Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 139 Happy Chinese New Year

On New Year's Eve, according to local customs, the New Year's Eve dinner is prepared from noon, and if there are deceased relatives in the family, offerings are also prepared to invite the family hall.Meng Qingliang took out the photo of his dead wife with a face full of thought, and gently wiped the black photo frame with his hands.In the black and white photo, there is a young and beautiful face.

"Oh, this is a photo taken just after your mother gave birth to you. It's been 30 years!" His tone was full of sadness from memories. His wife had passed away for 12 years. She accompanied her through the most difficult days of life. She has known each other for nearly 20 years, and they have a well-behaved and filial daughter together.

"Hmm!" Meng Zhen looked at her father with complicated emotions. Although she accepted Han Chunyan on the surface, she couldn't help being sad when she saw the two of them loving each other, especially after they had another child. I wonder if my father has forgotten my mother.Today I saw that my father brought my mother's photo with me, and his eyes were full of nostalgia. I recalled how my father took good care of her when my mother was ill, and felt that I should not doubt his old man.After all, my mother has gone, and my father has the right to pursue happiness again.

Meng Qingliang put the photo frame in place, put on the incense burner, put [-]% full of millet in the incense burner, lit three sticks of incense and inserted it.Meng Zhen was busy arranging the offerings, and the offerings were also very particular. The New Year's offerings were different from those used to go to the grave. During the New Year's Eve, a whole stewed chicken and a whole carp were prepared, followed by fresh fruits and pastries.

At dusk, Meng Zhen put the freshly made dumplings into small bowls, put a few in each bowl, filled three bowls in total, and put them in front of his mother's portrait. Meng Qingliang took out a knife of fire paper, He put an iron basin in the direction of his hometown, put the fire paper in it and lit it slowly, and whispered in his mouth: "Shufang, go home for the New Year!"

The fire paper burned and turned into ashes in an instant. Meng Qingliang poured the dumpling soup from each bowl into the basin, and said to Meng Zhen and Zheng Jian, "Eat, finish all the dumplings!"

As he said that, he also took a pair of chopsticks, three small bowls, one for each person, and started eating dumplings.After eating the dumplings, it is considered that the invitation to the family hall has been completed, and then the New Year's Eve dinner is prepared.Looking at the people in the photo frame, Han Chunyan was filled with emotion.Zhenzhen's mother and she are both neighbors, and they usually have a good relationship. She never thought that one day she would face such a scene.She devoutly lit a note of incense, and silently made a wish to her portrait: Sister Shufang, don't worry, I will take good care of Lao Meng, Zhenzhen.

The New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by everyone, and the dishes were very rich, and the big round table was full.The TV was also on, and the Spring Festival special had been playing on the TV since the morning, and the hosts of the show also changed into festive Tang suits, a man and a woman matched and explained the folk customs of various places.

After Meng Zhen and Han Chunyan arranged the dishes, the family began to eat.The firecrackers outside also began to crackle, and the colorful fireworks bloomed beautifully in the black night.

Meng Xiangzhu's face is also colorful, blue and purple, his hair has been cut short, and the feather duster has turned into a flower carpet. At this moment, he is looking at Wang Zhixing who is eating vegetables and drinking.

"Hehe, don't look at me with that kind of look. We agreed before that the person with hard fists has the final say. Now wash your face and eat honestly. If you are still not convinced, let's make gestures again?!"

Wang Zhixing looked at him with a smile, the chopsticks in his hand didn't stop, yes, the meatballs are fried well.

"..." Meng Xiangzhu swallowed as he looked at the food on the table. Thinking of the pain in his body, he realized how hard Wang Erlang's fists were and how black his hands were.

"Hmph, if I were you, I should eat and drink, and if I have enough energy, I will continue to fight!"

Meng Xiangzhu also snorted, went to the water pipe outside to wash his hands, came back, grabbed the chopsticks on the table, and started eating.The sound of firecrackers outside continued one after another, and every family gathered together to watch TV and eat New Year's Eve dinner.In the past, Grandpa Six cared about him, but now Grandpa is gone too.Tears began to flash in his eyes. A child as old as him should be acting like a baby in the arms of his parents, but he...

Wang Zhixing pretended not to see his momentary fragility. He didn't know what was going on. When he saw this kid, he felt like he saw himself ten years ago. Therefore, after he was caught climbing over the wall, he didn't take him away. Instead of driving him away, he deliberately provoked him and urged him to stay.Alas, anyway, I am celebrating the New Year alone, and it can be more lively with one more person, although this kid doesn't appreciate it.

After dinner, Zheng Jian moved all the firecrackers and fireworks bought from the market to the yard, and he and his father started busy setting off firecrackers and lighting fireworks.This year is the first New Year since they moved to Zhoujiazhuang, and Meng Zhen's career is doing very well, Zheng Jian has also found the direction of his efforts, and his wife has a child again, so Meng's father is very happy.Originally, this kind of firecrackers were all done by Zheng Jian, and he also participated enthusiastically. He found a bamboo pole from the corner, hung the disassembled firecrackers on one end of the bamboo pole, and carefully took it outside.

