Break five fortune-telling

Yes, I will never forget it. Not because he is a shopkeeper, nor because he sent a pair of pig's feet. Because, ah, he is from China. Yes, in those days, some Han people who owned real estate would rather have their houses empty than rent them to Manchu and Hui people. However, Shandong people, Shanxi people who come to Beijing to do business, and ordinary Han people who sell coolies to eat are inseparable from our poor flag soldiers. Some rich and powerful Manchu people still look down on the Han and Hui people, so they don't think so about our dealings with the Han and Hui people. Anyway, they are them and we are us, and no one can stop people from getting along well with each other.

After my three days, I should celebrate the New Year. My aunt is very unhappy. She wants to buy a lot of things, but her mother can't buy them for her the next month. Fortunately, when her father was at home, she was embarrassed to turn her face, but her eyebrows screwed tightly and her cheeks twitched from time to time. Second sister noticed that the volcano was about to erupt. She hurried to consult with her father. My father decided to transfer her to my aunt as a purchasing specialist. Second sister knows this is the hardest job, but she can't refuse.

"Half a catty of vinegar, go to Shanxi store to play; Don't feel bad about shoes; Don't go to the grocery store! Did you hear that? " Aunt counted for a long time before giving the money to Xiaoli Benben and the Commissioner.

Vinegar just came back, and the second sister hasn't stood still. "You have to make sesame oil and grind it, understand?" My aunt made another will.

Yes, my aunt doesn't like to pay several pendants at a time and buy several things at a time. She always feels that she is very good at buying something without spending much money at a time. Second sister is very patient. What should menstruation do? She is not afraid of trouble at all, but she is very sorry for her shoes. When I arrived, I had to buy more expensive things, so my aunt went out in person. She doesn't want to give her second sister a lot of money, and she doesn't want her to know that she bought such an expensive thing. When there was no one in the yard, she sneaked out like a small fish. In the street, she wants to buy everything she sees, but everything is too expensive. In the crowd, she pushed around, looking at this and that, very calm, so as not to be fooled. As a result, after two or three hours, she bought nothing back. It was not until New Year's Eve that she went shopping that she took her second sister to the war. The second sister is carrying a basket with all kinds of small bottles and jars. This time, my aunt was not calm. She bought several things at a stall, and none of them were cheap. However, she hates people saying that her things are expensive. Therefore, when the second sister reports to her mother, she always sticks her mouth to her mother's ear and covers her mouth with her hand before she dares to laugh.

Our new year is very simple. Mother can't go to the fields yet, and the second sister is transferred to be a Commissioner, and everything has to be handled by her father. Although my father is a flag soldier, he has lost the all-powerful momentum 200 years ago. If there is an opportunity, he will fiddle with indigo like Zheng Weng, sit in the teahouse and buy two roast chicken on credit, and hum some Huang Er or Paizi songs. However, he didn't have a chance to wear T-shirts and flower feathers. Twenty or thirty acres of land outside the north city have already been sold by the predecessors, leaving only more than one acre, lined with several graves. The house allocated to him was also sold by the ancestors first and replaced with roast duck. It is said that my great-grandmother followed a Manchu official to places as far away as Yunnan. The number of gold ingots obtained by this official cannot be verified. My great-grandmother's task is probably to help the wife of the official get on and off the sedan chair, pack cigarettes and pour tea for her. In our family, we don't talk much about these tasks of our great-grandmother, except that she bought our house.

Yes, my father's only carefree thing is that he doesn't have to pay rent every month. Although it rained heavily in June and July, he was still worried-the courtyard walls were all made of broken bricks, and several places collapsed when it rained heavily. He has no hobbies, neither smoking nor gambling. He only drinks one or two glasses of wine on holidays, and his face looks heavy before he puts down his glass. He loves flowers and plants most. Every summer, he buys a few colorful plums that grandma doesn't hurt and uncle doesn't like to eat at a very low price. As for hemp rope vegetables and grass jasmine, they will grow every year and will bloom without watering. As soon as work is mentioned, he goes to work. He went straight home after work. At home, he didn't study much, so he didn't go to school; There is only one painter's painting "Wang Xizhi loves geese" hidden at home, and I don't look at it at any time, because it is only found on the wall on New Year's Eve every year, and it is not taken off until the 19th day of the first month. He only comes out and goes in, chopping wood, watching colored plums, or brushing rice jars. Someone talked to him, and he was very kind and answered in a low voice. Nobody asked him anything, so he kept smiling and didn't speak all day. He is very polite to people. But when walking in the street, he always looks bad, and he won't catch up until his friends say hello to him. Whenever his mother asked him to visit his relatives and friends, he went happily. Before long, he went home. "Ah! Why are you back so soon? " My mother asked. Father smiled and then dusted his shoes with a rag. In his life, he has never fought or quarreled with anyone. He is more honest than anyone. But no one bullied him. He is a flag bearer with a waist tag.

