Year after year, month after month, this year seems to be no different from previous years, but the three small beans spread out on the kang indicate that it is different from previous years.
Writing couplets is still Qiu Yuling's old business, but this year a neighbor came to ask Qiu Dashu to write one for him. The brother and sister each wrote a couplet, but as soon as the couple finished writing, Qiu Dashu quietly put his couplet away.
When it comes to writing big characters, it's not necessarily about studying a lot and being good at it. Although his sister is small, she has strong wrist strength. Not only are the characters she writes vigorous and powerful, but the couplets are also very neat and appropriate.
On their door is written: Spring is back and we are looking forward to it; a new year begins and we are happy to have a new baby, and our home is filled with blessings.
Above the main hall is the inscription: Farming is fun and there is something to do every day. After finishing the farm work, you can do literacy work and it will be very pleasant. There is no delay in doing either.
He also wrote a couplet for the brigade: Follow the path of self-reliance of Dazhai, learn the spirit of hard struggle of Daqing, and be self-reliant and self-reliant.
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Without waiting for people to come and pick up the couplets, Qiu Dashu ran many times himself and delivered them to the households that wanted them one by one.
After posting the couplets, we had a quick lunch. For them, the afternoon meal is the real deal.
Although the dishes this year were not luxurious, they were all prepared with great care. There were cabbage, frozen fish, chicken, and rice mixed with fake food.
They had agreed to leave some food, but once everyone started eating, no one could slow down their chopsticks, so they reluctantly left the fish head, symbolizing abundance every year. Li Qingmei cleaned all the pots and pans before anyone came to visit.
How simple it is to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year at this time. The whole family sits on a warm kang and listens to Mother Qiu and Father Qiu telling stories about the past. As they talk, they turn into ghost stories that scared them as children.
Li Qingmei said that when Qiu Jianshe's uncle was still young, he came back from outside one day and just as he was passing Erdaoliang, an old lady in a yellow jacket suddenly appeared from nowhere.
They insisted on stopping their uncle from leaving, telling him that it was over, but the uncle didn't understand what he meant by "over" so he ignored them. As a result, the place became more and more desolate, and it didn't look like their village at all. Everyone inside looked gloomy.
Uncle Qiu was young and brave at that time. He didn't think much about it and even asked others for a drink of water... Later, the brigade secretary at that time brought many young people to carry the man out of the mass grave.
From then on, whenever Uncle Qiu walked across Erdaoliang, he felt that someone was looking at him, and gradually he stopped leaving the village.
At first, Qiu Yuling huddled beside Qiu Dashu, but he was so startled that she almost screamed several times.
She simply wrapped herself in a blanket and moved to Qiu's father's side. At this time, there was no one more reliable than her father.
Qiu Jianshe was also happy to keep his daughter by his side. Since they moved out, his daughter was not as clingy as she was when she was a child.
But soon it was his turn to speak. He thought for a while and told a story about when he was a child watering the river.
He spoke with confidence, claiming it was from his own experience, but how could the successors of socialism believe that?
While Qiu Yuling was trying to refute the story her father made up, she had to follow the atmosphere. As she listened, she even felt that the huge black shadow behind Qiu's father under the kerosene lamp was baring its fangs and claws.
With that broken courage in his heart, he went to Qiu's mother and said, "Mom, I have to sleep with you today."
Qiu Dashu followed closely behind. Who says a real man can't be afraid of ghosts? He also wanted to sleep in the main room to celebrate the New Year.
But these days, each person only has the quilt they are used to, and they have to bring their own quilts.
Qiu Yuling refused no matter what, so Li Qingmei asked Qiu Dashu to move the bedding.
As Qiu Dashu was about to go out, he happened to hear his little nephew suddenly howling in his eldest brother's room. He was so scared that he howled right after him.
This was like a switch. Qiu Yuling could no longer suppress the fear she had just locked up, and she also started screaming.
For a moment, the yard was filled with shouts of people, braying of donkeys, and barking of dogs...it was a mess.
Qiu Dashan hurried out of his room, put on a coat, and ran out in slippers, stepping deep and shallow. "What's going on? What happened?"
"It's nothing, Big Rat." Li Qingmei calmly coaxed him to go back and be with his wife and children.
The old couple looked at each other, touched their noses, and both felt that he was crazy. It was a good day, why not talk about this?
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, no taboos!"
Not only did Qiu Yuling have to sleep in the main room, she also had to sleep between her parents, with the quilt pulled over her head, shaking like she had Parkinson's disease. Especially with Qiu's father's snoring, it made the situation even more terrifying.
In the end, only the timid ones will keep this wish seriously.
The next day, at dawn, everyone washed up, said auspicious words, and wished a happy new year.
Only Qiu Yuling tried hard to open her sleepy eyes, reluctantly followed the scene, and buried herself in the quilt. Amid the lively buzzing sound, she fell into a deep sleep.
"Happy New Year, Uncle and Aunt. How come Yuling hasn't paid her dues yet?" After Qiu Dashan and Qiu Dashu went to their uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings, Qiu Daqing, Qiu Dasheng and others followed them out and went to his house to perform the ceremony together.
"She was the most serious about staying up all night yesterday, but she couldn't hold on any longer until dawn."
Several cousins burst into laughter. My cousin was too honest. She just did it for the sake of politeness. There was no way she would really stay up all night.
There were also those kids like Goudan and Niudan who used to play mahjong with me when we were little, and they all admired and laughed at Sister Ling's honesty.
Qiu Yuling slept so soundly that she was almost unable to wake up while eating dumplings at noon.
But as soon as the day broke, all the fear from yesterday seemed to disappear, and she felt that she could do it again.
Mother Qiu refused to tell any more stories with a "mythical" color. Her daughter was so timid that if she heard a few more stories, she might not even dare to go to the toilet. How could she have so much time to accompany her to poop and pee?
Qiu Yuling was not a brave person before, but she really believed that there were no ghosts in the world.
But after experiencing her own thing, she realized that many things were mysterious and hard to explain, so for every point others said, she could use her own divergent thinking to come up with three points.
But now she also knew the thinness of the hemp rope on her body, and she planned to be well-equipped in this aspect in the future and not give those naughty classmates the opportunity to scare her.
By the way, I slept so soundly that I missed the three little beans’ first New Year’s greetings to their aunt.
Qiu Yuling strongly requested that the three little ones make up for it.
Qiu Dashan had no choice but to hug each of them and wish them a happy new year. Qiu Yuling took out the red envelopes she had prepared in advance and stuffed one into each of their pockets.
"Take the flowers, these are earned by your aunt herself." She was not afraid of embarrassing her third brother. What was there to compare with? It wasn't a day or two since she had money in her pocket.
They've gotten used to it.
But she didn't care whether Qiu Dashu gave it to the three younger ones or not. She took advantage of her small size and insisted on asking him for her share.
"It's not too much, it's too little. Don't say you didn't prepare anything for me!" With her hands on her hips, she didn't believe that he didn't ask his mother for preparation in advance!
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