In the Northeast, celebrating the New Year is a very grand event and lasts for more than a month. Starting from the twelfth lunar month, every household celebrates the New Year. It is not until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month that the new year is over and people begin to return to their daily lives.
Start planning for next year again.
The Northeastern New Year has a strong flavor and is very particular. There is a folk song that vividly embodies the atmosphere of the Northeastern New Year: Twenty-three candies are sticky, twenty-four is sweeping the house, twenty-five is grinding tofu, twenty-six is cutting the meat, and twenty-six is cutting the meat.
Kill the New Year chicken seven times, make twenty-eight handfuls of noodles, steam the steamed buns twenty-nine, stay up all night on the thirtieth night, and kowtow on the first day of the new year.
This folk song basically depicts the New Year customs in rural areas of Northeast China very realistically. Basically, several major preparations need to be done. In order to get rid of the old and welcome the new, the first thing is to do a big cleaning to sweep away the bad luck of the year and welcome the new.
at the beginning; and then they had to prepare to kill pigs in order to eat meat during the Spring Festival. Until now, when winter comes, the rural areas of Northeast China will kill pigs in advance and then freeze them. When it is time to eat meat, they take them out.
When we kill a pig, we usually invite the neighbors to have a lively banquet.
The next step is to buy New Year's goods and steamed buns. In order to celebrate the New Year and get good luck for next year, those with better families will buy some New Year's goods or new clothes, bowls and chopsticks, etc., in order to keep the population prosperous. Because Northeast China
We use ground pots for cooking, but we are too busy during the Spring Festival when there are many people, so we steam several pots of steamed buns in advance for later use, and use them to worship ancestors and place offerings during the Spring Festival. Once we are done with this, we wait to set off firecrackers during the New Year.
Years of wars have devastated the Northeast, and the people are in dire straits. Hunger and poverty are hanging over the Northeast. But this year’s New Year in Liujiaweizi is particularly lively. The courtyard is decorated with lights and colorful lights, creating a festive and peaceful atmosphere, and everyone’s faces are filled with joy.
A rare smile in this war-torn era.
Only Gao De, the chief steward of the Liu Mansion, rushed to the enclosure with a few villagers at dawn early in the morning. At this time, he was hopping and looking into the distance, as if he was anxiously looking forward to something.
Gaode is not tall, has high eyebrows, small eyes but he looks very energetic. He has a thick goatee on his broad chin. He only wears a dog-skin felt hat on his head, and the fur on the brim of the hat is covered with steam.
The frost formed on my bare hands, sometimes I put them in my sleeves, sometimes I put them to my mouth, and kept breathing through my mouth to keep warm. My beard was also covered with ice.
This is the coldest time of the day. Old Guandong people call it "Ghost Saya". The sky seems to be bright but not bright, and the "fish belly white" has just appeared in the east. Around five o'clock in the morning, even ghosts will freeze their Sya Ya. At this time
This is also the time when people are usually in the worst mental state.
It's very cold, but the villagers on patrol around the perimeter are all in high spirits. The old man gave the order long ago. The times are not peaceful. Officials and bandits are colluding, and banditry is rampant. In order to protect our homeland and have a safe New Year, at this time
It cannot be ignored.
For this reason, not only did more posts and patrols be increased before the Spring Festival, but hot water was provided on time to those patrolling at night, and each person was given an additional cotton-padded coat, a pair of cotton-padded jackets, and a pair of sheepskin handbags.
son.
Speaking of Jintan shoes and handbags, they are the treasures of Northeastern people.
Jingfan is a kind of "local leather shoe" worn by Northeastern people in winter. This kind of shoe will not freeze your feet even if it is worn at minus 40 degrees Celsius. The production method is also very special. The cowhide or horsehide is first cooked and then smoked with corn grass.
Make it apricot yellow, use a large piece of leather to roll it inward, draw out a uniform "bundle pleat" at the toe area, sew the heel, and the main body of the shoe is ready. Use another small piece of the instep behind the pleat.
The leather is made into a raised "shoe tongue", and leather strips are used to make "ears" for the upper of the shoe to wear shoelaces. In this way, a shoe is basically made.
For better-made shoes, a handle will be nailed to the heel for the convenience of wearing. In the past winter, there was a lot of snow. In order to prevent the snow from getting into the shoes, a long ankle will be installed on the upper.
It can be tied with a leather rope as leggings.
After the shoes are made and worn, they have to be stuffed with jade grass inside. Therefore, these shoes are generally larger and longer than other shoes, and there is no specific shoe size.
The custom of wearing Jingtan shoes has been spread in the Northeast for many years. Until the 1980s, rural areas still retained the habit of wearing Jingtan shoes in winter.
In the courtyard of the Liu Mansion, several couplets written by the old man Liu Shoucai were placed on the table and had not yet been pasted. The old man was slowly pacing in the hall with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, as if thinking.
It's New Year's Eve, and according to custom it's time to invite the God of Wealth and post Spring Festival couplets. But now everything in the Liu family has been suspended in order to wait for the eldest young master!
As early as a month ago, the old man received a letter from his son, saying that he had accomplished something in his studies and would come back to celebrate the New Year this year. His son had been studying abroad for ten years and had not returned. Could the old man be unhappy when he heard this news? So from now on
After the Laba Festival, everyone in the Liu family began to prepare, killing pigs and sheep, and also rewarded each of the servants five eldest sons.
