In the late 1980s, China had not yet banned firecrackers.
So every Spring Festival, no matter whether it is a town or a city, as long as there are people living, there will be the sound of firecrackers.
Although it hurts your ears and smells smoky and hot, this is the real feeling of the New Year.
Use firecrackers to drive away the bad luck and misfortune of the year, so that the coming year will be prosperous and free from illness and disaster.
Jiang Mingxin was so happy for a rare occasion, so he joined in the fun and set off a string of firecrackers.
It was supported by a clothesline, forked out, and hung on the clothesline outside the balcony. Jiang Bin lit the fire, covered one ear, felt the vibration on his hand, and listened to the exciting sound.
It's as if the whole world is alive.
The heavy and depressed mood she brought from her previous life had been completely blown away at this moment and dissipated into the night.
"Oh my God, this is too... cough, cough cough cough!"
Liu Sha ran over to fan her, but couldn't avoid inhaling some smoke and dust.
"Although setting off firecrackers is fun, the smoke is really too choking."
Jiang Mingxin couldn't help coughing a few times, "Come inside quickly, Jiang Bin, can you help me check that all the firecrackers have been set off?"
If a few duds are left unexploded, it will pose a safety hazard.
Jiang Bin took the clothesline and examined it carefully. "The firecrackers I bought are of very good quality. They all exploded without any duds."
As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of the house next door also started setting off firecrackers, scaring them so much that they quickly closed the windows.
The sound of firecrackers was so deafening that Jiang Mingxin couldn't hear the phone in the room ringing for a long time.
It wasn't until the third ring that she heard the voice and picked up the phone.
"Hello, hello?" Jiang Mingxin covered one ear, his heart still pounding.
"Why didn't you answer for so long? What are you doing?" Xing Haodong's gentle and low voice came from the microphone.
"Setting off firecrackers! When did you get home?"
Xing Haodong glanced at his old father who was sitting beside him, "We'll be there this afternoon. Have you eaten dumplings yet?"
"I ate a lot!" Jiang Mingxin shouted at the top of her lungs. "Have you and Uncle Xing eaten yet? Oh, did you give Uncle Xing the gift I gave him? Does he like it?"
Xing Haodong glanced at him unhappily, "How could he not like the sweater you knitted yourself? He's already wearing it."
Xing Yi seemed to have no expression, but his ears were always paying attention to this side.
I pretended to read the newspaper, but in fact I listened to every word he said.
He even deliberately tugged at his camel-colored sweater and sat even straighter.
"I'm glad you like it!" Jiang Mingxin finally felt relieved. "I'll knit one for you when I have time."
The corners of Xing Haodong's lips softened a little. "Okay, then I want the black one."
"Why black again? Why do you always wear the same color when you're so young? Don't worry about it. I'll match it for you when the time comes. It'll keep you warm and look good."
Men's sweaters these days are rather old-fashioned in style.
The colors are all black, gray, and yellow, or dark green, crimson purple, and bright red... They can't be said to be ugly, but they can't be said to be very good-looking either.
But the most important thing is the style. If the style is not good, it will be difficult to match it with coats and down jackets.
Jiang Mingxin had already memorized Xing Haodong's measurements. She was thinking of knitting him a looser round-neck cable-knit sweater using light gray and white yarn.
I knitted myself another one of the same style, but only using white wool to match her red down jacket.
"Mingxin, I..." Xing Haodong tilted his body and scratched his ear quietly, "I missed you."
Xing Yi was about to drink from the teacup when he almost spilled the tea.
Is this his son?
Jiang Mingxin didn't feel strange at all when she heard this, because she felt the same as Xing Haodong.
From the moment he said he was leaving, she started missing him.
If it's face to face, she might be shy, embarrassed, and feel unable to speak out.
But because it was on the phone, she was quite frank and at ease.
"I missed you too!"
Xing Haodong couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He didn't care if his old father would laugh at him. He replied with a heavy "Yeah". "I'll go back after the third year of junior high school."
Hey, look at how useless he is!
Xing Yi shook his head silently, looked down at his sweater, and swallowed his words.
I have to say that Jiang Mingxin is really thoughtful. She put so much thought into sending a New Year gift for the first time.
The one for him was a hand-knitted sweater, and the one for Lin You was a pair of mother-daughter scarves.
It is bright red in color, made of wool, and has crocheted patterns of the same color.
As long as they wear them and go out, you can tell at a glance that they are mother and daughter.
Lin You and Niu Niu both loved it and agreed to wear it when they go out tomorrow.
Only Xing Haodong didn't get a gift. Although he didn't say anything, he felt jealous in his heart.
The more Xing Yi watched, the funnier he found it. His son finally had some down-to-earth manner.
His face used to be sour and hard, like a stone in a toilet. No wonder his soldiers called him the Living King of Hell.
Otherwise, why do people say that Jiang Mingxin is so powerful?
Even his son was subdued, no wonder he fell for it last time.
They are so affectionate before they even get married. What will happen in the future?
But Xing Yi did not seem dissatisfied. The National Security Bureau would soon assign a task to Jiang Mingxin, so it would be good for Xing Haodong to go back early to accompany her.
New Year's Day.
Worship the Kitchen God and worship ancestors.
Jiang Mingxin had no ancestors, so he went to the kitchen, placed candies and fruits in front of the stove, and lit incense and candles to worship the Kitchen God.
Afterwards, Jiang Bin and Liu Sha, who were sleeping in two guest rooms respectively, were called up to eat dumplings.
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