On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, it is called the New Year's Eve. Today is the day when the Kitchen God ascends heaven to report his duties, so I have to send the Kitchen God to the Lord.

After lunch, Mr. Chen took out the two-cut paper he bought a few days ago and placed it on a large table to prepare for printing.

Here they have to fold the paper money burned for God and the dead.

This kind of white paper is seventy or eighty centimeters wide and more than one hundred centimeters long. One knife is one hundred pieces. You can fold it with four or five pieces, and the stream is helping to count it next to you.

The work of stacking paper cannot be done by women. It must be men. Even if there is no man at home, someone else has to help print it. Maybe it is because she thinks that women have too much yin energy.

A stack of paper is folded several times and folded into the width of a hundred yuan banknote. In fact, Mr. Chen has to fold a few pieces of white paper every year, so he is very familiar. In a short while, two pieces of paper are folded.

When they are not interested in paper cutting, they have to use a hundred-dollar bill to slap the folded white paper with their fingernails, gently scratch the edge of the banknotes, cover the banknotes on the white paper with their scratches, and then slap them along the edges, and print them about five times a stack of paper. This is the printing paper.

Only the white paper printed with a hundred yuan banknote can be burned for the ancestors, otherwise if you go to the underworld, this is a fake banknote and cannot be used.

Mr. Chen put the printed white paper back into the cabinet where the grain was stored and put it together with the bought cannon.

When burning paper for dead people, they would set off firecrackers, saying that they would say hello to them and ask them to come and get the money. Most people would buy some one or two hundred sounds, which were used to sacrifice to the Kitchen God and to deceased relatives who were a little far apart. They would also buy some five hundred sounds and several thousand sounds, which were placed for their ancestors.

In the evening, after dinner, the family sat on the bed and watched TV. It was around ten o'clock, and Mr. Chen went out. After a while, he heard the sound of firecrackers. It was heard from the kitchen. Chen Yubin and Xiaoxi put on their shoes and ran out to watch.

After the sound of firecrackers came from Xiaoxi's house, firecrackers were also heard intermittently in other places. This was when someone was sending the Kitchen God. When the other people knew that the time was up, they began to send the Kitchen God.

I saw a pile of burnt paper ash on the stove next to the wall, and three incense sticks were inserted into the soil. On the stove, on the water tank cover, and on the chopping board were filled with red paper scraps of firecrackers. On the stove, the next earth wall was painted with cement by Mr. Chen, which was to prevent the ash from falling. The stove has been burned for so many years and has now been smoky and black.

There was a mud bowl at the corner of the stove, filled with bowls of rapeseed oil, and a cotton core was placed inside. It was ignited by Mr. Chen now, so it was necessary to order it for the whole night.

One night means the key until dawn the next day.

The earthen bowl, also known as the earthen bowl, is made of earth, as the name suggests, is burned with soil. It is slightly black in soil, with a large mouth, but not deep. This kind of bowl has been eliminated now and basically no one is used to eat, but this kind of earthen bowl is still used to make mats. One is that every household has two such bowls in the house, and the other is, this kind of bowl is heat-resistant and is the best for making steamed dishes.

After the New Year’s Eve, every household will start preparing New Year’s goods.

Early in the morning, Xiaoxi prepared paper and pen, wrote down all the things in his space, and planned to make something with these ingredients. He was very puzzled and was no longer keen on doing homework.

"Xiaojuan, come here after lunch, I'll tie your hair." After roughly writing down what you want to prepare, carefully folded it, put it in a pen box, Xiaoxi spoke to Zhao Juan.

"Yeah." They agreed to tie their braids, which was the hairstyle they agreed to when they were watching TV two days ago.

After lunch and resting for a while, Zhao Juan came over. The stream was basking in the sun in the sun dam. There was a comb on the table and a small pile of rubber rings.

This kind of rubber ring is thin and can be used to tie hair. In the past, when Xiaoxi's youngest father planted mushrooms at home, he used it to tie his pockets. Later, he stopped planting it, and there were a lot left.

"Are you finished your meal? Sit it quickly." Xiaoxi stood up and pressed Zhao Juan on the chair he had just sat on.

I picked up the comb on the table, untied Zhao Juan's headband, and started to comb her hair. Her hair was slightly yellow, very thin and soft. When I used a little force, I yelled that it hurt, so Xiaoxi had to carefully combed it one by one.

Finally, I combed it smoothly, and divided the way in the middle. Then I started to use a small strand to use my hands to start braiding. Xiaoxi's skillful hand has braided many people in his previous life. In half an hour, she braided a small braid. Because she had few hair, she braided more than twenty braids.

The two exchanged positions and asked Zhao Juan to braid Xiaoxi, but no matter how they did it, they couldn't meet her requirements, so they had to do it themselves, braided two centipede braids on the left and right, drooped from behind the ears, and quietly placed them on their chests, showing a bit of quietness.

After the two of them packed up, they started to do their homework again. There was no way. It would be the New Year in a few days. Should they write again at that time?