When I was a teenager, I always asked my mother why: What was my father like? If mom is happy, tell me those characteristics of dad. I always thought my father was a strange flag soldier.

Father threw the onion that hit me three times into the room and was very happy. From then on, until he found and hung up Wang Xizhi's love goose, he not only laughed all the time, but also talked to everyone first. He asked almost everyone: What should this boy be called?

Study and study again. It was not until I burned paper money for my ancestors on New Year's Eve that I decided that my official name was Changshun, nicknamed Baldy, and I was temporarily short of a "teacher".

In addition, my father didn't buy any new year's goods, mainly because he had no money. However, he did not ignore God and Buddha. He not only invited the paper statues of the God of Wealth and the God of Kitchen, but also invited red candles with high fragrance, large and small, and five bowls of moon cakes that have not been made yet. He also cooked some New Year's rice, filled it with a special rice jar, put some red dates, covered it with dried persimmons, inserted a pine branch, and hung a few small gold paper ingots on the branch, which looked quite festive. He simply expressed his joy: "It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, but you can't wronged the Buddha!" The Buddha rewarded me with an old son! "

On New Year's Eve, my mother and I fell asleep early and didn't seem interested in Chinese New Year. My second sister helped my aunt cook the New Year's dishes, and my aunt talked while working, mainly because she was dissatisfied with me. "It's not too early or too late, but it's a Chinese New Year, and the thief is bald!" Whenever she scolds the music in the room, her father comes over and asks with a smile, "Sister, let me help you!" " "

"You?" My aunt looked at him as if she had never seen him before. "You don't want to talk! Think about it, what would you do? "

Father smiled and thought for a moment, then walked back like a farewell assistant or assistant.

In the street, there are more and more fireworks to worship the gods. In the hutong, everyone is chopping jiaozi and making a noise. The smell of gunpowder and the sound of chopping dumplings converge, just as Malik is rushing and growling wildly. On top of this noise, suddenly here, suddenly there, with overwhelming momentum, debt collectors knocked on the knocker, snapping, as if breaking the door and knocker together at once, thrilling and thrilling, even the most tenacious big dog was afraid to make a sound easily. This kind of voice caused a lot of humble entreaties, or noisy to the death, mixed with the cries of women and children. In order to avoid this kind of sound, some ashamed and helpless men secretly ran to the city root or outside the city on this night of the lower boundary between god and cloud, and silently ended their lives.

Jiaozi, whose father only packed vegetarian stuffing. He is quite nervous. It is a tradition of my family to make vegetarian stuffing on New Year's Eve in jiaozi, not only to offer sacrifices to the Buddha, but also to save pork. The works dedicated to the Buddha must be exquisite and delicate, and the flowers squeezed out from the edges must be beautiful and strong-it is unlucky to cook jiaozi. The more nervous he is, the more disobedient Jiaozi is. Some are like boats, some are like mice, and some keep their mouths open no matter how hard they try.

In addition to low technology, I'm afraid it has something to do with "absent-mindedness". His eldest daughter is in his heart. Although he can't make ends meet, he does know this fact, so he dare not calculate the purpose of each sum of money, lest he ask creditors to break the knocker in the third quarter. Mr. and Mrs. Zheng Weng and Mr. Dofu think that having credit means not having it. They have never considered how to pay their debts. If someone is willing to give them the White Pagoda in Beihai on credit, they will not hesitate to accept it. He couldn't think of any clever plan for them to spend the year, so he was very worried about his eldest daughter.

Mother was awakened by a knock at the door nearby. She didn't really go to sleep. She was worried about her eldest daughter. However, she couldn't get up to talk to her father about it, only saying, you should sleep, too!

