The two men were chatting and drinking at the dinner table, and Father Yang was led by his uncle Shengli to brag in all kinds of ways.
Finally, the dishes on the table were all cold, and Yang Dongxu made another hot pot to serve as food and drinks, and the few of them drank until twelve o'clock at night.
In fact, I only drank a little more during the meal and during the fistfight. Afterwards, I was basically bragging and chatting. Putting a hot pot on the table was just for the occasion, but I didn't eat much at all.
So although the drinking took a long time, because most of the time behind was spent chatting, and several women at the table in front also drank a little, they only drank a total of two kilograms of wine.
Although most of it was consumed by three people, it only amounted to about seven taels per person, which was really not much at all. Normally, my uncle could kill one and a half kilograms by himself.
"It's time to wake people up to greet the new year. Jiejie and Wenchen ran there, so let's call them back together." Father Yang looked at the time and said.
"Okay, I'll go up and call someone." Yang Dongxu nodded and went upstairs first to call Zhou Ya.
Then I went to the street to shout out to my mother, Mr. Xuan and others, and then went to my grandparents’ house and my aunt’s house to shout out.
The old man was originally a light sleeper, but now he may not be able to sleep well after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night until dawn, so it doesn't matter whether he shouts or not, it is better to shout and celebrate the New Year together.
While calling for people, I stopped by Jiejie and Xiao Wenchen, and it turned out that a group of kids were playing Pai Gow at the newly built B&B at the entrance of Xiaotaojia Village. Because there was no one in the house where New Year tourists went home, they were playing Pai Gow.
Although the small wins and losses in the game are not very interesting, a group of brats can still play this game. Since they were caught and kicked in the butt, that was for sure.
You said that if a kid like Jiejie is 17 or 18 years old, everyone will play again at the end of the year and just have a little fun. Even brats like Xiao Wenchen stand by and help others, and those who do not want to be cheated will not be able to live up to the childhood of these brats.
Jiejie was carried away by his ears by his aunt. His uncle originally used the strength of his drink to say what was wrong with just playing a few games, but the aunt glared at him and instantly became mute.
"Will you wait for me when you go back?" Zhou Ya glared at Wen Chen angrily.
Father Yang and Mother Yang are all here, as well as father-in-law Zhou Yiren and Mr. Xuan. Teaching this little brat at this time will not achieve any results, and the child who is older than the Chinese New Year will be beaten severely, which will also cause trouble for the adults.
So Zhou Ya planned to settle the accounts with her son after returning to the Magic City.
Wen Chen obviously knew that he was wrong, but if he did it again, he probably couldn't help it. There was no way that a group of kids similar to him were playing at that time, and he didn't lack money in his pocket, so it didn't matter if he lost. , I really couldn’t help it.
"Do you know that children are not allowed to gamble? When I was found out, all your pocket money and the New Year's money at the end of the year were confiscated from you." Yang's mother also forced her face to teach her grandson a lesson.
But he was still reluctant to hit Wen Chen, so he just patted Wen Chen lightly on the butt twice. He also blamed Yang Dongxu for being too heavy just now and the two footprints on Wen Chen's butt were too clear.
If the footprints were clear, there would be no such clear footprints left. Not only were there two footprints on Wen Chen's butt, but also on Jiejie's butt.
At this time, there were several parents on the street chasing the naughty children with thin strips in their hands. Regardless of anything else, they should be beaten first. This year's reception is more lively than in previous years.
"Okay, let's make some dumplings to welcome the New Year. The little guy can persevere in the hard work of practicing martial arts with me. In terms of personality, he is very tough and independent. Although trivial things are a bit deviant, as a child, as long as he doesn't make mistakes in big things and his character.
In the past few years, I have brought him back during winter and summer vacations. I have taught him more. We will not bully others, and we cannot be bullied by others. "Looking at his young disciple who was holding his legs and hiding behind him, Mr. Xuan spoke with a cold face.
This kid is really smart. Although he knows that his grandparents will protect him, their strength is not worth it.
Looking at the ferocious look on my father's face, it was obvious that he wanted to beat him first, and leave the other demons to his mother Zhou Ya to deal with.
At this time, if he was hiding with his grandparents, the two of them might not be able to protect him. His father would probably be able to catch him if he ducked out of the way, so it would be safer to hide behind his master.
The master is very skilled, and he is so old. I would definitely not dare to dodge and catch someone.
"The water is boiling, let's set off the cannons and start making dumplings." Aunt Hua also helped, and she felt distressed when she saw Wen Chen hiding behind Mr. Xuan with a panicked look on his little head.
"This matter is not over yet." Yang Dongxu snorted coldly and glared at his son.
"Come on, you were worse than him when you were a kid. You could poke a hole in the sky, but you're not as good as Wen Chen." Mr. Xuan said angrily.
"I do everything for a reason."
"You're still on the pole, right?" Mr. Xuan puffed his beard and glared.
Yang Dongxu retreated instantly and ran to the yard to set off the cannon.
The crackling sounds come and go, the old year fades away with the sound of cannons, and the first day of the new year has begun.
After welcoming the New Year, I started to stay up all night, but it didn’t necessarily have to last all night, so I was really unbearably sleepy around two o’clock.
Father Yang, Mother Yang, and Mr. Xuan and others went back to the house on the street to sleep. When they left, Xiao Wenchen followed from behind. He was going to sleep with his master today and would never spend the night at the old house again.
Yang Dongxu went to the yard and looked at the stars in the sky. It was obvious that it would not rain, so he and Zhou Ya dragged out the incense sticks from the hall and placed them in the yard.
Then I fired the opener and closed the cannon and went to sleep immediately after closing the door.
