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 through 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 explosions came 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 made their faces glow red.
As the largest landowner in the Xiaojiazhuangzi, Xiao Han was naturally unavoidable. Although he despised the sound those bamboo poles could make, he was not so stupid as to throw a few firearms for fun.
After the blasting rods were 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 to the outside of the archway to invite the ancestors home to enjoy the offerings.
Although even Xiao Han himself did not 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 to bring home the ancestors who don’t know whether they were from the past life or this life, next, they still need to pay homage to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky!
The rules during this period were so complicated that it was outrageous! Xiao Han even wondered how Butler Lu could remember these procedures. Could it be that some of them were made up by him?
But no matter what, rules are too important! Even if he is a marquis, he cannot be rude in these rules, otherwise it will be difficult to throw away a rude and rude title if it is known to outsiders.
Just like this, being manipulated like a puppet, the process was simply painful! However, during this period, Xiao Han took the time to discover an interesting thing: that is, the sacrifices used to worship gods and ancestors are the same.
Serve! The difference is that when worshiping gods, the sacrifices are only put away for a moment and then removed immediately.
But when it is the turn of the ancestors, they must always be enshrined and must not be touched easily. I heard that these sacrifices cannot be taken down until midnight!
Xiao Han, who was not interested in the theory of gods and monsters, did not know the allusion of Kuai Shenxian and Slow Ancestor.
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 move 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 bit at the homes of their nephews and descendants, and they could only eat it a few times a year. When they did, 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 had already been 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 made him feel weak! Oh, by the way, there are also dumplings with broken skins...
Nowadays, there is no rule to put coins in dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but this time Xiao Han had a whim 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 had a good idea, but he forgot that the coins at this time were made of copper and were very heavy! Therefore, the dumplings wrapped with copper coins were invariably pressed through the outer skin by the copper coins and sank 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 was only when he had eaten more than half of the dumplings but still hadn't eaten a cent that Xiao Han, who felt something was wrong, realized what was wrong and hurriedly sent the fat cook to take a look at 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, as soon 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!"
He 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 all the candles in the room, even one under the bed.
After holding the candle, 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? You're not 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 Chinese New Year, can't you say a few auspicious words? Lighting candles all over the place is called wasting light, old man
It is said that this will enrich the family’s wealth in the coming year!”
"The family is rich in wealth?" Xiao Han rolled his eyes, as if the most indispensable 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 family now, right? This can be considered 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 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.
This chapter has been completed!