It is an old rule that many people must abide by to stay up all night on New Year's Eve. Father was surprised at his mother's suggestion. He gave a sigh, wrapped jiaozi as usual, found another penny, wiped it clean, and put it in a jiaozi to test who is lucky-get this jiaozi, and if you don't swallow this penny by mistake, it will be smooth all the year round! He decided to stay until he was old, and called oil lamps, small iron stoves and incense in front of the Buddha all night. With the old son and hope, he must make the lights bright, the weather good, and good luck! He also moved the big green earthen basin into it to store dirty water, and then dumped it after it was broken. After wrapping up another jiaozi like a mouse, he picked up the imperial calendar and saw clearly the positions of the God of Wealth and the Western God, so that he could go out and face them tomorrow morning. He is happy again, thinking that as long as he scrimps and saves, plus the blessing of the Buddha, he will be able to be calm all year round!

In the middle of the night, there were more fireworks in the street, and the shopkeepers began to offer sacrifices to the gods. Father smiled again. He doesn't know whether Yunnan is in the east or in the north, let alone whether Britain is near the United States or not. As long as he heard that fireworks were being set off in Beijing, he felt that the world was peaceful and everyone was happy.

Second sister came in pouting, holding two double ninth festival flower cakes in her hand, with tears in her eyes. I helped my aunt for several days and didn't even get some lucky money. She wasn't annoyed. However, when she received two ancient flower cakes released on New Year's Eve, she was angry! She was about to throw it on the ground when her father stopped her. "This is not good, Niu Er!" Father took two antique snacks and put them on the table. "Two girls, don't cry, don't cry! What bad luck! " Second sister held back her tears.

Father took out hundreds of dollars and gave it to the second sister: "Xiao Li, come here and buy some candied beans or something for bibimbap!" " "He knows that Xiao Li will be sold to the sky tonight, and there are still many children waiting for him who can't afford regular omnivores.

Soon, Xiao Li came over as expected. Second sister was about to go out when her aunt opened the door: "Second girl, just now, I gave you ... feed the dog! Come, come here! " She put a new red ticket into the second sister's hand and slammed the door. Second sister went out to buy some candied beans and Zizyphus jujuba, and two strings of candied haws. When you come back, ask your aunt first: "Aunt, didn't you eat a bunch of gourds?" Bai Haitang! " My aunt replied, "Go to sleep! See you next year! "

Father saw it, and if I let my aunt end this year like this, it will probably not go smoothly early next year. He rushed over and asked hesitantly outside the door, "Sister! Won't you play cards with me and Niu Er? "

"How much do you save?" Menstruation asked.

"Bet on iron broad beans!"

Menstruation smiled, smiled for a while, and blew out the light with a roar!

Father came back and whispered, I made her laugh and won't drop it tomorrow!

Father and daughter chat while eating jelly beans.

"On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, I'm going to pick up my elder sister." Second sister said.

"Yes!"

"Give her to eat? My eldest sister can't eat anything for the dishes chosen by her parents-in-law! "

Father didn't make any noise. He really wants to get something delicious for his eldest daughter, but ... "My little brother is full moon, so I have to ..." Second sister doesn't want to talk any more.

Father wants to scrimp and save and spend New Year's Eve happily, but he can't be happy anyway. He did not dare to doubt whether the unification of the Qing Dynasty could last for hundreds of thousands of years. However, even if the Qing emperor can sit in the golden palace forever, what if his son can fill the vacancy and become a flag soldier? Giving birth to a son is the biggest happy event, but it will also become the most worrying thing!

"My little brother has grown up," said the second sister with an iron broad bean in her mouth, trying to say something nice to cheer up her father. "I have to have a Xiao Qi school as young as me, wearing five products, just like Dajiefu!"

"So what?" Father is unhappy.

"Otherwise, tell him to read more books, take exams and be a Jinshi!"

"Who can afford it?" There is no smile on my father's face. "Simply, call him to learn craft! Just like Fuhai's second brother! " Second sister herself wondered how she could think of so many ideas tonight, or what happened between sweet beans and iron broad beans.

"Let's be standard bearers, but if we can't learn this craft, we won't learn it!" The father and the daughter talked until three o'clock in the morning and never thought of a way out for their little brother. Second sister ate candied haws and fell asleep. The father found a pair of dominoes (2) without a "tiger head" and told his eldest son's fortune alone. On the first day, the first New Year greeting was naturally Fu Hai's second brother. As soon as he kowtowed, my father raised the difficulty of holding the full moon for me. The second brother came up with an idea that was not easy to come up with: "When you pay a New Year call, just resign!" "

Father sat on the edge of the kang, holding a cup of tea, silent for a long time. He knows that the second brother's idea is good. However, I'm really sorry, my old son! How can the son of Guangzong Yaozu not have a full moon?

