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After dinner in the afternoon, it is time to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. In the Northeast, the New Year's Eve dinner must be dumplings.

The eight-treasure rice is eaten during the Chinese New Year in Shanghai. Of course, the local dish with thick oil and red sauce is indispensable.

Yang Mo and Su Mei prepared together, and the ingredients have been processed, such as boiled chicken and eight-treasure duck are considered cooked food, and some that are not cooked food should be kept simple.

In short, it is to do everything that can be done in advance as much as possible, and don't worry about not being able to do it at night.

Yang Mo prepared the fish for dinner, as long as it was warmed in the pot, everything else that needed to be prepared was also prepared.

In fact, the three of them can't eat much by themselves, but they pay attention to the leftovers in this meal at thirty nights, and they don't know CDs. In the Northeast, there is even a saying of a pressure cooker.

I have prepared everything that should be prepared, so there is nothing to do now, just wait for the dumplings at night.

Su Mei took three people to soak their feet, and she took two pairs of bright red socks: "Here, put them on after soaking your feet."

On this day, I basically wash up after dinner and put on new clothes.

If the conditions at home are not good, they will also wash their clothes clean and put them on this evening. Is it a new year and a new atmosphere?

Su Yang pushed Su Mei back to his room: "Just take care of yourself, you go to the bar, we clean up by ourselves."

Nonsense, there is a hot spring, who still uses a basin to soak their feet.

Seeing that Su Mei had soaked his feet, Su Yang went back to the house, locked the door, and Yang Mo took him to the space to soak in the hot spring.

Then put on new clothes and red socks, and began to wait for midnight, the arrival of the new year.

After leaving the space, Su Mei had already changed her clothes and was preparing melon seeds and sugar.

It is a small plate woven from bamboo, with melon seeds inside, peanuts on top, and a few candies sprinkled on top.

Unlike later generations, they were placed on a large plate according to their value. Candy cubes were the most expensive, so of course they were placed on the top, which was also the least.

But the Su family doesn't have any relatives, so not too many people will come, just some children in the alley.

These children also come to eat for the sake of eating. Why do children of later generations pay less New Year greetings, because there is no shortage of delicious food.

Yang Mo felt bored. There was no TV in this day and age, and there was no Spring Festival Gala. Apart from eating melon seeds, eating peanuts, candy, etc., there were really no ways to entertain.

When it got dark, it became even more boring. Seeing that Yang Mo was sleepy, Su Mei said to Su Yang, "Take Xiao Mo and walk around the street."

She didn't say rest. This night, if you can stay up for a while, you still have to stay up for a while. People in this era pay attention to this.

Su Yang put on Yang Mo's coat, and the two went out.

The big Shanghai stock market is really different. There is a lantern hanging at the door of every household. Of course, it is either an electric lamp or a lantern made by yourself. There are candles or oil lamps inside. It is just a small earthenware bowl with a wick inside. kind of.

Walking into the alley, all you can hear is the bustle of every household, and some children are also running around in the alley with small lanterns they made themselves.

These children are probably dressed for the best time of the year, and every child has the happiest smile on their faces.

There are not only delicious food, but also new clothes. These days are simply too happy for children.

Yang Mo remembered that in later generations, some people always said that the taste of the year was getting weaker and weaker, but this is actually true.

Nowadays, Chinese New Year is often a one-year expectation. In rural areas, pigs will be slaughtered so that they can eat something good. In cities, there are also various preparations, as well as so-called new clothes.

At this time, not all the family members are happy and lively.

In later generations, food is no worse than New Year’s Eve, clothes usually change seasons, and there are only a bunch of eliminated ones. Every Double Eleven, the shopping cart is afraid that it will not be full.

The most important thing is that firecrackers are not allowed to be set off. There is no festive atmosphere here.

So, these are really not as good as when supplies are in short supply.

"Let's go back and make a lantern too?" Yang Mo's eyes were hot, and he also wanted to make a lantern for fun.

Su Yang glanced at her, and said dotingly: "Okay, then make one."

The two went back to do it.

If this lantern does not pursue craftsmanship, it is actually very simple, just use bamboo strips to make a frame and chassis, then paste it with paper, and make a hook on it, it is very simple.

Yang Mo wanted to be a little different, so Su Yang was in charge of making the frame, so she found paper and painted on it.

To be honest, you have to use a brush to draw lines on red paper, otherwise you won't be able to see them at all.

There was no such thing at home, so Yang Mo went to the stove to find a stick of charcoal, and drew on the paper.

She who came from later generations has a little foundation and a little talent, so a little rabbit was drawn by her with a naive look.

When the lantern was ready, Su Yang found a piece of candle and lit it, put it in a pottery bowl, and then put it in the lantern. A not-so-simple lantern was ready.

Yang Mo was very happy to show Su Mei: "Sister, look, this is what Su Yang and I did."

Su Mei looked at Yang Mo's expression about to praise me, so of course she would not let her down.

"Well done, um, especially the drawing, this little pig is very cute."

Yang Mo's mood suddenly became unbeautiful.

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Soon it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner, and Yang Mo's unhappiness had already passed away.

Together with Su Mei, the two of them started working in the kitchen, while Su Yang fired cannons in the yard.

The sound of firecrackers at this time is obviously more than that during the day, and every household will put up a hanger at this time.

The crackling sound can be heard endlessly, one after another, as if announcing that the new year has really arrived.

Su Yang not only set off firecrackers, but also set off a lot of Ertijiao,

This thing is called Shuangxiang in many places. When small gunpowder was used in ancient times, people held it in their hands.

Yang Mo watched Su Yang pinch and let it go, and she was startled at the time, and then told Su Yang with a very serious face, that this must be placed on the ground, and it must not be held in his hand.

Seeing that Yang Mo was serious, Su Yang also got angry, so he swore that he would put them all on the ground in the future.

This is not to blame for Yang Mo's anger. At this time, the second kicker used very powerful gunpowder in order to pursue the sound, and there were often direct explosions, which was a great safety hazard.

What Yang Mo didn't know was that on this night, there were several patients with hand injuries in Shanghai Hospital.

Of course, these have nothing to do with the small courtyard of the Su family. Su Yang never pretends to be machismo in these matters. If he wants to force it, he always puts it on the ground, ignites it, and then runs away.

After the cannons were set off, it was time for the New Year’s Eve dinner. There was a large table full of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish, stewed vegetables with meatballs, family portrait soup, and eight-treasure rice.

Su Yang opened a jar of Chongming Old Baijiu, poured it for Su Mei and himself, and poured a glass of birch juice from Maoziguo for Yang Mo.

"Come on, wish us a happy new year, cheers."

"cheers!"

The three of them had happy smiles, and the cups collided together, making a crisp sound, which seemed to indicate that the days were getting better and better...