In the blink of an eye, it is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is just a few days away.
That day, after finishing the lunch market, Deng Qingling cleaned up the leftover food.
"An, take these foods back." Deng Qingling handed the packaged stewed meat, buns and tea eggs to Li An.
Looking at the packages in front of him, Li An hesitated and said, "This..." There were so many things, he felt embarrassed to take them.
"You don't mind that these are leftovers, do you?" Deng Qingling said.
Hearing this, Li An quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I don't mind." These are all clean, how could he mind them?
Deng Qingling: "Then take it. Remember that the store is closed tomorrow." If he forgot, it would be very... stupid to get up so early and come here in such a cold weather.
"Thank you, Auntie. I remember it." Li An took the food in the cowhide bag.
I can finally sleep in tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Li An was in a very good mood.
Unfortunately, he thought too well.
He didn't even think about the fact that he hadn't accompanied Li Jinjin out to play during the entire vacation.
He finally had some free time, so of course Li Jinjin wanted to take him out to play.
Afterwards, Deng Qingling closed the doors and windows and walked back to the village with her things.
It was sunny at this time in the afternoon, and Deng Qingling was sweating a little while walking back.
She quickly took off her coat, looked at the yellow mud and gravel road, and sighed.
well!
I don’t know when this road will be paved with cement concrete. I really miss the flat roads of the past.
As Deng Qingling walked, she arrived at the village.
Wisps of green smoke were floating around the village. Everyone was busy boiling water and killing chickens.
Before Deng Qingling even entered the courtyard, she heard the children's laughter coming from the house, among which her daughter's silver bell-like laughter was particularly obvious.
As I stepped into the courtyard, I saw a few children sitting around the fire and chatting in the main room.
When the children saw Deng Qingling, they all stood up, and Guo Haoxi and his two siblings ran out and surrounded her.
"mom."
"Mom, you're back!" Guo Haoxi and his two siblings said excitedly.
"Yes." Deng Qingling said with a smile.
Not seeing Guo Haochen, he asked, "Where's your brother?"
"Brother and grandpa are killing chickens in the kitchen." Guo Ning said with a smile.
The mother and her sons walked towards the main room while talking.
"Aunt." Guo Qingsong and his two siblings said.
"Aunt."
Those who call Deng Qingling Aunt are Ma Liying's children. Her eldest son Guo Jianhao is in the fourth grade, her second son Guo Kangjie is only in the second grade, and her youngest daughter Guo Xuemei is just over four years old this year.
"Be good." Deng Qingling said with a smile, "Come and eat some melon seeds."
As she spoke, Deng Qingling took out a bag of melon seeds from her cloth bag, tore open the bag and handed it to them.
Guo Qingsong and the other kids were a little reserved and felt embarrassed to take it.
"Brother, I want to eat." Guo Shanshan looked up at the brown paper bag in Deng Qingling's hand and reached out to tug at the corner of Guo Qingsong's clothes.
Seeing this, Guo Haoxi reached out and took the bag of melon seeds. He first grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into Guo Shanshan's pocket, and then distributed the melon seeds to others.
"Thank you, Uncle Haoxi, and thank you, Auntie." Guo Shanshan said with a sweet smile.
Listening to the soft voice and looking at the cute and round little face, Deng Qingling felt like her heart was about to melt.
Her daughter was also so soft and sweet when she was a child, especially before she was five years old. Her voice was so babyish, cute and clingy that people wanted to hold her in their arms and kiss her hard.
Deng Qingling casually put the things on the table, sat down, picked up Guo Shanshan and put her on her lap to let her sit.
Deng Qingling smiled and said to Guo Shanshan in a gentle tone, "Shanshan, do you want me to peel the melon seeds for you?"
While speaking, he reached out and touched Guo Shanshan's soft hair.
"No need, I can peel it myself." Guo Shanshan smiled sweetly. She liked her aunt hugging her. Her aunt's body was fragrant and warm. Her aunt also liked to stroke her head like her mother.
Guo Shanshan reached into her pocket and took out some melon seeds. She turned her head and said to Deng Qingling, "Auntie, do you want some?"
Her voice was like a clear spring, and every word was full of tenderness and innocence. Deng Qingling's smile was reflected in her clear eyes, as if Deng Qingling was her whole world.
The pair of metal silver butterfly hairpins in her hair, the butterfly wings trembled as she moved, just like the butterflies were flying.
It's very magical and very beautiful.
This butterfly hairpin is so lifelike and realistic in its craftsmanship that it will be a classic even twenty years from now.
"Auntie doesn't want to eat it, you eat it yourself." Deng Qingling said with a smile.
"Yeah." Guo Shanshan nodded obediently and started to crack melon seeds happily.
Deng Qingling watched the children eating melon seeds and chatting and laughing, and she also laughed. Children are the best, they are carefree and just want to have whatever they have.
After Guo Shanshan finished eating the melon seeds in her pocket, she started to make a fuss about going out to the fields.
Deng Qingling put Guo Shanshan down and went to the kitchen.
She saw Guo Haochen making a fire and Guo Youxing cooking a chicken, shaping the chicken for worship.
The chicken's wings are close to its body, its legs and feet are stretched out and placed backwards, and its head is looking up.
There are also chicken blood, chicken heart, chicken liver and chicken intestines in the pot.
Deng Qingling: "Dad."
"Oh, you're back." Guo Youxing responded when he heard the voice.
"Mom." Guo Haochen said.
"Mom, I brought back some melon seeds. If you want some, go out and get them." Deng Qingling said to Guo Haochen with a smile.
"Mom, please help watch the fire." Guo Haochen stood up and walked out.
"good."
Afterwards, Deng Qingling sat in the seat where Guo Haochen had just sat.
After the chicken was cooked, Guo Youxing scooped up all the ingredients, drained them, and started arranging them on a plate.
Put the round chicken blood block on the chicken's back to rest its neck on, put the chicken intestine in the chicken's mouth and let the chicken hold it, and put the other chicken offal on the side.
Then put the chicken in the worship basket.
Guo Youxing packed up some incense, candles and firecrackers and took Guo Haochen to worship the Kitchen God.
Seeing Guo Youxing going to worship the gods, Guo Haoxi and the others followed him to worship the gods while cracking melon seeds.
Guo Qingsong and the others went home and went to worship the gods and set off firecrackers.
They should also go back quickly to help.
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Why do people say online that the southerners celebrate the Little New Year on the 24th day of the 12th lunar month, while the northerners celebrate it on the 23rd day of the 12th lunar month? That's so strange.
The author is located in Qingyuan City, Guangdong Province, and has always celebrated the Little New Year on the 23rd day of the 12th lunar month since childhood.
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