C5 (1/2)
Winter snow white festival,
La Mei bloomed in the spring;
Big red lanterns hung high in the sky.
The scenery of the Silver Flower of the Flaming Tree was new.
It was the New Year's Day in 1987. Spring Festival is a traditional festival in our country for thousands of years. Especially after the reform and development of the countryside, do not worry about food, wear, household food, household savings. Therefore, more attention is paid to the Spring Festival. As for Wang Zipeng's family, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was even more intense, and even more youthful. It was because he was very satisfied that he could live a good life because the Party had given him a good policy of wealth and people. After the land was contracted, he was given four acres of fields, which allowed him to grow corn, soybeans, vegetables, without worrying about food, enough vegetables to support himself, and some pocket money to sell in the market. There were also six acres of paddy fields, which produced 800 pounds of rice per mu. In this atmosphere, you say, the Spring Festival can not be unhappy?
As soon as he entered La month, Zi Peng's mother busied herself with it. The first job is to fry a fire spoon. This year, I made 50 catties of sticky rice, which can be used to wrap 20 catties of beans. Apart from sending a few relatives and friends, the rest of the food will be fine during next year's Qingming Festival. The second job is to bake pancakes, because this year there is a lot of fine grain, only 40 kilograms of corn seeds. These pancakes were both soft and hard. Eating one meal a few times in the first month could be considered a better life. The third job was to get out of it. This year, 60 kilograms of corn seeds soaked, after pushing the water mill, can be frozen into a ball, eating until the following April. Next year, the relatives came to visit. Nothing else, just some soup noodles, a fire spoon, and a large pancake. This was very normal. Moreover, they were all willing to take it. Because these things are rare in the city. So, are things expensive? The fourth job was to get a bag of beans and a bun. Steamed two big pots of bean buns and steamed buns, then took them outside to be frozen. He could take them whenever he wanted to eat them. It was very convenient. The fifth task is steamed steamed bread, steamed a pot of all kinds of steamed bread: some with jujube, a useful impression printed out. There are buddhist hand, floral roll, sugar triangle and so on. There were so many different kinds of things, and they were both beautiful and delicious. Of course, these jobs mostly focused on the mother. Ding Xiaofeng, the daughter-in-law, just needed to step a little bit.
The Zipeng family had killed a pig on the 28th of December. It weighed more than 200 catties and was not for sale at all. Apart from a portion for the guest, he had eaten a portion that day. The rest was kept under the head and hooves. In the first month of the month, guests came to eat and it was convenient to have all sorts of dishes. Do you think you can be unhappy? In addition, he killed three big roosters, each weighing more than six pounds. Apart from the one that he stewed on the night of the year 30, he only left behind to entertain the guests. In addition, also bought a knife fish, crocodiles, Minta fish, and a more than 6 lb large maha. He had never eaten this before, so he was going to have a hearty meal … In short, he had already bought everything he needed, so he didn't lack anything.
This year, Wang Zipeng bought firecrackers, fireworks the most. Usually only buy a hanging whip, carry a few kicks, spend 10 yuan 20 yuan. But this year was different, because there were so many joyous events that needed to be celebrated, so many must be bought. Only buying firecrackers for the Spring Festival this year cost more than 200 yuan. Buy a hanging 5000 head of earth red, a variety of fireworks of no less than 10. He said to his family:
”Nothing else but to celebrate our family's ginseng because it is growing well, has less disease, and has more seedlings to protect.”
Both the foster father and the mother were opposed to ginseng. But through two years of careful management, ginseng growth is very decent, foster father is also convinced. He said:
”Child, I never thought that you would make the ginseng so good. I admire you from the bottom of my heart.” Previously, when our troop planted ginseng, how could it be so good? There were too many seedlings, and the ones that grew were dull and thin. You've never done it before, and you've always been successful. ”Good child, you have a promising future. Just for this, we must celebrate this new year as well.”
Zi Peng heard this praise from the bottom of his heart, and his heart was filled with joy. It was even sweeter than eating honey. He took over the conversation and asked his adoptive father,
”Great sir, do you think I'm qualified to be a technician now?”
”Too qualified. If all the technicians could be like you, the ginseng wouldn't die. ”You can only make money, not lose money.”
”Sir, next fall, let's sell these five curtains of ginseng. If we can sell them for 5000 yuan, I will plant another ten curtains. What do you think?
”With your current level, putting aside the ten curtains, even fifty curtains won't be a problem. It's just that I'm afraid you won't be able to do it and you'll be rich. Just get me a 10 curtain 20. Slowly develop and raise him from a small point of view. He cannot eat a fatty in one bite. ”
”Good, in that case, we really need to have a happy Spring Festival with our whole family. When the time comes, you must drink two cups more. ”
”Of course, of course.”
