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Chapter 405 The sense of ceremony

"After dinner, let's go visit each other, okay?"

"Yeah, I want to take my lamp out with me."

It seems that on New Year's Eve, the palace lantern sent by Liu Feng was so favored by Peng Peng that she now carries the lantern wherever she goes.

Zhang Zhong said, "After dinner, you go and visit, I want to go out."

"Then you also want to go to your Aunt Wu's house." Hu Huifang said.

Zhang Dian nodded, "Well, I'll go out after I've been to Aunt Wu's house."

Hu Huifang glanced at her son and didn't ask him what he was doing out there. Zhang Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried when he started eating just now, afraid that his mother would say something about how it was too deserted to have only four people during the New Year.

Fortunately, it was okay tonight and I didn't enter the marriage urging mode.

After dinner, it was still early, but the family was not in a hurry to leave for fear of leaving early. Wu Aiying and her family were still eating.

The custom here is that the door inside the home cannot be opened until the New Year's Eve dinner is finished. Although this custom is not necessarily observed now, you should still pay attention to it if you can.

After staying at home for a while, the Spring Festival Gala didn't even start. The family just sat in the living room and watched some boring news.

Pengpeng wandered around the living room with a lantern, and even asked her grandma to turn off all the lights in the room and keep her palace lantern.

Hu Huifang doted on her and actually turned off all the lights in the room.

Zhang Zhong looked at Peng Peng running around with a lantern, shook his head and smiled. If he had told his mother to turn off the light when he was a child, he would probably have been beaten.

It is also their custom not to turn off the lights on New Year's Eve, and all the lights that can be turned on must be turned on.

There are many theories about this custom. Some people say it is to keep the year old, others say it is to drive away animals. It probably has the same meaning as New Year’s Eve. Another theory is that there was an old woman who escaped from thieves because she didn’t turn off the lights. How can everyone learn from this?

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Anyway, this custom may no longer exist in Pengpeng's generation. No one cares about it, so it will naturally disappear.

Many people suggest that these old customs are too wasteful and should be abolished.

However, Zhang Zhong feels that although it is wasteful, if you worry too much about waste and not waste, then the festival will have no meaning.

Life still needs a sense of ritual. These things may seem unnecessary, but they can express people's emotions.

The sense of ritual is not a vain performance, but the most direct way for people to express their inner emotions, and the sense of ritual is everywhere.

Zhang Zhong thought of a passage in "The Little Prince": The sense of ritual is to make one day different from other days, and to make one moment different from other moments.

Life requires this kind of difference. If there are more than 360 days in a year, and every day is exactly the same, there will be no meaning in living.

Zhang Zhong wanted to leave some sense of ritual to Pengpeng, at least so that she would have some special memories when she grows up, rather than just eating more sumptuously than usual when she thinks of the New Year.

In fact, even the food may not be as rich as usual. No matter how many dishes are cooked at home, they cannot keep up with those in a hotel.

The lamp Liu Feng sent is very good. Maybe I should add two new lamps to my home every year from now on.

When Pengpeng grows up, every time during the Chinese New Year, she will think of the lanterns mentioned in those years. Or when she sees the lanterns, she will think of the Chinese New Year.

It's good to have a memory point.

When Zhang Zhong and others went to Wu Aiying's house, Wu Aiying's family had just finished eating.

When Li Zhuo opened the door, he smiled and said, "I just wanted to go to your place."

Before the adults could say anything, Pengpeng had already walked in with a lantern, "Uncle Zhuo, look at my lantern."

"Wow, such a beautiful lamp. Did your father buy it for you?"

"No, it was sent by Uncle Liu." Pengpeng said.

Zhang Zhong explained, "Her classmate's father, she has a very good relationship with that little sister."

"Let's go into the house. My mother and Xiaoyan are washing the dishes."

Zhang Xingjun smiled and said, "Why do we wash dishes during the Chinese New Year?"

The kitchen was not far from the door. Wu Aiying heard Zhang Xingjun's voice inside and said, "If you don't wash this bowl, you will have to wait until next year."

"Next year will be next year. I won't do the dishes any other year."

"Wait a moment, I'm almost done here. Xiaoyan, go out with your brother to pour tea for your Aunt Huifang and the others."

Li Yan came out to say hello to Hu Huifang and the others, then looked at Peng Peng's lantern and said, "Wow, Peng Peng's lantern is so beautiful. Can you show it to my aunt?"

"Okay, but you don't want to be like dad."



After sitting at Li Zhuo's house for a while, Hu Huifang and the others moved to another house. Zhang Zhong said to them and left.

He drank some alcohol in the evening and couldn't drive his car, so he hailed a taxi and headed into the city.

There are few cars now, and it only takes ten minutes to go to the city. Unexpectedly, I met a chatty master.

As soon as Zhang Zhong got into the car, the taxi driver said with a smile, "Young man, you just finished your New Year's dinner too?"

"ah?"

"I had just finished my New Year's dinner, and I was thinking that I would go out to do some work without any problems after the meal. But as soon as I went out, I saw you waving. I didn't waste a second."

"That's quite a coincidence."

"My wife asked me to watch the Spring Festival Gala at home. There is nothing interesting to watch. I have been watching it for decades. In addition, the Spring Festival Gala has become more and more boring in recent years. Shen Jian's sketches are not bad. Now there are fewer and fewer sketches.

It's singing and dancing, but I can't understand it. The director of the Spring Festival Gala doesn't know what he's thinking. Isn't the Spring Festival Gala just for us ordinary people to watch? To make something we can't understand is to put the cart before the horse."

"Yeah." Zhang Zhong didn't know what to talk to him about. After all, he hadn't watched much of the Spring Festival Gala in the past few years.

"Young man, are you going to play in the city?"

"Well, let's meet some friends."

"That's right. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely go out like you. Looking at your age, are you married?"

"not yet."

"Don't worry, times have changed. We used to get married when we were over 20, but it's different now. Young people are in their twenties after finishing school, and some are in their early thirties when they graduate from further studies. Besides,

Children are not allowed to fall in love when they go to school. How can they find someone just after reading this book? My daughter has just entered her freshman year, and her mother tells her every day not to fall in love but to study hard. I am open-minded. She is such a big girl.

Now, she can decide whether to fall in love or not."

"Brother is quite open-minded." Zhang Zhong added with a smile.

"Times are changing, and people are changing too. Even if we drive taxis, we can't do it the same way as before. Now that online taxi hailing is so convenient, if it remains the same as before, sooner or later we won't be able to eat. I'm planning to take my

I sold my operating license and bought a private car to run around."

Listening to the driver's words, Zhang Zhong actually thought of the sand dragon in "The Soul-Breaking Gun".

Although it is not comparable, it still has the meaning of giving up tradition.


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