No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, Meng Fei got up at dawn and began to pack and prepare.
After finding the Spring Festival couplets from the cabinet and sorting them out one by one, Meng Fei ran to the kitchen to start making paste.
In the early years, people in Northeast China did not use tape to paste Spring Festival couplets, but used paste instead.
Firstly, the tape does not look very beautiful. Secondly, it is difficult to stick to red bricks with tape. The most important thing is that the tape is extremely easy to weather after being exposed to wind and sun. Often, all the couplets are blown away by the wind at the beginning of spring.
So most people in Northeast China like to use paste.
One is that it is cheap, and the other is that it is sturdy and durable, and the unused water can be used to feed the dog.
Meng Fei scooped out a bowl of flour, poured in cold water and stirred it into a thin state.
Then add water to the pot. It does not need to be boiled completely, just enough water to form small bubbles on the edge of the pot.
Then pour the noodle juice you just mixed into the pot, stirring as you pour.
With the constant stirring, the milky white noodle soup in the pot began to slowly turn transparent, and finally turned into a large pot of sticky substance similar to glue.
Meng Fei reached out and took off a piece, placed it on his fingertips and gently kneaded it. He felt a slight stagnation between his two fingers and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yeah, not bad. I didn't expect it to be so successful the first time."
After pouring the paste from the pot into a basin, Meng Fei put on his clothes, took the Spring Festival couplets with him and called Wang Dabiao to walk towards the village entrance.
There is a monument in front of the stone bridge at the entrance of the village. It is unknown when it was left behind. According to his grandfather, the monument has been there since his grandfather could remember.
Mengjiagou has a tradition that on the morning of New Year's Eve every year, every household, regardless of gender, age or status, will go to the stone tablet at the entrance of the village to post Spring Festival couplets.
The older generation said that as long as they posted Spring Festival couplets on this stone tablet, the coming year would be smooth and everything would go well.
When they were more than 50 meters away from the village entrance, Meng Fei saw from afar that the second uncle was supporting Grandma Shuyi to paste Spring Festival couplets on the stone tablet.
Judging from the status of the two, they should have confirmed their relationship.
Seeing this, Meng Fei grinned and walked over.
"Hey!! Happy New Year, Second Master and Second Madam!!"
The grandmother, who was very close to grandma, was startled when she heard Meng Fei's words. She turned around and glared at Meng Fei in annoyance.
"You little bastard! You scared me, an old man. Today is New Year's Day, you are not allowed to curse, or I will definitely give you a good scolding..."
Halfway through his words, the second master's face suddenly turned red: "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about... We..."
Before the Second Master could finish his hesitant words, Grandma Shuyi walked up to Meng Fei with a beaming face and took out two red envelopes from her pocket.
"Our dog is still sweet-talking. Here, this is the big red envelope that grandma prepared for you. Keep it well."
Meng Fei's mouth was almost grinning to the back of his ears: "Hehe, thank you mistress~~~"
The mistress nodded, her face full of joy, then she looked at Wang Dabiao and raised her eyebrows.
Wang Dabiao immediately understood and showed a rare smile: "Happy New Year, mistress, happy New Year, master~~~"
"Hey!!! Good boy! Good boy!! Here, here, here is your red envelope."
Wang Dabiao took the red envelope in his hand, and his eyes turned slightly red, as if he was thinking of something.
The mistress patted Wang Dabiao on the shoulder and consoled him, "Alright, kid, your uncle has told me about your situation. You are also a miserable person. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell grandma. It's New Year's Day, let's be happy."
Wang Dabiao nodded heavily, and together with Meng Fei pasted the Spring Festival couplets on the stone tablet, and then walked home with Erye.
On the way back, I happened to meet my second uncle's family and Qiubo and his mother.
When the second uncle saw the second master, he quickly greeted him: "Uncle! Aunt! Happy New Year! I wish you two good health and a long life!"
Seeing this, the others also came forward to wish the Second Master a Happy New Year.
Erye's face was filled with a happy smile. Mengjiagou had not been so lively for many years.
In the past, besides myself and Grandpa Meng Fei, the only people left in the village were my second uncle and his wife and Erluzi.
Now I can vaguely trace the lively scenes in the village from twenty or thirty years ago.
Upon seeing this, the Second Master quickly took out red envelopes from his pocket and distributed them to everyone, even his Second Uncle and Second Aunt.
"By the way, Gouzi, since you didn't come back a few days ago, I prepared all the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner. You don't have to work hard for a year. Today, you guys can just set off firecrackers and play poker while we work."
"Haha, that's great. Thank you for your hard work, Second Aunt." Meng Fei said with a smile.
"Hey! You're still being polite to me. When your penis was bitten by a cricket when you were a kid, I was the one who pulled it out for you. That penis...hahahahahahahaha!!!"
"Oh, Second Aunt! I'm already in my twenties, why are you still talking about this?" Meng Fei said with a blushing face.
Hearing this, Qiubo's eyes lit up and he quickly agreed with a sly smile.
"Yes, yes, yes!! I can testify to this! But Gouzi and I went into the river together! And I was the one who helped him back, hehehehe."
Meng Fei kicked Qiu Bo with a dark face: "Get lost! If you keep talking, I will tell you about eating shrimp again!!"
Qiubo: Σ( ° △ °|||)︴Brother, I was wrong!!
Everyone burst into laughter.
After saying goodbye, Second Uncle and his group went to the village entrance to post Spring Festival couplets, while Meng Fei took Wang Dabiao back to post Spring Festival couplets for his own home.
After pasting, Meng Fei took a string of explosive firecrackers and spread them in front of the door, then lit the fuse.
As the fuse burned with a hiss, the firecracker was like a small beast that roared softly before being enraged, accumulating strength. In an instant, a deafening roar exploded, like a thunder in Meng Fei's ears.
The moment the firecrackers exploded, festive red confetti flew all over the sky like flowers scattered from heaven, floating freely in the air, like fine sunlight, flashing auspicious light.
At the same time, the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air. It was the unique scent after the explosion of firecrackers, with a warm smell of fireworks. The thick smoke billowed up like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws, circling and rushing into the sky.
Along with the thick smoke, the surrounding air was vibrating and buzzing, as if the whole world was immersed in this lively atmosphere.
The small animals in the backyard were playing around in the yard, but when they heard the loud noise, they were all scared and went back into the house, looking out through the glass one by one.
Big Bear: "Oh no! It's a human's gun! Be careful! Stay indoors and don't go out!!"
Cuihua: "Yeah! The taste is right too! It's definitely a human gun!!"
Little Fox: "So many gunshots, how many people must have come! It's over! Meng Fei has offended a powerful guy this time! No! I have to go out and save him!!"
A look of determination flashed in the little fox's eyes. Ignoring Cuihua's obstruction, it ran out of Cuihua's room and rushed towards the front yard.
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