Chapter 97, Year(Please subscribe!)

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 97, Year(Please subscribe!)

Lu An said: "You have studied the lesson about the Oil Seller, right? It's a principle that you can master with enough practice. This is what makes you perfect."

After the fuss of worshiping ancestors and worshiping Bodhisattvas, everyone was in a good mood, and their New Year was also a happy one.

It was cold outside, and as soon as the firecrackers were finished, Lu An pulled her into the house, closed the door and pulled the latch, and started having New Year's Eve dinner.

Lu An asked: "Would you like some soju tonight?"

Yu Guanzhi looked at the food on the table and said, "The food is good. Let's have a drink."

Lu An poured two glasses of wine, placed one in front of her, and asked, "Do you have any taboos about celebrating the New Year?"

Yu Guanzhi thought about it and said no, "After the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, we usually get together to watch the Spring Festival Gala and chat."

Then she asked: "Do you still have taboos during the Chinese New Year?"

Lu An said: "There are many, for example, the chopsticks cannot fall to the ground, and the bones cannot be called bones, but they can be said to be fortune."

Don’t say you can’t eat anymore. If you say you’ve eaten well, you can’t pour water at the front door, sweep the floor, wash or comb your hair, and you can’t curse.”

Seeing that she listened with great interest, Lu An told her many rural customs.

After listening, Yu Guanzhi smiled warmly and said: "I can't marry in the countryside in the future, and I am not qualified to be the daughter-in-law of the countryside."

Lu An waved his hand: "Actually, it's just a matter of fact. When there are children at home, it is always inevitable to drop chopsticks. We have a couple who often quarrels over who gets up to cook the New Year's Eve dinner. The two lazy people always hope that the other party will cook and eat by themselves.

It's ready-made, and the result is often that the two of them curse and do it at the same time, and they curse until dawn."

"Come, let's have New Year's Eve dinner. We have more than enough every year. Let's eat some fish. The meaning of fish is very good." Lu An greeted.

"good."

Yu Wanzhi imitated Maoxuewang's chopsticks frequently, eating some from each bowl and touching each bowl.

Since it was New Year's Eve and we had to rush early tomorrow morning, we didn't drink much, so we settled for one glass of soju and then concentrated on cooking.

After the meal, Yu Guanzhi said to him: "The Chinese New Year hasn't been so interesting in many years. You guys are really busy here."

Lu An followed suit: "Then find a Baoqing husband."

Later he said: "Forget it, the people here are strong and fierce, I guess no one can catch your eye."

Yu Guanzhi smiled, did not answer, stood up and helped clear away the dishes.

There was no TV at home, so they couldn't watch the Spring Festival Gala. The two of them could only stare at each other. Finally, Lu An opened the door and walked out: "The snow outside seems to be getting lighter. I'm going to build a snowman."

Yu Guanzhi looked out the window and saw that the snow was indeed much lighter than two hours ago. She happily found a scarf from the suitcase and put it around her neck and said, "I'm coming with you."

Lu An handed him a vegetable shovel: "Let's divide the work. I'll roll the snowdrift, and you'll shape it."

Yu Guanzhi took the shovel and although he didn't speak, he looked at him with bright eyes.

The snow on the ground was thick, and he had a lot of strength. It was not easy to roll the snowdrift. After rolling the courtyard wall, he rolled out a head as big as a millstone.

Then he ran out of the courtyard, started rolling from the entrance of the alley, and rolled all the way to the entrance of the courtyard. There was another big round ball about fifty centimeters in diameter. But this damn ball was big enough, so it took a lot of effort, and he also struggled for a long time.

Just got it in the yard.

By the time the two balls were overlapped, Lu An was already sweating.

Yu Guanzhi said to him: "You take a break and leave the rest to me."

Lu An asked worriedly: "Are you feeling well?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "Fortunately, my clothes are relatively warm. As long as it's not windy, I'll be fine."

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Lu An did not go to spoil the fun. He stamped his feet at the door, stamping off the snow on his body and feet, and returned to the house.

He planned to take a bath. According to the custom of returning to the county, taking a bath means getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, which has a very good meaning.

Even those lazy people who don't get wet all year round should take a quick bath every year, twist their hair, trim their nails, and live a good New Year.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, when he appeared in the yard again, the snowman was already in shape, with distinct features, eyes made of charcoal, an orange nose, two red ribbons for the mouth, and the scarf around Yu Guanzhi's neck was missing.

Yes, it’s on the snowman’s neck.

Hearing footsteps coming from behind, Yu Guanzhi, who was bending down to shape up, didn't look back and asked happily: "Does it look good?"

Lu An walked around the snowman and said, "It's pretty good, but the bald head is a bit uninteresting."

Yu Guanzhi's eyes moved to the top of the snowman's head, "I didn't bring a winter hat."

