There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

New Year's Eve is a reunion day for thousands of families. This year's New Year's Eve has become a reunion festival for the whole village.

On the day when the old boss killed the pig, the old captain had already planned to have a good year this year, to avoid bad luck, hope for a good harvest in the coming year, and specially reserved a pig for the New Year's Eve.

In the public canteen of Zhangjia Village, many daughters-in-law of the village began to be busy in the kitchen. One by one, they showed their unique skills and decided to gather the elbow, carp, ribs, and chicken among the four must-have items. If the elbow is not enough, use pig's trotters to make it up. The hen is cut into small pieces and more mushrooms are added, and the ribs are not more radishes.

A burst of fragrance wafted out, making all the children in the village sniff around and no one wanted to leave, waiting eagerly for the dark.

Holding a long pipe, the old captain walked around the village, smelling the fragrance in the air, and nodded in satisfaction. But I thought to myself that the dumplings will be served later tonight, so that everyone can fill their stomachs with some oil and water first, otherwise it is really not enough for everyone to eat. There are not many bean buns and steamed buns to share with the children, and the adults just make do with the buns.

Looking at the group of slobbering children in front of him, he looked up to the back, and he walked out of the cafeteria slowly. This important matter of ancestor worship had to be discussed with the old patriarch and the others.

Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, after today is another new year. Everyone in Zhangjia Village couldn't understand the sadness of the old captain, and every household was happy to put up New Year pictures, door couplets, hanging money, and window papers.

Zhou Jiao enjoyed it even more. At this time, she happily held a piece of red paper that read The storehouse is full of grain and pasted it on the grain hoard. Seeing that it was empty, she ingeniously put a basket of five-color miscellaneous grains in it. Entry and exit safely on the bicycle, and full of eggs on the chicken ring, she posted it whenever she could think of it.

Standing in the yard, Zhou Jiao looked at the red blessing characters on the walls and doors, at the red window paper on the windows, and at her son in red playing in the snow in the yard—this strong New Year flavor with joy.

Zhang Guoqing came out of the kitchen, looked at the cheerful Zhou Jiao, and smiled knowingly.

Son, don't play for now. Let's pack up and go to the old home.

Seeing him safely, Ping An throws himself on top of him happily.

Zhang Guoqing happily hugged his son around a few times, embraced his wife, and walked to the living room, We're going to the village tonight for a New Year's dinner, do we want to bring something there?

I'll ask my parents later to see how the eldest and the second family will deal with it. Let's add some more according to their gifts, so don't go out of line. Do we really have to watch the night with our parents tonight?

I always feel that something is wrong if I don't stay at home to watch the night during the Chinese New Year. I will ask my parents later if they want to come. If they don't come, it's fine. The old captain of the village also asked everyone to have a New Year's Eve dinner early, and each family brought a bowl of dumplings to go back to watch the night.

Zhou Jiao brought up the new clothes and four-color gifts prepared for Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, and said with a smile: We are not in the old home tonight, so they will probably come to our house. Go and see first.

Have you prepared your New Year's wallet for your parents?

Okay, nine yuan per person. Take the meaning of eternal life, should it be related to old age and longevity?

Zhang Guoqing saw her blinking and hesitated, and rubbed her head, Very good, just right.

Zhou Jiao said proudly: In addition to this, I also prepared new ten-yuan bills for my mother, ranging from one cent to ten cents, and reserved them for giving her New Year's money in the first month.

Zhang Guoqing wiped the child's face, smeared it with Harry oil, hugged him, and said with a smile: Well, it's good. Let the mother see who is comfortable and who is not pleasing to the eye. Give a point.

The couple took their children and went to the nursing home slowly.

Before reaching the main room, I heard Zhang Laoer laughing loudly.

No, Cao Cao is here, and Cao Cao is here. Xiao Wu, you two came just in time. I gave my parents lucky money, but they didn't want it.

