Hello, 1983

A New Year's Eve dinner, although there were a few episodes, but because of this, it became more precious and unforgettable.

After getting off the table, Liu Shikui, who was in high spirits, took his wife, sat on the head of the kang, and took out money from his pocket.

With sharp eyes, the little old fourth exclaimed excitedly, "Grandpa has given us New Year's money!"

After shouting, she took the fifth child to the kang, knelt in front of her grandparents, bang bang bang, and kowtowed three times.

The little mouths also shouted together: "Grandpa and Grandma, Happy New Year!"

Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao beside her, she was stunned: Really kowtow.

Liu Shikui smiled brightly, took out two brand new banknotes and handed them over, while grandma stretched out her hand and touched their little heads respectively: "No illness or disaster, healthy and healthy."

Lunar New Year money, copper coins were used in ancient times, it was used to suppress evil spirits and to bless the healthy growth of children. Later, it became a constant custom.

"Thank you grandpa."

"Thank you grandma."

The two little guys happily got off the kang, then put the New Year's money in their pockets, and at night, they have to press them under the pillow.

The youngest fourth also winked: "Grandpa is so generous this year. He gave a piece of great unity. Last year, he only gave 50 cents."

"Come here, the children are all here to receive the lucky money. When you are old, you don't need to kowtow."

Liu Shikui waved his hand again, and sent a message of unity one by one.

Although everyone didn't kowtow, they said New Year's greetings to the old man and the old lady.

"I have it too?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao looked at the great unity in her hands and was a little surprised.

Zheng Hongqi glanced at his sister with his eyes, as if to say: I don't even have a look at my brother.

Liu Shikui seemed particularly happy today, and said cheerfully, "In our eyes, you will always be children. We really hope that we can give you New Year's money every year."

Hearing this, Liu Qingshan's eyes were a little red, and he secretly muttered: I must let my grandfather enjoy a few more years of happiness.

"Lao Liu, are you finished? It's time for a replacement."

Professor Wang and Grandma Wang quickly replaced the old couple Liu Shikui and greeted the juniors to come and collect the New Year's money.

Liu Shikui wanted to stop him. After all, it was a bit of a waste for nine people to receive the New Year's money.

Before he could speak, he was stopped by Professor Wang with his eyes, and then said cheerfully:

"Lao Liu is a rich man now. We can't compare. It's a blessing to the children."

So, Grandma Wang held a stack of steel workers and handed them out one by one.

The two little ones are still thumping three times, and the others are spared.

Ya Ya Ya!

The dumb grandpa also gestured to give these juniors lucky money.

Liu Qingshan estimates that this is the first time that Master has given people lucky money, and of course he will not stop him.

He was about to open the drawer to get money for the master, and the dumb grandfather's dividends were always managed by him.

But I saw the master wave his hand, and then took out a handful of things in his pocket and put them on the kang.

He stretched his fingers around again, and finally pointed to the little things on the kang mat, indicating that he could choose whatever he liked.

Everyone gathered to take a closer look, and looked at some small pendants that seemed to be carved out of stone. Most of them had a small round hole, which seemed to be used for threading ropes.

Liu Qingshan subconsciously touched his chest. There is also a similar object here. It was given to the apprentice by the dumb grandpa when he was apprentice, but it is much larger than these.

"Why does it feel like it's a long time ago?"

Professor Wang also came up, picked up one and looked at it for a long time, and finally he could only shake his head helplessly. After all, he was engaged in agronomy, not archaeology.

"I want this, like a big eagle."

The youngest fourth picks one first.

"This ear is so big, it's an elephant, I want it, thank you grandpa!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao also picked one,

Gorgeously clutched in his hand.

Liu Qingshan's lips moved twice, and finally he didn't make a sound. He just muttered in his heart: Your fat head and ears are obviously a pig, okay?

Everyone quickly finished the selection, and there were still two left. Grandpa Dumb didn't take it back, so Lin Zhi put it away.

Then Liu Jinfeng found the red thread, twisted it into a rope, distributed it to everyone, and hung it around his neck.

Liu Qingshan already had one, so he didn't take it this time, and Zheng Hongqi and Gao Wenxue were probably not used to hanging things around their necks, so they put them in their pockets.

After the New Year's money was distributed, Grandpa and Professor Wang were going to sleep for a while, while the dumb grandpa led the bear back to the mountain.

As a ranger, he naturally wanted to go back for the night.

"Master, I'll bring you dumplings in the middle of the night."

Liu Qingshan couldn't bear it in his heart. It must be very uncomfortable for Master to spend the New Year alone on the mountain.

The dumb grandpa waved to him with a smile, made a few gestures, and then floated away.

Liu Qingshan understood what Master meant: Linzi is my home.

Watching Master go away, Liu Qingshan also felt relieved: Linzi is Master's home, of course we have to celebrate the New Year at home, are the animals in the mountains equivalent to family?

At this time, it was getting dark, and Liu Qingshan saw a large group of little dolls coming from the street, and they couldn't wait to light up the little lanterns to find Caifeng and Shanxing.

In the end, these little children in the village basically have to gather together, and then walk from Dongjia to Xijia, and go door to door.

The small candles in the cans exude a dim yellow halo, just like children's childhood dreams.

"Come on, here we come!"

The fourth and fifth also ran out with lanterns, followed by Zheng Xiaoxiao, who seemed to be envious.

But these are all little dolls in their teens or teens, and she's really embarrassed to get in there.

"Come on, eat candy."

