Spring Festival back to my hometown to see and hear
The Spring Festival returns to the hometown for eight days (January 29 - February 5), during which the big and small things can be covered in baskets. Now record two or three pieces to share with the kings.
I. The Old Hen (2022.1.29)
Where did you talk about last time? Oh, speaking of the early lockdown of 2020 at home, timid as a rat, I was scared of the six gods and no masters, and I was hopelessly ready to close the shop and listen to the fate.
At this moment, an order phone call pulled me back from panic back to the ground of being a new person.
The old classmate's four-storey new house has been completed, which requires high-end furniture in the whole room.
Thanks to the patronage of my old classmates, these two years have finally stumbled and passed safely. In order to thank his old classmates for their life-saving grace, on the occasion of returning home for the New Year, he brought several ornaments, a few table lamps, a painting of "Horse to Success" and a calligrapher Hu Xiong's character "Xianglan Ashram" to decorate his Huaxia.
At 4 p.m. on January 29, the car crossed the Baichi New Bridge, turned right to Gong Dawei Village, the old classmate had been waiting at the door for a long time, just finished the object, an old lady in her seventies (the classmate's mother), wearing a big red plaid blouse, came out of the back room, holding an old hen with yellow flowers in one hand, carrying a plastic bag of white powder (lotus powder), directly to the car, I hurriedly stopped: "Auntie, what are you doing?" ”
The classmate's mother said: "You have helped eternity a great favor, and when you come back, you will take a sip of the water, and you will take this chicken back." ”
I said: "Eternally chose my furniture is to believe that I take care of me, chicken I can't want, you hard work is not easy to raise, keep it for the New Year to eat!" ”
She said, "I still have it, it's a little bit of my heart!" ”
I said, "I have received my heart, and I have chickens outside every day." ”
She said, "The chicken outside is not real chicken, it's not so delicious, you two are coming to my house for the first time..."
She carried the chicken wings, I pulled a pair of chicken legs, between the twists, the chicken was frightened and scattered, the chicken head kept swinging from side to side, cackling and screaming, the chicken feathers flew to the ground...
I would like to plan to go upstairs to see, admire and admire the mansion of my old classmates, so that we had to get on the car and close the door and run away.
The chicken was still screaming in horror, like a black crying baby. Poor chicken!
