Song Wen stood in the parking lot and waved to see off his mother and Emu and her group.

During this day, he felt more tired than a year after. Not to mention his mother, he said that Guo Chunhua and Am held his hand and asked this and that, almost recovering all his life outside in the past few years. His mother was still joining in the fun and asking, which made his forehead almost smoke.

Song Hu and his in-laws were taking care of the children and pretending to be nothing, but he had long known that they had laughed in his heart.

It is said that three women have a play, which means that three underage girls, women of their mother age are more than just one play, but there are several more.

The workers who installed the street lights have already returned. Dozens of street lights will definitely not be installed in a day, and it is estimated that they will take several more days to install.

After being pulled by Emu and the others for a day, he didn't know what he was saying in the end. He was confused anyway, and they were a little dizzy when they asked, so they simply went back to the house, closed the door, and went to bed.

In a blink of an eye, it is the winter solstice again.

The Winter Solstice, also known as the "Winter Festival" by the southern Fujian people, is one of the twenty-four solar terms and a very traditional festival. In the old days, both the government and the people attached great importance to it, and there were activities for sacrificial sacrifices in the Winter Festival since the Zhou Dynasty.

"The Spring Officials of Zhou Li and the Divine Officials" records: "When winter comes, it will lead to gods, humans and ghosts." It means worshiping the ancestors of heaven and earth, praying for good weather, eliminating epidemic diseases in the country, reducing the hunger and death of the people in the famine and the people. However, "The Book of the Later Han Dynasty" also contains: "Around the Winter Solstice, a gentleman will be at peace, and all officials will be in trouble." On this day, a capable man must be selected, drumming zither and playing the throne, and playing the law of the yellow bell to celebrate.

The Book of Jin also records that "the Winter Solstice of the Wei and Jin Dynasties were praised by all nations and officials... and their etiquette was inferior to the Zhengdan period." By the Tang and Song Dynasties, the Winter Solstice was equally important as the year's first year.

In the "Dream of Tokyo Dreams" by Meng Yuanlao Meng of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is written: "The winter solstice in November. The capital is the most important festival. Although the poorest people accumulate loans in one year, they will be able to change their clothes and prepare food to worship their ancestors. The officials will release the pass and celebrate the exchanges, just like the New Year's Day."

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the emperors had a ceremony to worship the sky, called "the suburbs of the winter solstice". There were hundreds of officials in the palace who presented congratulations to the emperor, and they also had to congratulate each other, just like New Year's Day. However, the people did not regard the winter solstice as a festival, but there were some activities that were appropriate.

Just like in southern Fujian, on the winter solstice, you must cook brown sugar glutinous rice dumplings, which are called "Winter Festival rounds".

Early in the morning, Song Wen got up, rode a motorcycle to the town to buy some beef, and then returned to Songjiabao and rolled rounds with Xixi.

There are two types of "Winter Festival Round" in southern Fujian, one is sweet and the other is salty.

The sweet thing is used to worship gods, ancestors, land, and kitchen god.

In the morning, his mother had already rounded the Winter Festival for worship and had cooked it with brown sugar. The remaining glutinous rice balls were to be rubbed for lunch.

The winter festival circles in southern Fujian are all made of glutinous rice.

In the past, I used a stone mill to grind the soft glutinous rice into slurry water, and then put it in a cloth bag to filter out the moisture. What I left was a glutinous rice ball with winter festival rounds. Now it is much easier to grind directly with machine than before. Some of them do not use glutinous rice mill at all, but use glutinous rice flour to carry water. Although this is convenient, the winter festival round made of glutinous rice flour does not seem as delicious as the winter festival round made of glutinous rice mill, and it doesn’t feel that it is so refreshing.

The winter festival circles in southern Fujian are very interesting. No matter how much they are made, there must be two winter festival circles that are larger than other rounds. Everyone says this is called "yuanmale" and "yuanmale". Song Wen still doesn't know why he did this, and he doesn't understand.

The winter festival rounds that need to be worshipped must be cooked with brown sugar before they can worship gods, ancestors, land, and Kitchen God. After worship, the two largest "roof male, round mother" are pasted in front of the statue of the Kitchen God. In the past, they were also pasted on the main doors, windows, cabinets, beds, chairs, bird houses, livestock houses, etc., but now there are fewer ones, and most of them are placed in their own stomach after worshiping.

During the Winter Festival, there is another rule for round jeans, that is, you cannot count. As long as a child counts, he will be scolded by adults, saying that after counting, there will be white "round jeans" on his face.

Song Wen was also trained before, so when he saw someone's face, he thought it was counted by counting rounds during the Winter Festival. It was not until later that he realized that it was not the case, which made him always worried when counting rounds, for fear that a white mark would suddenly appear on his face.

Xixi is worthy of being a good boy, and he worked hard to rub small round boys as Song Wen ordered. This is mainly due to Song Wen's credit for saying that as long as it is done, he would cook beef and eat it for him, otherwise he would have gone to play happily.

It is cold in winter, and beef has the effects of nourishing the spleen and stomach, invigorating the Qi disk, and strengthening the muscles and bones. In addition, today is the Winter Festival, eating beef Xiaoyuanzi was the most at that time.

The beef small round zippers should not be too big, they can only be the size of a little finger, otherwise they will not be delicious.

Seeing his son Xixi and his uncle Song Wen rubbing Xiao Yuanzai, Lin Qinglan felt very interesting next to her, so she washed her hands and came to help.

After a while, Xiao Yuanzai rubbed a lot of them.

Song Wen took Xiao Yuanzai to the kitchen. He first chopped the beef he bought, mixed with sweet potato flour, then boiled Xiao Yuanzai in hot water, then put the chopped beef and cooked, seasoned and thickened, so that the soup seemed thick or not thick or light. Finally, add fried dried green onions and sprinkle with celery and pepper. This beef Xiao Yuanzai was made. It tasted very delicious, very delicious, with a strong local flavor.

The winter festival is full, and I cooked rice at noon. After dinner, Song Wen returned to the mountain.

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month.

The old wintersweet brought back from Chi Qiaosheng's home has already exuded vitality.

As early as seven days ago, Song Wen had planted it back in the pot and insisted on hanging a reel for it every day. By now, the roots of the old sap wintersweet have emerged, and many fibrous roots have grown. I don’t know if this is the case, new leaves have grown on the branches of the old sap wintersweet, and small buds have emerged, and new branches have even grown in some places.

Song Wen didn't know if this was a good phenomenon, but he just felt it was too weird.

More than half a month ago, this was still an old stump that was about to die. Now it has become the same as before, and even more vibrant than before. If there is no trick in it, no one believes it.

It is good to grow leaves and buds and new branches, but it is inevitable that people will feel strange when they see them. This seems not good. Song Wen was thinking, should he remove these leaves, buds, etc. After thinking about it, he kept them. Maybe in a month, the flowers will fade and the leaves will fall? Who knows.

Seeing that the old wintersweet had completely come alive, Song Wen took down the dunk bottle that was still hanging on the branch, then walked back into the house and took out the hoe and walked out of the house.

On the right side of the courtyard, a stream not far from the wooden bridge on the stream, there is a wasteland full of weeds and low shrubs. There are two or three bamboos extending from the bamboo forest on the wasteland.

It was winter, and most of the weeds on the wasteland had withered, and only some still remained green. The leaves of the low shrubs had also fallen, and only one bush of "Hairy God Flower" was still blooming with beautiful flowers. (The Mao God means madman in Minnan.)

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