy in the yard and kitchen.
And at home, Nie Xiaoqian is busy cutting window grilles.
Heavy snowflakes of goose feathers fell from the sky.
Qinghua County has been covered with a thick white velvet blanket.
In the yard, the sound of chopping firewood sounded rhythmically. That was Yan Chixia working hard chopping firewood and preparing to build a strong fire.
In the simple kitchen to the west, Yang Fengnian and Zhuo Yue were cooking New Year's Eve dinner.
In the room, Nie Xiaoqian, who cannot see the sun, is sitting quietly by the bed. She is clever and ingenious, pouting and smiling while cutting the window grilles.
When the window grilles are put up, a fire is built.
It is already dark.
Yang Fengnian and Yan Chixia carried lanterns and hung them at the entrance of the courtyard.
Looking at the red lanterns in the wind and snow, Yan Chixia didn't know what she thought of. She often sighed and said with a smile: "It's the New Year again!"
Yang Fengnian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, put his hand on Yan Chixia's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Year after year, there is a new atmosphere every year!"
"Couplet?" Yan Chixia thought for a while and asked curiously.
Yang Fengnian was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled: "That's right. How about it? Is there a suitable second line?"
Yan Chixia coughed, then pointed at the lantern and said, "It's a little crooked!"
Then he pretended to adjust the angle of the lantern.
Yang Fengnian curled her lips, shrugged her shoulders, and turned back to the yard.
At this time, there was a sound of young people laughing on the snowy road.
Listen to this voice, it¡¯s actually coming this way.
Yang Fengnian stopped, turned his head and took a look, and saw two well-dressed young men, swaying folding fans in the winter, walking over happily.
"Hey, that idiot. I heard that you have a beautiful woman at home? Call her out and let me see her, young master!"
This is the second young master of the Yang family. His surname seems to be Yang. I forgot his name.
After hearing this, Yang Fengnian rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Yan Chixia folded her arms and was stunned for a while.
"Idiot, who do you call me?"
After looking around, I found no one else. Then, seeing Brother Xian's speechless expression, he realized that these two scum were actually calling him Brother Xian?
Looking at these two dandy boys, they looked like they were frivolous and in need of a beating. Yan Chixia was immediately furious, rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward to beat someone.
When Yang Fengnian saw this, he quickly grabbed him and said with a smile: "It's unlucky to do something during the Chinese New Year!"
Yan Chixia turned her head and saw the sinister smile on Yang Fengnian's face. She was immediately happy and pretended to be confused: "Brother, what's your clever trick? Why don't you tell me? Can you also open your eyes to me?"
Yang Fengnian groped his chin and thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at the two young masters of the Yang family with gloomy faces opposite him. After thinking for a moment, his eyes lit up: "We'll know later!"
After saying these words, Yang Fengnian turned around and returned to the yard.
Not long after, Yang Fengnian left and returned.
It¡¯s different from when we went in. Now, in Yang Fengnian's arms, there were more than a dozen red Erkiji as thick as a baby's arms.
Who is responsible for these two kicks has a long story.
Last night, Yang Fengnian and Yan Chixia worked up all night to develop the latest new type of firecrackers.
With its fierce power and various tricks, it is simply a must-have product for festivals and teasing others.
"High!"
After seeing Yang Fengnian carrying this thing out, Yan Chixia looked overjoyed and clapped her hands happily.
"Would you like to come together?" Yang Fengnian took out two incense sticks, lit them, and handed one to Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia took the incense head, shook her head and nodded: "Of course!"
¡°Then, the two of them got into a stance and placed dozens of kickers under their feet.On the steps.
The bottom of the two kicking feet is against the stone steps. But his head was facing the two young masters of the Yang family whose expressions changed greatly at the entrance of the alley.
Then, the two of them bent down leisurely and lit the fuse.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The smell of gunpowder filled with the flavor of the new year, along with the green smoke, filled the alley.
A thud.
Green smoke bloomed, and the bottom of a second kicker spurted out a stream of fire, and then flew towards the second young master of the Yang family who was staying in place like lightning.
There was a loud bang.
Among the flying pieces of paper, the second young master of the Yang family, who was unable to dodge, was directly burnt to death and his hair was messy.
Beside him, the Third Young Master was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. Then he pointed at the Second Young Master, whose face was as black as coal, and laughed happily with schadenfreude.
He seemed to have forgotten that the second brother, who was burned black by the bombing, was his ally.
However, it didn¡¯t take long for him to rejoice in his misfortune.
The second two-kick came one after another.
So, after an explosion, the third young master also became a refugee from Africa.
"You, how dare you" The second young master raised his hand and took off a piece of shredded paper that was still burning and sparking from his ear. His eyes burst out with anger, and he cursed through gritted teeth while raising his head.
However, when he raised his head and saw Yang Fengnian and Yan Chixia concentrating on arranging the other dozen kickers, his expression suddenly changed.
Then¡¡
Turn around and run.
The third young master, who was bored by the explosion, was very puzzled.
Second brother seemed to be going crazy just now, why did he suddenly run away?
He scratched his head and straightened his hair that was messed up by the explosion.
He turned his head and looked suspiciously.
In front of my eyes, a dozen or so kickers were flying towards me.
The third young master was at a loss.
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Amid the roaring explosions, New Year¡¯s Eve finally arrived.
In the room, the fire in the stove was burning brightly. The blazing fire dyed the room red.
From all over the world, a family made up of humans and ghosts. We gathered around the table and happily ate New Year's Eve dinner.
During this period, Yang Fengnian also pulled Yan Chixia to perform a very unique cross talk for Zhuo Yue and Nie Xiaoqian.
Yan Chixia's stammering and Yang Fengnian's affectionate expressions made the two girls smile. The atmosphere in the hut was extremely lively.
When midnight approaches, every household in Qinghua County sets off fireworks.
In the small courtyard, a fire soared into the sky, burning cracklingly. In the red firewood, sparks were flying everywhere like fireflies.
Nie Xiaoqian and Zhuo Yue, two daughters, stood in front of the door.
Looking at Yang Fengnian, he was like a child who had not grown up, excitedly setting off the firecrackers he developed.
Amidst the rumbling sound, colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky with goose feathers falling, making it extremely dazzling.
Such a scene attracted every household in Qinghua County to raise their heads and look up, and then marveled at the gorgeous fireworks.
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