The taste of childhood-those simple pleasures

When I was a child, I was most looking forward to the Spring Festival. In the eyes of adults, the Chinese New Year is a festive day to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, but in the eyes of my children, it is much simpler. China New Year means new clothes, candy, firecrackers, lively watching and, of course, lucky money!

Grandma is also looking forward to the New Year. Every Spring Festival, three children, married and having children, go home, and the family get together again, talking and laughing, sharing the new things of the year. The old year passed with laughter, and the new year came with firecrackers.

In those years, my grandmother grew up with five grandchildren, and I was the youngest. The older children are more than ten years older than me and have all gone to middle school. I became grandma's little cotton-padded jacket, and I was tired of staying with my grandparents and accompanying them to guard the empty yard.

As the New Year drew to a close, grandma began to get busy. Grandpa is a Luo Guo, bent badly, and his face is facing his knees when he stands. Grandpa is handy, but he can't help grandma. Grandma can only jump out of a pair of little feet, wash and mend, and support the whole family by herself.

Grandma also has a daughter, my old aunt. My aunt has leukemia and is weak, so she can't help my grandmother. I was busy when I was a child, and I didn't know the troubles of adults. I can't see my aunt's pain or my grandmother's sadness. Now that I think about it, grandma really loves me. Grandma has always been very concerned and patient with me.

I still remember that at the end of that year, my grandmother, who had been busy all day, sat on the hot kang, shook me in her arms and said, "Children, don't be greedy, it will be the year after Laba;" ? Laba porridge, after drinking for a few days, is twenty-three miles away; Twenty-three, honeydew melon is sticky; Twenty-four, sweeping the house; ? Twenty-five, frozen tofu; Twenty-six, go to buy meat; ? Twenty-seven, slaughter the rooster; Twenty-eight, send face; Twenty-nine, steamed bread; Stay up for 30 nights; ? Walking all over the street the first day and the second day. "Grandpa sat on the edge of the kang, smoking silently, and the smoke slowly transpired, as if it had brought me into a dream. The day passed like this. The year is getting closer. ?

My new year started early in grandma's arms.

The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is my uncle's birthday. But before thirty, my uncle in Shijiazhuang couldn't come back. Every day grandma always talks about my uncle and tells me that this day is his birthday. I think my uncle is lucky to have candy in his mouth every birthday.

At that time, the Chinese New Year was very grand. The pig that has been raised for a year should be sold for money to make a new suit for the child. Grandma bought peanuts, melon seeds and sweets and put them away carefully. Send us some greedy cats according to the quantity, or they will be gone before the Chinese New Year.

Grandma boiled pork elbows, trotters and pork belly in a cauldron, then burned a woodpot to stew and cool it, put it in a vat and pressed it with stones, so that the wild cats dug all night without moving.

My sisters helped my grandmother wash and move things, so busy that the wind ran away. Finally, stewed chicken, stewed duck, tickling box, fried sweet potato and steamed bread are all prepared one after another. Finally, grandma took the apples collected for several months out of the cellar and arranged them, and then sent us to buy two big firecrackers and two small firecrackers. The big firecrackers are hung on the night of New Year's Eve and the early morning of the first day, and the small firecrackers are open for our children to play with.

I always tease my grandmother to buy flowers. Grandma loves money, saying that it will be gone after a while, but grandma loves me even more and can't bear to see me disappointed. Every time grandma took out a handkerchief with money, she opened it three floors inside and three floors outside, took out some wool tickets and told me not to spend it blindly. With hard-won money, I jumped into the cooperative again and again, and I didn't dare to decide casually. I always look at the counter for comparison, and I have to ask my aunt to tell me what the words I don't know are. I actually learned a lot of words by buying flowers.

In 2008, with grandma's busyness and sisters' expectation, it finally came. My parents came back, and so did my uncle's family. Grandma's house is very lively. Grandpa is a scholar and writes well, but since my father came to my house, the task of writing couplets has always been his. Dad fell in love with a beautiful young mother when he went to work in the countryside. Grandpa appreciates his father, including his elegant brushwork.

At that time, there was no TV at home, and the lights were all dim light bulbs. The house was still built with mud, and the newly bought white window paper was pasted on the wooden window lattice again. My aunt took all kinds of window grilles cut by my sisters and me and opened them brightly on brand-new window paper. The old house is stained with joy and seems to be getting younger.

The square table can't hold a family. Grandpa and the adults in the family sat around the table, and grandma took the children to sit at a low table. Adults always eat slowly when drinking and chatting. I was in a hurry to finish my meal, picked up the loose whip and ran to the yard to fight. Grandma didn't trust me, so she ate it hastily and told me not to collapse. Grandma also said to wait until the adults finished eating before putting flowers and watching them together.

