Vol 5 Chapter 8: Annual festival

　　 When it comes to the New Year, people’s first impression is often the busy and lively days before and after the New Year. But if the New Year must be restricted to a certain point in time, then it is not New Year’s Eve, which is New Year’s Eve.
　　 In addition to the usual New Year’s Eve dinner and Spring Festival Gala, sacrifices are also an indispensable custom on this day.
　　 At eight o'clock in the morning, Zheng Qing was dragged out of the bed by his father. Although the winter sun appears late, but at this time, the sky outside is also bright.
　　 put on his clothes and opened the door. Zheng Qing sniffed and sneezed. Because from the living room to the balcony, there was a faint, lingering smoke everywhere in the room.
　　 Zheng Qing is very familiar with this smell.
　　From childhood to adulthood, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year and the fifteenth day of the new year, as well as during the Chinese New Year, a few incense sticks will be burned in the incense burners under the statues and tablets of the family to enjoy the gods. According to the rules, one pillar before getting up in the morning, one pillar at noon, and one pillar at night. The person who sang Xiang used to be Zheng Qing's grandfather, but now his grandfather is older and his father is in charge. And Zheng Qing, even if he is an adult, can only kowtow in front of the idols and cannot offer incense at will.
　　I have been incense, and have breakfast, men will start to post Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters.
　　 As usual, Zheng Qing is responsible for collecting the torn old Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, pine and cypress branches, etc., and putting them into a large garbage bag, while the work of posting is still the responsibility of his father. It only took about an hour before and after, and it was posted.
At this time in the past, his father would go downstairs to clean the car, and then put the spring festival couplets on the car; Zheng Qing would spend a while in the study with his grandfather—the old man would sit on a recliner and read the newspaper and read a book. Practice talisman at the desk.
　　 But today, my father did not rush downstairs.
"Now you don't stay at home for a few days a year. The talisman paper and the like that you left at home before can be cleaned up as soon as you can... If you are not at home, we can't move around." After that, father After a pause, I changed my words: "If you find those things useful, just keep them there. It won't matter."
　　 What my father said were some talisman paper instruments that Zheng Qing left at home.
For example, he hangs a mahogany sword on the bookcase in the bedroom. This is a stall given to him by Deng Xiaoxian when he goes back to the character set. Although it is not a valuable item, it can most deter ghosts and evil spirits; The yellow paper talisman he posted on window ridges, door lintels and other places are also some sort of meditation, and he quietly moved his hands and feet at several incense burners in the house. Normally, there is no abnormality when the incense is put on. But if there is something dirty in the house, the incense burning in the incense burner will explode to remind the family.
　　Because Zheng Qing has followed Mr. Wu as a student since he was a child, and in the eyes of his family, Mr. Wu is a very good person. So these things he fiddled with at home were not dealt with by the old-fashioned grandpa.
　　 Over time, it has gradually become a custom-burning incense and worshipping gods every year and festival is still in accordance with the old people's custom; but no one touches the talisman papers posted by Zheng Qing outside the window and door.
　　It is like the place where the Jinghe and Weihe meet, with different colors, but the same destination.
After listening to his father's words, Zheng Qing said with relief: "It doesn't matter if you move, and it's not from the temple, so you don't pay much attention to it. But because I'm not at home, you just hang those talisman there... look back I'll change it to a new one."
　　 When the father and son were talking, Professor Zheng did not speak, just wearing reading glasses, sitting by the window reading the newspaper.
　　 After Zheng Qing's father came downstairs, Professor Zheng looked at his grandson.
"Does your university require you to join the party? The real party members are materialistic and can't do these weird things." Then, he took off his reading glasses and looked at Zheng Qing sharply: "Remember I will tell you Let’s go over the theory of Mr. Yangming."
　　 Zheng Qing nodded obediently.
　　 The Mr. Yangming that Grandpa said was Wang Yangming, the great thinker of the Ming Dynasty. The old man now mentions Wang Yangming's doctrine, which naturally reminds Zheng Qing to'knowledge and act as one', and not to be inconsistent in words and deeds. He speaks materialistic words, but asks God to worship Buddha in his heart.
Zheng Qing secretly slandered himself. If Grandpa knew that Yang Mingzi was a famous wizard in the wizarding world, and now he is still traveling in the new world, he would definitely change his mind. Of course, this kind of thing, he would not tell him. Talkative.
　　 Although he can't tell the truth, it doesn't mean that Zheng Qing has no way to defend.
　　 "You forgot, I went to a foreign university." He smiled and explained to the old man: "Foreign countries don't pay attention to the domestic style... they believe in idealism."
　　 Professor Zheng was stunned before he woke up.
"Oh," he nodded, then shook his head, and set up his reading glasses again: "I don't know what your parents think, let you run so far to school... When you go to school outside, be sure to be firm Thinking, seeking truth from facts, can’t say anything about it, it’s corrupted by those sensational and messy thoughts.
　　 Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in the bottom of his heart, but on the surface he nodded obediently.
"There are also those things with weird power," Professor Zheng added: "You learned from Mr. Wu, so forget it. That's a'real person', with knowledge... other wild things outside, don't Random learning."
　　 Zheng Qing knew that the strange power and chaos that grandpa criticized was not deliberately aimed at anything, but there was still a faint feeling of being shot. Simply found an excuse, left the study and went to the kitchen to find a cat.
　　 At home, like the hour, there is no pet.
　　 The cat Zheng Qing was looking for was the yellow raccoon from Sanyou Bookstore~EbookFREE.me~, which is the one he called "Brother Huang".
　　Because Mr. Wu went out, there was no one in the shop to look after him. When Zheng Qing went to the bookstore to do some cleaning, Professor Zheng specially asked him to take home if he saw a yellow raccoon and help Mr. Wu to take care of him for a while.
The need for Brother Huang to take care of, Zheng Qing thinks is beyond doubt-and he very much doubts that the cat would be more willing to stay in the bookstore and eat dried fish and watch cat and mouse cartoons instead of following him back. At home, I was dazzled by the Chinese New Year Gala on the TV in the noise of a group of people.
　　 But it was beyond his expectation.
　　 When Zheng Qing left the bookstore, the yellow flower raccoon turned off its small TV and went back with him unhurriedly.
　　 "Don't talk at home," On the way home, the young wizard whispered to the yellow flower raccoon: "My grandpa has a bad heart. If you are frightened by you, you will be fully responsible."
　　 The yellow flower raccoon glanced at him and said nothing.
"Also, if you want to eat small dried fish or beef slices, tell me quietly, if someone around is inconvenient to talk, just touch me a few times with your paws and show with your eyes." Zheng Qing was still a little worried, and added verbally. "Don’t open the refrigerator or open the locker by yourself... Oh, when you touch me with your paws, remember to use only the mats, don’t use your paws."
　　 The yellow lily made a big nose, still disdainful of the young man beside him.
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