"What the heck!" His mother said angrily, "After a hard time during the Chinese New Year, your dad can't even afford a lantern, so what else can he buy you? I saw him and he only bought a few lanterns.

If you want to let go of the firecrackers and five big thunderbolts, go ahead."

Big thunder? That thing is untouchable. When it is lit, it makes a loud noise that makes the earth tremble. If not, even his life will be blown away. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to die, he will not take such a heroic method, let alone now.

He didn't want to die anymore.

"Where are the firecrackers? I want to set off some firecrackers." Zhang Xiaoqiang said.

"On the big kang, your father's toes are drying under the quilt. Go and get it yourself... Well, wait, I remember that your father only bought five firecrackers and set off one when he called the New Year Moth.

Put another one at twelve o'clock tonight, another one tomorrow morning, one on the 'Five Doomsday', and another on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month... Your dad bought not too much, not too little, which is just right... So, you can't

Let it go, let’s play something else, otherwise it won’t be used until the New Year.” His mother said.

Forget about this discouragement!

When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard this, he couldn't help but muttered "Mom". Although his voice was low, his mother still heard it.

"Don't curse at people during the Chinese New Year, you'll be in trouble." His mother criticized. After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered another word that even he couldn't hear clearly. It should still be "Mom".

"Okay, I won't let you go. Let me take a look at the head office!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said, crawling to his father's feet, violently lifting the quilt, and saw four firecrackers lying quietly above the mat under the quilt.

, four big thunderbolts, the big thunderbolts are too big, as thick as a rolling pin, the firecrackers are wrapped tightly, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a hanging firecracker with his left hand, and grabbed a big thunderbolt with his right hand

, I can’t put it down until I touch it.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt sleepy. When he listened to the conversation between his grandmother and his mother, he felt sticky, like a rotten egg that had been put away. It had lost its original toughness and elasticity of the yolk and egg white.

At this time, the door of the room rang, and Zhang Ling'er walked in and walked straight to the big kang.

"The dead daughter didn't know she would come back until now." Ms. Li raised her head and looked outside symbolically, estimated the time and cursed. Of course, she didn't care when or even if the dead daughter would come back, she just

I'm used to scolding, which is regarded as a friendly greeting.

"Mom, you just said that it would be bad luck to curse someone during the Chinese New Year." Zhang Xiaoqiang interjected.

"You are everywhere!"

"I am telling the truth!"

"That's bullshit! Go to sleep... It's been too long, and your father won't come back yet!" After Mrs. Li said that, she stretched toward the roof, yawned, and wiped the blood from her eyes.

of sleepy tears.

The eldest grandma was not stupid. In the blink of an eye, she understood the farewell signals sent from Li's body from top to bottom. She felt that she should withdraw, so she stood up unsteadily and subconsciously touched her waist.

He looked at his toes again to make sure they were intact, then turned around and said, "It's the New Year's Day soon," and then staggered toward the door.

"Let's have some more fun, auntie!" Mrs. Li waved her hand in humility from behind.

"No, no, it's getting late. I went to bed late and my bones are cold. I can't warm those two little feet all night long..."

Accompanied by muttering to herself, the grandmother slowly disappeared from the night in Zhang Xiaoqiang's yard. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked blankly at the night sky outside the house and saw several fireworks imprinted on the corner of the sky next to the door.

It gave off a dazzling light, then quickly extinguished, everything returned to calm and disappeared.

Zhang Ling'er didn't pay attention to others at all, climbed onto the big bed and got into bed, fell asleep, and soon fell asleep. Li didn't sleep, so she took another cigarette, sipped the light tea, and fell into deep thought.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was completely sleepless at the moment. He looked at his sister with his big eyes open, and then at his mother, thinking that his mother must be waiting for the return of "your bastard bastard father" in her words. Looking at his expression, he looked more...

Meng Jiangnu looked through the autumn water, and Fan Xiliang, who was eager to return home, was even more melancholy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed and stopped looking at his mother.

After rummaging under the quilt for a long time, he finally pulled out a strand of hair, gently pinched one end, and used the other end to scratch the tip of his sister's nose and nostrils. After scratching, his sister's nose moved and her eyes moved in her eyelids.

After a few scratches and a few scratches, my sister finally sneezed beautifully and woke up from her dream. Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly collected his hair and turned his face to the side.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang, I know it's you, please stop scratching me with your hair, or I'll be rude." Zhang Ling'er said angrily.

"I didn't tickle you!" Zhang Xiaoqiang replied. His sister ignored him and closed her eyes and continued to sleep. After a while, she fell asleep again. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but think: "You fall asleep so fast, you are really a pig!"

After his sister's breathing slowly became even, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the hair again and scratched her ear. Once, twice, the sister's ears moved a few times, but she still didn't wake up. Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his mouth to hold back.

Laughing and continuing to scratch.

"I asked you to scratch me again! I warned you earlier, but you still scratch me!" Zhang Ling'er suddenly jumped up and hit Zhang Xiaoqiang with both fists on his head and face. Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged with a smile and faced the blow that fell on him.

The light punch didn't bother him at all. Zhang Ling'er continued to sleep after the punch, while Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away his hair and curled up to sleep, essentially chuckling, and the whole storm was gone.

Indeed, Zhang Xiaoqiang and his sister never fight. This does not mean that there is no conflict at all, but that when a conflict occurs, someone will always choose to show weakness first. Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang cannot be said to be tolerant if he has the ability to fight back but dodges and gives in.

Still kind of cowardly.

At this moment, the door suddenly banged, and Zhang Zuhua staggered in. He seemed to have drunk a lot. As soon as he entered the door, he turned around and locked the door with a bang.

"Is the door bolted? Are you going to bolt the house door?" Mrs. Li glanced sideways at Zhang Zuhua and asked angrily.

"Door? Damn it, I forgot to bolt the door!"

"If you forgot to bolt it, hurry up and bolt it!"

"I won't remove the bolt, so why don't you order me around?"

"If I don't give you orders, who will give you orders? How about Zhang Wang and Li Zhao? After drinking a little wine, you forget your last name and talk dirty. It's my fault."

"Why don't I drink some wine!"

"You drink too much. How many people in the world are as virtuous as you when you drink?"

"I'm such a virtuous man. If I don't accept it, I'll break up the gang... I won't let anyone stop during the Chinese New Year. I even hid out, what else do you want!"

"well!……"

"You all stop arguing, we can't celebrate the New Year!" Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at the two of them. My sister was suddenly awakened. She crawled out of bed and asked: "New Year? It's already the first day of the new year.

Is it morning? Do you want to put on new clothes? Why do you feel like you just slept for a little while?"

Zhang Zuhua was silent for a while, as if thinking carefully, then he remembered that it was the Chinese New Year after all, so he roughly opened the door and walked out. After a while, he heard several "clang, clang, clang, clang" sounds coming from the yard, and he probably locked the door.

Then there were several heavy footsteps, and he rushed into the house again. His hands and feet seemed to be disobedient, and he was hurriedly bolting the door.

"Don't bolt the door yet, I want to go out to pee!" Mrs. Li shouted.

"Mom! If you don't go in the morning, you won't go in the evening. I won't go until the door is locked... What a lazy ass!"
Chapter completed!