On the night of the 29th, snowflakes were falling.
It always snows before the New Year, but this year it is exceptionally late.
Lin Wanwan looked at the white snow outside the window and wanted to go out to build a snowman. The snow this year was quite large, 20 cm thick on the ground, so it should be no problem to build a small snowman.
I glanced at the time and it was only 3 o'clock in the morning. Forget it, I'll sleep a little longer and not wake everyone up.
Seven o'clock
Lin Wanwan put on her clothes, took a small shovel and went out, shoveled the snow together, and started to make a snowman, but she accidentally got the snow dirty.
There is still too little snow.
In the end, a dirty little dwarf was piled up.
No, she had to go to Harbin! A big snowman or something was imperative.
I don't know who is willing to go with me.
Forget it, let’s celebrate the New Year first.
Wang Guifen was the first one to get up in the family. She got up at around 4 o'clock and has been busy in the kitchen. They have many traditions for celebrating the New Year, and most of the dishes were prepared yesterday.
Today there were some small chores to do, and Lin Wanwan hurried to help, but she was in a mess and it was quite a nuisance to stay in the kitchen, so she came out helplessly.
He and An An stared at each other. According to the local customs, they had to go to worship their ancestors this morning.
In previous years, we were not able to worship our ancestors openly, but this year we can, but it seems that there is no place for everyone to worship.
He lit three incense sticks in the yard and kowtowed to the sky, as if to pay homage to his ancestors.
If An An wants to go see her mother, she will have to wait for a while. There is no other way because the burial place is a bit far away.
"An An, come here and help me put up the couplets." Song Weiguo held the couplets in his hand and quickly called An An over. The little guy had tears in his eyes, he must be missing his mother.
The little guy is quite pitiful. He was so young, and first he lost his father, then he lost his mother.
There are no relatives at home.
"I'm here!" An An wiped her tears and ran over with a smile.
Lin Wanwan didn't say much. She was really not good at comforting children. She was good at killing and cheating people, but she was really not good at comforting people.
I turned on the TV and listened to some fun.
There was no Spring Festival Gala at that time. It didn't come until after 1980, I think...
"Wanwan, there's someone knocking on the door. Go and see who it is." Wang Guifen vaguely heard someone knocking on the door in the kitchen. They had been knocking for a long time, but no one opened the door, so she said this.
Lin Wanwan went to push open the gate to the yard. There was no one at the door. She looked left and right and saw someone knocking on the door next door. They had been knocking for a long time, but there was no response.
"Godmother, it's the people next door knocking on the door. Aren't Uncle Dahong and the others home? Why don't you open the door?"
Seeing the other person looking at him, he slammed the door shut.
Song Weiguo frowned, walked to the door and glanced at the face outside, his face suddenly sank, "Yu Jian?! You son of a bitch, you still have the nerve to knock on the door, get out of here right now, do you believe I will beat you to death with a shovel?!"
Song Weiguo, who always appeared to be gentle and elegant, started cursing loudly, with an angry look on his face!
"Weiguo, why do you talk like that? We are colleagues after all." Yu Jianhua had a fake smile on his face, and people who saw it wanted to punch him.
"Don't say that. I've worked in the same factory with you, and I've been incredibly unlucky. This life of mine is so unlucky... Bah, I almost said the wrong thing when I met an unlucky guy like you."
Seeing that the other party was still not leaving, Song Weiguo picked up the large bamboo broom placed by the door and hit him on the head.
The other person was beaten so hard that he screamed and ran away in frustration.
Song Weiguo hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door next door. "Dahong! Don't worry about him. It's such a nice day today. Don't let him affect your mood."
"Weiguo, don't worry, I'm out." Zhou Dahong opened the gate with a smile on his face, but it still affected his mood a little.
"It's been so many years, it's time for me to move on."
"Okay, I won't bother you during the New Year. Just go back and celebrate the New Year."
"Okay, why bother about that son of a bitch? Let's live a good life, which is better than anything else." Song Weiguo was so angry that his teeth were itching when he thought of Yu Jianhua.
"I know. Look, I'm really upset because of what he said." Zhou Dahong shook his head helplessly. He really didn't care that much.
Thinking back, it was because of my blindness that I became brothers with Yu Jianhua. Who knew that my brother would put me in such a difficult position?
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these unlucky things during the New Year." Song Weiguo went back with a smile.
Lin Wanwan could probably guess the story behind it, but she didn't want to delve into it.
After all, he is a kind-hearted person who met an ungrateful person!
At 11:30, some people lit firecrackers to announce to others that their New Year’s Eve dinner had begun.
It's just like a competition, with firecrackers going off everywhere.
At 12 o'clock, Song Weiguo burned some yellow paper at the door, lit some incense and also lit firecrackers. The firecrackers crackled. This year his family was rich, so he bought the largest size of firecrackers, which lasted for a full minute.
There were eight hot dishes and four cold dishes on the table.
Wang Guifen wanted to do more, but when she thought about the next few days, where she would have to clean up leftovers every day, she gave up.
It’s good that I don’t have many relatives and visitors at home, otherwise I would have to eat leftovers every day for half a month after the New Year.
There are many types of dishes, but the portion of each one is not large, and can be eaten for two meals at most, so there is no need to eat leftovers every day.
"Happy New Year! Everyone has been very busy this year, and there are not many days to get together. It's a big New Year, so let's eat and drink well."
Song Weiguo raised his glass and said a few simple words. Everyone clinked glasses with him and started eating.
There was some TV program from some unknown country playing on the TV. I couldn't understand it, but it was good as background music, making it more lively.
Halfway through the meal, Wang Guifen took out three red envelopes and gave one to each person. "Happy New Year!"
"Thank you, Mom~"
"Thank you, auntie~"
Lin Wanwan also gave the two elders a red envelope with two hundred yuan in it. Even if she wanted to put more in, she couldn't, as it was still in ten-yuan notes.
It can’t be stuffed in. It can’t be stuffed in at all.
Just these two hundred yuan almost made the red envelope explode.
The two elders accepted it without any hesitation.
No one is short of these two hundred dollars, so just take it.
It's so ugly to push and shove.
After dinner, Song Weiguo took out a deck of cards and asked everyone if they wanted to play.
Song Suihuan didn't know how to play, so the remaining three people just happened to get together to play. I could only squat beside and watch with An An.
Children can't play with it.
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