"You see, even from door to door, there is always something to stop. Our flag bearer likes this set! " Second brother smiled. "However, that's right. Anyway, we said not to hold the full moon yet, and there is nothing to say if we have to come; We are waiting for tea, and they can't pick their eyes! "

"Then you can't wait for tea!" Father said with a frown.

"That is to say! At least get something to eat, they can't be picky about food, and our little brother is finally full moon! "

Father nodded again and again, with a smile on his face: "Yes! Yes! Second child, you are right! " It seems that at least getting something to eat doesn't cost a dollar. "Two girls, bring a pair of pants! Second, go! I'm going to pay a New Year call, too! "

"What are you busy with?"

"I have already told my relatives and friends, and my heart is also practical!"

The second sister found her father's pair of maroon satin trousers. Pants are two years older than the second sister, but they are not too old, because they are only worn for New Year greetings and congratulations. On the sixth day, the elder sister came back, and we didn't give her any assorted hot pot, nor did we give her some Soviet-style boxes in the cheap square. My mother's eyes always follow my sister, as if I can't see her enough and feel sorry for her. The elder sister confided, "Grandma, don't always look at me, I don't dispute what to eat! As long as I can have a good sleep and rest my legs, I will recite Buddha! " Her lips trembled a little when she spoke, but she was afraid to cry. She doesn't want to cry at home and pour out her grievances to dispel the auspicious atmosphere of the New Year. On the ninth day, she returned to her husband's house. When a gust of wind came, I shed two tears, so I can blame Sha for losing her eyes.

My aunt has been playing cards everywhere since the sixth grade, and she has won several times. Therefore, although we are poor in material resources during the Spring Festival, we are still quite energetic. On the night of the Lantern Festival, she actually took her second sister to see the lights and went to the Chenghuang Temple on the west side of the back door to see the fire of the five senses. She seems to attach great importance to her second sister these days, probably because she didn't refuse the gifts of two ancient flower cakes sent on New Year's Eve. That may be to test whether the second sister is really honest and obedient. If the second sister refuses, it means that she will not admit her aunt's hegemony in this yard and will be punished.

Our family didn't even buy a jiaozi. We must save money so that we can entertain friends and relatives who can't stop me on my full moon.

That day, several people came to congratulate him. The first Dofu is DaJieFu. His face is a little thinner, because from the first day to the nineteenth, he was almost too busy to describe. He visited all the temple fairs. In the second day of junior high school, he borrowed an ingot from the Temple of Wealth, making sure that he was very devout and would make some money this year. In Baiyunguan, he beat the old road in bridge opening with copper coins and patted the back of the released old pig with a small stick to see if it would bark. In Changdian, he bought a kite and a bunch of hawthorn. In Dazhong Temple, he drank bean juice and took part in the lucky draw without a ticket, and got a piece of hemp candy the size of a fingernail. Performers at the temple fair, such as practicing routines, talking cross talk, singing bamboo slips and juggling, all got his reward and were called the God of Wealth by artists. Only at the racecourse outside Baiyun Temple did he show his skill, because he didn't have a good horse, and even if he did, he wouldn't ride it. However, after entering the city, he hired a big black donkey with a bell hanging around his neck, which ran quite fast and won the applause of tourists. He was so proud that when he lost his mind, the black donkey ran away and left him in the sand nest. 14, 15 and 16, he went to the Xisi Drum Tower in Dongdan and watched the gauze lanterns, horn lanterns, ice lanterns and malt dragon lanterns for three nights. And rushed to the door of the Minister of the Interior to enjoy the fireworks box and burned a hole in the crepe jacket.

He came to congratulate you, mainly to report the experience of playing ball and spread knowledge. He told my mother and second sister that they didn't get along. So, he had to come and inspire me: little brother, grow up quickly, I will take you to play! Let's flag bearer, nothing else, let's talk about eating, drinking and having fun. Remember, the world is the best!

My father asked Dofu several times how he spent this year, and then he swallowed it back. In the long run, it was Dofu himself who said: the deed was mortgaged, so it was a fat year. Father frowned when he heard this. In the eyes of parents and ordinary self-serious standard-bearers, you must live in your own house in order to take root deeply and live in Beijing forever. For those who earn some money as officials, "eating tiles" is the most reliable. Judging from the income of Zheng Weng and Duo Fu, if they could manage their families diligently, they should have several small houses long ago and borrowed money from them every month. However, they took out the deed! Seeing his father's frown, Dofu couldn't help but explain it a little: Don't worry, yes, if you take out the deed, it's just selling the house! Get the money back as soon as you come!

