Chapter 253: A year of dreams

"Son of God? Why isn't it January?"
The climate here has many similarities with the place where Han Cheng lived before.
Han Cheng recalled the months of later generations, contrasting with those here.
After careful comparison and weighing, the moon painted by Heiwa on the pottery plate was enclosed in brackets by Han Cheng from the third shadow in the first row to the second shadow in the third row.
Write "October" on it.
In the latter group, enclose it and write the words November.
From the stone, he understood the meaning of the three consecutive black shadows, that is, the stars can be seen in the three nights, but the moon cannot be seen.
Han Cheng knew that the three days recorded by the stone were actually the 29th, 30th, and first day of the new year, or the 28th, 29th, and first day of the new year.
Theoretically, the moon will disappear completely at 30 or 29 nights, but in fact, it is basically invisible on the night before and the night after.
This is the same principle as the ‘15 moons and 16 rounds’, which is related to the fact that the changes of the moon between two days are not so significant.
He already had a certain concept of year, month, and stone, but he did not really understand the calendar of later generations after all, so when he learned that Han Cheng would divide the month on this basis, he took it for granted that the first one The month of appearance should be January.
Han Cheng organized language in his heart for a while before he said to the stone: "January is the beginning of the year and the first month of spring... The ice and snow will gradually melt and the grass roots will turn green..."
Stone tilted his head for a long time before nodding his head vigorously.
He carefully recalled the scenes he had drawn when he was attributed to the October moon by the son of God, and felt that it was too different from what the son of God said should be in January.
After thinking about it, I feel that it is really inappropriate to treat this month as January.
After the question was figured out, new questions came to mind.
"Why is it not the first year of junior year?"
The stone pointed to the round circle in the middle and asked.
Under this circle, Han Cheng used a hard and small stone pen to engrave the words '15'.
This stone is very incomprehensible. In his cognition, the big, round and bright moon is the most beautiful. It should be the first year of the new year.
Han Cheng is a little big head, one hundred thousand why teenagers, sometimes very pleasing, sometimes they make people want to sew his mouth.
Fifteen is fifteen. From the time I can remember, the moon at fifteen is the roundest. Where are there so many and why?
Han Cheng wanted to say this to Stone, but he could only think about it in his heart.
After thinking about it, I can only explain it from things like ‘the first day of the first month is January, and everything in the world grows up from small to large...’.
Speaking of later, Han Cheng was a little dizzy around himself, the magic is that the stone showed a look of enlightenment.
This scene suddenly reminded Han Cheng of how his history or politics teacher talked about multiple-choice questions in high school-"Choose B for this question."
Then various interpretation questions, contact the text and other aspects of knowledge, after some explanation, the students feel that the teacher is right, this question should choose B.
Then came the next class-"Students, the answer to the last question was printed wrong, it should be D..."
After some explanations, everyone discovered that it really makes sense...
It is interesting to think about it.
The things Han Cheng is doing to the stone are actually similar to this.
Under the premise of knowing the answer in advance, if you want to move closer to the answer, you can always find some reasons.
Especially things that are subjective.
After October and November are set, there are five question marks in a row. This is because the past few days are not good. It is either snowing or cloudy. There are no stars at night and no moon, so the stone It can only be replaced by a question mark.
Judging from the calendar I did not know for sure, today is the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Han Cheng thought so.
Because of the appearance of the calendar, knowing what time is now passing, gave him a sense of indescribable clarity.
Thinking like this in his heart, the sudden appearance of a thought made his heart tremble.
On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the year is almost over, and the Chinese New Year is about to come.
New Year!
That day of family reunion and full of festive atmosphere everywhere, I can't help but miss it when I think about it, and look forward to it.
Although many people are complaining, the New Year is becoming less and less tasteful now, but the kind of expectation in my heart is always there.
Especially now that I don’t know whether he has gone to prehistoric times, other planes, or a
primitive sanctuary,
Han Cheng, who is far from the original era, has a heart when he realizes that the new year is approaching. Jumping non-stop.
In 1988, this holiday that made countless Chinese people dream of, they would not hesitate to spend thousands of miles, carrying large bags and small bags, stand in the aisle all day and night, and insist on going back to the festival. At this moment, it hit hard. In the heart of Han Cheng, a prodigal son far away from the group.
If there is no money, go home for the New Year.
At home, there are parents who go to the hall every day, and there are lovely children who have been waiting for a long time and have not seen them in a year. This place has its own roots and has the charm of reassuring oneself.
Therefore, those who go out and fight hard will rush home like migratory birds overwintering. Even if they can only stay at home for two days, they must come back thousands of miles away.
A bowl of steaming dumplings wrapped by mother, half a cup of wine poured by father trembling hands, and a few voices of children shouting to parents are enough to wash all the hard work on the road, making people feel that it is all worthwhile.
All the ups and downs and the warmth of people who work hard outside will be washed away by the festivals and places called'nian', called'home', so that weary people will become energetic again, and muster the courage to fight and face life. The miserable wind and rain.
With a not strong heart, not thick shoulders, carry a relatively warm space, where there are "years", "home", parents, children, and the warmest watch in my heart, and the most determined The strong.
The sudden emergence of New Year made Han Cheng lose control of his emotions for an instant, and tears burst into his face.
Looking at the child who was crying silently, Shishi immediately became at a loss. Is it because he didn't paint the moon well enough? I still ask too many questions...
The little primitive man who didn't understand the mood of the son of God thought so nervously~EbookFREE.me~ and yelled timidly: "The son of God..."
Han Cheng tried his best to control his emotions, reached out his hand to wipe the tears from his face, closed his eyes several times, squeezed out a smile, and said to the stone: "It's okay, I was blown into my eyes by the wind."
Stone touched his head questioningly, was there wind just now?
He thought dumbfounded.
The heart of carrying is also let go a lot, at least I already know that I didn't make the child cry.
However, I was still thinking in my heart, don't ask the son so many things in the future.
But then I felt uncomfortable thinking of the question I didn't understand, and he hesitated again.
This made the little primitive man's heart extremely tangled.
Han Cheng calmed down for a while, and told the stone to continue painting the moon in this way, and don't stop.
The stone that seemed a little skinny in the past lit his head vigorously.