Chapter 380
New Year's money "Gudong Gudong Gudong..."
Chen Qingyi returned home and gulped down half a teacup of hot water without saying a word.
She just sat on the bench motionless, with a wrinkled face and a slight frown on her brows. Chu Xun was the first to notice that something was wrong with her.
He peeled a chocolate and handed it to her, then asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Did he get bullied while on the phone? A fierce look flashed across Chu Xun's eyes.
Chen Qingyi shook her head blankly, "Chu Xun, I found that I am unlucky for Yang Shuting and her son!"
Chu Xun was puzzled, "Huh?"
"Look, they were fine before I called. I was only halfway through the call and hadn't even said a few words yet!"
"Zhao Jiahe's hand was cut!"
“Oh my god, this…” Chu Xun thought she was blaming herself and was wondering why she was so kind today.
Just as I was about to give her some advice, I heard Chen Qingyi continue, "It's quite unlucky!
To use the Northeastern dialect, it's quite disgusting!
On New Year’s Eve or the first day of the new year, if the lights in the house are on and suddenly go out, it means that there will be trouble in the coming year.
Or if a good bowl suddenly breaks, that’s not good either!
Young people may not care about this, but older people are superstitious about it.
This is not a good sign, especially seeing blood on New Year's Eve. I don't know if something bad will happen next year.
Let me tell you, Chu Xun, there was a relative in our family who served dumplings on the curtain during the Chinese New Year.
Everything was fine, but then half of it fell off, and half a year later she was gone.
And…” Chen Qingyi sighed and told Chu Xun about their little superstition.
Chu Xun blinked. The way the little girl was sharing superstitious stories so seriously... well, it was kind of cute.
"What? You don't believe me?" Chen Qingyi's eyes widened.
Chu Xun chuckled: "Absolutely not, believe me, I completely believe it! I think you are absolutely right.
That’s absolutely right. Let’s not talk about others, just talk about Zhao Jiarou…”
He spoke the last three words in a very low voice, and if Chen Qingyi didn't have good hearing, she might not have been able to hear it.
She blinked and said, "That's what happened. The target was a spy."
And that and that.
Isn't there a bloody disaster? Chen Qingyi smacked her lips. It seems that the old saying makes sense.
Although there were no mobile phones, televisions, or computers at that time, the New Year celebrations were still very lively.
There were a lot of people, so we made a lot of dumplings, but it was also quick. We finished eating at around six o'clock. We chatted for a while and listened to a special New Year program on the radio.
At eight o'clock in the evening, at half past seven, many children came to my house and knocked on the door.
Ask when to set off firecrackers.
When they heard that it was eight o'clock sharp, a group of children ran away again, each holding a small lantern in their hands.
They are all made by parents themselves, and are usually made of bright red paper.
Some families may not have that much red paper.
All the newspapers were used.
The children of Aunt Chunmiao were the proudest this year. The two younger ones used the red wine box given by Zhao Xiangmei.
Hollow pattern cut in the middle.
Some people simply use a small glass bottle and stick cut-out window decorations on the outside.
There is a candle inside the lantern, and one end is supported by a small wooden stick.
Carrying it happily, walking through the streets.
They were all full of energy, rushing from the front street to the back street, some of them were lively and even roared a few times.
At eight o'clock, Chen Qingfeng and Chu Heng moved the firecrackers to the threshing ground, where quite a few people had already gathered.
Even a few educated youth came.
There was a burst of crackling sounds, and the children were so happy that they were waiting for the fireworks sticks to be taken out and the peacock to spread its tail.
The adults were also very happy.
They had never seen such firecrackers before, and they all talked at once.
Chen Qingfeng and Chu Heng instantly became the brightest pigs in the pigpen.
After the firecrackers were finished, some old people began to shake their heads and sigh, "Dozens of them are gone in just a short while?"
"It's very good, worth the money, it looks so beautiful!" Old man Chen was very happy.
