Chapter 63: New Year

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 63: New Year

In order to make Dawu feel at ease, An Xiaoxiao picked up some Dawu's ability to listen to and said it roughly. She put her palm in front of Dawu, shook it, and took out a snack from the space like a magic trick. While Dawu was unprepared, she immediately stuffed it into his mouth.

"This is space. If you don't understand it, you think I have a sack with you and can put everything in it without any effort."

Dawu was chewing food in his mouth, nodding his head in a vague way, and was talking in his mouth. An Xiaoxiao couldn't hear it clearly, so she could only ask him to repeat it again.

"I said." Dawu reluctantly swallowed the dry pastry and said with difficulty: "Can you Sai Shuyue and the others go in in the future? It's convenient and safe."

"No, the space can only contain dead objects." An Xiaoxiao smiled gently, and she said softly: "Be really curious, you can try it."

Dawu felt a chill in his heart and stopped talking.

After a while, the Spring Festival that the two little ones had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived.

The villagers who were usually covered in mud on the streets and alleys were full of joy at this moment, and they changed into new clothes. Even Sanhan took some silver to change himself into a new outfit.

An Xiaoxiao closed the clinic a few days in advance and pulled two small characters to write Fu. An Shuyue bit the pen and twisted the left and right. Finally, she wrote the word "Fu" in a hurry, then threw the pen and ran to the backyard to play the sword that Dawuxin beat her. An Xiaoxiao picked it up and looked at it, and smiled and was born.

The correct word "Fu" was written by her, and I don't know if it was from the Dawu Sect. The last stroke of the word "Fu" was extremely energetic and neat, with a sharp pen tip, as if the sword tip was unsheathed, full of energy.

This is the style that my daughter of An’s family should have. An Xiaoxiao admired her very satisfied for a moment, and then turned to see another one.

An Yuce stood by the table with his pen and wrote a few blessing posts straight. An Xiaoxiao approached the side, suddenly thought of something, took out another red letter and said, "Write down your New Year's wishes, and I will take you to the Confucius Temple in the county to pray for you."

"New Year's Wish?" An Yuce was puzzled.

"It's what you want to do next year, or what you hope to happen." An Xiaoxiao touched his head and explained patiently: "For example, some hope to be healthy next year, and some hope to make a fortune in the New Year."

An Yuce said oh, lowered his head and thought for a while, picked up his pen and wrote a few words.

An Xiaoxiao looked closer and saw four big characters with straight words on the top of the red characters - the sea is peaceful and the river is clear.

The black ink on the red background makes the pen more restrained and calm, just like a gentleman's dignified style.

"Crack and crackle"

On New Year's Eve, a carnival began with a series of firecrackers. It snowed heavily the day before yesterday. New Year's Eve just sunny, falling white covered the fields, and Dao Xiangchun also covered her white background and red clothes under the heavy snow.

All households hung red couplets, and An Xiaoxiao was no exception. She posted the two small characters Fu at the gate of the courtyard. The couplets on the door should have a horizontal couplet, so she simply changed them and replaced the four words "Hai Yanhe Qing".

"An Niang is indeed extraordinary. Even this couplet is different from others." Rong Niang hugged Rong Letian's first visit to the yard. She looked up and saw this scene. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed. An Xiaoxiao was proud and said with her hips: "How is it, it's okay."

On the contrary, An Yuce blushed and did not dare to speak out.

The three sisters of the Guo family, Sanhan and others gathered in An's small backyard with wine or vegetables. She quickly spread the table and brought the hot dishes in the kitchen.

Chicken, duck and fish are inevitable on New Year's Eve. In addition, there are several crystal clear jade cups on the table, and the cups are filled with a light red liquid, which amazed everyone.

"Rong Niang, where did you get this?" Rong Niang picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The liquid was sweet and sour, and there was a faint fruity aroma. She looked surprised and happy, and couldn't help but take another sip.

"The fruit I picked from the woods in the back mountain was beaten with a stone mortar and then it was collected." An Xiaoxiao blinked and said, "Drink it safe, it's not poisonous."

"Even if it's poisonous, what are you afraid of with your aunt?" Han Er smiled, mixed the juice into the wine, and drank it all in one go.

"Where is Brother Dawu? Why is he not here?" Xiaohan looked around and said curiously.

Only when these words were said, the others noticed that Dawu was not here tonight. Everyone was full of confusion. Just as An Xiaoxiao was about to explain, Dawu pushed the door open with two food boxes.

"I went to the town to buy some snacks and fruits, and I came back a little late." Dawu's face was flushed with cold and his face was filled with a simple smile. The two little ones cheered and ran towards him.

"Come on!"

"Brother Dawu is late, so he should be fined three cups."

Seeing that everyone was all, several people set their seats open, and everyone toasted each other with a glass of wine, and the chopsticks started to stir up the chopsticks. An Xiaoxiao sent the red envelope to the three children. An Shuyue said a few naughty words, which made everyone laugh. Halfway through the meal, everyone looked red. After the wine smelled so hot, on such a snowy night, they even felt a little warm.

In the middle of the night, everyone left and went home one after another. The two little ones had been having fun for a day and had already fallen asleep. An Xiaoxiao settled the person down, looked up at the moon view outside the house, put on her clothes and went out.

There is no curfew on New Year's Eve. A few adults in the village came back after the New Year's Eve dinner. An Xiaoxiaolu met them on the way and said a few auspicious words to each other, walking slowly on the street, watching around.

Originally, the yellowish gray-black walls, bricks and tiles were all covered with yellow and gray lanterns. Under the decoration of red couplets and red lanterns, the color of vermilion and joy came. An Xiaoxiao walked forward with her hands and admired the red couplets posted on their doors.

"Can you sit down?" An Xiaoxiao walked to the unearthed slope in the village and sat for a while, and finally couldn't help saying: "If you really want to follow me, please collect your breath."

Who was following him so openly? An Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, didn't even look at him, raised her hand and threw a few silver needles over. After a burst of searches behind her, a tall figure emerged from the shadow.

The man's face was not red and his heart was not beating. He sat down next to An Xiaoxiao happily, spread his palms, and a few silver needles lay on his palms. He handed them over to please and smile.

An Xiaoxiao didn't look at it, snorted a few times, looking up at the moon in a daze. The man scratched his hair and raised his head.

The cold wind in the evening was even more frozen. An Xiaoxiao was about to resist the cold, but she fell into a wide outer robe with warmth on it. She turned her head and looked at it. The man didn't dare to look at her, but just pretended to look up and watched the moon.

He just wanted to flirt with a girl. An Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and put her coat back on him. Without waiting for him to refuse, she stood up and sat in his arms.

"Do you understand? I'll flirt like this in the future." An Xiaoxiao leaned against Dawu's chest and hugged in her arms with great satisfaction. The warmth of her chest and the thumping heartbeat came from behind. An Xiaoxiao's mouth slightly raised up and hid inside.

"An Niang, are you drinking?" Dawu hugged her and suddenly asked.

"Ah? Didn't it be drunk by Sanhan?" An Xiaoxiao shrank in her arms and felt drowsy. Just as she was about to adjust her posture, she saw Dawu take out a small jar of wine from her sleeve.
Chapter completed!