Chapter 12: New Year's Eve

January 26, New Year's Eve.
It was still dark outside, and Li Wei was called by Liu Chunzhi to sell pigs without preparing pigs, but today the New Year is a lot of work.
Li Wei helped cook the fire, and Liu Chunzhi cleaned the inside and outside of the house again.
The men in the family also got up one after another, washed their faces and rinsed their mouths. After the meal was cooked, I sat around a table and had breakfast.
Li Minghua said he was going to the grave, and he would prepare Chinese New Year dinner when he returned.
Liu Chunzhi said, "Last year, we prepared the sacrifice. This year, it's the old folks' turn."
Li Minghua said: "Sister-in-law is ready. It's enough for us to bring the paper money with incense candles."
At nine o'clock in the morning, the two rooms of the Li family left the house, ready to go up the mountain to worship the ancestors.
Li Wei followed everyone up the mountain, and cousin Li Xia walked behind Li Wei. Then Li Xia whispered to Li Wei: "Go to the county seat on the fifth day of the day, do you want to go?"
"Go to the county seat?" Li Wei has no idea about the county seat of this era, but she knows that Li Jianbo is studying in the county seat, but she has never been there. She wants to go, but Liu Chunzhi told them about the fifth day of the fifth year. I went to my relatives and wanted to go to my aunt's house. I had no choice but to refuse: "I'm afraid it won't work. I have to go to my relatives."
"Oh, that's it." Li Xia was a little disappointed when she saw no one.
"Is the county town fun?" Li Wei asked innocently.
Li Xia seemed to be worried, so she said, "It's fun, do you want to go with me?"
Before, Li Wei had promised Liu Chunzhi to go with relatives. If he followed Li Xia to the county seat, she would definitely have a curse after returning. She still knew which one was more important, and hesitated and said, "No."
After a while, Li Xia asked Li Wei quietly, "Then you have money? Can you lend me a little, not much, five yuan is enough."
"Five yuan?!" Li Wei's eyes widened. In fact, she has more than a dozen yuan in her hand, which can be borrowed completely, but at the moment she has more thoughts and shook her head and said, "I don't have that much money."
"How could it not be, you didn't write Spring Festival couplets before, you should have sold a lot of them."
Sure enough, Li Wei said: "My mom has all the money."
When Li Xia heard that she had to give up, the two sisters on the road never said anything.
Li Xia is sixteen this year. After primary school, she stopped going to school. She studied sewing in the city for a while, and she heard that she would go to work in a clothing factory. Before Li Xia was still at home, the two sisters were often together. When Li Xia went to the county seat, they rarely talked.
It didn't take long to arrive at the cemetery, Li Mingguo, Li Minghua and others were busy putting out the offerings. Li Wei stared at the tombstone, which was engraved with "The Tomb of Li Gong Shaogan" and found the names of Li Mingguo and Li Minghua in a row of small characters next to him. The sword generation only had two names, Li Jianzhang and Li Jianping. There is no Jianbo, nor Li Wei and Li Xia.
The owner of the tomb is Li Wei's great-grandfather, and the sacrifices are arranged. As the eldest grandson, Li Mingguo first put on candles, and then he poured incense for worship. The juniors helped burn paper money.
The green smoke rising up suddenly reminded Li Wei at this moment that when he was still in Shangshufu, he would sacrifice his ancestors every time he went to his house during the New Year. The ancestral hall was opened, the portraits of the ancestors were hung, and the red felt was covered. In the early years, the gift was given to the aunt, and the utensils used to carry the sacrifice were a set of silverware uploaded by the ancestors. There are carved flowers and inlaid on it. When the Chinese New Year is approaching, the aunt will open the warehouse to take out these utensils and wipe them clean. The silver glitter is very beautiful.
Looking at the sacrifices in front of the tomb, a few porcelain plates were also placed. There are cooked whole chicken, cooked pork belly, vegetarian dim sum, square dried tofu, and a plate of apples. I can't help but sigh that these days have gone back and gone.
After offering sacrifices to the ancestors, they went home, simply had lunch, and then prepared the New Year’s Eve dinner.
All the work in the kitchen is Liu Chunzhi and Li Wei, and the men of the Li family rarely go to the kitchen. However, Jianbo is still very diligent, and can help choose dishes.
I have been busy until almost six o'clock, the sky is getting dark, and the New Year's Eve dinner is now on the table.
As usual, the ancestors were offered meals, and everyone sat around the table of the Eight Immortals and began to eat and drink.
Li Minghua was holding a wine bottle to pour wine into the cup in front of Li Jianbo. Before it was poured, Liu Chunzhi squinted: "He is still a kid drinking something."
"What kid, he will be sixteen years old after today. What's wrong with the man drinking some wine. Today is the New Year, everyone is happy to drink a little."
Li Jianbo didn't give much concession, except for Li Jianbo, Li Minghua didn't let his daughter go, and poured a small cup for Li Wei.
Before dinner, everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the end of the year. The wine glasses clinked together and made a crisp sound. At this moment, Li Wei was infinitely emotional. A month ago, she was the queen mother in Chongqing Palace, but she suddenly came here, with a new identity and a new family. Although she still hasn’t adapted to this era, she has decided to abandon the past and work hard. To survive this era, try to live better.
As soon as Li Wei raised his neck, the wine in the glass fell off.
But the taste of this wine is not the same as the one I've drunk before, spicy throat. She blushed and coughed. Everyone on the table looked at her one after another. When did the Li family's daughter drink like this?
Li Minghua smiled and said, "You are still young, why do you drink so eagerly? This wine should be sipped."
Li Minghua is a drunkard, of the kind who has to drink a few drinks every day.
Li Jianbo hurriedly added soup to the bowl in front of Li Wei, and said, "You can have some soup."
Seemingly embarrassed, Li Wei picked up the bowl and drank the soup to hide his embarrassment.
Everyone ate their favorite dishes at will, and firecrackers roared outside. Liu Chunzhi's cooking skills are good, everyone is happy to eat.
After the meal, the Li Minghua and his wife gave the children the lucky money. Like her second brother, Li Wei received two yuan. She was not too young, and took it over with joy.
Before going to bed, Li Wei cleaned up the money again, and he was about to have 20 yuan. What can I do with this money? It must be spent on the blade.
In the middle of the night, he was awakened by the thunder of firecrackers outside. This is the time to make a child, this moment is the new year.
Li Wei said in his heart, wishing good luck in the coming year. At this moment, she had put down all of Da Qi's grievances.
Li Wei woke up early on the first day of the new year, and the family ate glutinous rice and said they would go to the temple fair.
Seeing that her daughter was still wearing her usual clothes, Liu Chunzhi frowned and said, "Why don't you wear the red jacket I bought for you?"
Li Wei had to change clothes again. When he was about to go out, Li Jianbo suddenly pulled Li Wei and whispered to her: "Let's go into the city together on the seventh day.
It seemed that there was no arrangement on the seventh day of the day, so she hurriedly asked, "Will mom agree?
"I already told her, she agreed."