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  Chapter 132 Posting New Year Pictures

   A bottle of canned food is really not much, so Liu Qingshan simply opened another bottle and distributed it to everyone.

  Canned food sold for more than one yuan per bottle at the time, which was really not cheap, so children in rural areas rarely ate it once or twice a year.

  When I heard about eating canned food, I was of course excited. If I had a minor illness, I immediately regained my energy, and half of the illness was cured first.

   There are two empty cans left, which were washed by Shan Xing and said to be kept as small lanterns during the Chinese New Year.

  Seeing that it's really late today, Liu Qingshan touched her little head: "I'll make you lanterns tomorrow."

  The next day when I came back from the mountain, I found that the fourth child was alive and kicking again. It seems that the treatment of canned fruit is effective.

  Liu Qingshan ate a few large cornmeal pancakes and drank a bowl of sauerkraut soup, Shan Xing put two clean cans in front of Liu Qingshan.

   During the Chinese New Year here, children in every household will carry small lanterns and rush from the east house to the west house.

  At that time, there was a special kind of colored small candle, about the thickness of a little finger, ten centimeters long and short. The little dolls called this candle "kowtow", and they didn't know what it meant.

  Probably because it is relatively short, the kowtow time, is it burnt out?

   Glue this small candle to the bottom of the jar, tie a noose around the mouth of the bottle with a hemp rope, and hold it with a small wicker stick. A small lantern is ready.

   But this is only the elementary ones, the small candles inside are easy to fall down. What Liu Qingshan made for his two younger sisters today is a relatively advanced one.

  The most important thing is to remove the bottom of the can. You can put the bottle outside and freeze it for two hours, then pour hot water into the bottle, and the bottom of the bottle will explode.

  However, if you do this, you can't control the bursting of the bottle, and it often falls apart directly, and a canned bottle is scrapped.

  Liu Qingshan has a trick. Pull the cotton thread from the thread board, fold it in half several times, and soak it in kerosene.

   Then wrap a circle slightly above the bottom of the bottle.

   "Five, light the fire!"

  Shan Xing held the matchbox, was ready at that moment, struck one immediately, and ignited the string.

   Hula, all the cotton threads in a circle burned.

  The most critical time has come. Liu Qingshan put the can bottle upside down and thrust it into a basin of cold water next to it.

  With a crisp click, the bottom of the bottle fell off.

  Take out the canning bottle, the break is neat and perfect.

  Looking at Yang Hongying next to her, she was stunned for a while: "Sanfenger, I didn't expect you to have this ability?"

   After finishing speaking, he asked the fourth and fifth children: "Caifeng, Shanxing, can you explain the scientific principles in this?"

  These two are still too young, so of course they can’t explain clearly, they just know that it has something to do with hot and cold.

  Yang Hongying explained to them the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction, and the fourth child really understood it, and asked with wide eyes:

   "Old sister, there will be cracks in the ground in winter, and they will disappear in summer. Is it because of this?"

  Little guy, you can draw inferences from one instance, it’s amazing.

  Yang Hongying also patted her on the head to show her encouragement.

Shan Xing next to    added: "Old sister, I played glass **** with Caifeng yesterday, and one of her flower glass **** rolled into the ground crack."

  While the sisters were chatting, Liu Qingshan continued to work. He used a saw to pull two wooden boards slightly larger than the bottom of the can, and this wooden board replaced the original bottle bottom.

   A thin iron nail is nailed in the middle, and a length of about one centimeter is exposed. This is for inserting candles.

  Put iron wire on both sides, and the wire passes through the inside of the canning jar, just to fix the canning jar.

  Bend a small circle at the top of the iron wire to tie the rope, and finally connect a smooth small wicker stick, and a small portable lantern is ready.

  Liu Yinfeng also came to help, and cut out some big red carps, flowers and butterflies with colored paper, and decorated them around the bottle, making the small lanterns even more beautiful.

  The other one was also made in the same way. After finishing, the two little girls ran out with their hands, eager to show the new toy to other friends.

   "It's still daylight."

  Liu Qingshan yelled, but didn't call them, and simply ignored them.

   At this time, Lin Zhi had already made a large pot of paste, and it was the twenty-sixth of the twelfth lunar month, so hurry up to paste the wall.

  The newspapers have been bought from the brigade, and they were all brought back from Spring City.

   Picked up a stack and put it on the dining table, Liu Yinfeng took the brush head and started to brush the rice on the paper.

  Yang Hongying carried the brushed newspapers in both hands, and handed them to Liu Qingshan who was standing on the bench, and he pasted them on the shed one by one.

  First paste the shed, then paste the wall, this order can not be poor.

  The recorder on the cover of the cabinet was still playing English tapes, and Liu Yinfeng muttered a few words from time to time.

  Listening to English tapes at work, Liu Qingshan always felt a little awkward: "Old sister, second sister, I almost fell asleep listening to it, can you play a song?"

   Well, Liu Yinfeng was really worried about falling her brother, so she changed the tape, and then there was still a burst of news about Ingrid.

  She brushed her long hair by her ears with her hand, and looked at Liu Qingshan helplessly.

  It was Yang Hongying who smiled and changed another tape, and said: "Yinfeng, you can't just think about studying, pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

  Accompanied by the familiar whistle, a relaxed, happy and slightly sour singing voice floated out of the recorder:

  On the banyan tree by the pond, Cicada is calling Xia Tian loudly...

