New Year's Eve
When they woke up in the morning, everyone put on new clothes and was in high spirits.
There was some banging noise at the door, and I didn't know what they were doing. When I opened the door, I saw they were putting up award certificates.
There were only two pitiful certificates of merit, which were pasted under the portrait of Chairman Mao.
"Hehe, our An An must work hard in the future and try to cover this entire wall with stickers. This will be our An An's glory."
"Speaking of which, it's a shame about our family housing in the garment factory. There's a wall of Huanhuan's awards posted inside. It's a pity they've been there for so long that I can't even tear them off. If I do, they'll rip."
Song Weiguo felt quite sorry, "I don't know if anyone lives in that house now. If not, we can take a photo to commemorate it. Otherwise, we won't have the chance to see it in the future."
Everyone knew that Lin Wanwan bought a camera during this outing. Cameras are very high-end these days.
I haven't heard of anyone in the surrounding area having a camera. They are the only ones who have one.
Only the mayor's house has a TV.
They got this TV through Lao Song's connections, otherwise even if they issued the invoice, it would be out of stock and you wouldn't know where to buy it.
But at this time, having a TV is not very useful. There is nothing to watch at all. The signal is not good, and there is nothing to watch.
It's worse than a tape recorder.
What they hum every day is opera, which is fine to listen to, but they just don’t like it. They find it boring and can’t understand it.
"Let's go and have a look after the New Year." Lin Wanwan walked towards the bathroom in a daze and bumped into the bathroom door with a bang.
"Oh my God!" She sat down on the ground with a look of bewilderment on her face. What happened to her? Why was she sitting on the ground?
"Oh my goodness, be careful."
Wang Guifen quickly opened the door and helped the man up. "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay. I haven't woken up yet and my mind is a little fuzzy." I slept too late last night and was woken up by the urge to pee, so I haven't fully recovered yet.
"Girl, there's nothing wrong, just sleep a little longer. Oh, and hurry up and go to the bathroom."
I touched the little girl's messy hair and thought, these two girls really have a rough life at home.
Not to mention dressing up, she just walks around in pajamas all day long, with her hair tied up in all kinds of weird shapes.
"By the way, you can't pour out the bath water today. Wait until tomorrow."
I don't know why, but I just do what the old man says.
"Hmm... I know... now."
Another person, half-awake and like a walking corpse, came down from upstairs.
"Ha... Mom, what's for breakfast?"
"I'm still eating. Look, it's already nine o'clock and it's twelve o'clock for the New Year's Eve dinner. Forget it, I won't eat breakfast."
Wang Guifen waved her hand, indicating that breakfast this morning was gone.
"Ah...I..."
"Stop, shut up. Don't say anything unlucky today. If you're hungry, grab some cookies or something.
Just because you don't spank your child today doesn't mean you won't spank him tomorrow. Think carefully about this."
Don't beat children during the Chinese New Year, because after the New Year, they will be beaten to death.
"Hehe, I'm used to it." Who hasn't said something like this these days? Didn't I fail to react for a moment?
I remember when I was a kid, I said something like this during the Chinese New Year and was beaten so badly that my butt was bruised.
When I think about it this way, why do I feel a dull pain in my butt?
"Isn't there a bathroom on the third floor? What are you waiting for here?"
Before leaving, Wang Guifen glanced at her daughter who was spinning in circles and asked in confusion.
"It's broken." There was also a squat toilet on the third floor. "It's cracked, you know? And it was broken before we left, but it wasn't bad, so no one said anything."
But now it is completely unusable.
"Let's talk about it in a few days. You can't repair things during the New Year. And this thing should be done by a professional. Your father probably can't do it."
After saying that, she didn't care about her anxious and jumping daughter and went to the kitchen.
We have to make dumplings today. If we don’t eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, what kind of Chinese New Year is it?
I also have to make taro balls. I didn’t have time to make them yesterday, so I have to make them today. The New Year here would be incomplete without taro balls.
"Old Song, pick some small taro over here. I want small ones, not big ones." Big taro cannot be steamed thoroughly and is difficult to mash into a paste.
"Here it is, how much do you want?"
"One pound is enough for two meals, and we don't have any guests at home."
There are not many relatives at home and no guests come during the New Year, so there is no need to prepare so many dishes for guests.
"Here I come."
After going to the toilet and splashing cold water on her face, Lin Wanwan finally became more sober.
There was someone waiting outside, so I quickly opened the door and went out to let others go to the toilet.
"Sister, why aren't you wearing the clothes I made for you?" The door had already been closed, but when she thought about it, the clothes she was wearing were clearly not made by her.
Song Suihuan opened the door again and looked at it intently.
"Didn't you do this?" Lin Wanwan was confused. This was done by her younger sister.
"Bah, what did I make... Uh... I did make it, but it's not the one I want you to wear."
This broken mouth can't even speak clearly.
"You want me to wear that... red one?"
"Well, we can wear it together when the time comes. It will bring happiness to our family!"
Each piece of clothing has a word embroidered on the chest. The soft and round font looks particularly cute.
"Okay, I'll change later, okay? You go to the bathroom first, don't hold it in and wet your pants."
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