Seeing that the time was almost over, Grandma Chen asked her grandchildren to go back to the house to change clothes, and asked Zhao Juan to pack up her homework and go home to change clothes quickly.

"The stream...the stream..."

Xiaoxi ran two steps, ran to the vegetable garden in the old house, and shouted at the old yard: "Hey, grandma."

"Have you packed it up? It's time to leave." The old lady patted the non-existent gray on her sleeve and urged the stream.

"We'll be here soon." After that, he ran to the house hurriedly.

"Mama, hurry up, Dama and the others are urging you." Xiaoxi ran to the door of the bedroom and shouted at Grandma Chen who was still polishing her shoes.

When Grandma Chen heard this, she became anxious and threw the rag in her hand on the shoe rack under the bed, called the siblings and went out and locked the door.

"Oh, why are you here? The sun is short this winter, and if it's too late, it will be dark." Seeing that the three grandmothers and grandchildren had just come, the eldest lady complained.

"Okay, okay, we won't come here, we're close to each other, and we can catch up now. When we get there, it won't be dark." Grandma Chen hurriedly defended, "By the way, we've all been packed up, right?"

"I've packed up, I'll wait for you." said the youngest uncle next to me.

Grandma Chen looked around and saw that everyone was all over, then said, "Okay, let's go."

Then the uncle took Zhao Bo and Zhao Juan, cousin's father, cousin's aunt, grandma Chen took Chen Yubin and Xiaoxi, and set off with a large number of passers-by.

Today, their group of people went to have a wedding banquet, and Mr. Chen was guarding the door at home.

Whether it is a funeral or a prosperous event, they will have to take the guests the night before. They have to eat two meals seriously, one the night before and one the next morning, and that's all. However, every time they hold a banquet, there will be a lot of leftover soup. The owner will heat up these and cook a few large pots of tofu porridge, invite the neighbors to help have lunch with those close relatives.

When you take a guest, you can do a seat and do weddings.

Because I can’t make much money by working on land, all the young laborers at home usually work outside and only come back after the Chinese New Year, so the popular things are usually set on the twelfth lunar month and the first lunar month. First, there are many people and are lively and festive, and second, relatives take this opportunity to be intimate and intimate.

Making land means planting land and growing crops.

The place they were about to go was not far, only forty or fifty minutes away. After crossing the river, crossing the hills of six teams, he left the village and entered Zanjiahe, the village where he had a wedding banquet this time, and then he arrived in more than twenty minutes.

When the stream arrived, it was neither early nor late, which was just right. The host family had few guests but not many. Three fires were burned in the yard, two were already crowded, and one was sitting sparsely.

When a group of people caught up with the yard, they were seen by several sharp-eyed old ladies on the fire. They took Grandma Chen, Grandma and cousin away, and their cousin was also pulled away by familiar friends. Before they left, they repeatedly told the children not to run around and just played in the yard.

Just so happened that there were some unknown people around. The sky slowly became dark and the temperature dropped. The stream was too lazy to move, so it took the lead to sit next to the fire where there were not many people. Take a seat first so that everyone would not have any place to sit later.

Seeing that Xiaoxi went to the fire, Chen Yubin and Zhao Juan followed him. Zhao Bo was a brave man, and the adults were not worried about him. They felt bored while sitting on the fire, so they followed a group of children to pick up cannons.

The bride was going to set off firecrackers when she picked up some of them that fell to the ground without ignition. They were picked up by those naughty boys and put them in their pockets. They didn't dare to throw them into the fire at this moment, so they put them in their pockets and went home to play slowly.

It was like igniting the water and putting it in cow dung, which was their favorite. Only with a "bang" sound, the water was blown up or the cow dung was blown away, they covered their mouths and laughed, very happy. In fact, happiness is very simple.

The sky slowly darkened, and the lights pulled in the yard were turned on, and they helped spread the plastic paper on the table, putting a bottle of white wine, four bottles of beer, two large bottles of soy milk, a plate of melon seeds with hard candies and a pack of cigarettes, a plate of ten fruits, ten pairs of chopsticks, ten paper cups, ten plastic bowls, ten boxes of yogurt, and a roll of napkin.

Plastic paper is a piece of things that are much larger than the tabletop, like a tablecloth, and its function is similar to that of a tablecloth. There is a lot of oil and water on the mat, so it is sprinkled inadvertently, and it is spread on plastic paper. After eating, it is done with it, without the trouble of rags or something. Moreover, the mats now usually have two wheels, which is so fast and easy to save time.

Second Wheel, the average farmer has a large population, and the more than 20 tables set up in the yard cannot sit, so I eat one batch first, and after the rest, the second batch of people served is called Second Wheel.

There are only ten people sitting at a table, of course, like those little kids who can't run away or who just can run away are not counted.

Seeing that it was about to have a meal, several people hurried to find the adults who were still chatting. Of course, they had to sit on the seats, and they would go to rest as soon as possible after breakfast, and it was in the middle of the night.
Chapter completed!