After Bai Chengbo and Qi Xinman arranged the marriage of Bai Qingqing and Qin Zixuan, they were not in a hurry to leave and moved directly into the hotel.
It was the 29th day of the lunar year, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon. Qi Xinman's parents' home was in Guangzhou, so it was a good time for her to go home and spend the New Year with her elderly parents.
During the New Year of 1986, the atmosphere of the New Year was very strong in Guangzhou. Children wearing new clothes and smiling faces could be seen walking and laughing on the streets everywhere.
Whether familiar or not, seeing these lively and lovely children and hearing their auspicious words, they are all willing to give them a small red envelope.
The red envelopes were not big, many of them were only one cent, but the children received the red envelopes, thanked happily and continued to go somewhere else.
The sound of firecrackers has never stopped since New Year's Eve.
Qin Zijin was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, listening to the sounds outside with a smile on her lips.
After a few decades, the festive atmosphere of the New Year has become increasingly weak. Many experts have even suggested abolishing this bad custom of celebrating the New Year. Even New Year's Eve dinner is not allowed, and setting off firecrackers and fireworks is even less common. Except in some rural areas, these things can hardly be seen in big cities.
As the younger generation grows up, they gradually forget the customs passed down by their ancestors.
Not to mention the Chinese New Year, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, many festivals are gradually being forgotten.
Instead, they prefer to celebrate Western festivals.
What about Christmas, Halloween, Valentine's Day...
In order to promote sales, businesses have also launched many festivals with gimmicks.
Qin Zijin really misses the current New Year atmosphere.
"Happy New Year, God of Wealth has arrived, congratulations on making a fortune!"
Qin Zijin was just thinking about it when a group of children rushed in, then lined up one by one and said a series of auspicious words to Qin Zijin.
Qin Zijin was delighted to hear this. There were quite a few red envelopes lying around, so she grabbed a handful and handed them over. "Thank you, I'm giving you red envelopes. I also wish you a happy new year, good health, and academic progress in the new year."
"Thank you, Auntie." The children happily accepted the red envelopes, thanked her sweetly, said a few words, and then led a group of friends to other homes.
These days, people have very good relationships with their neighbors. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative.
However, in the era when Qin Zijin lived, the relationship with neighbors could only be described as indifferent. Many times, you had no idea who the person living across from you was.
After watching the children leave, Qin Zijin glanced at Tang Ruixuan and Tang Simeng who were sitting beside him.
Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Tang Aiguo has also returned from the orchard and is now drinking tea and chatting with a few children.
Zheng Huilin also put on new clothes and sat beside him, chatting and laughing.
There are no annoying people or things, everything is so harmonious and beautiful.
"I didn't expect that the New Year is here in the blink of an eye. Time flies so fast. Everything is fine at the orchard now. By the way, I brought some strawberries. You said you wanted to pick strawberries, but you didn't show up. But it doesn't matter. There are still some during the New Year period. When you have free time one day, call Zijin to take you there to pick strawberries." Tang Aiguo smiled, and his complexion looked much better. He looked as if he was a dozen years younger.
Now his son and daughter-in-law live a happy life, his grandchildren are growing up day by day, and his family lives a good life. He has no worries. He guards the orchard every day and does what he likes. His wife's grave has also been moved here, and he can go there to see it and chat with her whenever he has nothing to do.
There is nothing more satisfying in life than this.
With good food and comfortable living, people will become younger and younger.
Now people still believe him when he says he is only in his early forties.
"My dear relatives, these strawberries are so beautiful. I have never eaten this kind of fruit before." Zheng Huilin picked up a strawberry, looked around, and immediately felt curious.
Strawberries are not a native crop in China. They were originally produced in South America, and later introduced into China, where they gradually became widely cultivated.
The seeds were exchanged by Qin Zijin from the system. The strawberries grown from them were large, beautiful in color, and particularly sweet.
Tang Simeng had already started eating. After taking a bite, the juice overflowed. She squinted her eyes with joy and stuffed another one into Zheng Huilin's mouth. She smiled and said, "Grandma, try it now. It's delicious. The strawberries grown by Grandpa are the best in the world."
"Okay, okay, I'll eat it, I'll eat it." Zheng Huilin was so touched by the sweetness of the word "Grandma" that she obediently picked up one and put it in her mouth. It was indeed very sweet and fragrant. It was her first time eating it, and she was immediately amazed by the taste.
"Grandpa, will there be other children coming to our orchard to pick strawberries?" Tang Simeng asked curiously while eating.
"No, the strawberries in the field have been picked before they are ripe. Our strawberries are delicious and look good. Your mother said they are the best quality and can be sold for a lot of money, one strawberry costs one or two yuan. Now they are all exported to other countries. You must remember to pick them in a few days, otherwise they will be gone after the sixth day of the New Year. Customers have to come and supervise the picking in person." Tang Aiguo shook his head, not afraid that Tang Simeng would not understand, and explained to her seriously.
"Then what mom said must be right. These strawberries are so valuable, why don't we pick them? There are so many now that it's enough for us to eat. Grandpa can sell them for more money and buy himself some delicious food." Tang Simeng picked up a strawberry and stuffed it into Tang Aiguo's mouth with a smile, then spoke.
Tang Aiguo looked at Tang Simeng lovingly and reached out to rub her head. Not only did the strawberries in his mouth feel sweet, but his heart felt sweet too.
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