Morning time.

The sound of "pop", "pop" and "pop" from setting off firecrackers came constantly from the door of the courtyard. Sometimes there were two sounds in a row, and sometimes there were some intervals.

The west wing of the front yard.

The third uncle sat on the Laojun chair and drank tea happily.

The third aunt and Yan Jiedi were roasting sweet potatoes in front of the stove, and the remaining three boys went out to play.

The alley is so big, these three boys are full of energy, and they don't know where they are going crazy.

This sweet potato is a good thing, with a large yield per acre and a cheap price. It tastes different from usual when roasted as a snack and you won’t get tired of it. It tastes sweet and is of high quality and low price. It is an excellent enjoyment.

Originally, the three of them didn't care. It was the Chinese New Year, so there was no way people would set off firecrackers.

But after listening for a while, the movement outside showed no sign of stopping.

The third uncle tilted his head in confusion and said, "Whose boy is this? How long has it been there? A box of twenty costs ten cents. I'm afraid it's two yuan now, right?"

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The third aunt's hands were wandering on the wall of the stove. She was more afraid of the cold and could sit inside the room, but would never go out.

When she heard her wife's question, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Are they Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, brothers?"

"It's not like you don't know that since the incident happened last time at the second uncle's house, his temper has become somewhat calmer. The two boys are not beaten on weekdays. The second aunt is very kind to these two children."

Thinking of what happened at the second uncle's house, the third aunt looked sad. Who would have thought that Liu Guangqi, who has always been obedient, could be such a person?

I vomited the truth after drinking, and I saw a girl when I got married. I haven't come back before the new year. I'm afraid it will be like what I said that day. I don't want to come back after I leave. I think the Liu family doesn't have this son.

"These two boys have been holding back for a long time these days. Now that they have pocket money in their hands, they can finally let go and have fun."

When the third uncle thought about it, he also felt that this was the truth.

But then I felt something was wrong. I didn't hear the two boys shouting. On the contrary, Zhongyuan Banggan shouted twice happily. The second uncle probably wouldn't give these two brothers so much money.

"I went out to take a look. It doesn't look like these two boys are making a fuss."

The third aunt didn't care, she was just joining in the fun. Some people could sit still, and some couldn't. The third uncle just liked to join in, just to see if there was anything he could take advantage of.

She said casually, "Close the door, otherwise all the heat in the room will escape."

"I know I know."

The third uncle put on his coat, walked backwards out of the door, closed the door smoothly, held his sleeves with both hands, and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the third uncle looked up at the sky. At this time, the sky was slightly gloomy, as if it was going to snow.

"It's snowed a lot this year. It snowed twice a year ago. Is there going to be a third one?"

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. I hope life will be better next year. We just started issuing meat stamps in February this year. I always feel like I can't eat the canned meat. I haven't let go of the eggs yet. Hey, this person is not as good as God. He doesn't have this thing."

, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

The third uncle lamented that life had been really hard in the past two years, and it was getting worse every year. Finally, there were signs of improvement.

After passing the Weeping Flower Gate and walking to the door of the courtyard, the third uncle glanced outside, and suddenly he felt enlightened.

On the doorstep, a strong man with short hair wearing a coat and wide trousers set off firecrackers.

He held a yellow incense stick about ten centimeters long in one hand and waved it to the side with the other hand. The cute little girl next to him quickly put the firecracker in his hand. All he had to do was light it and throw it onto the street, and it would snap.

There was an explosion.

On the alley street, a boy with a watermelon head also held incense in one hand and fired off firecrackers. He placed one on the east side and one on the west side. He looked very happy.

The third uncle understood it as soon as he saw the person, and he said, "Whose family can be so rich? They can spend several dollars on setting off firecrackers, not for food or drink."

He is really good at playing. He can set off firecrackers and still have people waiting for him.

The third uncle said with a bit of sadness: "Zhuan Zong, you have added a lot of happiness to our yard. How much money did you put in?"

"Ouch!"

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Yi Chuanzong threw the firecrackers behind him in a panic.

As soon as the third uncle finished speaking, he saw a firecracker and threw it at his feet. He lowered his head and looked at it with great skill, and the firecracker exploded with a pop, which immediately frightened him.

At this time, Yi Chuanzong turned around and said with a smile: "Who was I then? Third uncle, you make a little noise when you walk, it scares me! This happiness is not calculated by how much money you spend.

, if you really count it in terms of money, you won’t be happy at all.”

When the third uncle came back to his senses, he was no longer happy, "You kid, you scared me, and you're the one who complained first!"

Yi Chuanzong grinned, "Hey, I'm not sure, I'll give you a piece of cake."

Xiaodang smiled secretly, and then greeted skillfully, "Happy New Year to the third great grandfather." They killed a lot of people today, and this uncle is very good at playing.

The third uncle's expression softened.

During the Chinese New Year, cannons were fired under the feet, and people here also expressed their congratulations, and there was no way they were unhappy about it.

But the child can be spared, but the married man cannot be spared. The third uncle pinched his throat and said: "Inheriting the clan, you and their children can play together."