I vaguely heard someone calling me. I reached for my phone and saw that it was only half past five in the morning.
"Why so early?" He went to bed after two o'clock and now was the time when he was sleepy. He obviously didn't want to get up.
"How early is it? Dad came to call me just now. Get up quickly and see if the incense in the yard is burned out. Then go to the street to wake up Wen Chen and wash him up. Then go sit with your grandparents for a while. You can almost go there. Happy New Year."
"I know." Yang Dongxu buried his head in the pillow and responded silently, wanting to squint for a while longer, just a little while. As a result, Zhou Ya grabbed her ears and pulled her up.
I reluctantly got up and went to wash up. I washed my face with cold water to drive away the sleepiness.
I went to the yard and saw that the incense was almost burning but didn't move. I went to fire the cannon and open the door. I shouted to Zhou Ya upstairs and saw that Aunt Hua had also gotten up.
"You go back to the house and take a nap, it's still early in the day."
"I'm not going to sleep anymore. You will be going to worship your ancestors after the New Year's greetings soon. I'm sure you won't be able to sleep because of the noise. I won't sleep until the ancestor worship is over and the firecrackers are finished." Aunt Hua said.
"Okay then." Yang Dongxu nodded, tightened his collar and left the old house towards the street.
Although spring has just begun, this morning is not ordinary cold.
Along the way, many people had already gotten up and opened their doors with lights on. They kept nodding and saying hello. They first went to the house on the street to find Wen Chen.
Then, together with Father Yang, the three of them went to their grandparents to pay New Year greetings, and called my uncle and Jiejie on the way.
Seeing that Jiejie's crotch was stretched a little when walking, it was obvious that he must have been whipped at home. However, this boy was tough-skinned. Although his butt still hurt, he was smiling and winking at Wen Chen. He had obviously forgotten about the beating he received last night.
We first arrived at the grandparents' house. The two went to bed early last night. They didn't know that their grandson and great-grandson were beaten for gambling. They kept stuffing peanuts and melon seeds into the pockets of the two children, and gave New Year's money to the kowtowing children.
Even Yang Dongxu has it, but not Father Yang and his uncle. At this age, they can only give out New Year's money. If they want to get it back, they can only look to their sons and grandsons.
Father Yang chatted with his grandparents for a while, and people came to visit him one after another to pay New Year greetings.
The uncle stayed to entertain the guests who came to pay New Year's greetings. Jiejie represented his father, and then under the leadership of Father Yang, the group followed the large group of people who came to pay New Year's greetings and walked through the homes of all the elders in the village.
In the past, when I was poor, I would usually put peanuts and melon seeds in the children's pockets when I wanted to pay New Year greetings to the elders in the village. Now that I am rich, I would have received a red envelope even if I was not a junior member of the family.
There wasn't much money in the red envelope. No one cared about the five or ten yuan ones, they just wanted good luck.
So after walking around for a while, Yang Dongxu was too old to receive the red envelope, so the two children had a lot in their pockets.
"Come on, come on, get in line and give your eldest father a red envelope." After the elders had finished leaving, Xiaowu and the others joked and walked around in front of Yang Dongxu's house with their children.
This eldest father is not Father Yang. Father Yang and several others had taken their children to the street just now, and now they are at Yang Dongxu's old house.
Although family planning is still in effect, in rural areas a family still has two or three children.
Xiaowu and the others don't want to pursue official careers. They just have to pay the fine for having a few more children, and the rest won't affect their business.
Among them, Yang Dongxu was the oldest, so there were a group of brats calling uncle and aunties sticking their buttocks out and kowtowing.
"Come on, come and get the red envelope from Auntie." Seeing a group of little kids kowtow, Zhou Ya held a handful of red envelopes in her hand and smiled while waving to the children.
The red envelope is not big, only 10 yuan is stuffed in it. The Yang family never does anything special in this regard.
Besides, Zhou Ya was giving red envelopes to the children of Xiao Wu and others. After a while, Wen Chen was shouting for his second uncle and third uncle, and several people also wanted to give red envelopes to Wen Chen.
It's not much fun to go around in circles, so if you have more kids at home, you'll make money by teasing them. If you're not convinced, just have more kids.
After smoking and spanking for a while, it was already bright and I raised my hand to check the time.
"Okay, let's talk when we get back. Let's all go home and prepare to gather at the entrance of the village." Yang Dongxu said.
"Then we'll all go sit at Daliang's house for a while when we get back." Xiaowu and the others nodded. It was time to pay homage to their ancestors and visit their graves.
As soon as they left, Father Yang drove a tricycle and called for people. There were a lot of fire paper fireworks in the back of the tricycle.
I don’t know since when it became popular to set off fireworks when visiting graves. In the past, visiting graves only involved setting off cannons and burning fire paper.
People who are more discerning will buy some Ming coins or carry a few bottles of liquor and pour a little in front of each grave.
Nowadays, when visiting the graves of direct ancestors, for example, if Grandpa Yang Dongxu is still alive, his grandfather’s parents, namely his great-grandfather and great-grandmother, and Father Yang’s grandparents, will set off two big fireworks on their graves.
One firework was bought by Yang Dongxu’s family, and the other was bought by the uncle’s house. This is the wish of the two grandsons.
Their immediate family members buy fireworks on other graves, and others follow the large army, throwing a few knives of paper on each grave and setting off a small plate of cannons.
"You and Wen Chen should stop following the large army around. Drive a tricycle to your ancestor's grave and carry the fireworks there and wait."
Yang Dongxu was holding fire paper in his arms and carrying a food bag with some small plates of cannons in his hand. Father Yang and his uncle next to him also had the same appearance.
"knew."
