"Bye Bye Nian" was something that happened in the early years. The custom of the hometown of Lunan, all men after marriage, after the first Spring Festival, must go to the father-in-law's house to pay respects to the New Year. Most of the days are set on the second day of the first lunar month,

"Bye Bye"

That was in the early years. The custom of the hometown of Lunan, all men after marriage, after the first Spring Festival, must go to the father-in-law's house to pay respects to the New Year.

Most of the days are set on the second day of the first lunar month, which is already set by the two families before the year. On this day, the man's clothes are bright, and the daughter-in-law's makeup is bright. The gifts were prepared before the festival, and two three-liter yαn (an instrument woven of wicker) were clean and filled with various auspicious gifts, and then covered with a red cloth and picked up with a hook, and in the nagging of the family, the picker "squeaked, squeaked" and got on the road. Therefore, on the winding mountain road, dotted with people who walk in pairs of relatives and friends, or merge, or separate, the man is in front, and the daughter-in-law is close behind, which seems to be conspicuously festive.

The father-in-law's family has long been prepared, and there are many neighbors standing on the street, pointing and pointing, all wanting to see the grace of the uncle. There is a thin-skinned aunt who will hold his head and face like a big red cloth. Most of them are very polite, and with the guidance of the little daughter-in-law, they politely call the uncle and the second grandmother. Those who will come (or are deliberately taught by their families) should take out cigarettes and distribute them one by one. So, in a round of praise, the man seemed to pass the pass, but the little daughter-in-law walked through the crowd contentedly.

The father-in-law's family had already had someone waiting at the door, and he took the pick and introduced him into the house. The accompanying guests who had been scheduled earlier were also like the military generals of the upper dynasty, who led the aunt to the Eight Immortals table in the main hall. Regardless of the level of generation and status, the seat at the top is none other than the aunt.

Sit down to watch the tea and hand over the cigarette, politely, boo cold and warm, parents are short, the weather is good, haha a smile, the atmosphere is harmonious.

New Year's Greetings is the main project, the parents-in-law are above the high seats, below the floor is covered with a mat or red felt, the aunt solemnly kneels, prostrate two heads. For example, if there are elders in the near branch, there must also be a special person to lead, carry the gifts that have been packed earlier, and go door to door to visit the New Year. Each family asks for a head, symbolically leaves some gifts, and then, seals the prostration gift money with red paper, and quietly presses it into the gift of resignation.

The feast is sumptuous, and sometimes a special cook is invited, four plates and eight bowls.

Wine is the etiquette of the head, and at this time, no matter what the ability is, a wise aunt must politely refuse: I will not drink... But the accompanying guests have a stage to show, it seems to have the opportunity to make a name for themselves, and the rhetoric is endless. Really overwhelmed, then into the set, if there is really some alcohol, simply also revealed the face of the real man, in a series of prevarications, and again and again to raise the wine glass, in the endless wine culture of the inspiration, but also try to play their role.

Green wine red face, wine to drink, bold, I wanted to dare to let go, found the daughter-in-law standing in a quiet place, quietly make a look, or look at it with a blind eye, the aunt immediately converged, and tried to restore the original state.

The amount of alcohol in Shandong is well known to the world, and the Hanzi in Lunan Mountain are not lacking in the liquor field. The ultimate goal is to make the guests drink well until everyone is happy.

The scene is a bit chaotic, at this time, the elderly will come over at the right time and pluck it, so as not to be ugly. Of course, there are also people who are ugly, leaving people with many years of talk, but the ugly thing is also noisy with good intentions.

At this point, the relationship between the uncle and the father-in-law's family can be regarded as a formal easy-going and responsible person in the true sense, and the future exchanges are into the situation of a son-in-law and half a child.

After the withdrawal of the table, another round of tobacco tea, politely, commenting on the fine points in the wine field, the guests estimated the time, and left the seat properly. So when he came, someone sent him outside the gate, and the uncle's symbolic gifts were less, and then, everyone went out and loved each other.

Out of the village, stepping on the mountain road home, the man is more than excited, picking the "squeak" on the shoulder with rhythm, and the little daughter-in-law is with her mouth. Tired of walking, look for a large bluestone slab to rest for a while. The man hurriedly lifted the red cloth covered by the basket, took out the red paper bag, carefully opened it, carefully counted the prostration gift money, wrapped it up again, and happily tucked it into the daughter-in-law's pocket, staring at the daughter-in-law's blushing heartbeat with a red eye.

The man quickly picked up the burden, trembled slowly, stretched his neck and shouted... Startling a few pheasants, they flew into the distance in a daze, and a song of "Soul Cavity" blurted out leisurely, sometimes sonorous, sometimes soft, and the mountains echoed. The tone is rough and unscrupulous, it changes at will, the words are either traditional, or casual, or involved in foreign slang, and even the greasy "Eighteen Touches": first touch the head, then touch the feet, and finally touch the waist socket...

The little daughter-in-law blushed shyly, hurriedly half a step and gently pounded the man, and the sound of firecrackers in the mountains was heard from time to time, fragmented or arrayed.

On the path that is crowded by mountains and stones and trees, a pair of happy figures blend into the distant mountain scenery of the festival.

Now, with the passage of time, everything has remained in the memory, but the memory is so beautiful and longing.

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