Wei Xin: In those years, the story of the first day of the first lunar month

In the past, no matter how late you slept Chinese New Year's Eve night, you must get up early on the first day of the New Year. A little later, they were blocked in the bed by the men, women and children who worshiped the New Year.

The door-to-door visit between neighbors was completed before dawn. Therefore, at four or five o'clock in the morning, you have to get up, put on the cannon, put down the dumplings, the dumplings are vegetarian filling, which means that the vegetarian is clean for a year, and after eating, you don't brush the bowl, it is said that otherwise you will work hard for a year, cover the pot lid, and then you have to go out, one by one. Go to the door of someone's house and shout, "Is there anyone in the house?" Without waiting for a response, he stepped inside and went straight to the hall with the lights on. At this time, the master will hurry to greet, see the man smoke, see the woman and the child take sugar and melon seeds, put in an enamel tray, grab a large handful.

A circle down, twenty or thirty, men's ears are full of cigarettes, women's pockets are stuffed with melon seeds. The enthusiasm of each owner cannot be stopped, as if not to smoke, not to pack some melon seeds, is not to give people face. Of course, such etiquette is also mutual, because the host will become a guest of other people's homes in a while, guests will be converted into the master of their own home at any time, the people who visit the door gather more and more in the alley, forming a vast New Year's greeting team, door to door, often to a house, the door is open, do not see the master, everyone is looking forward to it, the host suddenly squeezed out from the back of the line, open the door for everyone to let the smoke let the sugar let the melon seeds.

In the early days, I was particularly willing to visit the door, and the impetus came from the sugar of every household. My sister and I were the vanguard of children who came to visit the door, and when we arrived at whose house we didn't say a word, we went straight to the enamel tray, only hating the small pockets of new clothes, and the inexhaustible sugar could only be selected. Every time I come back, I will have a summary with my sister: whose sugar is good, it is pure milk candy, indicating whose family is rich and sweet; whose family only has fruit hard candy, surely life is cool; who has wine heart chocolate, that weekday must be extravagant to the point of wine pool meat forest.

When I grew up, I lost interest in sugar, and my teeth were broken, so I was no longer keen to visit the door. When my parents went out to visit the door, my sister and I stayed at home to receive the army of door-to-door visitors. Every time the first to rush to the house, it is still a new stubble of children, at first I still know, and then gradually I can't remember clearly, I don't know which child is whose family, they came, took the sugar, and ran to the next one with a cigarette, and its speed flew by like time.

Later, my sister got married, and I was the only one who received the door-to-door army at home. Later, the family home was demolished and turned into a small high-rise that did not see the light of day. Except for a very small number of neighbors who moved back, almost everyone left there.

I've never crossed the door like that again. However, in the Spring Festival of the first few years when I left home for school, I returned to the county town for the New Year, and I would hang out on the street on the first day of the first year.

Before hanging out. Call first, ask a friend or two, and go out. The county seat is small, and the place to walk around is the back street, which is run by a large road and several alleys. On the first day of the first year, there are many people who come out to hang out, and you can always meet old friends in various places that you haven't seen for a year. Most of them, like me, study or make a living in other places, this day has almost become a regular meeting day, walking around, there are surprising encounters one after another.

In the process of wandering, in addition to recounting the past, everyone simply talked about their own situation, and then talked about the situation of other common acquaintances they knew, and their respective years of time intersected in this way, although they may not care about each other, they also seem to be much closer. Many times, there will also be a heated discussion about the viewing experience of the Spring Festival Gala, "The cross-talk of Feng Gong of the cattle is good!" "Zhao Benshan's sketch for others is definitely not funny!" Wait a minute. Once met a music student of that year, he said that he knew several stars of this Spring Festival Gala, in our pretend calm envy, he then said a few unfamiliar names, we have never heard of it, he continued to explain, we only know that these singers are singing together after the zero o'clock, for us, they sing and look the same.

In the morning, the dumplings were eaten early, and there was no oil and water, and I was hungry after a while. There are fires sold on the side of the road, so you can buy one to eat while hanging out. This kind of fire to clip the egg to be delicious, pay attention, not called the clip, but called welding, first the egg in a porcelain jar crushed, love to eat peppers, you can add some peppers, and then spread on the iron chain, with a knife to split a fire from the middle, cover the egg, and then close the egg with the fire, with a thick iron piece to press hard. After you are ready, take a small brush, brush a layer of oil on the fire, and finally use two pieces of straw paper to pack, burn your hands and mouth, eat all the way, incense all the way.

Throughout the process of wandering, there are always more and more people, and the team gradually grows. Often from morning to noon, there are enough tables for two or three tables. At that time, the hotels in the county town were not very open for the Spring Festival, several times, they were crowded to the government guest house, everyone shouted and invited guests, it seemed to make a lot of money outside, one more than one luxurious. Sit down around the table, everyone will start drinking, whether it is white or beer, drinking violently, shouting at the person with the loudest voice of the guest, drinking the most words, and the face must be engraved with four words: return to the hometown. Of course, such people are often the first to drink down, and after a few remaining taciturn people look at each other, they not only have to pay the bill, but also help the drunks to find one rickshaw after another.

Rickshaw tricycle drivers are reluctant to pull drunks, especially on the first day of the New Year, afraid that they will finally beat people without giving money, or even spit out a car of filth, and the whole year will be considered unlucky. Therefore, sober people must first give the car money, and then spread the drunks on the car like mud and watch them go away.

Until this time, the wandering people were really scattered.

Later, the county town has a kind of running rental van, called "beckoning to stop", usually a dollar a person, during the Spring Festival, rose to two dollars a person, this afternoon, will always be stuffed with a variety of young people who have drunk too much, once, the buddy who walked around with me, from the car to shake open the glass to spit wine, all the way to home, spit three miles, I also swirled around, the brain is full of Tagore's verses: the sky has no trace, that is no one has vomited.

One year, when I was wandering on the street, I saw a huge group of wandering people approaching, led by a well-known social youth in the county town, who walked in the middle of the front row of the walking line, with long hair fluttering, eyebrows clear, and a cold day, and even wore a neat suit, more fancy than Zheng Yijian in "Ancient Puzzle Boy". Followed by forty or fifty young men, rows of leather boots creaking on the snow, and the people on the side of the line threw lit firecrackers into the sky from time to time, and the shattered confetti slowly fell and was blown into the dirty snow water on the side of the road.

In this wandering group, there were a few familiar faces, as if they were my elementary or middle school classmates, I can't remember their names, some of them stood in the front row, on their toes, and some were in the back, pushing a bicycle to follow closely, they and I passed by, no one looked back.

Later, on the first day of the Chinese New Year, there were suddenly fewer people wandering on the street, and the former lively street was no longer crowded, and suddenly, everyone did not know where to go.

Of course, people must stay in a warmer and more comfortable place, using mobile phones and telephones to send greetings to familiar or unfamiliar people, so simple that they only need to copy and paste, but they can't feel the strong taste of the Year.

Thanks to Shandong TV, leaving such a precious New Year image. Although the people in the image do not know each other, it seems that you and I are in the trance, and the trance is once upon a time.

Looked at a little "watching", clicked really good.

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