Essays
Wandering life for half a hundred autumns
Confused days to get drunk
Elbow with canned tea
Alone swinging the victorious prince
Chinese New Year's Eve (actually Lax 29), get up in the morning, go out, the streets are deserted, there are few cars, and the non-motorized roads are still covered with dirty snow trampled by humans, and there is no flawlessness and whiteness of the first sprinkling. Run to the unit, sign the shift, then go to the office, set up a rag to wipe the table, and mop the floor. This is the place where I raise my family, and I must take it seriously, and I must carry forward here with the original intention and courage. In the face of lust, do not argue and do not grab the party, otherwise you will be smoked. Closing the computer lock door and taking the ladder to the playground, I remembered a small video, and the father asked his daughter: What is in the school. Daughter answered: Playground. Ask again: What is the army? A: Playground. Three questions: What is the factory? Answer 3: Playground. Just don't answer teachers, soldiers, workers, angry dad. Smile and go to the front of the car, unlock the lock and ride home. The wife and daughter were still lying in bed, and with a euphemism, it was time to get up. There is also a big thing that has not been done, go out again, walk to the old place, damu refers to the barbershop, the door is closed without contact information, stand and wait for ten minutes, still do not see the boss coming. In the meantime, two little boys, who were going to do the same thing as me, saw the door close, and went away with their mouths chattering. The lady owner of the fruit shop next door to the barber shop was busy hugging the fruit box at the door, hugging me and saying: It is estimated that it is not coming, usually the door is open at this time. From west to east from Tong Shu Street, no matter how big the haircut must be completed today. At this time, the smell of fireworks on both sides of the street was already very strong, red pairs, Guan Gong's big knife, Qin Qiong's whip, everywhere, although the weather was cold, but the people who rushed to the market to buy New Year goods were smiling, bargaining with the sellers who stomped their feet and rubbing their hands. East to the underpass, there is finally a small barber shop to open the door, into the door only the boss lady is wiping the mirror, secretly smiling in her heart, do not wait, directly to the seat to open the reason. Facing me in the mirror, the wrinkles were more and deeper, and the newly dyed black hair was a few white strands on the sideburns, and the years were like a stream, and there was no teenager. Two women came in again, a young woman, a wife, was a regular customer of the boss lady, three women a play, the barber shop was lively, full of New Year's flavor, seafood, beef and mutton, fruit balls, flower roll oil cakes, peanuts and melon seeds... The whole house flows with the happiness, pride and satisfaction of the Chinese people.
During the conversation, a few points younger I reappeared in the mirror, but unfortunately it was a flower in the mirror, scanning the code to pay 30 yuan, and then rushing home from east to west. To the west mouth, bought 23 yuan of paper fire and incense watches, 60 yuan of 6 strings of 3,000 firecrackers, very rich: gold yuan treasure 500g 60, denomination of 2 billion 5 sheets, and small denominations, are in the tens of millions, more than 100 yuan, it seems, the price of heaven is still very high. When I returned home, it was eleven o'clock, my wife was cooking meat steamed buns, and my daughter was studying in the study. The shoes have not been changed, the wife let go out to buy things, and came back to the Hengjia supermarket, the price of coriander is 9.98 yuan, the tomatoes have taken 4, a weighing 12.8 yuan, a garlic seedling 3.28 yuan, a slender noodle 4.98 yuan, all 8, it seems that there is a hair in 2022, but the price is still a struggle with the wage.
The smell of meat at home has filled the air. Lunch, chicken soup noodles tofu with flower rolls, rice bis, three people together, each has a division of labor, daughter sweeping the floor, wife mopping the floor, I plant flowers to feed fish to write pairs, and paste pairs, to 16:30 go out to send new year goods to grandparents, send New Year money, go home to pay homage to the stove, wish the next year's grain abundance, blessings and home.
At 18:00, my daughter, I called my parents in my hometown to greet the New Year (last year because of the epidemic, this year because I was too lazy, afraid of long-distance driving and did not go home for the New Year). Eat on time, the meal is very simple, more meat and less vegetables, wine is a must. First, the 3 people in the family touched glasses and exchanged greetings, and exchanged red envelopes, which is a kind of ritual, turning around and still in my home. The New Year Gala is with the wine state, the program did not watch a complete, wine alone in the right side of 1 pound, when to sleep, do not know, amnesia.
On the first day of the first year, I ate long noodles, groggy, walked loosely, and made several Spring Festival greeting calls.
On the second day of junior high school, I went out, drank two more times, and returned drunk (ghost).
On the third day of the first day of today, the small dishes are ready, who will drink?