Liu Yinfeng brought out a plate of candy from the house and distributed it to the little boys one by one.

This evening is probably the happiest night for the children, because everyone's pockets are full.

"Don't run away, I'll send you firecrackers."

Liu Qingshan also took out the small whip that had been dismantled a long time ago, and a group of small hands gave you and me a hand, and quickly grabbed it all.

"I haven't caught it yet, woohoo!"

As soon as he heard the cry, Liu Qingshan knew that it was Er Yanzi, the bear, and the name of Baixiao Xiaoniu. It was just right to call him Kuba Jing.

So he went back to the house to get him some small whips, and also took out half of the flowers and magic bullets he bought.

"Let's set off fireworks!"

The children cheered in unison, and the colorful fireworks were probably their favorite, the kind that they could dream of.

There are more hand-cranked flowers, and Liu Qingshan sent them one to each.

Put the front end into the candle in the can, and after lighting it, it makes a crackling sound.

One by one, the little boys swung their arms vigorously, and swiped out large and small splendid circles.

The hand-cranked flowers scattered little by little, causing the children to shout, all of them going crazy with joy.

Liu Qingshan was shocked to find that Zheng Xiaoxiao was holding a hand-cranked flower in each hand, shaking his wrists and shaking vigorously.

The light of the fire reflected a festive little face.

Hehe, still an immature child.

Liu Qingshan gave the above evaluation.

When the flowers were extinguished, Liu Qingshan started to release magic bullets.

This child was dangerous to set off, so he told the children to watch. He and Zheng Xiaoxiao, the second sister Liu Yinfeng, and the old sister Yang Hongying held the fire with their hands.

Bang bang bang, colorful balls cut through the night sky, causing the children to cheer one after another.

Even many adults came out of the house and looked up.

The paper tubes that were put away were also snatched away by the children, and they were used as golden hoop sticks in their hands, which was fun.

When the fireworks were finished, the Boy Scouts began to wander around, and along the way, there was a crackling sound of firecrackers.

"This is the atmosphere that the Chinese New Year should have."

Liu Qingshan murmured, and then prepared to go to his friend's house.

Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao standing there, staring at the Boy Scouts who were walking away in a daze, Liu Qingshan greeted her.

Zheng Xiaoxiao hesitated and followed behind Liu Qingshan.

In the small mountain village during the Chinese New Year, every family is carrying lanterns, which looks very bright, and the air is filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

Liu Qingshan sucked his nose twice and muttered, "This is probably the taste of the New Year, right?"

I went to the old party secretary's house in the front yard first, but as a result, everyone in the room was watching TV, so they didn't squeeze in, and went for a stroll around a few houses, and finally arrived at Er Biaozi's house.

In his family, only Er Biaozi and his father Zhang Lianxi made dumplings at home. The other children were probably crowded to watch TV.

"Yo, Qingshan, here you are, sit on the kang and eat melon seeds."

Zhang Lianxi asked them to sit on the edge of the kang, and then Er Biaozi brought the melon seeds from the cabinet cover and a plate of loose sugar cubes.

When Liu Qingshan saw that there was an orange candy in it, he pinched one, stuffed it into his mouth, and told Zheng Xiaoxiao, "Eat it if you want. In the village, no matter who's house, you're welcome."

Zheng Xiaoxiao didn't pretend either. She didn't like to eat candy very much, so she ate Shanlihong in a pot and picked up a pear with a flower cover.

There is no fresh fruit here in winter, so they are all frozen, frozen pears, frozen persimmons, and frozen mountain red.

When eating, use a basin to bring it into the house from the warehouse, put cold water in the basin, and slowly slow down, it will have a unique flavor.

Liu Qingshan was clumsy, and after chewing the orange candy in his mouth, he also picked up a frozen pear egg.

The outer skin of the frozen pear was originally yellow, but after freezing, it became black, and at first glance it looked like an iron ball.

Don't look unremarkable on the outside, take a bite, cool and refreshing, sweet and sour, especially Huagai pear and frozen Qiuzi pear, the taste is the best.

"Biaozi, this plow is not so sweet this year."

Liu Qingshan muttered, and then was despised by Zheng Xiaoxiao: "You just finished eating candy, it would be strange if you could eat plow sweets."

Hey, forget about this.

After chatting for a while, Liu Qingshan got up and said goodbye, ready to go home to make dumplings. Before leaving, he said, "Uncle Xizi, I will go to my grandfather's house with Er Biaozi to watch TV, and there will be a party."

"Tell Biaozi to lead his brother, and I'll be watching at home."

Zhang Lian smiled and said that during Chinese New Year, it is not good to have no one at home.

Liu Qingshan and the others also went home, and the dumplings were already wrapped. Liu Qingshan washed his hands and replaced the second sister who rolled the dumpling wrappers.

After a while, the fourth and fifth also finished strolling with the little friends, and ran home excitedly.

Seeing the dumplings, the fourth little boy didn't know where he took out a few penny steel pots, washed them with water, and then said with a smile:

"Put your wallet into the dumplings, whoever eats it will be the happiest this year."

Lin Zhi put her hand on her forehead: "I really forgot about this this year, thanks to the cleverness of our family Sifeng."

Xiao Lao Si giggled and took two small doughs from Shan Xing and kneaded them there.

Liu Qingshan glanced inadvertently and saw that his mother had wrapped a dumpling with a steel shovel and placed it on the curtain. The fourth child quietly stretched out his small hand and squeezed twice on the dumpling, which seemed to be a mark.

Hey, you little bastard, you've learned to cheat, haven't you?