Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

The winter of 1979 was not as cold as last year. Except for several heavy snowfalls in early December, no raindrops fell. Therefore, the dirt roads in the countryside were dry after half a month of wind and sun, which made the town

The market is more lively, with women carrying bamboo baskets and husbands carrying children, everyone with smiles on their faces.

Seven or eight kilograms of pork, half a basket of radishes, a few cabbages, a chicken was killed, and eggs and duck eggs that had been pickled for several months were taken out. Even the most stingy people were happy to buy new year's goods at the end of the year.

This year, Yangjia Village had a fertile year, and there was a rare winter fishing. Each family had at least two big fish, plus the rapeseed oil that Yang’s father and others exchanged from the city’s supply and marketing cooperative, they chopped the fish into pieces.

It seems that you don't need to be as stingy as before when you coat it in flour, and it's good to fry it.

Rural people have the habit of worshiping their ancestors at the end of the year. Women and girls chop and stuff dumplings at home to make dumplings. I and my son take advantage of the fact that it is not completely dark yet, and bring fire paper, and all the young and old men in the village go to the cemetery to burn paper to worship their ancestors.

On New Year's Eve, only paper is burned and a few firecrackers are hung randomly to remind the ancestors and tell them to get ready to "pick up money" during the New Year.

Yang Dongxu followed his father and kissed the old man himself. Father Yang personally lit the fire paper on the grave of his great-grandmother, and put more fire paper. Then he started to throw fire paper on each grave one by one, and each one was interested in it.

The firecrackers were lit and crackling, and everyone moved back to the front of the entire cemetery. The oldest person stood in the front row, then the second and third rows. People in each row were of the same seniority. After the firecrackers were set off, everyone

Kneel down and kowtow three times to wish your ancestors a good year.

After kowtowing to the end, the little kid rushed over with a loud bang, receiving a few slaps on the butt from time to time as the adults yelled, or picking up some unexploded firecrackers from the kick.

There is still gunpowder in the unexploded firecrackers. Peel them off and light them in a line. The flash of fire makes the little kids scream. This is the favorite game of rural children during the New Year.

Yang Dongxu also rushed over and picked up two and then stopped. It doesn't matter if you pick more or less, the more important thing is to participate.

He followed his father back home, and gave his little sister the cannons he had picked up to play with. Seeing his mother and sister making dumplings, Yang Dongxu rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help, but his mother kicked him out of the kitchen.

, I forgot to wash my hands and my little hands were so dirty that I almost got beaten.

His sister pulled him to peel off the firecrackers, and then showed her the "flowers" with gunpowder. The two little firecrackers quickly completed their final mission.

"Go to your grandpa's house and see if they come to celebrate the New Year?" Yang's mother shouted to Yang Dongxu.

Although we don't have much dealings with our grandparents all year round, during the Chinese New Year we have to let go of all our prejudices. Even people with whom we usually have bad relationships still have to nod and say hello to each other when we meet during the Chinese New Year, let alone become relatives.

"Oh, I got it." Yang Dongxu took his sister's little hand and left the house.

My parents have separated from my grandparents and are living alone, and my younger father has joined the army and is not married yet. So every year, it becomes Yang Dongxu’s task to go back and ask the grandparents if they want to come over to the eldest son’s house for the New Year. Although every mission fails, the grandparents will not come.

.But the process of the task must be walked through.

"Go and shout to Teacher Zhou." My mother's voice came from behind just a few steps out the door.

"I know." Yang Dongxu responded.

The grandparents refused as always, but this year they smiled a lot more. They also grabbed a lot of fried peanuts for Yang Dongxu and his sister, and stuffed rock candy in their mouths.

Peeling a peanut and blowing off the thin fruit coating on it, Yang Dongxu stuffed the slightly yellow and crispy peanut kernels into the mouth of his sister who was still not satisfied with the candy.

Mr. Zhou also refused to celebrate the New Year with Yang Dongxu's family. He had already guessed it on the way here, even though it was the first time this year that he called Mr. Zhou to celebrate the New Year.

The New Year's Eve dinner in the evening was very sumptuous, and Yang Dongxu's mouth was full of oil. Finally, he felt like he had a big New Year meal in later generations. But there was no electricity and the kerosene lamp was too smokey, which made people unhappy.

After dinner, Yang's mother was packing her things, and several little girls who were going to school came to play with their sister Hongying.

"Take them both with you." Seeing Father Yang about to go out, Mother Yang shouted.

Father Yang frowned, obviously he didn't want to take care of the child at this time. He was going to play cards in the threshing floor and carpenter's house. It was only on the New Year's Day that he could play cards all year round. Besides, his pocket was so rich this year, naturally.

You want to have a good time. If you take your children there, if they get into trouble, you won't be able to play cards at all.

"I'm not going, I'm playing at home." Yang Dongxu shook his head and took out the glass ball with the blinking girl.

Father Yang's face, which was originally frowning, instantly turned into a smile: "Xu Zi is the best. If you win money, I will buy you candy tomorrow."

Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes. In his last life, Yang's father would play cards at the end of the year as long as he could remember. As for whether he had won, he definitely had. But most of the time he lost and went home to quarrel with his mother, so he had already fulfilled his father's promise.

No hope left.

"Don't be too big." Yang's mother warned again.

"I know, I know, I just played 'Run Fast' with them for a while and got two dollars in my pocket." Father Yang waved his hand.

"Two yuan is still less, how much more do you want?" Yang's mother snorted and continued to put away the dishes.

‘Run Fast’ is a card game that can be played by three of the four players.

Under normal circumstances, there is only one card left that is "Alarm" and you won't lose. A card costs only one and two cents. As long as you are not too unlucky, two yuan is enough for Yang's father to lose until dawn.