After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, Meng Zhen came to the porch with Meng Xiang in his arms. Today, Xiao Xiangxiang is also extraordinarily energetic. She usually goes to bed at this time. I don’t know if she also feels the joy of the New Year, and keeps her eyes wide open. Watching TV programs with open eyes, and sometimes yelling "ahhh" together.

Meng Zhen protected the child's ears. After a while, loud firecrackers came from outside the door.The job of setting off firecrackers was snatched by his father, so Zheng Jian started on the fireworks. As soon as the sound of firecrackers stopped, the sound of "swish" and "bang" sounded, and the gorgeous fireworks rushed into the night sky. Light up the night.

"Ah~ah~" Xiao Xiangxiang was also attracted by the scenery in front of him, he kept patting his hands, and whimpered in a language he only understood.

"Hehe, my thinking is really courageous, isn't it beautiful?"

Meng Zhen held her little hand, and rubbed her cheek affectionately against hers.

The sound of firecrackers in their house seemed to kick off the prelude to the firecracker war. For a while, deafening firecrackers sounded everywhere in the village, and the air was filled with the strong smell of firecracker smoke.

Speaking of vigil, it was only at twelve o'clock in the morning, when the New Year's bell rang, the whole city seemed to be surrounded by the sound of firecrackers, and there were "cracking" sounds everywhere, which lasted until the early morning of the first day of the new year.

She slept late at night, but the sound of firecrackers all night made Meng Zhen not sleep well, and finally hid directly in the manor, sleeping for a few hours with difficulty.Early in the morning, the cry of thinking about it woke her up.

"Oh, baby, I'll change your diaper right away. Today is the New Year, let's wear new clothes." Meng Zhen's drowsiness was completely wiped away by crying. She checked the baby's crib and found that the diaper was wet. Picking up the child, he returned to the bedroom while coaxing him.

Meng Xiang's New Year's clothes are hand-sewn cotton padded trousers and tiger head hat, which were given by Sanni's mother.The size is just right, the workmanship is bright, and the stitches are dense. Meng Zhen changed the baby's diaper, and then put on brand new clothes.

She remembers that when she was a child, she liked the New Year the most. At that time, the living standard was relatively low, and only new clothes were available during the New Year, so she was very looking forward to the New Year.Now that life is better, the desire for something has faded, and there will be no expectations in memory during the New Year.

After thinking about changing her clothes, she tidied up herself, then put her diapers, feeding bottle and small water bottle into the out bag, and carried the child down the mountain.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. There must be a lot of folks visiting the house to pay New Year's greetings. Aunt Han must be exhausted, and Dad must be too busy alone.Along the way, she met many beaming villagers, dressed in brand new clothes, young couples took their children to pay New Year's greetings, and the elders stayed at home to receive guests.

"happy New Year!"

"happy New Year!"

Whether they know each other or not, everyone enthusiastically said New Year’s greetings. Meng Zhen didn’t know how many times he said it along the way, but he just remembered everyone’s happy smiling faces and sincere wishes for the coming year.The New Year's atmosphere here is indeed much more lively than in the urban area. One year, she didn't go home to celebrate the New Year, but spent it in a rented place. Not to mention mutual New Year's greetings, the neighbors lived for N years and didn't know each other. The festive atmosphere Nowhere near as good.

When I got home, I soaked the milk powder for the baby. After a while, someone came to pay New Year's greetings.Rural areas are very particular about seniority. Although Meng Qingliang is not the head of the Meng family, his seniority is considered to be very high. Therefore, many young people and villagers with lower seniority came to pay New Year's greetings.

Meng Qingliang also got up early in the morning to clean up the debris from the fireworks and firecrackers at the door.He expected that there would be children coming to pay New Year's greetings, so he wrapped the brand-new ten-yuan and five-yuan banknotes that Meng Zhen had exchanged in advance in red envelopes, and he could give them to the children directly when they came.

Sure enough, a few juniors from the Meng family came early, happily accepted the red envelopes, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and went to other houses to pay New Year's greetings.In this way, people came and went all morning, and there were no New Year's greetings at home.

Zheng Jian is not idle either, he is the youngest in his family, so it is his job to go to other people's homes to pay New Year's greetings.

On the coffee table in the living room were various pastries and candies, and several boxes of Chinese cigarettes. Meng Qingliang warmly entertained every guest who came.Han Chunyan didn't get up because she stayed up too late yesterday and her body couldn't hold on.

Everyone couldn't sit still, Zhoujiazhuang said it was not big, but there were hundreds of households, as long as there were no enemies on the surface, they would go to other people's homes to sit at other people's homes during the New Year, pay New Year's greetings, and chat about gossip.

"Hey, Meng Zhen, have you heard?" Sannier sat next to Meng Zhen, watched her feed the baby milk powder, remembered what she saw today, and asked her in a low voice.

"What did you hear?" The question was asked nonchalantly, and she didn't know anything.

"It's about the Wang family sending red envelopes for New Year's greetings!"

"Bribe?!"

"Hey, the election will start after the new year, and now it's time to buy votes!" Seeing her bewildered face, Sannier quickly explained.

"No, is that okay?"

Meng Zhen never expected that this election battle would start now...

(End of this chapter)