Brother, come with me

The sound of gongs and drums and children's noise is loud, the door is closed in the early morning, and new curtains are hung.The firecrackers filled the streets to frighten the ghosts, and the pine firewood was burned in the black basin.

It is written about the gods and Yu Lei, and the fine horses send the gods away, and there are many Tongxing papers.Get drunk at the end of the year, close the door and rejoice all night.

Li Xiaoqi took a bowl of rice paste and put it on the wooden table, which was also piled with red paper and other things.

A long piece of red paper lay flat on the clean side of the table, Jing Xuesong took a brush and swayed ink on the red paper.

One stroke at a time, in an instant, the first couplet was written.

"Brother Jing, it's finished, let me take a look."

Li Xiaoqi happily squeezed over, picked it up lightly and admired it carefully.

While looking at it, he nodded his head in a decent manner, and said in his mouth,

"Well, yes, there is everyone's style..."

Jing Xuesong only smiled and shook his head, then picked up another piece of red paper and began to write.

"Brother Jing, move to the right, moving, hey, it's too much, then move to the left, um, okay"

In front of the door, Jing Xuesong was standing on a chair, holding a pair of banners and sticking them on the door, while Li Xiaoqi's waving hands from time to time directed Brother Jing to stick them on the door.

After pasting this, Li Xiaoqi immediately handed over the red paper with the word "Fu" in his hand, Jing Xuesong took it, and pasted the word "Fu" on the door upside down.

At this time, Li Xiaoqi has already rushed in and brushed rice paste on the back of the red paper, quite like scolding Fang Qiu.

After being busy for a while, Li Xiaoqi's house finally finished posting.

Then only Brother Jing's house was left, Li Xiao Qixu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Jing, shall we post yours next?"

"Um"

Brother Jing's house is not very far from his house. Their house is at the foot of the mountain on the outskirts of the village. It only takes a few detours and passes a few houses.

Although it is not too late now, some people have already started setting off firecrackers at this time,

From time to time, the sound of firecrackers came from the village.

……

Jing Xuesong put the steamed rooster on a wooden tray. The rooster's two claws were stuffed into the chicken's belly, leaving only two thighs exposed.

Put the cooked chicken blood in a disc shape on the back of the chicken, and put the rooster's head up on the chicken blood.

Pick up the tray,

"Xiao Qi, let's go"

Li Xiaoqi carried a bag of firecrackers, candles, paper money, etc., and followed Jing Xuesong to the Li Family Ancestral Hall.

Their fathers are all foreigners, and there is no family here, so there is no ancestral hall for them here, but their father is a local, and they only need to go to worship the Li Family Ancestral Hall.

After entering the ancestral hall, there are already people in the ancestral hall, and the people inside are all quiet and solemn,

Some people will whisper their wishes when praying, and those who are more sincere will kneel in front of their ancestors and whisper,

In front of the ancestral tablets are the flames of joss sticks, and the smell of the incense is so spicy that it almost makes tears come out of the eyes.

Jing Xuesong put the tray on the table in front of the tablet, and asked Li Xiaoqi to take out some small cups and wine, and asked Li Xiaoqi to take a handful of incense to light it.

Jing Xuesong poured wine into the cup, took out a few candles and incense, lit them, paid homage to the ancestors, and inserted them.Then I took the firecrackers and walked outside, and after a while there was a crackling sound outside.

Li Xiaoqi took the incense and lit it, then stood in front of the ancestors and bowed, and then inserted the incense into the places where the incense candles were placed one by one.

You walked to the door, bowed outside the door, and put incense at the door.

Then he took out the paper money, scattered it, and burned it where the paper money was burned.

Jing Xuesong poured the wine in the glass onto the ashes of the paper money, then packed up his things and was ready to leave.

"Second uncle, let's go first." Jing Xuesong said to the second uncle who just arrived,

"It's so fast, do you want to come to the second uncle's house for dinner tonight?"

"No need." Jing Xuesong smiled and refused.

"Xiaoqi, go back" Jing Xuesong shouted to Li Xiaoqi who was chatting with his friends outside the door.

"Well, Xiaoshuang, I'll go back first, you can play at my house during the Chinese New Year."

"Yeah, I'll definitely go." Li Shuang nodded and said softly.

After Li Xiaoqi waved her hand, she followed Jing Xuesong and walked home,

"Brother Jing, give me that bag."

Jing Xuesong shortened his body, and gave the bag in his hand to Li Xiaoqi.

After returning home, Li Xiaoqi ran back to the house first, put down the bag, then brought out a stool and placed it in front of the door,

"Brother Jing, put it here"

Then he ran back to the house to get the joss sticks and so on for the next worship.

Jing Xuesong put the tray on the stool, and waited for Xiao Qi to take out the candles and incense,

Li Xiaoqi held a candle aloft, Jing Xuesong pointed the flint at the candle held by Li Xiaoqi, lit it, and then lit other candles and incense on the fire,

Li Xiaoqi and Li Xiaoqi put candles next to the door, opposite, on the kitchen stove, lit paper money and burned it in front of the door, Li Xiaoqi bowed to the door,

"Daddy, daddy, I'm doing well now, and Brother Jing is with me, don't worry about me, you guys are going to have a good time underground too..."

"Xiaoqi, come to the kitchen to burn paper money"

Jing Xuesong took the tray to the kitchen stove and asked Li Xiaoqi to burn paper money inside, which was to worship the Kitchen God.

And Jing Xuesong himself set off firecrackers outside the door.

Dinner is the most sumptuous, and it is prepared early in the morning.Once done, keep warm in a steamer.

Li Xiaoqi cheerfully ran towards the lobby with a plate of stuffed tofu.

"Xiaoqi, slow down, don't run so fast, be careful"

Jing Xuesong followed behind with the bowl, seeing Li Xiaoqi bouncing around while carrying the dishes, his heart skipped a beat.

In addition to Yong Tau Foo, there are braised pork and old chicken soup that has been stewed for a long time.

The tofu of Yong Tau Foo is homemade, and it is stuffed with cabbage and some bacon.The braised pork is made by buying the pork belly from the pigs raised by the villagers. The pork belly cut into pieces and the taro are sandwiched between pieces and neatly arranged along the large bowl.

Li Xiaoqi looked at the dishes in front of her, her mouth was watering.

But he still suppressed his greed, and first brought some food for Jing Xuesong,

"Brother Jing, eat braised pork"

"Thank you Xiaoqi"

Jing Xuesong smiled at Li Xiaoqi tenderly, and also gave Li Xiaoqi a piece of braised meat.

Outside the door, the sound of firecrackers sounded continuously from far to quiet,

"Boom, boom boom boom"

Suddenly bursts of fireworks sounded loudly, and at the same time, children's exclamations sounded outside the door.

"Brother Jing, set off fireworks outside," Li Xiaoqi happily said to Jing Xuesong.

"Yeah." Jing Xuesong also smiled happily.

Although at the beginning it was only because Xiaoqi was still a child that he lost his parents and thought of himself so cared about him, but this period of time was the happiest he had ever lived in a long time.

The author has something to say: The poem at the beginning of (^3^) is "Butterfly Love Flower. New Year's Eve" by Shen Xuan.

There is always a feeling that the protagonist I wrote is marginal, and passers-by are more marginal... I feel that the character of the protagonist is not well portrayed.

o(>﹏<)o I will continue to work hard.

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