In fact, one cent or two cents is not too small. You must know that some time ago, Grandpa Yang Dongxu sold Chinese cabbage for one cent or two catties. In the new year, it only rose to two cents and three catties.

However, this year Yang Dongxu's family has some wealth. Even if they lose all two yuan, Yang's mother will only be unhappy and say a few words to Yang's father, and there will be no quarrel. So Yang Dongxu doesn't care, and stays with his sister to turn on the yellowish kerosene light.

Playing marbles on the bed.

"Xuzi, I'm going to sit at your aunt's house. You're playing with your little sister at home and she's running around. I'll hang the door from the outside and unlock it." After packing her things, Yang's mother said to Yang Dongxu, who was lying on the bed.

"I'm going, I'm going to play." Dandan threw away the glass ball in his hand, Gululu slid down from the edge of the bed, and opened his arms for Yang Ma to hold.

"Clingy." Yang's mother glared at her daughter and hugged her. She looked at her son and found that he was very happy playing with glass balls by himself. She turned around and went out with her daughter in her arms.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Yang Dongxu stopped playing and lay on his back on the bed. He stared at the gray strips hanging down from the roof and began to be in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking specifically, and his head was blank.

Yang Dongxu, whose eyes had lost focus for a long time, began to come to his senses. He stood up and blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room fell into darkness. The scenes after his rebirth with his eyes closed began to play back in his mind. After recalling what happened after his rebirth, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but think

Life before rebirth.

"It would be great if you have a computer. If not, you can use a Xiaobawang learning machine." Yang Dongxu muttered.

Thinking of all kinds of things in his mind, he fell asleep without realizing it.

In the blur, Yang Dongxu felt someone calling him. In the blur, he didn't know whether he responded or not. Then the clothes on his body were taken off, he turned over and huddled under the quilt, and he moaned comfortably, and received a slap on his butt.

With a slap, Yang Ma covered him with the quilt.

When Yang Dongxu was sleeping comfortably, he was reluctantly woken up by his father. It was almost time to welcome the New Year, and the sound of firecrackers outside had already begun to crackle.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and cooked the pot, then set off firecrackers, and picked up some unexploded ones for my sister to play with. After eating two dumplings, I really didn’t want to eat the steamed buns, so I took one bite and put them down to eat.

Then Yang Dongxu, who had always been confused, refused several invitations to pick up firecrackers in front of other doors with lanterns, took off his clothes and got into bed again.

Before he was reborn, maybe he would be more energetic and pick up firecrackers and run faster than anyone else before he was reborn. But before he was reborn, he had experienced all kinds of things like rubbing firecrackers, throwing firecrackers, and even buying a plate of firecrackers and playing with them himself. Now go

Picking up firecrackers is obviously not as important as sleeping. Anyway, I just picked up some enough for my sister to play with for a while. After completing the task, I continued to sleep.

When it was just dawn, Yang Dongxu was pulled up again. Yang's mother, sister Hongying and sister Dandan could continue to sleep. He was going to pay New Year's greetings with Father Yang.

Although Father Yang's seniority is not low, Yang Dongxu's grandparents are still there, and there are also great-great-grandfathers and great-grandmothers from other families, so people who want to pay New Year's greetings now cannot come to Yang Dongxu's house.

Yawning, I was led by my father into my grandparents' house.

Grandma, who usually didn't care much for him, grabbed peanuts and stuffed some candies into his pocket. Father Yang was beside him, encouraging Yang Dongxu to kowtow to his grandparents for New Year greetings.

"You haven't gotten up yet to join the army?" Seeing Yang Dongxu being hugged by his mother after kowtow, Yang Dongxu's uncle still didn't show up, so Yang's father looked into the back room and asked.

"I was called by Yinshan and the others last night. They haven't come back since the end of the year. They said they were going to the town to play." Grandma Yang Dongxu said, her tone was quite proud, as if it was normal for someone to come to play with her son.

It's a very honorable thing, even Yinshan is a loser now.

"Why go to town during the Chinese New Year?" Dad Yang muttered.

After talking about the conversation, we received several waves of villagers who came to Yang Dongxu's grandparents' house to pay New Year's greetings. Yang's father took his son and followed the group of New Year's greetings around the four houses.

Then I went home, picked up paper and firecrackers, and continued to worship my ancestors. Compared to the previous night, this time was larger and more lively. The firecrackers were crackling, and the yellow paper in front of the grave could be burned for a long time.

"If you burn your clothes, why don't you go back and wait to be beaten?" Seeing his son being dragged by a few friends to the cemetery to pick up firecrackers, Yang's father shouted. Then he hurried a few steps to his father:

"You haven't come back from joining the army?"

"No, who knows where the wild man has gone?" Compared to Grandma Yang Dongxu's pampering of her youngest son, Grandpa Yang Dongxu is a little annoyed with his youngest son.

Especially a few years ago, Yang's father helped sell several thousand kilograms of Chinese cabbage. His younger son was always lazy and kept asking for money, which made him even more dissatisfied.

"Has Yinshan come back?" Father Yang asked.

"It seems not." Grandpa Yang Dongxu looked at the crowd and shook his head.

As soon as I left the cemetery, a person ran out of the house. When I got closer, I saw that it wasn't Yinshan.

"Grandpa Qi, Dad Xuzi, go back quickly, hurry up... beat... beat someone." Yinshan shouted as he rushed over.

"Why did you hit someone? Please tell me clearly?" Father Yang was stunned for a moment.

The fellow villagers who went to the grave together heard that something might have happened in the village, so everyone quickened their pace and ran towards the village.