Starting at twelve o'clock on the evening of the 30th, the new lunar year officially begins.
Therefore, it has become a custom to set off firecrackers around 11 o'clock on the evening of the 30th to welcome the New Year.
Of course, this custom may not be common throughout the country, but it is a common practice in southern Liaoning.
In fact, firecrackers were ringing everywhere since around nine o'clock.
These are set off by companies where the owners do not live in the company. These bosses, big and small, will set off the company's purple firecrackers in advance and then go home.
The firecrackers of Nanwan Group had already been set off at this time. Zhou Liming was in charge of all these matters. Wan Feng was very relieved and did not need to go to Nandawan.
He then set off firecrackers at home with peace of mind.
It is not an easy task to set off two-thirds of the firecrackers worth 30,000 yuan at once.
Wan Feng was responsible for transporting the firecrackers from the warehouse to the middle of the yard. His father and Luan Feng were responsible for setting them off, and Wan Chongyang was responsible for inciting trouble.
When he was still young, Wan Feng didn't let him set off fireworks, and asked him to set off firecrackers or something from more than ten meters away.
The Wan family started to play purple from 11:18, and the father and son, plus Luan Feng and Wan Chongyang, three and a half people, played until almost twelve o'clock.
Zhang Xuan got a camera to record the beautiful scenery in the air. As for Princess Wan, even though there were rumbling cannons outside and the mountains were shaking, she was still sleeping with the hazy moon, hazy birds singing, and the red crabapple blossoms rolling up the curtains.
After finishing his wedding and eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, Wan Feng went upstairs and hugged his daughter to sleep.
As for staying up all night to celebrate the New Year, whoever wants to can do so, but he cannot stay up until dawn.
The first day of the Lunar New Year is the first day of the lunar calendar. When people meet each other, they will say the most auspicious words and put the best smiles on their faces.
But when someone opened his eyes on the first morning of the new year, three hands appeared in front of him.
That’s right, three hands.
Come to ask for red envelopes.
Wan Yu has not yet realized the importance of money, but in three or four years there will be another hand in front of someone.
Someone wanted to sigh, but then thought that it was New Year's Day and it was not appropriate to sigh, so he changed the sigh into a dry laugh.
He reached out for his cotton-padded jacket and pulled out a handful of red envelopes from it.
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan have one son.
The red envelopes of Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan contained brand new bundles of 100-yuan bills. One red envelope could hold 10,000 yuan. If you put more in, the red envelope would break.
There was only a hundred-yuan note in his son’s red envelope.
In Jiang Wei's generation, this amount of New Year's money is considered small for children.
Many wealthy families give their children New Year’s money of five hundred or one thousand yuan.
Wan Feng never gave his son a lot of money nor did he let his parents give him too much money.
Wan Feng hasn't thought about giving anything yet. In the past, he just gave ten or eight yuan during the Chinese New Year. This year's amount is considered a lot.
It is not a good thing for a child to have too much money. He should be taught the spirit of hard work from an early age to avoid becoming a prodigal in the future.
Luan Feng naturally thinks it's not enough. This woman will never think it's too much no matter how much you give her. You can't take it anymore.
Zhang Xuan is still the best. She takes whatever she is given and never complains.
I went downstairs to give my parents New Year's money, naturally each person received a red envelope, also containing 10,000 yuan each.
There are no red envelopes worth 10,000 yuan left, all of them are 50 yuan.
This is prepared for the village children who come to wish me a happy new year.
Wan Shuichang happily took the red envelope, took out one and gave it to his grandson, and Zhu Min did the same.
In a blink of an eye, Wan Chongyang had three hundred yuan, and he ran away with a cheer.
Whether in the previous life or this life, Wan Feng discovered a phenomenon, that is, the weather on the first day of the Lunar New Year is mostly sunny and windy.
There is rarely windy and snowy weather.
Of course, he was referring to the weather in the north. He had never been to the south during the Chinese New Year, so he wasn't sure what the weather was like there.
This year's first day of the new year was no exception. Wan Feng walked out of the house at around seven o'clock in the morning.
The sunlight floated down from the clouds like countless warm wings, circling 360 degrees and then turned into feathers that adorned Wan Feng's body, making him feel warm all over.
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan hurriedly pulled Wan Feng towards the Cultural Palace.
"What?"
"Go to the art exhibition."
"Didn't you say tomorrow?"
"What's the difference between tomorrow and today? A day earlier or later doesn't make any difference."
There were Luan Feng's masterpieces at the exhibition, so it was understandable that she was anxious, but why did Zhang Xuan join in the fun?
"I'll go and take a look. Sister Feng said she has some really nice paintings."
"Idiot! You believe what she says."
"No swearing today."
So, someone was escorted to the Cultural Palace by two female soldiers like a prisoner of war.
There are still a lot of people in the Cultural Palace, and the most crowded place is the park in the middle of the Cultural Palace.
The Cultural Palace is a circular building with an open-air blank area in the middle, which has been turned into a park.
But now, I don’t know who came up with the bad idea to build a concrete ice rink in this place that was originally a park.
At this time, there were about a dozen children and young people skating on the ice, running at lightning speed on the ice rink in roller skates.
The roller skating rink is surrounded by iron railings that are about the height of an adult's chest. Many people put their arms on the railings and watch the people skating on the rink.
Wan Feng had only been to the Cultural Palace a few times since its completion, and he had no idea where the exhibition room was.
Luan Feng pulled Wan Feng up to the third floor, where they saw the paintings of the Jiangwei peasant painters in a large room with an area of about four or five hundred square meters.
Not to mention, there are quite a few people here, about twenty or thirty people scattered around.
When he got here, Wan Feng broke free from the arms that had been tied up by the two women all the way.
Finally I am free.
Wan Feng stood with his hands behind his back and tried his best to package himself as an artist, but after looking at a few paintings, he gave up this idea.
If he is a real artist, seeing this kind of painting in a gallery is simply discrediting the artist's reputation.
He didn't mean to look down on peasant paintings by describing them this way, but the peasant paintings he saw were too weird.
Even if you don't understand what 3D is, you can't draw a pig in the sky.
Peasant paintings usually have a 2D effect, which makes the distant scenery look like it is painted in the sky.
In the background of this painting is a pig, which looks like it is flying in the sky at first glance.
Not to mention that this pig is very cute, its expression seems to be saying: See, I can fly.
Wan Feng was amused by the painting.
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How come there's a nickname for this?
"Mr. Wan! Do you like this painting?"
A staff member of the Cultural Palace, a little girl with two dimples when she smiled, asked with a smile.
"This painting looks very festive. I'm going to buy it. How much is it?"
"one thousand!"
"One thousand? Who's so bold? Are they planning to rob?"
"Boss Wan! Aren't you lowering yourself by saying something like this when you're such a big boss?"
Oh my! Whose little girl is this? She's so brave! She actually dared to teach Boss Wan a lesson!
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