After saying this, Cheng Yaojin waved his hand again and walked towards Chang'an City without looking back.
Behind him, Xiao Han looked at Lao Cheng's free and easy back, and a sudden realization flashed in his mind: After this separation, it is estimated that their brothers will not be reunited for a long time.
This time he came to his place, it would be more accurate to say farewell than a visit.
It's just that neither Lao Cheng nor Xiao Han have the kind of affectionate personalities. It seems more pleasant to be more free and bold when parting than to say goodbye reluctantly and say goodbye to each other!
Watching Cheng Yaojin leave, Xiao Han stood at the door for a long time. It wasn't until the sound of blasting rods was heard from around him that he took a deep breath and turned around to enter the house.
The sky gradually darkened.
At this time, the originally deserted street became lively again. Many people lit a bonfire at the door, then threw the dried thin bamboo into the fire and watched the bamboo poles in the bonfire. The fire exploded, and the rising flames illuminated their faces red.
As the largest landowner in Xiaojiazhuangzi, Xiao Han is naturally unavoidable. Although he despises the sound those bamboo poles can make, he is not so stupid that he throws a few firearms for fun.
After the blasting rod was released, the Nian beast was driven away. Next, Xiao Han began to follow Butler Lu, who was dressed as festively as a red envelope, and walked outside the archway to invite the ancestors home to enjoy the offerings.
Although even Xiao Han himself didn't know who the ancestor they invited was, the etiquette during the process must be absolutely essential, and the demeanor must be respectful and not show a trace of impatience!
Guarding all the way, we invite the ancestors who don’t know whether they were from the past life or this life back home. Next, we need to pay homage to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky!
The rules during this period were so cumbersome that it was outrageous! Xiao Han even wondered how Butler Lu could remember these processes. Could it be that he had made up some of them?
But no matter what, the rules are overwhelming! Even if he is a Marquis, he cannot break the rules. Otherwise, if outsiders know about it, it will be difficult to throw away a rude and rude title.
Just like this, being manipulated here and there like a puppet, this process is simply painful! However, during this period, Xiao Han took the time to discover an interesting thing: that is, the sacrifices for gods and ancestors are the same! The difference is that when worshiping gods, the sacrifices are only placed for a moment and then removed immediately.
But when it's the ancestor's turn, they must keep offering sacrifices and must not touch them easily. I heard that these sacrifices cannot be taken down until midnight!
Xiao Han, who is not interested in the theory of gods and monsters, does not know the allusion of fast gods and slow ancestors.
However, he could guess a rough idea by guessing: Are they gods? There are just a few fixed ones, but they want to enjoy the offerings of everyone in the world. If they don't use their hands and feet more quickly and eat faster, how can they get here this night?
However, my ancestors did not have such grand ostentation as the gods. They could only enjoy a little at the homes of their nephews and descendants, and they could not eat it a few times a year. When they encountered it, they naturally had to chew it slowly and enjoy it thoroughly.
I was busy from dusk until nightfall, and finally finished the work for the gods and ancestors!
Next, Xiao Han, who was already hungry, could not eat the New Year's Eve dinner because people all over the house were already waiting in front of the hall to wish him New Year's greetings.
There’s nothing to say, just give me a red envelope!
Therefore, Xiao Han's memories of the Chinese New Year are only the extremely complicated rules and the red envelopes that were given out so hard! Oh, yes, there are also dumplings with broken skins...
Nowadays, there is no rule to put coins in dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but Xiao Han had a whim this time and specially asked the kitchen to wash the copper coins and put them into dumplings together to see who could eat the most money.
However, Xiao Han's idea was good, but he forgot that the coins at this time were made of copper and were very heavy! Therefore, the dumplings wrapped with copper coins will, without exception, be pressed through the outer skin by the copper coins and sink to the bottom of the pot!
The key is that neither Xiao Han, who came up with the idea, nor the fat cook who cooked the dumplings noticed this. When he ate it, he was still curious about why the dumpling wrappers were so broken tonight?
It wasn't until he had eaten most of the dumplings but still didn't get a single penny out that Xiao Han realized something was wrong and quickly sent the fat cook to take a look in the pot where the dumplings were cooked.
Sure enough, a total of eighteen copper coins were put in, and exactly nine pairs sank into the bottom of the pot. One was not too much, and the other was not too little. They were all lying quietly inside.
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"Huh... the New Year is finally over!"
At night, after finally finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiao Han, who was already exhausted, returned to the bedroom and immediately fell on the bed, wanting to cover his head and fall asleep to soothe his tired body.
Unexpectedly, just as his head hit the headrest, Xue Pan dragged him up again.
"No! We have to stay up late tonight, but we don't dare to sleep now!"
Pulled Xiao Han up from the bed and poured him a cup of strong tea! Xue Pan, who was particularly excited tonight, took Xiao Han's lighter and lit up all the candles in the room, even a candle under the bed, and then he happily kissed his daughter who was already asleep on her forehead.
"Just stay up when you stay up. Why are you lighting so many candles? Are you afraid of setting the house on fire?" The exhausted Xiao Han leaned on the bed, yawned and muttered to Xue Pan.
It's not that he's afraid of wasting candles. He can still afford to waste these candles, but now his daughter is already asleep in the bed. It's so bright outside, isn't it bad for her to sleep?
"Bah, bah, bah!"
After hearing Xiao Han's discouraging words, Xue Pan immediately gave Xiao Han a look with her autumn eyes, and scolded dissatisfied: "It's the New Year, can't you say a few auspicious words? Lighting up candles all over the place is called wasting light, old man It is said that this will make the family rich in the coming year!"
"The family is rich in wealth?" Xiao Han rolled his eyes, as if the most important thing in his family now is wealth! Not to mention anything else, today alone, the family received a huge amount of wealth!
Although none of this wealth belongs to him, at least it is in his own home now, right? This can be regarded as a source of wealth!
"Well, it's also good to keep our family safe."
On the other side, looking at her husband's lazy appearance, Xue Pan also felt that this wish, which was very important to other people's families, did not seem to have much appeal to his own family, so he had no choice but to change it.
But this time, after hearing the words "peace", Xiao Han immediately perked up and looked back at his sleeping daughter, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes.
