The fog outside is very heavy, and the rain is hidden in the fog. The New Year's greetings are hidden in the rain and fog. The smoke of firecrackers adds to the New Year's fog. You can smell the smell of gunpowder in your nose. Candles are burning on both sides of the old street.

The dim light of the paper money burning fire extended to the end of the road and disappeared into the fog. Another sound of firecrackers seemed to never stop. Pushing away the smoke, a fiery snake danced faintly in the middle of the road. After the thunderbolt spit out all the sparks, it turned into a firecracker.

Part of this fog, when the loud sound of firecrackers fell silent, the sound of a man smiling and saying Happy New Year to the surrounding neighbors rang out in the smoke.

The road was wet, and broken firecracker red paper was everywhere, making it even more messy. There were red new couplets pasted in front of every door. The fog was heavy and I couldn't see what was written specifically. I only knew the entire line.

The street was red and reflected in the fog.

Their family does not worship gods and Buddhas, nor hold incense and candles, but they also post new couplets. In previous years, Wang Xilou posted them. Since Feng Wuli was taller than her, this work has been handed over by the master to his apprentice.

The couplet says that good fortune, wealth and luck will bring prosperity to the family, people and career will be prosperous.

Feng Wuli went to the balcony to collect clothes.

Occasionally, I can see people walking on the road. They see the person on the balcony and say hello to him.

If you listen carefully, you can hear occasional soft crackling sounds from far away. It should be some kid blasting firecrackers, or picking up unburned firecrackers and blowing them up.

Red envelopes are not limited to Feng Wuliyou. Wang Xilou, who considers himself the head of the family, has given red envelopes to everyone in the family.

Po Nu accepted it happily, thinking that it would be enough to buy a few skins. He opened the red envelope and took a peek: "How much does it cost?"

Wang Xilou patted her hand and said, "How could you dismantle it in person?"

"Lord Feng Wuli! Wanwan might not like you!"

"Well, don't be nervous." Feng Wuli took her hand and comforted her: "Most of them are harmless in the city."

"Uncle Jiang." He reminded in a low voice.

Feng Wuli was very surprised by this, because what she chased was completely different from what Wang Xilou liked to watch. Wang Xilou liked to watch the most like "The Three Daughters of the Xia Family" and "The Temptation of Going Home", and she watched them over and over again.

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It's foggy today, and I can't see anyone ten meters away. I set off small firecrackers as I walked, and the sound of the cannons in the fog got farther and farther away from the incense shop. It was fate to meet anyone I met.

As soon as it was lit, the cannon exploded with sparks. Wanwan was so frightened that she threw away the incense in her hand and transformed into a fox climbing up Feng Wuli's trousers.

Chifu's hands froze, not used to being held, but he didn't struggle to get away.

"There are a lot of monsters." Chifugi frowned and walked closer.

Chifu was ashamed to be associated with him.

"Something to coax children." She sneered, as if she didn't realize that her hand was still being held by Feng Wuli.

It's just that she doesn't talk much anymore, she's not as eager as Wanwan was when she saw her friends, and she's gentle and unreasonable, yet distant.

Wanwan tugged at the corner of his clothes, raised her head and explained, "Wanwan is actually not really angry with Mr. Feng Wuli, she is just pretending to be angry."

Chifu's inner shame deepened, and he silently hypnotized himself, I am twelve years old, I am twelve years old...

On the side, Wang Xilou was handing out red envelopes to Wanwan. After that, he rubbed Wanwan's head. When he saw Feng Wuli coming out after putting away his clothes, he grinned at him.

There are also people of Feng Wuli's generation, and he feels nostalgic when he sees them.

Po Nu wanted to catch up on dramas at home, so he borrowed Chifu's cell phone and told him that the seventh season of "Game of Thrones" was on.

"Master will take you to drink milk tea tomorrow!"

You can also buy milk tea here for less than five yuan. Feng Wuli bought a cup for Wanwan and Chifu and drank it while walking.

Two middle-aged people came out of their room, including a younger sister who had just entered the first grade of junior high school, and several children from their uncle's side, whom Feng Wulijian had never seen before.

Wang Xilou was also preparing to go out, but she was going to play mahjong. Looking at the three people who were about to go out, she suddenly became alert: "Where are you going?"

Chifu: "..."

Fortunately it was foggy and no one saw it.

"Lord Feng Wuli..."

"Is there something wrong with this fog?"

At this time, a woman walked out of the mist. She came in style, holding a round fan to cover the lower half of her face, and her bun stood up high like rabbit ears.

It looks like a big family is going to climb Yuelu Mountain.

"Wanwan is afraid."

"Okay, let's have two skewers, one for Wanwan and I."

After Feng Wuli collected his clothes and entered the living room, he saw Chi Fu holding a feather duster and silently beating the barefooted Po slave, asking her to return something.

"Wanwan, do you want to put one in?" Feng Wuli gave her some cannon-wiping incense.