Yi Chuanzong chuckled, having fun, no matter who he was playing with, he felt pretty good.

For free, you can call someone to deliver ammunition, and someone to help him light the cannon.

If you don’t have money, you don’t care who releases it. If you have money, it’s better if it’s more lively. Spend money just to listen to the sound, buy the atmosphere, watch the excitement, and have a good time.

By "fucking" your son and "fucking" your daughter, you can accumulate experience in advance and maybe get some unexpected rewards.

However, the third uncle's tone did not sound like he was praising others. Yi Chuanzong said with pain and distress: "Third uncle, don't mention it. All the ten yuan pocket money was used to buy cannon. Today's supply is almost gone. I will spend the New Year."

You’re still preparing for the whole big job, so why don’t you have some fun with these fifteen years? No matter how much you calculate, it’s not enough, why don’t you give me some advice?”

The third uncle looked heartbroken when he heard that, ten yuan firecrackers!

Is this something an adult can do?

You really don’t take money as money!

During the Chinese New Year, he gave his child 20 cents to buy two boxes of firecrackers. The child could play with them for more than ten days if he saved them.

Sure enough, if this adult doesn't know how to settle accounts, he won't be able to live his life like this!

The man in front of me cannot take money in his hands!

"You'd better stop teaching me. You can only save what you have. When I run out of money, I can just ask my wife for it."

Yi Chuanzong thought for a moment before speaking again, and stabbed the third uncle.

The third uncle suddenly looked angry, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was something in this kid's words, and he said angrily, "It's Chinese New Year, please make the third uncle feel happy and don't make fun of me." After that, he walked away.

Yi Chuanzong shrugged. He was waiting and waiting until the third uncle invited him to dinner. Why couldn't he order a few words?

This person lives his life by just calculating how much money he can earn from his dead salary. He has to think about how to make more income and maintain it.

Although I was extremely happy while eating and drinking something that others cared about, which was not a good thing, it was still really satisfying.

Especially the third uncle. Just thinking about the iron cock plucking its feathers makes him very excited.

The sound of firecrackers over there also stopped, and Banggeng ran over very happily, "Uncle Chuanzong, I have completed all the tasks you assigned! There is only one that does not go off, it is a squib."

Yi Chuanzong turned his head and looked inside the Xiaodang box. They had finished putting out the firecrackers there. Thirty boxes of firecrackers cost three yuan. There were ten dumb firecrackers in them. The probability of one in sixty being dumb firecrackers was relatively low.

"I don't have any more here. Today's firecracker activity is over. Give me that squib to make up twenty for the New Year!"

Bangge nodded excitedly, "Here, Uncle Chuanzong." It's still uncle who knows how to play.

Yi Chuanzong reached out to take it, put it in a box, and then pretended to put it in his pocket but actually threw it into his carry-on space.

He took out a wad of money, about twenty yuan, and then took out two two-cent pieces from it, "Here, take two cents each."

Xiaodang obediently reached out to take it, but Banggeng stretched out his hand to stop him. He looked over with some embarrassment, "Uncle Chuanzong, you have already played firecrackers for us. We can't take your money. My mother won't let me mess around."

Taking, asking for other people’s things.”

Yi Chuanzong smiled slightly. It was okay to be a mother. She didn't let her children take it and went to get it by herself. But something went wrong later.

Silly Zhu is a good person, but this honest person may not always be able to do good things.

Watching the drama, Qin Huairu wanted to rely on Silly Zhu. Of course, she would not stop her children from taking Silly Zhu’s things. This widow was very brave. She wished that Banggeng would get more small things so that the two of them could have more contact.

Woolen cloth.

But this kid doesn't understand this. He can't tell the difference between the one who takes Sha Zhu and the one who takes Xu Damao. He doesn't know what the relationship is between his family and Sha Zhu. If he has to understand something, he doesn't want to have any relationship.

"Your mother is right, you really can't take other people's things. If others don't want to, then it's stealing, and thieves are definitely wrong. But this time is different. You feel like I invited you to play, but on my side

I’m asking for your help. If you put in the effort, you will get something. If you put in the effort, you will get the reward you deserve. You can take what you deserve with confidence."

"Come on, let me show off the cannons and get two cents. Next time, don't blow up those two dogs. Otherwise, if the mistress of the dogs comes over, your mother will be unlucky and you two will also be beaten. Xiaodang, pass it to me.

Get two cents from the gun, please be careful next time anyway, little girls should be careful and not just carelessly join in the fun."

"Okay, if Banggeng still wants to let his sister watch it later, if Xiaodang buys snacks, he will eat them with his brother."

"This..." Banggeng felt that what he said made sense, but he also felt a little weird. He couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. He seemed to understand something in his heart, but he couldn't say it out.

Yi Chuanzong put two cents into the hands of the two children, "What are these, take them."

"I have other work for you. You can go to the backyard later and tell Xu Damao to clean up the paper I used to shoot off the cannons. This Chinese New Year has to keep the streets clean. Although the red color is festive, it is also somewhat messy.
To be continued...