Mom, you take it with Dad. For joy, celebrate the new year, press the age, and bless you two elders with a long life. After Zhou Jiao finished speaking, she put the things down directly and took the child.

Mother Zhang smiled and shook her head, I will give it to my parents when they are old, but I don't need it now.

Seeing that no one else was there except Zhang's second child, Zhou Jiao said, Brothers are filial to you and father, and you keep them happily. Just stay by your side, and buy candy to coax the children to play with.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Jiao compared his pockets to Zhang Guoqing, and went out to the kitchen.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing touched his pocket, put it on the kang with a smile, took out a bunch of new banknotes and two red envelopes from his pocket, and pushed them to Zhang's mother along with the gifts.

Why Xiaowu?

Mom, don't push around. You scared Jiaojiao away without looking at her. The new banknotes are from her to the bank to exchange for your new year's money. The two red envelopes are meant to be auspicious, and they are not much money. You and Dad keep them.

Father Zhang reached out to pick up a roll of money, and handed it to his wife with a smile, Here, it's quite rare to give the children New Year's money. You go back to your mother's house in the first month and send it here.

Zhang Lao Er joked, Mother, go to uncle's house, and give more to anyone who likes it, and then ask Xiao Wu and the others for it. Xiao Wu, why did you think of changing the money without notifying me?

Zhang Guoqing smiled and did not answer. Zhou Jiao didn't go to exchange for new banknotes on purpose, but just happened to receive lucky money from relatives in the capital, and went to the post office to get the money.

It's not easy for him to say that. His son's new year's money is still more with his father-in-law. If it weren't for the fear that the tree would attract the wind, it would probably frighten the people in the county post office.

Zhang Guoqing changed the subject and asked what gifts his family would bring to the village tonight. Otherwise, it would be a shame to have so many people passing by.

Mother Zhang laughed when she heard this. She had already prepared rations and handed them over to the village. This silly child even forgot that her family had donated an old sow and a lot of chickens.

The bell rang early for dinner, and Father Zhang led a large family to the cafeteria.

At this time, the cafeteria was very lively, just like the ancestor worship ceremony held in previous years.

Dozens of tables are crowded together, and there are four big dishes on each table, pork and hoof stew, braised carp, pork ribs stewed radish, hen mushroom soup, pork sauerkraut stewed vermicelli, and ground three delicacies.

The rare and sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner made people forget their sorrows, and people of all ages were smiling happily. Even if there are only radishes in the pork rib stewed radish, even if there is only one or two pieces of meat in the hen stewed mushroom, even if the braised carp cannot be started for metaphor, it still cannot prevent everyone from celebrating the New Year.

The only jar of wine left in the village honored the elders who served it. The rowdy young people poured hot water as wine and had fun while suffering.

The aunts and aunts working in the kitchen came out with a few wooden trays, which contained the staple food of corn bread and corn cakes. Adults have five buns and two tortillas; children have two buns and two tortillas. Fortunately, the corn porridge is full at night, and it is finally a little happy for the New Year.

The happiest thing is that the children got an extra steamed bun and two sticky bean buns.

All of a sudden, the children scrambled and yelled, for fear of missing it. That anxious appearance caused people around to laugh.

If you really want Zhou Jiao to say, this is not as real as the previous pig-killing dishes. But everyone's picture is happiness, the picture is reunion, and the picture is the fun of celebrating the new year.

The hunt in Zhangjiacun a few years ago had an advantage. Compared with other places, the people backing the mountain would not be too short of oil and water. Therefore, everyone will try their best to give the children all the meat and bones that can be counted on the table.

None of the grown-ups is willing to reach in. Even some of the best products in the village will not risk the disgrace of the world and arouse everyone's disgust.

This day is a children's festival, and it is a reunion day for the elders to guard their children and grandchildren for thousands of years.

There are elders in the family, saving a bite of meat, looking at their children and grandchildren happily, is it not a kind of love.