I heard that the cost of the meeting later increased to ten yuan, but Wang Xilou would not come again when the bell rang because she was in poor health and needed more rest.

There are tricks to earning red envelopes. After all, he is no longer young. There is a high probability that he will not give red envelopes to uncles and aunts he meets on the road. But if he brings Chifu and Wanwan, who are obviously still children, he will

I can catch their light.

"My mother asked me to climb Yuelu Mountain. Let's not talk about it. Next time, we will have some barbecue. Let's barbecue at Banyan Tree Head."

Someone greeted Feng Wuli, and Feng Wuli also said Happy New Year.

"Did you get the money?"

Finally it got into Chifu's hands, she bit off one, it tasted sour and sweet, and she exclaimed, "This is all money."

Moreover, Wanwan is so cute and has a sweet mouth. Everyone who sees her wants to stuff a red envelope. Since she has given one, Feng Wuli standing next to her has no choice but to give it to her.

Very few people go to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the lunar new year, but there are quite a few who drop by. It's very natural to walk outside the old street and chat with each other in twos and threes when you see them, and say hello.

Feng Wuli ate one, then suddenly remembered something, handed it to Chifu and said, "I forgot I just had breakfast, I can't eat any more."

Wang Xilou would never express an opinion. She would just sit there with her legs crossed, eating melon seeds, and drinking coarse tea with a weak taste. She would feed Feng Wuli one after she took one. Sometimes the meeting would last until nine o'clock.

Wu Li was so sleepy that he fell asleep in Wang Xilou's arms.

Chifu also gave him a look: "Don't always bully Wanwan."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng Wuli."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year..." Wanwan looked up at Feng Wuli.

Feng Wuli pursed his lips, unwilling to lie: "Go and make money."

This time, I didn't bother to care. I rolled my eyes at her and told Wanwan to hurry up.

After being carried back and being carried back, Feng Wuli woke up and asked sleepily: "Is the meeting over?"

Sometimes we would encounter groups of children, and through the mist we could only hear the chattering, but we could only see their figures clearly when we got closer. Feng Wuli didn't know them very well, but Wanwan was already very familiar with them.

There are also many tile houses and red brick houses. Some of the flagstones are covered with moss. Some alleys are so narrow that only two people can walk side by side. Electric wires are a mess. The words "Meticulous and every second counts" are written on the dusted white walls.

Eight large red characters with a sense of the times.

Cheers came from the street, and there was a burst of lion dance with gongs and drums. A striking white lion showed off its power amidst the gongs and drums, followed by a group of big-headed dolls, dolls and animals in strange and exaggerated appearances. The gongs and drums were so loud that no one was beating on them.

People didn't think much about the gongs and drums, they just thought the fog was too thick.

"A waste...it's a waste, it's a waste!"

Chifu just came back from a street trip, and she should have been reluctant, but it was rare that Feng Wuli asked her to go out for a walk, so she pretended to be reluctant.

"Wanwan is here!" She hung the kettle at an angle and ran over happily with her short legs moving very fast.

"Aunt Zhang..." Feng Wuli winked at Wanwan.

Because she killed the little fox all the way, Feng Wuli bought a bunch of candied haws to compensate her.

"I know, Wanwan is the most well-behaved. If she wasn't angry with me, I would treat Wanwan to some candied haws."

There was money to be paid for attending the meeting, five yuan per person. When Feng Wuli was five or six years old, Wang Xilou would rush here almost as soon as he heard the bell ringing. Because he was paid per head, he always rushed there.

He would be arrogant and irrational, sitting on a long bench and listening to the speeches of those cadres.

"Want to play with fireworks? I still have some."

This is probably all the memories of this old ancestral hall given to Feng Wuli. Now the ancestral hall is shrouded in fog and cannot be seen clearly, but it feels more like what it looks like in memory.

"Just finished."

As expected, each person received a red envelope.

He is a middle-aged uncle, and his family lives in the old street at Rongshutou. When he was a child, he liked to bully Feng Wuli, saying that he had no parents, and would make him cry until he cried. Later, Wang Xilou came to his door like a shrew and scolded him, which made him unhappy.

, now that he has grown up, Feng Wuli has already turned the page on the past.

The street lamps were stained with the remains of moths, the cobwebs under the stone benches were stained with dew, and occasionally a wild dog approached and disappeared into the fog.

Wanwan held the incense in one hand and the wiping gun in the other. After thinking about it, she was still a little scared, so she put the wiping gun on the ground and stood up. She squatted far away with her little butt raised, and stretched out with one eye closed.

Remove the arms.

"When will you go back?" Feng Wuli asked with a smile.

There is also a lobby converted from an old ancestral hall in front, which is used for meetings of the Old Street Neighborhood Committee. There is a copper bell in front of the ancestral hall. When it is struck, it can be heard for miles around. When you hear the bell ringing, you know that there is a meeting tonight.

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"Happy New Year, Uncle Jiang!" Wanwan's big tail was wagging behind her, and her ears were fluttering.
To be continued...