The bustle of the first day of the Chinese New Year is the boiling of the whole village, of course, there is movement and stillness. Today, I am in the confusion of happiness.
Because I am familiar with the New Year's habits of the people in the village, I stayed up until the early morning of watching the Spring Festival Gala last night, and I still did not dare to sleep in the morning of the first day. When I got up at six o'clock, cigarettes, candy, melon seeds, peanuts, and fruits were quickly put on the table. Then he called the two sons to get up and urged the brothers to go to the New Year early.
Sure enough, my son was still washing his mouth and brushing his teeth, and the early worshippers from the village came to my house.
People who pay homage to the New Year, enter the door are honored according to the generations of the lord's grandparents, uncles and aunts, or brothers and sisters-in-law, and see the master shouting to pray to the New Year! The host responded warmly to send blessings, children entered the door to be treated with chaff fruit, and adults served with good cigarettes.
I go to your house, you go to my house, all the men in the village go out to pay homage to the New Year, the women are entertaining the New Year visitors at home, the flow of people in the village is shuttled, meeting each other and greeting each other, everyone is trying not to miss anyone's home, and the village is full of people.
Now most of the young people in the village work outside, and they only return to their hometowns once in the New Year. If it were not for the interaction during the Spring Festival every year, perhaps the old people and young people in the same village would not know each other when they met on the street. The friendship of the villagers is cultivated in this way.
After the morning New Year's eve program, every household drinks chicken soup, an almost faith-like ritual that has also been handed down by the elderly. In the past, people were poor, only in the New Year to eat meat, now people can usually eat meat willfully, the habit of drinking chicken soup on the first day of the New Year, the family is still inheriting.
After drinking chicken soup, people entered the free entertainment mode, our family today two sons and two daughters-in-law at home played Park, the happy atmosphere deeply attracted the little grandson, I shot a small video for them, nothing to do, quietly exited the scene, strolled to the village.
Most of the people in the village are happy with the Great Wall, which used to be my favorite game, but today I have no interest.
Outside to bring children to his son, the two Spring Festivals have not been in the old home, at this time back to the familiar village, see the familiar person, but can not see the most familiar person. Unconsciously, I walked out of the village and into a ghostly place, where the Scythians rested.
Today is the first day of the new year, I don't have any heart to miss him, but time passes very quickly, the Spring Festival holiday will go in the blink of an eye, we will leave the village again, and we will meet the Si people again in the dreams of other places. Today, when I have some free time, I strolled over to enjoy a moment of peace with him.
I'm not interested in taking pictures here, and I don't want to take videos, so I decided to go home. The family is noisy with laughter and laughter, the children and grandchildren are playing happily, and the family is the auspicious and healthy place.
It was time to make lunch, to look at the children, without the slightest thought of going into the kitchen, and I loved and pitied. It is inevitable that the bottom of my heart will send out a silent heavenly question: It is the same New Year, why is it always me who cooks? As a mother, mother-in-law and grandmother, I was also confused at this time.
Man, happiness is tightly surrounded, is it easy to become arrogant? #过年 #