My granddaughter received over a thousand yuan in dividends from the brigade this year, so what's wrong with buying some firecrackers? I'll buy some next year too.
Before leaving, Old Man Chen asked for two firework sticks!
I and Old Lady Chen each had one.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, another meal of dumplings came. After eating, Chen Qingyi fell on the kang and began to snore.
She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.
Early in the morning on the first day of the New Year, Chen Qingyi was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.
I opened my eyes drowsily, and my hand subconsciously reached under the pillow. Hehe...
New Year’s money!
My eyes lit up. Oh, there were actually three. I opened one first and found two dollars inside!
Open another one, it’s also two yuan!
The last one was thick and there was actually a hundred yuan inside!
The first two should belong to Mom and Grandpa Zhai, and the last one must be Chu Xun's.
I feel so happy!
He quickly put on his clothes, stuffed the red envelopes into his pockets, and went out to wish his elders a happy new year.
Children from other families will also come to visit today to wish us a happy new year.
Chen Qingyi's little mouth was as clean as honey, and she uttered a bunch of auspicious words one after another.
Chen Qingyi received a few more red envelopes and a bag of delicious food. She felt a little proud because her pockets were the fullest!
"Third brother, Chu Heng, how many red envelopes did you two receive? Let's see who has more money."
She had already counted them quietly just now.
"Hey, what's wrong? You look like an eggplant hit by frost, you have no energy at all!"
"What happened to you two?"
Chen Qingfeng lowered his head, "Xiaoyi, Third Brother forgot to prepare a red envelope for you!"
"...?? Just forget it, I'm not prepared!"
"How can it be the same! I'm your brother, I should prepare it for you."
The most important thing was that Chu Xun prepared it, and Zhao Xiangmei helped bring it into the house. When he stuffed it under the pillow, he saw it, a thick stack.
"It's okay!" Chen Qingyi said she didn't mind and patted his shoulder to comfort him.
"All your money is with me!"
"You want to give it, but you don't have any. How can you have twenty dollars? Anyway, it's not as much as Chu Xun has."
It hurts!
Chen Qingfeng looked even more pitiful.
Chen Qingyi ignored his fragile heart and turned to look at Chu Heng, "What about you? Why are you so listless too?"
Zhao Xiangmei and Old Zhai just sat there laughing.
Chu Heng glanced at Chu Xun with a sad look, then drooped his head in the same way: "He only gave me ten cents!!"
"What?" Chen Qingyi thought she had misheard.
He asked again: "How much money do you get?"
"One cent!" Seeing the generous gift Chu Xun gave to Chen Qingyi, Chu Heng was a little excited.
Full of joy...
I tried so hard, but there was only one dime!
Chu Xun glanced at him calmly: "You are already this old, even a dime is good enough."
"That's what lucky money means."
"Even if I give you more, you won't be able to save it. Okay, be content. Look at the other educated youth, they don't even have a single red envelope!"
"You received a lot today, didn't you?"
The Zhao family knew that Chu Heng and Chen Qingfeng were good friends, so they went to pay New Year's greetings together and gave them the same amount of money.
Fifty cents!
That’s a lot of money!
When I went to Old Chen’s house, Old Mrs. Chen and Chen Changhe also gave it, which was 50 cents each!
Including Zhao Xiangmei and Old Zhai’s, the total is five dollars and fifty cents!
It is definitely a huge sum of money, but when I think of the thick red envelope, I sigh that my brother is not as good as my wife.
Chen Qingyi bared her teeth and said proudly, "You give me one cent, and I give you one hundred!"
Zhao Xiangmei, Chen Qingfeng, Chu Heng: ...
: Our relatives don’t give New Year’s money anymore. It’s too troublesome. You give it to one, and he gives it to another, and so on.
There are two children in our family, so my mother gave double the money back to the relatives of one of the children.
Later they felt it was too troublesome and decided not to give it.
Much easier.
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