Grandpa Ye Yaozu, unaware of the fact that this was a rare and unusual twelve-course meal for Chinese New Year, was a staple of his family's daily meals.

Grandma Wang Cuihua was the daughter of a landlord, and she was quite wealthy. Although she didn't eat and drink like this every day, she would have such a feast once every one or two months.

Satisfy my cravings!

I had a really enjoyable New Year.

Yingbao recalled that it was not yet five o'clock today, and the sky was still dark when the temperature outside suddenly dropped, but that did not affect the villagers' emphasis on the New Year.

Several loud firecrackers suddenly rang out, like a ritual, opening a new chapter for the village's New Year.

...

While Yingbao and her brothers and cousins ​​were still fast asleep in the early morning, every household in the village put up bright red Spring Festival couplets, the character "福" (fortune), and various paper-cut window decorations with black lettering.

These are all our family's old stock from years ago, and some were even made by our own family.

Some families in the village put away the Spring Festival couplets they put up last year, storing them away so they can use them again next year, just for good luck and celebration.

There's nothing we can do, it's all because we're poor!

People are so afraid of being poor that they habitually try to save money wherever possible.

The Ye family has always lived like this.

This is because of Yingbao, whom she secretly switched.

It took me a long time to find a couplet in my online space that was almost identical to the one used to be in the Ye family's Spring Festival couplets.

Seriously, no one else can do that.

She kept saying that it was in her space, but her grandmother wouldn't budge and wouldn't let her take it out.

I wonder if she was worried that the Spring Festival couplets she brought out wouldn't match those from previous years?

Or is it because the older generation experienced and witnessed too much poverty and became accustomed to saving money?

Yingbao couldn't understand it, and couldn't figure it out, so she didn't bother trying.

Let's do it in the dark.

Grandma openly forbids her from changing it, so she secretly and quietly changes it herself. Surely that's acceptable?

Anyway, only heaven and earth know,

And she knows it herself.

Who knows?

She didn't change the paper-cut window decorations, partly because the only ones she had in her space were the modern kind—plastic paper decorations that you just wet, place on the glass, wipe it smooth, and then stick on.

Secondly, even if she had the same window decoration paper, it was only red, light red paper, without a complete window decoration pattern.

It's easy to give yourself away.

Besides, the hands of Grandma, Mother, Aunt, Second Aunt, and Aunt are all quite skillful.

Look at the paper-cut window decorations they made and pasted on the windows. There are patterns like fish leaping over the dragon gate and flowers blooming in wealth and prosperity. Each one is lifelike, exquisite, and pleasing to the eye.

It brings joy to people who see it.

Yingbao also wanted to try cutting one, but she overestimated her hands-on skills.

She has clumsy hands.

I can't cut it out.

...

Let's just eat. I don't want to think about it anymore; the more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Why didn't she inherit her mother's and grandmother's skillful hands?

Ugh, that's infuriating.

...

The fragrant food exuded an enticing aroma, making one's mouth water.

Grandpa Ye Yaozu and Grandma Wang Cuihua sat in the main seats, their wrinkled smiles revealing the marks of time.

The two of them were holding hands under the table, which was spotted by the sharp-eyed Yingbao, but she did not say anything to expose them, only feeling a slight sting.

She really didn't want to eat this dog food!

Please do not force-feed.

but,

After watching for a while, it no longer felt like they were just showing off their love. Instead, I was moved by the heartwarming atmosphere of the grandparents holding hands, supporting and embracing each other for most of their lives.

They sat there like a beautiful painting, making one not want to disturb them.