It was New Year's Eve, December 30, 1987. After Wang Zipeng finished breakfast, he finished the paste. One was to stick to the Spring Festival couplet, the other was to paste lanterns. Paste a big lantern, light a 200-degree bulb, so that the small yard in the ravine is also bright. At 9 a.m., the warm sun was shining down from the sky. This was the best time to post the Spring Festival couplet. Otherwise, it would be frozen if you spread the paste on it. The Spring Festival Gala was written as follows:
”The policy of getting rich in the spring winds and rains is very warm. The sun shines on the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles, the weather is new.” ”In other words, it would be 'full spring on the land'.”
With the Spring Festival couplet posted, it was time for the Spring Festival. After the Spring Festival couplet was posted, Zi Peng was in his room, burning lanterns. This lantern was welded with the number eight iron wire in Power plant. It was 40 cm tall and 60 cm wide. There was not much left of the two pieces of red paper. On the outside of the red paper were the four ”auspicious and auspicious” flowers that his mother had cut with yellow colored paper. Mother's hands are so coincidental. After cutting the cages and the tassels of the lanterns, they were glued to them. It was so beautiful, so beautiful. Lantern tassels are also cut with yellow paper, more than 2 feet long, hanging from the lantern pole, wind, the tassels floating up.
After finishing lunch, it was already past 2 o'clock. The weather for the Spring Festival was especially short. It was only 2 o'clock, as if the sky was about to turn dark. At this moment, Zi Peng still had one more task to complete: go to two tombs. The first place was the stonecrop; this was the foster father. Every New Year's Day, Zi Peng would go to the grave to burn paper. The poor old man died before the reform. The stonecrop was more than five miles away from home, and it would take more than an hour to cycle back and forth. The second was Zi Peng's father, who had left his home seven miles behind nine houses in Taoyuan. Zi Peng's father died in 1961, so it wasn't too much to say that he starved to death …
Zi Peng went to the stonecrop to visit the grave. It was already past 5 o'clock when he returned. He came back to his father's grave. He knelt down and began to burn the paper. He talked to himself as he burned the paper:
”Father, unfilial son has come to bury you. Today is New Year's Eve, if you are aware in the underworld, you should keep the money. Buy some things to celebrate the new year. Do not treat yourself unfairly. Eat, drink. Dad, our family life is better now. If only you could live until now! Now the policy of the Party is to contract the land to the peasants and let them get rich. Sigh! Poor father, when you died, when I was still too young to eat to my heart's content, my 3 feet of intestines were only 2 and a half feet long, and it was you, the old man, who gave them to us to eat, only then did you die of hunger and exhaustion. It was all the fault of ”three years of natural disaster”, but it was also the fault of his son that he didn't have the capability. Father, can you forgive your son? Rest easy. ”
After Zi Peng finished speaking, the paper was also burnt to ashes. Then he put on a 1000 echo earth red, put in four more flash grenades and a few more kicks, then kneeled on the ground and kowtowed three times. Finally, he said, ”Dad, I'm going back.” It was already past 6 pm when he got on his bicycle and went back home.
Inside, the smell of stewed chicken assailed his nostrils. Zi Peng raised his nose. 'Ah, how fragrant!' At this time, the meal was ready. The family sat together happily as they ate their last meal on New Year's Eve.
Zi Peng looked at the table with his chopsticks and said, ”Hey!” It was too extravagant. There are stewed rooster, fried fish, braised beef, pig's feet, and salmon, a total of 12 dishes. Master, mother and Zi Peng were seated with their heads bowed; Ding Xiaofeng, eldest daughter, Cheng Hua, second daughter Tsinghua and Third daughter were sitting with their heads lowered. The family gathered together, talking and laughing.
Zi Peng could not drink white wine. A single sip would cause her face and neck to turn red. He poured herself a glass of champagne and poured herself a glass of white wine. Ding Xiaofeng poured another glass of champagne for her mother and three daughters. Zi Peng raised her wine cup and said,
”Today is New Year's Eve, so the days of our family's past few years are getting better and better. This is because of the old people's help, Family's joint efforts is inseparable, we'll drink whatever we can drink. Come! Old man, let me toast you. Thinking back to when I first came to the 6th team, ignorant, sometimes make you angry, there is something wrong, you have never seen the villain. ”At that time, it was all thanks to you coming here and there, moving here and there, that I was able to turn a crisis around and lay the foundation for today's good days.” After saying that, he turned to his mother and said: