Chapter 142: A gathering on New Year’s Day
The next day, New Year’s Day.
Zhang An woke up and found that it was already late and the village was very lively now.
He accidentally played in space for a long time last night, so he got up late today.
There is a taboo on waking people up on the first day of the new year, so Wang Fang did not wake Zhang An up.
When I woke up, I found that the sunbathing field was full of people.
Just after washing his face, Li Yao came to pay New Year's greetings.
"Happy New Year, godfather."
As soon as he entered the door, he stood in front of Zhang An and his parents. He knelt down and kowtowed several times.
Zhang An quickly pulled him up and stuffed the red envelope he had prepared into his pocket.
"I've told you, there's no need to kowtow. Your godfather is still young. You save your money first and we can kowtow together when I'm old. Only then can we be considered filial."
"Pfft~, this We can keep our heads together and kowtow together later, hahaha.”
Zhang An’s words made Li Hongbin and Zhou Lan next to him laugh.
Then Li Hongbin suggested going to the village’s sunbathing field. There were quite a lot of people there now.
Zhang An originally thought that it would be fine anyway, so he would go shopping.
But one after another, the descendants at the door came to pay New Year's greetings.
"Okay, you probably won't be able to get away from here, I won't call you anymore, you go get busy first."
Li Hongbin's family saw so many people coming to Zhang An's house, and they also knew that Zhang An's house I have many relatives, so I left first.
At the beginning, most of the people who came were the cousins of the second grandfather and the fourth grandfather’s family, who came to pay Zhang Jianguo and Wang Fang New Year greetings.
But more people came later, and most of them were relatives of the family who were already far away from each other.
I didn't see them coming in previous years, but this year I thought of coming to visit Zhang An's parents to pay New Year's greetings.
This is the year that Zhang An has visited his home the most with relatives in his entire life.
It can be said that when you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you, but when you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives.
But when someone came to the door, he couldn’t say anything even though he was celebrating the New Year.
Zhang An was not idle later, he still wanted to go over and pay New Year's greetings to the second grandfather and fourth grandfather.
It took a whole morning to finish all these things about visiting relatives.
After Zhang An had lunch, he went to the sun drying field for a stroll. There were not many gatherings during the New Year in the village.
This will make the drying ground full of stalls selling things, and there will be cries everywhere.
Usually, they sell their experience when selling snacks, so the maids in the village will not let this opportunity pass by today.
As soon as you enter the intersection of Shaichang, there are stalls specializing in selling food.
There is a strong fragrance everywhere in the drying ground, and some sell potatoes and ham sausages.
Some people sell fried pancakes and glutinous rice noodles braised in oil.
As long as it is the snacks eaten in the village, there are people setting up stalls to sell them now.
Walking further back, I found some stalls selling small toys.
You can see a group of dolls gathering in front of these stalls, handing over their lucky money to buy things.
Zhang An took a few steps inside and found two large speakers in front of him.
Hey guys, who brought this thing here? There is no such thing in the village.
I’m afraid it wasn’t rented by the village. The old man is a bit grand this year.
No wonder I heard this music before I even arrived.
But the sound is not turned on now, and some villagers in the village are playing the reed pipe and suona.
Along with the music they played, young and energetic girls began to dance on the stage.
These people are all Miao villagers in Changqing Village, and the girls are now wearing their own yuqianga.
It means the most gorgeous and solemn clothes among their Miao clothes.
Although people at this time had poor living conditions.
But in their Miao family, every girl must be prepared with gorgeous clothes.
When you get married, you have to take this outfit to your husband’s house.
If a Miao girl does not have decent clothes when she gets married, she will be looked down upon by outsiders.
And these clothes, from stitch to stitch, are all made by themselves.
There are also those silver jewelry, which look shining when worn.
Zhang An never asked whether this thing was really made of silver.
It's not a good idea to ask, because if you ask, you won't be able to get out of the house.
Now this is a serious Miao girl dance, not one of those tourist attractions in later generations.
When I went there, all I saw were aunties and old ladies in their forties and fifties dancing.
The people here are all young girls with fair faces.
Their delicate and beautiful young faces, accompanied by smart and coordinated movements, make some clever expressions, full of youthful atmosphere.
Zhang An just wants to say, it’s very beautiful. Let’s play music and then dance. Dance a little longer. I love watching it.
When the Miao dance was finished, they went back to the edge to rest.
The Buyi girls in the film began to show their ethnic characteristics to everyone again.
As for the old ladies next to me, they knew it was time to change the program, so they switched from Lusheng to Suona.
The Buyi people are also a very unique ethnic group, and their dances are also very beautiful.
Although compared with the Miao people, they are not as gorgeous and eye-catching.
Zhang An found a high place to sit, feeling as if he had nothing to do today, just hanging out and listening to music.
These villagers in the village came to dance, but no one organized or gave any rewards.
The old uncle just said it during the previous meeting, and they remembered it.
In my first year of junior high school, I saw that the weather was nice on the sunbathing field.
After dinner one by one in the morning, they changed their clothes and gathered on the drying ground.
They are very happy to show their dance to everyone, but unlike later generations, the village not only requires money before they go, but they will not agree if they give less.
Zhang An has no objection to giving money.
But what the hell are those in later generations? They are all old ladies in their forties or fifties.
Now it gave Zhang An a feeling, as if the Miao villagers and Buyi villagers in the village were dancing.
No one is convinced, you have finished dancing, I will dance.
Only Zhang An and his fellow Han people have no special characteristics.
I would just stand aside and watch, and then applaud others. It would be embarrassing to say anything about it.
The people coming to the sunbathing field this year are not only people from this village.
Some villagers from nearby villages also came here to watch the fun.
In the past, such gatherings were held only in towns.
But because the town is far away, only a few people are willing to go.
But this year is different. A big gathering suddenly took place in Changqing Village.
Those men, women and children who stay at home are willing to come and play.
Because it is relatively close, it only takes ten or twenty minutes to walk.
If you are willing to spend money, you can even ride in a horse-drawn carriage.
When the young ladies on the sunbathing field finish dancing, they will definitely need to take a rest.
While they were resting, Zhang An helped carry a bucket of tea over.
"Anzi, see if you are satisfied with us girls, why don't you choose one to marry and take home."
A maid in a village saw Zhang An coming to help carry water.
He started joking at Zhang An, and the other aunties also followed suit.
"Honey, come on, I'm not your daughter. You're willing to open your mouth, but I can't."
Zhang An is no longer a raw melon egg, for this This kind of joke has long been made casually.
“Hey, Zhang An, our family is willing to give up. What do you think of my Xiaohui?”
Next to her, a woman about the same age as Zhang An’s mother was twisting the hair of a young girl. .
Hearing everyone making a joke about Zhang An, he came over to join in the joke.
It made their daughter bury her head in her arms.
“Oh, eldest lady, I am a stupid person. I can’t sing folk songs, and I can’t drink wine. How dare I have such an idea.”
Old women in the mountains, open I'm not a vegetarian when it comes to joking.
Although Zhang An was not afraid, the young girls next to him were all extremely shy.
Zhang An looked at them, they were still young after all.
Then I don’t know who it was, taking advantage of this free time.
The crowd roared and sang a folk song.
Hey guys, this is a hornet's nest.
None of those women are vegetarians, they are all masters with profound skills.
They heard someone starting to sing a folk song, and when that person finished singing, they immediately followed.
Singing folk songs is a skill shared by local men, women and children. Even Zhang An knows a few words, but not many.
So at the beginning, the people behind were not to be left behind, and started to show off their singing voices one by one.
Not only people from Changqing’s village joined in, but even people who came to play nearby also sang with their voices. As I sang, it started to turn into a folk song.
The dancing stage just now was surrounded.
Zhang An saw that the situation was not good and quickly withdrew from the crowd.
Otherwise someone will be singing along later, so it’s better not to show Zhang An’s skills in front of everyone.
It was extremely difficult to get out of the crowd and go to other places.
Zhang An seemed to have spotted Huang Ming not far ahead.
I walked over and took a look, my dear, this man was actually setting up a stall to do business.
This is a shelf made of several wooden boards, with more than a dozen rows of ropes tied to it, and then the blown balloons are placed on it for others to hit with guns.
"You guys, why would you want to do this?"
Zhang An walked up to Huang Ming, who was giving change to a doll.
"Brother Anzi, you are here. Didn't I see many people in town doing this? There are so many people here today that I bought some balloons and a few toy guns to try."
Indeed, the cost of this business is the cost of a few toy guns and some money for balloons.
This guy is quite business-minded. He already thought of ways to make money when he saw the crowd.
"Brother, do you want to play for a while."
Huang Mian said as he handed Zhang An a gun.
“Forget it, I’m not interested in this.”
Zhang An stood and looked at it for a while. Huang Ming's balloon stall was doing really good business, and there were a lot of people around it.
What he got was five bullets for a dime, and the kids came up one by one to pay.
There are people from four to five years old to teenagers, and occasionally there are a few children who are particularly accurate.
But even so, after all this calculation, Huang Ming can definitely make money.
Most of the dolls come here to play with guns.
A gun sells for a lot of money now, and the adults in their family are not willing to buy it for them.
So now you can play it for just one or two cents, and everyone is very happy.
It doesn’t matter if he hits or not, the important thing is that he touched Huang Ming’s submachine toy gun.
After shopping around, Zhang An wanted to go home.
When he walked to the entrance of the drying field, Zhang An saw Xiao Yanzi standing there, staring at the ham seller.
"Swallow."
When Zhang An shouted, the little swallow ran over.
"Brother." The little girl shouted crisply.
“I want to eat ham sausage, why don’t you buy it?”
As soon as Zhang An saw Xiao Yanzi staring at the child buying ham sausage, he knew that this little girl must also want to eat it. .
“My mother took away all my New Year’s money.”
The little girl said a little aggrievedly, Zhang An shook his head upon hearing this.
My third aunt is good at everything, but she is too tight on money.
Last night Zhang An gave a lot of New Year's money, fifty yuan to each person.
Unexpectedly, they were all collected, and not a penny was left for a few young ones.
"Let's go, brother will buy some for you."
Zhang An took the little girl to the stall in front and bought her some ham sausages.
Eat one and play with two.
Fifty cents for a ham sausage is already considered a very expensive item in the village.
Many dolls are reluctant to buy, and they are only willing to buy a dime of potato.
Even children who are willing to buy them are reluctant to eat them in big bites.
The children who had made Xiao Yanzi envious just now were watching Xiao Yanzi take so much.
I found that there was only a small half of the ham left in my hand, and it suddenly no longer smelled good.
"Yanzi, do you want to make money to buy food by yourself?"
The little girl nodded vigorously when Zhang An said this.
"Let's go, brother will take you to make money."
Zhang An returned home with Xiao Yanzi, took out a bag and filled it with several kilograms of home-cooked spiced melon seeds.
Finding a small teacup for worshiping gods, and carrying a stool, the brother and sister came to the drying ground.
“Yanzi, if someone comes to buy you, sell it to others. It’s only a dime a cup. Do you hear me?”
Zhang An said to Zhang Yan while filling a cup with a cup for him. She looked.
"I understand, brother."
Then Zhang An watched the little girl selling melon seeds on the stone nearby.
Soon people came to buy it. At first they were people they knew from the village.
So the little girl is not afraid of food. If someone wants a few cents, she will give them a few cups.
Now that she is in first grade, she can master basic addition and subtraction.
Later, more people came to buy, some of whom were not from the village.
At first, some little babies came. The little girl didn’t know anyone, so she was still a little nervous.
But I quickly collected the money and filled it with melon seeds for others.
Many adults nearby saw the little girl selling melon seeds and came over to buy some with a smile.
The little girl had never seen such a situation, so she could only look back at Zhang An.
Zhang An wanted to cultivate her independence, so he asked her to sell melon seeds.
Seeing the little girl looking at him, he encouraged her and asked her to continue.
Maybe she thought Zhang An was behind her, so although the little girl was a little scared, she continued to sell melon seeds to others.
There were so many people here today. Even the adults who were standing and playing wanted to buy a handful of melon seeds and eat them to kill time.
Because she is the only one selling melon seeds on the drying ground, the little girl’s business is particularly good.
Moreover, what Zhang An sells is boiled spiced melon seeds. Many people bought them for the first time and then bought them a second time after eating.
The little girl became more and more familiar with it, and in the end she was no longer afraid of people, and she even shouted, "Spiced melon seeds are for sale."
Zhang An is particularly satisfied with her performance.
Soon, after more than two hours of selling, all the five kilograms of fragrant melon seeds brought by Zhang An were sold out.
The little girl returned home with Zhang An carrying her schoolbag.
Excitedly, I poured out the money from my schoolbag and counted it. Most of them were in denominations of one and two cents.
There are also 50-cent pieces and 1-piece pieces, but if there are more, they will be gone.
Think of it, there is no need for adults to embarrass children with five or ten yuan, that would be unethical.
Finally, the little girl counted the money clearly, and there were more than ten yuan.
No wonder Zhang Xinmin’s family often sells melon seeds like this. It’s so profitable.
After Zhang An sorted out the money, he handed it to the little girl as a reward for her hard work today.
“Here, Yanzi, you got this money from selling melon seeds, so it’s all yours.”
The little girl heard Zhang An say that the money was all hers, and the whole Everyone was stunned.
She knew that her brother An would give her money, but she didn’t expect that he would always give it to her.
The main reason is that there is too much money here. The little girl has never taken such a thick stack of money.
Then the little girl waved her hand, took out a handful of money and handed it to Zhang An.
“Brother An, I’ll give you this money.”
“Oh? Why should you give it to me? I’m an adult and don’t need to give you money.”
“Yeah, yeah , My brother used to give me money, but now that I have money, I want to give it to my brother too.”
The little girl’s behavior made Zhang An amused, but it can also be seen that her sister’s character. very good.
Who wouldn't like such a cute sister? It's no wonder that Zhang An has always been so kind to her.
Since it was pocket money given by his lovely sister, Zhang An naturally accepted it.
After counting the money several times at home, the little girl still had a bright smile on her face.
Then he took one dollar and handed the others to Zhang An.
"Brother An, can you keep it for me?"
"Why should I give it to my brother for safekeeping? Just take it home." Zhang An didn't quite understand the little girl. action.
“But if I take it home, my mother will confiscate it all and won’t give me a dime.”
Speaking of this, the little girl looked lonely.
Normally Zhang An would give them pocket money, but most of it was collected by Aunt Zhang An.
So now that she has so much money, she really doesn’t want to take it home and have it confiscated by her mother.
So she thought of giving the money to Zhang An to keep it for her.
This little girl is quite smart and knows how to transfer assets.
"Okay, just leave it here with brother. When you need money to buy something, come to me to get it."
Zhang An solemnly assured Xiao Yanzi that after all, this is a Zhang An will definitely not let down the trust of a six- or seven-year-old child.
(End of this chapter)