Chapter 370 Taste of the New Year
Time always flies after vacation.
In the blink of an eye.
More than half of Jiang Chen's vacation has passed.
Today is the third day of the first lunar month.
Whether on the side of the road or in the fields, there are confetti from exploding firecrackers everywhere.
These are not confetti.
But it has a strong flavor of the New Year.
The weather is nice today.
The sun is shining brightly.
It happens to be the Chinese New Year again.
So many people have come out of their homes, calling friends, going out and chatting.
Not only has the flavor of the year not faded away, but it has become stronger and stronger.
There were even many Miao compatriots wearing traditional Miao costumes on the road. They were in groups, like a group of butterflies, gathering in a certain direction along the road.
Qianzhou is a multi-ethnic province.
Luzhou City is no exception.
Therefore, although Jiang Chen is Han, his family's village is also a traditional Han village. However, there are many ethnic minority villages hidden in some mountainous areas far away from the highway.
Not far from Jiang Chen’s home, there is a hillside called ‘Huachangpo’, which has been a ‘holy land’ for hundreds of miles of Miao people since hundreds of years ago.
Every year from the third day to the sixth day of the first lunar month.
Miao people from hundreds of miles away will come to gather on this hillside.
Sing and dance to celebrate the Spring Festival while also expanding your 'circle of friends'.
Yes.
‘Huachangpo’ is actually a large-scale dating platform.
Specially provided to facilitate Miao compatriots to make friends (fall in love).
So these three days are also called - picking flowers.
But now the Miao compatriots are not as closed off as they were a decade or two ago.
As a large number of young people go out to study and work, they no longer have to rely on "picking flowers" to make friends and fall in love.
Therefore, the dating function of "Caihua" has been weakened in the past ten years, and now it is more like a multi-ethnic large-scale entertainment "stage".
Because there will be thousands of Miao girls wearing traditional clothes these days.
They are like beautiful butterflies.
It's pleasing to the eye.
So ‘picking flowers’ certainly doesn’t just attract young Miao boys.
Others will come and join in the fun.
Therefore, Walnut Village, a remote mountain village 40 to 50 kilometers away from the city, had an astonishingly large flow of people during the three days of ‘Caihua’.
Based on incomplete statistics.
During the three days of ‘Caihua’, Walnut Village received at least 100,000 visitors.
Jiang Chen's home is right by the road.
So early in the morning, he moved a deck chair and sat in the yard.
Next to the recliner are a cup of tea and a small plate of melon seeds.
I ate melon seeds again and again while admiring the groups of 'butterflies' passing by the door of my house.
Very pleasant.
But his good days did not last long.
Not a moment later.
A strange voice sounded in my ears, "Hey, it's melon seeds and tea. You really know how to enjoy it."
"But Mr. Jiang, can you spit the melon seed shells in the trash can?"
"Spitted everywhere."
"You feel at ease. It's not you who sweeps the yard anyway."
Jiang Chen raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Mei, who was standing next to him with his hands on his hips.
After sighing.
sat up.
"If you want to scold me, just scold me. No need to make excuses or go through any procedures."
Jiang Mei rolled her eyes, "You think I'm scolding you? Come on, you're so dirty."
Finished.
She pretended to hold a broom and started sweeping at Jiang Chen's feet.
Jiang Chen was helpless.
Had to stand up.
When Jiang Mei saw him standing up, she didn't pretend to sweep the yard, but sat down on the lounge chair.
Then he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started eating them.
While eating, he spit melon seed shells into the yard.
Jiang Chen saw this. First he was stunned, and then his whole body suddenly felt bad.
Pointing at Jiang Mei, he said, "You act like this, do you want to be so shameless?"
Jiang Mei seemed not to hear.
She even picked up the tea cup next to her and took a nice sip.
Then he frowned and said, "It's so painful. Why don't you put in a lot of tea leaves?"
"Mom, isn't your girl too bullying?" Jiang Chen stamped his feet, then shouted towards the living room.
living room.
Jiang Ma is making glutinous rice balls.
Seeing Jiang Chen 'complaining', he immediately frowned and said, "What's wrong with your sister? How old are you, and you still snatch things from your sister?"
Jiang Chen? ? ?
Should I steal her things?
Didn't she steal my things?
I am a victim!
He turned around and looked at Jiang Mei with a proud look on her face, as if she was a villain.
Suddenly I felt that this world was not worth it.
I can't stay in this house anymore.
Yes.
He did enjoy 'imperial' treatment in the first two days after returning home.
But I only enjoyed it for two days.
On the third day, his family status dropped from 'emperor' to despised.
As for Jiang Mei?
She is still the superior Princess Jiang.
Since there is no way to stay at home, then run away from home.
"Wangcai, let's go and go for a walk with your dad." Jiang Chen kicked the little yellow dog that was sunbathing in the yard and said.
The yellow dog looked up at him.
Sure enough, he stood up.
Followed behind him in a hurry.
One person and one dog.
He walked out of the yard sadly.
After leaving the yard, he came to the small square next to his home.
There are already many people in the small square now.
But most of them are brats.
These days, the little kids got lucky money and had a lot of money, so they bought a lot of firecrackers (a kind of firecrackers) and put them in their pockets.
After taking a few steps, he threw a gun.
Then quickly cover your ears before the cannon explodes.
If rubbing firecrackers scares others, they will immediately laugh with gloating.
See this scene.
Jiang Chen suddenly remembered his childhood.
It’s better to celebrate the Spring Festival when I was a kid.
Put the firecracker in the cow dung and light it, run far away before the explosion, and then look back to see the cow dung explode everywhere.
Well!
Fried cow dung should be a unified method across the country.
However, Jiang Chen was quite naughty when he was young.
Not only does he fry cow dung, but he also likes to fry everything in sight.
For example, the cabbage in the vegetable garden, the neighbor’s poultry and the native dog.
He didn't even let go of the New Year pigs in the pig pen.
Once, he emptied out a pack of cigarettes belonging to Father Jiang, stuffed crackers inside, and then refilled them with shredded tobacco.
While playing mahjong with others, Dad Jiang took out his cigarette case and spread cigarettes for others.
Then there was a crackling explosion in his living room.
Father Jiang and his May friends were all reduced to disgrace by the bombing.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen was so happy that he couldn't stand upright.
But he was not happy for long.
Because after more than half a minute.
The sound of howling like a slaughtering pig could be heard in his living room.
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ps: Yesterday I went back to my hometown for the funeral. I watched the national football match on my mobile phone during the vigil at the mourning hall. I was already devastated when I was defeated in the 87th minute. But I never thought that there would be a twist of events. Bahrain's goal was ruled out. Offside, then the national football team scored a golden goal and defeated Bahrain.
Then I laughed like a fool in the mourning hall and was almost beaten by my mother.
(End of chapter)