"Glue candy, big chunks of candy, stretch out the old length-"

A distant shout sounded in Kaoshantun, and the children of every household were immediately summoned, among which the fat man led Qiqi.

The one who sells big candy is an old man riding a bicycle. The car is on the edge of the road, and a carton is tied to the shelves. A bunch of young and half-sized men are in half a circle. You are two pieces, and he is three pieces.

Qiqi was a little weak and couldn't squeeze it up, so she became a little anxious and shouted "Weiwei" in her small voice.

Swish, the crowd scattered, and Qiqi himself was left. He walked happily to the front of the bicycle, raised his toes, and could not see the situation inside the box.

The old man looked at him and was stunned: Who is Weiwei? He glanced at the fat man and immediately understood: This fat man is majestic. How could he know that Weiwei was the nickname given to the little tiger by Qiqi, and it would definitely shock these half-baby boys.

The fat man took out a dollar and handed it over. The old man wrapped a large piece of candy in yellow paper. This was the first time that the fat man saw this kind of candy. One piece was about the size of a popsicle, milky white, and had a sweet fragrance.

He pinched a piece without any grace and took a bite. It was crispy, with a pure sweetness and a fresh rice fragrance.

This candy is good, better than sugar balls and milk candy. The fat man praised it and went home with Qiqi. Both of them held a piece of candy in their hands, crunching as they walked.

"You haven't tasted this Kitchen God yet, so you can eat it first." The old man muttered and continued to shout.

After breakfast, Erya ran over and said, "Fat Uncle, my grandfather told you to go to dinner tonight." Then she looked at the little tiger with Qiqi. However, Weiwei was a little fierce and always bared her teeth at her, which scared the fat man so much that he rushed to the gate to play.

There is no good idea for this little tiger, so I can only raise it like this first, try to contact outsiders as little as possible, and retain its wildness.

Liu Liudada came to Luchang. It was the Chinese New Year, and the three old men under him had to spend in advance. Although the five yuan was not much, it was basically enough to buy New Year's goods.

By the way, these three old men are really dedicated. The deer farm and chicken farm are managed in an orderly manner, and the fat man is very worried. When he was happy, he decided to pay two more dollars each, which is considered as the year-end bonus.

He came to the chicken farm happily, and the three old men were even more happy with the money, and even said that the fat man was kind.

In the afternoon, I went to the captain's house early and saw Aunt Li busy sacrificing the Kitchen God. In the era when the fat man lived, he had long been no longer dedicated to the Kitchen God, so I thought it was quite new.

Because Kaoshantun is a mountainous place, the wind of breaking the four old things in the past few years did not blow. Basically, every household offered the Kitchen God, with the exception of Fatty, but this guy ate better than anyone else.

The Kitchen God's tablet is behind the pot, and it is usually blocked with a small board. After cooking, the board will be removed. The living person will eat. The Kitchen God will look at it and even if it is a sacrifice.

The biggest sacrificial activity is on the 23rd Little New Year. The Kitchen God wants to go to heaven to report to the Jade Emperor about the work of every household. In order to ask the Kitchen God to say more good things, there must be candy in the sacrifice. After eating, the mouth is sweet, and it is best to stick to the mouth.

The fat man looked at the portrait of the Kitchen God. It was very simple. It was not a regular print at first glance. It must have been printed by folk local workshops. The Kitchen God on it has big ears and a fatter figure than the fat man. It is probably smoked behind the pot every day, so it is relatively fat.

There was also a grandmother of the Kitchen God sitting next to the Kitchen God. There were not many people marrying wives among the gods, and the Kitchen God was quite lucky.

Next to them was a pair of boys and girls. Each of them was holding a small jar in his hand. The fat man was a little confused. When he asked Aunt Li, he realized: It turned out that the two jars were of great effect. If this family did a good thing, the Kitchen God would write you a "good" and throw it into the jar; if you do a bad thing, you would write an "evil" and throw it into another jar. At the end of the year, when the Jade Emperor settled the accounts, there were too many bad things, and you would be punished.

Qiqi listened on the side and blinked for a long time: "Grandma Li, the kitchen prince of the family is carrying two jars. I guess she can't put them in the Heavenly Palace. Besides, who can check it out?"

"The child doesn't have many words, and he is very capable." Aunt Li drove Qiqi and Erya into the house.

The fat man also watched it and laughed: To be honest, the child will reveal his true feelings at once. However, offering the Kitchen God is a sustenance. People regard food as the most important thing, and the people all hope to have enough food.

Aunt Li put two large pieces of candy on a plate, put them in front of the portrait, and muttered: "King of Kitchen God, Grandma Kitchen God, go to heaven to speak good things, and keep peace in the world."

Next to me, my daughter-in-law brought two wine cups. It means I want to get the Kitchen God and the Mother-in-law drunk and save me from talking nonsense from heaven. This trick is good and very humane.

After the worship, Aunt Li took off the portrait and called her daughter-in-law: "Get the little horse I had tied last night and send the Kitchen God to heaven."

The daughter-in-law agreed and turned into the room. The fat man heard two jokes in the room, and then Erya's cry came. The daughter-in-law walked out, holding a pony made of sorghum stalks in her hand, but only two legs were left. It was obvious that the two little girls were playing on the kang and were broken.

"What are you doing to beat the child? Just repair it." Aunt Li pulled out a sorghum stalk from the stove pit, pulled down the outer skin, exposed the snow-white flesh inside, cut off both ends with a kitchen knife, and then connected to Xiaoma: "It's just a fool."

After saying that, he quickly bowed a few more times and stuffed the little horse and the portrait of the Kitchen King into the stove pit. The Kitchen King went to heaven to tell the good things.

He threw a handful of soybeans into the stove pit and added food to the horse. Even if the entire sacrificial activity is completed, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, he would buy another statue of the stove prince and paste it on the back of the pot, and even if he would be invited back.

The fat man saw a simple and primitive kitchen sacrifice activity and found it quite interesting. He slipped into the house and saw Erya and Qiqi building a pile of sorghum stalks on the kang, and he was peeling the skin.

Seeing the fat man, Qiqi quickly asked him to help. The fat man sat on the kang in a row, put his pocket in front of his legs, picked up a piece, and pulled off one.

I felt a pain in my hand, and the fat man quickly shook his hand. He put his finger in front of him and took a look, opened a small mouth, and threw the blood into his pocket.

The fat man didn't care either. He flipped through his pocket, took out a piece of white paper, wiped the blood from his hands, and pressed it for two minutes, and it was fine.

The food was also served one after another. The 23rd is the Little New Year, so naturally it cannot be too simple. The fat man put everything behind his head. After drinking a few cups of wine, the captain told the fat man: "Go out for fishing tomorrow, get up early, and set off at four o'clock."

"Where can I go to fish in the middle of winter?" If I hadn't just started drinking, the fat man would have thought there would be too many captains.

"You can go, I guarantee you have never seen that scene." The captain even made a small ambush, so the fat man stopped asking and focused on drinking.

With a little drunkenness, the fat man walked home. When the wind blew outside, his mind was a little clear-headed. The fat man felt something was wrong. The pocket in his hand was too light. He slapped it with his hand and the wooden box inside was gone.

The fat man immediately sobered up and ran back to the captain's house to look for it. The fat man couldn't help but panic: There were still many good things inside, and before the box was gone, he could not go back at all.
Chapter completed!