"That's great! Good! " Father said so, but I doubt if they will ever see their deeds again.

Seeing that there was no hope of eating the wedding banquet, Dofu wandered around and disappeared.

My aunt is panting again. Brother Fuhai went to work, and only my uncle came to sit for a while. Everyone earnestly asked him to stay for dinner, but he refused. However, he came to congratulate her on what had happened. My aunt wanted to lose her temper when she saw such a cold stove, but when my uncle visited her home as a counselor, she smiled again after his uncle left. She asked her father, why didn't you tell me earlier? Three, two, five, two silver, I can still take it out! It's ridiculous to be so cold and cheerless! Father only chatted with Lucy for a while, then said to himself, Boy, hold a full moon with your money, and my old son will be scolded by you!

Spring came earlier this year. A few days before my full moon, there had been two or three strong winds in Beijing. Yes, the spring breeze in Beijing doesn't seem to bring spring, but blows it away violently. In those days, people only knew how to cut trees, but not how to plant trees. Slowly, the mountains became bare and the ground became bare. Once upon a time, even our small graveyard had three or five cypress trees, but by my father's generation, this has become a legend. The bald mountain in the north can't stop the strong wind of the Great Wall, and even though the wall of Beijing is so thick, it can't stop it. The cold wind rolled the yellow sand, making the ghosts cry and howl, and the sky was dark, and the sun and the moon were dull. The sky turns yellow and the yellow sand falls. On the ground, the black soil with horse urine and donkey dung, with trivial things, proudly flew into the sky. In mid-air, black and yellow gradually mixed to form a dark gray sand fog, blocking the sun. Where the sun is, yellow is red, like a solidified blood clot.

When the wind came, the sky-high archway paved outdoors creaked, the curtain was blown to pieces, and cows barked several miles away from Ma Si. The top of the tree couldn't be lower, the dry branches and dry Sophora beans fell off one after another, and the crow's nest on the branches was scattered all over the floor. The dust on Yonglu and the sidewalk seems to fly, and there is no one opposite. People who have to go out are like fish struggling in stormy waves, rushing forward involuntarily with the wind; Legs forward, body backward, walking against the wind. Their bodies and faces are covered with black soil, as if they had just emerged from the ground; Red eyes kept shedding tears, leaving two small mud ditches on both sides of the nose.

The bitter people in the house felt that the gables were shaking, the roof tiles were lifted, and soon the house and people were blown away. The wind blew in from all directions, squeezing out a little heating, and the water tank froze during the day. The table and the kang were covered with foul-smelling dust, and even the boiling bean juice was turning white waves in the middle, while the pot was surrounded by a black circle.

After a while, the wind roared away from the sky; After a while, he scraped the ground, bumped into the courtyard wall, and made a loud noise, scraping the scraps of paper and hay in the yard. Ye Er didn't know where to go. A gust of wind passed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief together, and their hearts fell back to their original positions from a height. However, the wind is coming again, which makes people dizzy. Heaven and earth, even the red walls and golden halls of the imperial city, seem to be shaking. The sun has lost its luster, and Beijing has become a place where flying sand and stones can run rampant. Strong wind and sunset, everyone is looking forward to the ugly sun setting early. At night, it is really quiet. The branches of the big tree are straight again, although they are still put gently from time to time, which can be obviously relaxed and happy. The yard has just been cleaned, and all the scraps of paper are gone, only one or two are occasionally hidden in the corner. There are some small graves on the windowsill, and the soil is extremely dry and delicate. The windowsill is thicker here and thinner there, and pieces of yellowish fine soil are piled up together, like the traces of water left by the beach after the seawater recedes. Everyone has settled down a little, and everyone hopes that there will be no wind tomorrow. But who knows! There was no weather forecast.

Otherwise, how to say, I am blessed! On my full moon, not only was there no wind, but wild geese came in the blue sky. Although there were only a few, the clear singing made everyone run into the yard, pointing to their heads and saying, "Talk in July and September, and geese will come in August and September." Everyone was very excited. We also found a small clump of green Artemisia Ye Er between the bricks on the steps. Second sister was about to take off her big cotton-padded jacket when her mother stopped her: "Don't take it off! Spring is chilly! "

Just then, a car rumbled up and stopped outside our door. Then, a burst of laughter, clearer than the cry of geese, spread into the yard from the outside. Everyone was taken aback!