The yard is cold and dark. Only a small light bulb in front of the door is flashing yellow. Because the voltage is unstable, it is dimmed from time to time.

I dare not stand alone in the yard at ordinary times. But firecrackers emboldened me, and I forgot to be afraid when I left. Suddenly, I don't know which sister stood by the door and shouted, here comes the cat and monkey! Great fear drove me into the room and began to cry. Grandma scolded her sister and wiped my tears with her thick hands. Grandma said not to cry on New Year's Eve.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the women packed their things, and everyone gathered around the fire and sat on the kang talking about peanuts and melon seeds. My aunt is only over 30 at home on the second day of the Lunar New Year, but sometimes she sends her daughter back. My cousin is one year and four months younger than me, and we often play together. With my cousin, I have company.

My aunt will also bring back two children. My son is as old as my sisters, and my daughter is four months older than me. My son was brought up by my grandmother, and we know each other very well. My daughter grew up with her uncle and aunt and didn't often go home. I just want to play with my cousin. Cousin is always pouting and unhappy.

My cousin and I got carried away. We crossed our legs on the kang and circled again and again. We rowed here to eat a melon seed, rowed there to take a peanut, and rowed it into our stomachs. Sometimes we wrestle and the whole family cheers for us. I am old and win every time. I never knew my sister and cousin were in a hurry, so I twisted my arm and pushed the cow with me. I'll throw her over. When my cousin cried, my mother complained that I didn't know how to let my sister go. At this time, grandma took out her precious handkerchief and opened it three layers inside and three layers outside. Seeing the lucky money, the children immediately gathered around, their eyes lit up and their cousin forgot to cry. We strive to kowtow to our grandparents. It made everyone laugh again, and the adults took out money to lead us to kowtow to the New Year. Although my cousin is only four months older than me, she looks much older, unlike me and my cousin who are ignorant. Cousins and sisters just pay lip service and don't kowtow. My cousin and I think it's fun, sometimes endless. Grandma will give us fifty cents when she is happy.

At ten o'clock, the adults began to prepare for jiaozi, who is thirty years old. My aunt is tall and energetic. She is in charge of mixing noodles and my mother is in charge of mixing stuffing. Wake up, the family began to package jiaozi. Aunt rolls the skin quickly and roundly, and the whole family can wrap it.

Without the audience, my cousin and I began to have heavy eyelids, while grandma and mom watched us while working to keep us from falling asleep. My aunt has a way to give us a noodle so that my cousin and I can feel refreshed for half a day. Stick your face on your nose for a while, stick your face into two beards for a while, then catch a cat and dress up.

My sisters are old enough to help with jiaozi. Although the bag is not good, we can make up the number. However, when eating jiaozi, no one wants to eat their own jiaozi. Only Dad happily ate all the rest of jiaozi.

It will be several years before my sister can wrap up jiaozi. My aunt and grandfather both died, and my aunt gave birth to a little cousin for us.

The happiest thing in Chinese New Year is shooting. Dad always loosens the whip. Uncle only puts some whips and flowers. Uncle loves to let monkeys fly to the sky. With a squeak, the little monkey went straight into the sky and disappeared with a few clusters of light. I remember once my uncle lit a monkey, but he ran late. The monkey jumped into uncle's pants. Uncle jumped up and made us children laugh our heads off. Big JIU shook off the fireworks in his pants and scolded "Damn it". After the Spring Festival, this has become a classic happiness that we must recall.

Now my uncle has been dead for six years, but my 30-year-old uncle's flying monkey appearance has always remained in my childhood memory. The uncle at that time was young and handsome.

You can't sleep late on the first day. All the neighbors come to pay New Year's greetings. Everyone's face is filled with joy when they say "Happy New Year". When I got up early in the morning, I also learned to say hello to my grandparents like an adult. My grandparents' eyes smiled and bent into a crescent.

The second day is the happiest day for grandparents. Aunt and uncle also came back, and the family got together, round and round, and harmonious.

The second day and the third day are the busiest. Adults go to visit relatives, and relatives come to pay New Year greetings one after another. Our children have become wild horses, running all over the street, picking up unlit firecrackers everywhere. Fill a bag and go out to look for it.

I don't know from which day, I heard grandma's sigh again. Adults should go home. Grandma's year is coming to an end

For me, 2008 is far from over. Grandma left me enough delicious food for a month. I still have many firecrackers.

The taste of childhood just melted between lips and teeth, echoed in firecrackers and lingered in memory for a long time. ...