Chapter 707

This is true that there are many Chinese people.

No matter what festival, the most in short supply on the streets is all kinds of people, the elderly, children, adults, and all the family are dispatched.

After all, the Spring Festival is the most important festival in the hearts of Chinese people, symbolizing reunion and joy. At this time, of course, you must be with your family.

Chen Zhengqian looked at the windmills, lanterns and other handicrafts on the stalls on both sides of the street. A girl of four or five years old sat on her father's shoulder with a windmill and a balloon in her hands.

If Qi Xiaoyu is there, she will be very happy, and she will like the most in this kind of occasion.

Unfortunately, Qi Weiwei took her back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year with her grandparents.

“You listen to the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of sending out the old year;

You see the joy of the masses, everyone is happy;

…”

A classic traditional Cantonese New Year song came from a small stall, adding a bit of New Year atmosphere to the already lively flower market street.

"It's so lively!" My mother looked surprised from the flower market in Yuezhou for the first time.

In small places like Hecheng, there will naturally be no flower market, let alone rural areas. At most, who is richer, buy two pots of kumquats and put them at the door.

The lively level of the Yuezhou Flower Market really opened her eyes. At most, I saw it on TV news before, and it was completely different from watching it on the scene in person.

My dad is not much better, so he can see here and there, and there are crowds of people. If Chen Zhengqian hadn't followed him closely, he would have been afraid that he would have been lost.

You said that you are so old, why are you still like a child?

Chen Zhengqian's expression was helpless, which made the whole family look like a local bun in the city.

Okay, I’m sorry, he is also a native bun, and he is also the first time to visit the Forest Flower Market in Cantonese. Today is happy, everyone can have fun.

"You guys who have a crush on you can buy it directly. I'm responsible for reimbursement." Chen Zhengqian said to Zhang Zijie and the others with a smile.

I couldn't even give them a holiday during the Chinese New Year, and I felt a little sad. I couldn't take good care of my parents, Yuan Xiaoyi and the others, so I had to pull them over.

It’s only today. Chen Zhengqian doesn’t plan to go out tomorrow, so he can give them a holiday and prepare a big red envelope for them to commend them for their hard work this year.

"Thank you, boss." Zhang Zijie and the others agreed happily.

Although it may not cost a lot of money, it is better in your heart.

To be honest, it was the first time they visited the flower market in Yuezhou. When they saw so many novel and fun things, they felt itchy for a while. Those with children at home even made up their minds to buy some for their children.

Of course, the main task is to protect the boss's family.

In fact, Chen Zhengqian was not worried about the dangers that the flower market could encounter. In the past, there were few places in the flower market, and people were crowded and easily caught by pickpockets. However, now each district has its own flower market, and the government has arranged personnel to be responsible for inspecting and protecting the safety of the people, greatly reducing the chance of accidents.

Chen Zhengqian brought Zhang Zijie and the others with him, mainly to prevent the crowd from being too crowded and to squeeze everyone apart.

Fortunately, both parents and Yuan Xiaoyi were in groups, holding hands, which made Chen Zhengqian feel much more at ease.

In addition, it is daytime and the safety level is still very high. If it were at night, Chen Zhengqian would not dare to take a few pregnant women out for a walk in the flower street.

In the past, the flower market mainly sold New Year's flowers. Now it also sells various handicrafts and various food stalls. When you are tired and hungry, buying a Cantonese-style special snack to taste is also a good choice.

Many people choose to buy a windmill and hold it in their hands when they are shopping in the flower street, which means that they will run in the new year.

Chen Zhengqian also followed the crowd and bought one for everyone. The colorful windmill in his hand was indeed an indescribable interest.

Seeing Yuan Xiaoyi and the others laughing and robbing, they were still robbing each other, Chen Zhengqian felt that he didn't seem to be raising a bride, but raising four daughters...

On New Year's Eve, he gave Zhang Zijie and the others a holiday, asked them to go home to reunite with their relatives, and also gave them a big red envelope alone, which was enough for them to have a fat New Year.

Chen Zhengqian personally cooked and prepared a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner.

With parents here, it is naturally not easy to look simple. Chen Zhengqian specially bought a lot of ingredients and came back. Anyway, the refrigerator is big enough, so I guess I won’t have to go out to buy groceries for a week.

The New Year’s Eve dinner is based on traditional recipes, including white-cut chicken, steamed fish, taro button pork, fried pork with celery, fried pork with sausage, fried chicken with stewed chestnut and peanuts, and red bean dumplings.

Guangdong people must have chickens for New Year’s Eve dinner, and no chickens can make a feast; fish means surplus every year; taro buttons are suitable for fat and thin; celery means diligence; sausages represent the New Year flavor; Dutch beans are green and crisp and refreshing after stir-frying; chicken soup must be drunk for the "first soup" of the New Year; glutinous rice balls represent the reunion.

Everyone sat together and were having fun. A few girls rushed to pick up food for their parents, and everyone was full of food.

My mother looked at so many caring daughter-in-laws and never stopped smiling.

After dinner, my parents called back and paid homage to my grandparents for a while. Chen Zhengqian also spoke for a while and sent them red envelopes to his cousins ​​and grandparents on WeChat.

The Spring Festival Gala is always the same every year. Chen Zhengqian finds it strange. Why do they always like to bring out some outdated jokes to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala? Do they all think that people across the country do not go online?

Anyway, I think the Spring Festival Gala is getting worse every year.

According to statistics, Nanyue is the area with the lowest ratings in the Spring Festival Gala. Because after a reunion dinner, people in Nanyue will go out to Huajie with their families and go back until about 11 o'clock, and some even go out for the New Year directly.

Then there is the New Year's Eve, but now many people don't abide by these customs much.

"You go to bed early after watching TV, don't stay too late." Before my mother went back to bed, she reminded Chen Zhengqian, who was still in the living room.

Chen Zhengqian hurriedly said, "I know, mom, you and dad should rest first."

In Guangzhou, fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited. Except for the unified government setting, private individuals are not allowed to set off firecrackers. Chen Zhengqian does not have to wait for twelve o'clock to run out to set off firecrackers.

Seeing that the time was almost over, it was almost twelve o'clock, two pregnant women, Yuan Xiaoyi and Tang Yanqi, could not stay up late, and were driven back to the room by Chen Zhengqian early.

Although Pei Chuying and Liang Ying were so sleepy that they yawned, they still watched TV with him in the living room.

Chen Zhengqian felt a little distressed and went to bed: "Okay, let's go back to the room to sleep."

I turned off the TV casually, carried the other one with one hand and went upstairs.

On New Year's Eve, there were still a few minutes before the New Year, and everyone was lying in the same big bed.

Pei Chuying quietly held his handle: "Husband, I want to"

Chen Zhengqian had a bitter face. It was late New Year's Eve, so I couldn't even give the chicken a holiday?

Among the brilliant fireworks outside the window, Comrade Chen Zhengqian fired the first shot of the Lunar New Year!
Chapter completed!