The Liu family has been prosperous for several generations. Only the head of the family, Liu Shoucai, did not have a son until he was in his forties. With such an only son, it is easy to imagine the status of the young master in the Liu family compound. The old man
It can be said that holding it in the hand is afraid of freezing, and holding it in the mouth is afraid of melting. The old man thought it was God's blessing, so in order to thank God, he named his son Guodong.
Although everyone in the Liu family loves the young master very much, the old man is not sloppy at all in the young master's education. He started to ask a teacher for enlightenment at the age of three, read the Four Books and Five Classics, learned the Spring and Autumn Etiquette, and started practicing boxing and kicking at the age of six.
When he was eight years old, he was sent to Erlong Mountain to study under the boxer Zhao Hualong, where he learned Chinese and practiced Southern Boxing and Northern Legs.
Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. In order to allow his son to concentrate on practicing martial arts, the old man has not visited his son once in the past ten years. Now that his son is coming back soon, the excitement in the old man's heart is naturally indescribable. But it is already
It's New Year's Eve, why hasn't my son arrived yet? This world is so chaotic, can't it be because of some trouble on the road? All kinds of doubts and conjectures keep flashing in the old man's mind, but they are all overturned by the old man again and again.
, No, definitely not. It must have been delayed due to weather on the way, and my son will be home soon.
Ten years, exactly ten years. What will my son look like? He must have grown taller and stronger. Is his face round or square now? He is eighteen years old and is an adult. He has returned from school and is a literary scholar.
Tao Wulue will definitely be able to support the Liu family's business in the future. As he thought about it, the old man showed a proud smile again on his face.
Suddenly, a patrolling general ran into the inner hall in panic.
"Master, master, master, master!"
Liu Shoucai was full of intelligence: "Don't panic, tell me slowly, what's wrong with the young master?"
"Master, Master, Master is back!" The general took a few breaths before speaking because he was running in a hurry.
"Ah! The young master is back." The wrinkles on Liu Shoucai's face suddenly relaxed a lot, "Where are you? Take me to greet the young master quickly."
The general came back to report the news and ran in a hurry, breaking out in sweat. At this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, took off his hat and carried it in his hand. Steam was rising from his head, like a steamer that had just opened the pot.
Liu Shoucai didn't have time to put on his hat and followed the general at home. He left the courtyard of Liu's mansion and walked towards the south gate of Weizi. Behind him, the old lady and a servant chased him out with their hats and coats in their arms.
On the road leading directly from the south gate of the Liu Family Wall to the Liu Mansion, the butler Gao De and a tall figure hurriedly walked towards the direction of the Liu Mansion, followed by several servants.
Liu Shoucai had just walked out of the gate of Liu Mansion when he ran into his son Liu Guodong and his party who were rushing over. Looking at the tall and strong young man in front of him, Liu Shoucai's eyes widened and he didn't say anything for a long time.
"Dad." Liu Guodong called him "Dad" and knelt down with a pop, "Dad, my unfilial son Guodong has kowtowed to you." As he said this, he kowtowed hurriedly.
The old man Liu Shoucai was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. At this time, the old lady also rushed over. While putting a coat on the old man, she looked at the son in front of her whom she had not seen for ten years and said: Get up, get up, we are home.
My family, why are you so polite?"
Then, he slapped the old man and said, "Why are you still standing there? It's so cold. Why don't you tell your son to come in quickly?"
Who would have thought that Liu Guodong stood there motionless: "Father, mother, my son has caused trouble for you..."
Liu Shoucai and his wife were startled, but they heard their son say: "When my son came back this time, he killed several bandits..."
"Ah!" Liu Shoucai was completely shocked.
Liu Guodong briefly explained the matter, and Liu Shoucai gradually calmed down, pondering for a moment: "Shuanzi, just keep an eye on me. The bandits will come back and report as soon as there is any movement! Everyone in Zhuangzi has also prepared for me.
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The squatting bolt is back!
This time it was confirmed that the bandits were about to come. It turned out that these bandits were a small group of bandits from Xinglong Mountain, a hundred miles away from here. The bandit leader was nicknamed "Wang Dapao". It was said that they came from Guandong.
I was just idle in my hometown, losing all my money in gambling, and even after losing my wife and children, I still had to pay off the debts. Later, I had no choice but to follow people to Guandong. When I came here, I still didn't change my ways. When he was tired of farming, he just ate his boss's boss.
I ate at Western restaurants, but later I had no place to eat, so I started to steal. Then I saw how good this food was, and I bought whatever I wanted without any trouble. Then it gradually developed into robbing roads, extorting money, and robbing homes and homes. Not long after,
I made a group of similar friends and began to pull up poles to occupy Xinglong Mountain and act as bandits openly. After several years of development, there are now three to five hundred people gathered on the mountain.
Liu Guodong killed the people under his command!
On this day, just after lunch, before people went to work in the fields, Shuanzi hurried back. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the wall, he shouted: "Hurry, it's not good, it's not good, Wang Dapao is here! Wang Dapao is here!"
The cannon is coming!"
Liu Shoulu, the second master who had just come to the enclosure for inspection, heard this and ran down the enclosure to meet Shuanzi, "How many people are there and where are they?"
"There are about two hundred people. You can't see clearly from far away. It's estimated that we are still less than five miles away." Shuanzi wiped the sweat from his head. "The machine guns and the weapons are much better than the ones we came here last time."
My guy is much better."
"Okay, hurry up and notify the third master." Liu Shoulu ordered, turning around and calling out, "Mandu'er, please notify the people around the perimeter to step up the vigilance and hide them all. Don't let the bandits see that we are coming!"