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Chapter 370 Taste of the Year
Time always goes by quickly after the holidays.

In the blink of an eye.

More than half of Jiang Chen's vacation has passed.

Today is the third day of the first lunar month.

Whether on the roadside or in the fields, there are scraps of firecrackers everywhere.

These are not confetti.

But it has a strong flavor of the New Year.

The weather is nice today.

sunny.

It happens to be the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, many people have come out of their homes, calling friends to go out for a walk and chat.

The New Year atmosphere has not only not faded, but has become stronger and stronger.

There were even many Miao compatriots wearing traditional Miao costumes on the road. They were in groups of three or five, like groups of butterflies, gathering in a certain direction along the road.

Qianzhou is a multi-ethnic province.

Luzhou City is no exception.

So although Jiang Chen is of Han nationality, his village is also a traditional Han village. However, in some mountainous areas far away from the highway, there are many ethnic minority villages hidden.

Not far from Jiang Chen's home is a small hill called "Huachangpo", which has been a "holy place" for the Miao ethnic minority within a radius of hundreds of miles for hundreds of years.

From the third to the sixth day of the first lunar month every year.

Miao people from hundreds of miles around would gather on this small hill.

While singing and dancing and celebrating the Spring Festival, people are also expanding their "circle of friends".

Yes.

'Huachangpo' is actually a large-scale dating platform.

Specially provide convenience for Miao compatriots to make friends (fall in love).

So these three days are also called - picking flowers.

However, the Miao people are not as closed-minded as they were 10 or 20 years ago.

As a large number of young people go out to study and work, they no longer have to rely on "picking flowers" to make friends and fall in love.

Therefore, in the past ten years or so, the social function of "Caihua" has faded, and now it is more like a large-scale multi-ethnic entertainment "stage".

Because during these days there will be thousands of Miao girls wearing traditional costumes.

They are like beautiful butterflies.

It is pleasing to the eye.

So 'picking flowers' certainly doesn't just appeal to Miao boys.

Others will come to join in the fun.

Therefore, Hetao Village, a remote mountain village about 40 to 50 kilometers away from the city, has an astonishingly large flow of people during the three days of "picking flowers".

According to incomplete statistics.

During the three days of 'picking flowers', the number of people visiting Walnut Village was at least over 100,000.

Jiang Chen's house is right next to the highway.

So early in the morning, he moved a lounge chair and sat in the yard.

Next to the lounge chair was a cup of tea and a small plate of melon seeds.

While eating melon seeds, I admired the flocks of butterflies flying past my doorstep.

Very pleasant.

But his good days did not last long.

Not a moment later.

A sarcastic voice sounded beside my ears, "Hey, melon seeds and tea, you really know how to enjoy yourself."

"But Master Jiang, can you please spit the melon seed shells you eat into the trash can?"

"Vomit everywhere."

"You are relieved. It's not you who has to sweep the yard anyway."

Jiang Chen looked up at Jiang Mei, who was standing beside him with her hands on her hips.

After a sigh.

sat up.

"If you want to scold me, just do it. No need to make excuses or follow procedures."

Jiang Mei rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think I like scolding you? Get out of the way, it's so dirty."

Done.

She pretended to hold a broom and started sweeping at Jiang Chen's feet.

Jiang Chen was helpless.

I had no choice but to stand up.

When Jiang Mei saw him stand up, she didn't pretend to sweep the yard, but sat down on the recliner.

Then he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started eating them.

While eating, he spat the shells into the yard.

Jiang Chen was stunned when he saw this, and then he felt unwell instantly.

Pointing at Jiang Mei, he said, "How can you be so shameless?"

Jiang Mei acted as if she didn't hear it.

He even picked up the teacup next to her and took a sip.

Then he frowned and said, "It's so bitter, why did you put so much tea leaves in it?"

"Mom, isn't your daughter too bullying?" Jiang Chen stamped his feet and yelled towards the living room.

living room.

Mother Jiang is making dumplings.

Seeing Jiang Chen's "complaint", he immediately frowned and said, "What's wrong with you letting your sister do what she wants? You are already a grown-up, and you still want to snatch things from your sister."

Jiang Chen???

Did I steal her things?
Didn't she steal my things?

I am a victim!

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Mei, who had a smug look on her face, like a villain who had succeeded.

I suddenly felt that this world was not worth living.

I can't stay in this house anymore.

Yes.

He really enjoyed 'emperor-like' treatment in the first two days after returning home.

But I only enjoyed it for two days.

On the third day, his family's position suddenly dropped from "emperor" to being hated by everyone.

As for Jiang Mei?

She is still the high and mighty eldest princess of the Jiang family.

Since there's no way to stay at home, let's run away.

"Wangcai, come on, let's go out for a walk with your dad." Jiang Chen kicked the little yellow dog basking in the sun in the yard and said.

The yellow dog looked up at him.

Sure enough, he stood up.

Following behind him happily.

One person and one dog.

He walked out of the yard dejectedly.

After leaving the yard, he came to the small square next to his house.

There are already quite a few people in the small square now.

But most of them are little brats.

These days, the little kids got lucky money and had a lot of money, so they bought a lot of firecrackers and put them in their pockets.

After taking a few steps, he threw out a firecracker.

Then cover your ears before the firecracker explodes.

If the firecrackers scared others, they would immediately burst into a gloating laugh.

See this scene.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered his childhood.

It was better to celebrate the Spring Festival when I was a child.

Stick the firecracker in the cow dung, light it, run far away before it explodes, and then look back to see the cow dung flying everywhere.

Uh!
Fried cow dung should be a unified way of playing across the country.

But Jiang Chen was a bit naughty when he was young.

He not only fried cow dung, but also liked to fry everything he saw.

For example, the cabbage in the vegetable garden, the poultry and the local dog from the neighbor's house.

He even didn't spare the New Year pigs in the pigsty.

One time he emptied a box of Jiang's father's cigarettes, stuffed it with firecrackers, and then refilled it with tobacco.

While playing mahjong with others, Jiang's father took out a cigarette box and distributed cigarettes to others.

Then there were crackling explosions in his living room.

Father Jiang and his mahjong friends were all covered in dust and dirt.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen was so happy that he couldn't straighten his back.

But he didn't feel happy for long.

Because more than half a minute later.

Then, the sound of pig-slaughtering cries came from his living room.

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ps: I went back to my hometown yesterday to attend a funeral. While keeping vigil at the funeral hall, I watched the Chinese national football match on my mobile phone. I was disheartened when they were defeated in the 87th minute, but I never expected that there would be a sudden turn of events. Bahrain's goal was ruled offside, and then the Chinese national football team scored a golden goal and defeated Bahrain.

Then I laughed like a fool in the mourning hall and almost got scolded by my mother.

(End of this chapter)