Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 77 076 Temple Fair

Early on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Zhitong got up to sweep the snow.

Although the snow has stopped, it has accumulated a thick layer all night long.

Looking at the snow in front of him, Tang Zhitong was not worried, but rather sighed. How many years had he not seen such heavy snow?

Tang Zhitong remembers that when he was in elementary school, there were articles praising "snow" in Chinese textbooks, such as "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest" and "Three-layer wheat quilt in winter, sleeping with steamed buns on your pillow next year" and so on.

Tang Zhitong used to eat corn as his main food when he was a child, and he was particularly fond of steamed buns, so at that time he was particularly looking forward to the snow. Not only was he looking forward to playing, but he was also looking forward to eating steamed buns.

Life is getting better and better, the temperature is getting more and more abnormal, and the snow is getting less and less...

Pick up the broom and sweep out the path in the yard, and let the rest take its course.

As the saying goes, if the snow does not get cold, the snow will become cold. Let the snow melt slowly, which can freeze to death many pests and insect eggs that have been dormant under the snow for the winter, which is beneficial and harmless.

When the Dongbianmen was demolished last year, Tang Zhitong collected a lot of blue bricks and paved a three-way road in the yard. The main road ran from the gate to the house door, and the branch road ran from the middle of the main road to the toilet in the southwest corner.

Because they grow vegetables in the yard, the Tang family has always used their own toilet instead of going to the public toilet outside, just for the little soil fertilizer.

After sweeping the yard, Tang Zhitong went to sweep the main road at the gate. Neighbors who got up early were already busy there.

"Happy New Year, Uncle Ma. Have you eaten?" Tang Zhitong saw that his neighbor, Uncle Ma, had already started cleaning, not only in front of his own door, but also in front of Tang's house.

"Eat. You woke up very early." Uncle Ma paused, straightened up, and clenched his fist to hammer his lower back.

"I can't compare to you. You rest first, I'll clean the rest." Tang Zhitong is the kind of person who respects me a foot and I respect others a foot. Uncle Ma helped sweep the door, so he couldn't just clean the door. Watch and wrap up the rest yourself.

"It's done, I can't do it anymore." Uncle Ma was not polite to Tang Zhitong. The two families had been neighbors for more than [-] years, and they knew each other's temperaments well and got along well with each other.

"If you ask me, it would be nice for you to enjoy the happiness at home, drink tea and tease your grandson." Tang Zhitong was busy with his hands and his mouth was not idle.

"You can still move, but you can't eat dry food. I heard the third brother said that you have found a partner. Alas, I am almost worried about your third brother. I introduced him to one and said he didn't like it, and then introduced another one and still didn't like it. The matchmakers are no longer willing to take over, so when will we get married?" After beating his waist, Uncle Ma went to the cellar with Tang Zhitong on a broom.

"Don't worry, my third brother won't have to worry about finding a partner. He will find whatever he wants next year at the latest." Tang Zhitong kept working and told Uncle Ma what was in his heart.

"But pull him down. If he can find someone, I'll be satisfied, but I don't dare to pick." Uncle Ma didn't get the implication of Tang Zhitong's words.

"That means the marriage has not come yet, so don't worry. The third brother is half a year older than me and is less than twenty. In an employer like theirs, getting married before the legal marriage age will affect progress." Tang Zhitong sincerely advised. , he himself doesn't care, he only pursues limited progress. The higher he climbs, the harder he falls. It is enough to take care of the whole family.

"Is there still such a thing?" Although Uncle Ma asked, he believed it [-]% of the time. Now that Guzi has become a deliveryman, her social status is high and her words have weight.

"How dare I lie to you?" Tang Zhitong danced with his broom very fast, sweeping the snow from the alley to both sides.

"Then just wait." Uncle Ma agreed cheerfully. The only place in the family that was good was the third child's apartment, which couldn't even get in. It was the pride of the whole family.

While the two were chatting, a group of little boys who couldn't help but get up early to set off firecrackers rushed past and stuffed their small whips into the snow piles piled up by Uncle Ma. The sound of "poof" is not as loud as farting. "Little bastard, go and play on the side. Don't let the snow that has just been swept get in trouble." Uncle Ma cursed, but he rubbed his eldest grandson's head with his hand and drove him away without looking angry at all.

The little bastards weren't angry either, they were running around the alley playing happily.

The pavement of the street was briefly hardened a while ago, and small stones and broken bricks were mixed in, making it impossible to make it slippery, so the children were missing an after-snow entertainment item.

But the children's childhood fun will not be reduced because of this, and they can also play in a variety of ways.

Some people hold a snowball, then put a small whip inside and light it, wait for the small whip to explode the snowball, and then hold another one, taking the trouble.

Some put small whips into the stone grinding holes at the roof of the house and lit them, some stepped on them with their feet, some held small whips, lit them and then threw them at domestic dogs and cats on the roadside, and some simply competed to see who could throw them. far away...

If you don't have firecrackers, you can play with bricks and sticks for a whole day.

Uncle Ma couldn't stand the cold, so he chatted with Tang Zhitong for a few words and then went home to warm up.

After Tang Zhitong finished sweeping the snow, he went home for dinner.

Breakfast was dumplings stuffed with cabbage, tofu and oil residue. When Tang Zhitong was making the stuffing yesterday, he added half a spoonful of hot lard to it, which tasted delicious.

Generally speaking, the next step after breakfast is New Year greetings. This New Year greeting is not between neighbors, but between close relatives with the same surname.

The Tang family is an outsider and the population is small, so the front door is deserted.

"Let's go to the temple fair?" Tang Zhitong suggested that it would be boring to be embarrassed.

In Tang Zhitong's impression, temple fairs in the inner and outer cities are not uncommon. The Huguo Temple Fair and the Baita Temple Fair are non-stop all year round.

护国寺庙会每逢1、2、7、8、9、10举办，白塔寺庙会每逢3、4、5、6开市。也可以理解为护国寺庙会蹲完，白塔寺庙会蹲，白塔寺庙会蹲完护国寺庙会蹲……

There are only two exceptions throughout the year. One is the Pantaogong Temple Fair near Tang Zhitong's home. It starts on the first day of March every year and lasts for five days. It includes horse racing, stilts, drama, and acrobatics. It is the first choice for spring outings for people in the Forty-Nine Cities; the other is the Factory Fair. The Dian Temple Fair is held on the first day of the Lunar New Year every year.

When the two sisters heard this, they naturally wanted to go and looked at Zhang Guifang expectantly.

"You go ahead. I'm impatient with the crowd and will wait for you at home." Zhang Guifang didn't want to go, but she also didn't want to spoil the children's interest. She took out two dollars from the drawer and handed it to Tang Zhitong: "Euclidean, keep an eye on her." You two, let’s have lunch at the temple fair while I relax at home.”

Since Zhang Guifang didn't want to go, Tang Zhitong didn't force her and took a younger sister to the temple fair.

The two sisters are dressed neatly, but the clothes are not new. Starting from the end of last year, there have been fewer cloth stamps issued. The family does not have enough cloth stamps to make new clothes for the children, so they can only starch and wash the old clothes and make do with them. Fortunately, the two sisters were sensible and didn't make any trouble.

　I really envy those authors who have family support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)