cannon fodder love

Chapter 157 The Dream of Dwelling 19
There are too many things I want to say about the little things in ordinary life. In a blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year is coming, and the students are all on vacation.

A holiday means that you don't have to get up so early to go to school, and you can stay at home all day.

Almost every household in the countryside has a kang. When it is not too cold, my mother does not burn the kang, and occasionally uses an electric mattress if it is too cold.

Only in winter, my mother will spread bedding on the kang, which is connected to the bottom of the pot. Every time I make breakfast, my mother will stuff a few corn cobs from the bottom of the pot, so that the kang can be hot for a day.

When it is cold, it is a kind of happiness to be able to lie on the hot kang, do homework or play.

There are six people in the family, and it is not enough to sleep on the kang, so most people still sleep in the original room. Only during the day, the whole family goes to the kang to play and do homework.

The mother knits sweaters for the children with wool. The mother's hands are very skillful. The hats worn by the three sisters were crocheted by the mother, and the flowers on the insoles were also embroidered by the mother herself.

Before dawn, An Yanbing heard a few pitiful pig bleats, and then she remembered that her mother told her father last night that she would invite someone to kill the pig today.

Presumably at this moment, the big fat pig that my family has raised for almost a year has been slaughtered.

An Yanbing couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at the moment. To be honest, she sympathized with the pig's fate, but she couldn't change anything. She couldn't tell people not to eat any meat.

There were chattering voices outside the door, An Yanbing couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she simply got up.

When I came to the door, I saw a big wooden barrel in front of the door. The barrel was steaming. Several men were shaving pigs, and my father was there to help.

An Yanbing knew that the pig would be disemboweled next, so she didn't dare to look at it anymore, and couldn't bear to look at it.

When she came to the kitchen, her mother was busy boiling water, her sister was helping to boil the pot, and a pot of pig blood was put aside.

The mother has a smile on her face, the price of pork is good this year, so this pig must be able to sell for some money.

An Yanbing saw that she had nothing to do, so she went back to the room.

"Woooo..." An Yanbing heard crying.

"Who is crying?" An Yanbing looked around, and saw a pig in the corner, to be precise, it was the soul of her own pig that was slaughtered.

"So you raised me just to kill me, I hate you." Pig raised his head and said resentfully.

"Even if we don't raise you, other people will raise you. If you are a pig, you can't escape the fate of being killed. You die early and reincarnate early. You are complaining about others here. You might as well report to the underworld early. You have suffered in this life. Believe me A lifetime, waiting for you will be a good life..." An Yanbing enlightened.

"Okay, I'll go to the underworld..." Pig looked at his body again, turned and left.

"Congratulations to the host for accumulating merit..." Meng Lu's voice rang in her ears.

"What can merit do?" An Yanbing asked in confusion.

"Hasn't the host heard that good people are rewarded? With merit, you will have unexpected surprises after rebirth." Meng Lu explained.

"Oh, that's right." An Yanbing smiled and nodded, it seemed that she would accumulate more merits in the future.

An Yanbing came to the door again, but the person who helped butcher had already left, and there was only the big wooden barrel left in front of the door.

The pig was gone too, probably because my father pushed it to the street and sold it.

It was still early, An Yanshui returned to the room, staring at the ceiling boredly.

After a while, my father came back happily. The rack cart was empty, and it seemed that the meat was sold out.

"Is all the meat sold?" Mother asked with a smile.

"Well, this is money for selling meat." The father handed a stack of thick paper coins to the mother.

"How much is this?" Mother asked excitedly.

"More than 1000, Yu Ting, this money is almost catching up with my salary." Father's face was full of unstoppable joy.

"Great, with this money we can have a good year, you can buy couplets after dinner, and buy more cannons, this year we will have a good celebration." After finishing speaking, the mother took the money and entered the room.

After breakfast, my father went shopping on the street, while my mother was chopping meat in the kitchen to prepare dumplings for the first day of the new year.

An Yanbing and her sister were busy cleaning the rooms. This is the particularity of northerners. They like to clean and wipe the inside and outside of the house on New Year's Eve. On New Year's Day, they don't move. broom.

As soon as the sisters finished cleaning, their father came back, and the two helped him paste the couplets.

After lunch, steamed buns began. Today, not only steamed meat buns, but also various offerings, such as jujube buns, and various animal-shaped buns.

It was so busy until the afternoon, people kept passing by the door of the house, An Yanbing knew that these people were going to visit the grave.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the uncle came to call my father, and my mother gave the paper and incense that had been prepared to my father, and my father went to the grave with my uncle.

"Let's not wait for your dad, let's eat." Mother put the food on the table.Because after my father went to the grave, he would go directly to the uncle's house to watch the night and eat there. Going to the grave means picking up the ancestors, and then directly bringing the ancestors to the uncle's house, where they will celebrate the New Year with the ancestors, so they cannot go home halfway .

Today's meal is very rich, probably because the pigs were slaughtered this year, and my mother deliberately left a lot of meat, and there are meat in several dishes.

An Yanbing picked up a piece of meat and was about to eat it, when she suddenly remembered the sad look on the pig's face when it left, and she couldn't swallow it.

An Yanbing closed her eyes, used her spiritual power to remove the memory of the pig in her mind, and then ate the pork beautifully.

After drinking a bowl of porridge and eating three meat buns, An Yanbing stood up contentedly.

After dinner, several people sat in the room, set up a table, and made dumplings while watching TV.

Because I got up early in the morning on the first day of the new year, I was afraid that it would be too late to make dumplings.

There is a stove in the room, and a few sitting by the stove, it doesn't feel so cold.

My elder sister rolled out the dough, An Yanbing and her mother made dumplings, each placed a large plate beside them, and put the wrapped dumplings on the plate.

The younger sister and younger brother sat on the bed with electric mattresses, smiling and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

With a TV, the whole family's leisure time is much more interesting.

Watching the TV, An Yanbing thought of mobile phones and computers. Unfortunately, there were no mobile phones and computers in the market at that time, but most people couldn't afford them.

Forget it, I will buy these two in a few years.

Several people were busy for several hours, and finally finished making dumplings. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and in two hours, it would be the New Year.

A few people were sitting there watching TV. When the father came back, the mother took out candies and melon seeds, etc. They were eating and watching TV.

Mother stood up, picked up incense and candles to worship.For example, the God of Wealth and the Kitchen God are respected in the kitchen, the Dragon King is in the courtyard, and the Door God is at the door. My mother has always believed in Buddhism and respects these every year.

Soon, two hours passed, and my father picked up the cannon and fired it.

The whole family came to the door and watched my father set off the cannons. At this time, there were many beautiful fireworks in the sky, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time in the ears of the few people. It seemed that the whole village was celebrating the New Year.

The younger brother is young, so his father specially bought him a candy cannon that children like to play with, that is, a candy cannon. As long as you throw it hard on the ground, the cannon will go off.

Father tied the firecracker to a stick, lit it and ran away.

An Yanbing was afraid of hearing the sound of the cannon, so she hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, her sister also covered her ears with her hands, and her mother covered her younger brother's ears with her hands.

Only the younger sister was courageous, not only did not cover her ears, but also boldly ordered other guns.

After setting off the cannon, my mother took the incense and went to the temple to grab the first candle. I heard that the person who lights the first candle will have her wish come true...

(End of this chapter)