  Liu Qingshan remembers that this song "Childhood" was released the year before last, and it was unexpectedly passed on so soon.

  It seems that the pace of the times has accelerated, and they have to keep up with the pace of development of Jiapigou.

  Was thinking about it, when the door opened, there was a huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?

   There is another one wiping tears, Er Mangzi, who is empty-handed, and can't find any cans at home.

  At that time, not everyone could find free cans and bottles.

  Gao Wenxue replaced Liu Qingshan, and his elder brother-in-law was in charge of brushing rice dumplings. Liu Qingshan was surrounded by a group of little fellows. It is estimated that these cans are enough for him to make it dark.

  This is not acceptable. If you must hire a helper, send the four tigers to call Zhang Jizi.

   This time it was much easier, Liu Qingshan was only responsible for frying the bottom of the bottle, and the rest of the work was done by Zhang Shu, which greatly improved the efficiency.

  After making one, the children ran out happily, and came back after a while. The little lantern had already been tied with a rope and picked up with a wicker stick.

  The rest of these simple things can be done by yourself.

  In the room, the voice of childhood songs echoed, and Liu Qingshan could also feel the happy childhood of the little dolls around him.

  Maybe they don’t have watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes, but their spiritual life is far richer than the children of later generations.

  Nature is their playground.

  Do-it-yourself soil toys can also bring happiness.

   And this kind of happiness is often something that cannot be bought with money.

   "Brother-in-law, hurry up and swipe."

   Liu Yinfeng's voice sounded in the room, Liu Qingshan glanced at it, and shook his head.

  I saw the eldest brother-in-law holding a brush in his hand, brushing the paste, and reading the newspaper while muttering.

  The children also covered their mouths and giggled, but Yang Hongying took advantage of the situation to educate them: "Don't laugh, how can you become a writer if you don't have the drive to study hard?"

  In Liu Qingshan’s view, the eldest brother-in-law and the second sister Liu Yinfeng are almost the same type of people. The common characteristics of this type of people are:

   Only when there is some infatuation, can there be success.

   After the wall was pasted at home, it was time to paste the wall at the grandfather’s house. A group of people worked for a full day before the wall was finished.

  After pasting up the newspaper, turn on the light, and the room is bright and majestic.

   "Post New Year pictures, post New Year pictures!"

  The little fourth couldn't wait a long time ago, holding the three-headed and six-armed Nezha, he kept yelling.

   "I said there is something missing on the wall."

  Liu Qingshan muttered something, without the decoration of New Year pictures, the wall looks really awkward.

  He still remembers that for a few years when he was a child, the family really had no money, and he didn’t buy New Year pictures for the New Year.

  It was the mother who took a small piece of steamed bun and wiped it carefully on the surface of the old New Year painting.

  The dust on the New Year pictures was brought down by the scum of steamed buns, and the New Year pictures became bright again, just like new ones.

   This year’s New Year pictures are also bought a lot. On the kang head of my grandfather’s house, there is a picture of an old birthday star riding a deer, and there is a big fat boy holding a birthday peach, which is very joyful.

   "This sika deer is the same as the big deer!"

  Shan Xing pointed to the sika deer in the painting, her little face was also full of excitement.

  “Deer is a symbol of good fortune and longevity, so people like sika deer.”

  Liu Shikui also smiled, feeling very satisfied with this painting.

  Old people, who doesn’t want to live a long life?

  The little fourth child tilted his head and thought for a while: "Grandpa, next time the big deer comes, you can also ride it around, and you will definitely become an old birthday star."

Ha ha!

  Give Liu Shikui to Le De, hugged the fourth child, and kissed her on the cheek.

  Another picture is a fairy holding a plate of birthday peaches.

  At first Liu Qingshan thought it was the seven fairies picking flat peaches, but after Shan Xing read the name of the New Year picture, it turned out to be "Magu presents her birthday".

  The little fourth child looked at the fairy's face for a long time, and said a little puzzled: "Why didn't you see pockmarks on Magu's face?"

   Any fairies with pockmarks?

  Even Yang Hongying was amused by her: "Magu, a fairy, became a fairy because she cultivated in Magu Mountain, not because she has pockmarks on her face."

  After thinking about it, she added: "It is said that she even experienced three times when the sea turned into a mulberry field."

   "It's amazing, how long will it be!"

  Shan Xing also widened her eyes in surprise.

   "That's why it is a symbol of longevity. Generally speaking, people like to use old birthday stars to celebrate the birthday of grandfathers; to celebrate the birthday of female elderly, just like our grandma, it is best to use Magu."

  Yang Hongying spoke eloquently, and even Liu Qingshan became more knowledgeable.

   Being in this atmosphere, Yang Hongying suddenly felt: Now, she really regards this place as her home.

  After posting the New Year pictures of my grandfather’s house, I went back to my own home to continue posting. On the wall above the kang, there was naturally Nezha Naohai, the fourth child.

  Looking at Xiao Laosi holding a feather duster as a pointed gun, and Shan Xing holding a handkerchief as a lingerie, Liu Qingshan grinned: "This is where the trouble started, right?"

   There are several stickers on the ground, and the room looks even more joyful.

  After dressing up with their own hands, the inside of the home has a new look, and it feels different when they do it themselves.

   Decorate life with your hands, the taste of the year, isn't it contained here?

  (end of this chapter)