Lu An's eyes flashed wildly, he ran to the kitchen, took out the iron pot, put a cover on it, and it suddenly became hot.

Yu Guanzhi glanced at him and then at the snowman. The smile on his face bloomed like a flower, layer after layer.

Then she took out her camera from the house and said to him, "Stand over and I'll take a photo with you."

"OK."

Lu An leaned over, followed her instructions, and took four or five pictures in a row.

"Give me the camera, and you can take a picture with the fruits of your labor." Lu An stretched out his hand.

"Um."

Yu Wanzhi is usually a very reserved person, but when faced with the snowman he made himself, he still had fun posing in a few not-exaggerated poses.

In Tongzi Building, behind the window glass on the second floor, Liao Shiqi looked at the two people in the yard and asked her mother next to her: "Widow Zhang, are you jealous?"

Widow Zhang patted the dead child, no matter how big or small, and then turned back to the bed.

Liao Shiqi continued to watch from a high position for a while, and finally closed the curtains and said to Widow Zhang on the bed: "I will also study hard in my next life."

Widow Zhang took the knitting work and started playing with it, "If you give up, you are not good at studying, and we don't have that kind of thing in our family."

Liao Shiqi never treated her as a mother, so she directly retorted: "That's better than crawling into someone else's bed in the middle of the night."

She has become accustomed to being criticized by her daughter these days, and Widow Zhang is now invulnerable to water, fire, and invulnerability.

Seeing that she couldn't defeat her own mother, Liao Shiqi sighed and said, "If you had succeeded that night, I wonder if you could have really changed the Liao family's inability to study."

Widow Zhang said: "Then it is not from the Liao family."

Liao Shiqi was so angry that she directly moved her father's portrait and placed it heavily on the bed.

Widow Zhang's eyes fell on the black and white photo of the deceased. After a while, she suddenly said to her daughter: "You have three months to finish school, and we will leave Guifei Lane by then."

Liao Shiqi asked: "Where to go?"

Widow Zhang said: "Mom has contacted your aunt. You go to Changshi to join her, and I will go back to your father's hometown."

Liao Shiqi asked: "You always wanted to be a city dweller, why did you leave?"

Widow Zhang remained silent for a while, and then she replied "I'm tired of it" after a long time.

After finishing their work, Lu An and Yu Guanzhi returned to the house. He pointed to the scarf on the snowman and asked:

"You won't take it back?"

Yu Guanzhi shook his head: "Building a snowman is a memory of my childhood. It's not easy to do it once. I'm very happy today. Let's leave it as a souvenir."

After she cleaned the snowflakes from her head, Lu An said: "The hot water is readily available now, why don't you take a shower too, otherwise it will get cold."

Yu Guanzhi said yes without any hesitation.

Meng Qingchi is usually very clean and loves to take baths. There is a bathtub in the shower room. You only need to put a few buckets of hot water in it and close the door. It is very warm.

Lu An handed her a new towel: "The conditions are a bit rough, so you can make do with it."

Yu Guanzhi didn't answer, but found a bunch of towels, shower gel and other things from his suitcase, "It's already good, much better than I imagined. Thank you."

Bathing in the winter is very troublesome for women. Lu An didn't expect to be cured immediately, so he simply found the textbook and started reviewing it on the sofa.

Maybe it's because of the Chinese New Year, or maybe it's because the firecrackers outside are too noisy. At this time, I can't calm down, and I get distracted while reading the book.

He thought of his eldest sister and third sister, Qingchi, and many other people, both in this life and in previous lives. As he thought about this, he burst into tears because he thought about his children, his children and grandchildren, and the 1,000 in his bank card.

Thousands.

In his previous life, he was brainwashed every day by self-media who claimed to be experts. They always said that the future economy would be bad and that life would be difficult in the future. This caused him to save a lot of money through frugality.

But now, it has flown.

Alas, it's so hard to think of it sincerely. I don't know if my confidante drank the red wine in the glass and walked away after seeing her collapse, or she hugged her and cried loudly.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Lu An was still immersed in his own world, Yu Guanzhi came out of the shower room and walked over.

Seeing the tears on his face, she remained silent for a long time, and then asked softly: "Are you homesick?"

Lu An reached out and wiped his face carelessly, squeezed a smile and said: "No, I don't know why, I shed tears just sitting there. You said the north wind didn't blow in, why did it get in my eyes?"

Where’s the sand?”

Seeing that he was still in a poor mood, Yu Guanzhi smiled, then took out the mobile phone from the bedroom and handed it to him: "It's Chinese New Year, please call home."

Lu An didn't answer, "Thank you. I don't have a landline at home. To answer the call, I have to go to another house. It will be inconvenient during the Chinese New Year."

Yu Guanzhi asked: "You don't want to fight Meng Qingchi either?"
To be continued...