It is a custom in Kyoto to release water lanterns on New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, there is no curfew in Kyoto, and the city is bustling with activity. A group of people decided to go for a walk to join in the fun, and also go to get rid of the bad luck at home, and rejoice.

After the meal, all the servants in the family went to visit the lanterns, set off water lanterns, and pray for blessings and wishes, except for Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen who stayed to watch the house.

On Chang'an Avenue, the largest in Kyoto, there is a temple. Outside the temple, there are bells ringing.

Every time it is time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, there are many people queuing up, waiting to ring the bell, but no one rings it. The person who rings the bell makes a wish, and his dream will come true.

The people lined up to ring the bell, and some people were standing by the nearby bridge, putting water lanterns in groups of three or four, the crowd was bustling with laughter and laughter.

From Zhuangzi to the city, there were countless carriages passing by along the way. Li Haitang leaned against the window and looked out. Infected by the joy of other people's homes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little.

Once a year, you can't bring any bad emotions to the next year, no matter what suffering you have, it will pass, because living is the greatest hope.

Sitting on the side of the carriage, Xiangli felt relieved when she saw that Li Haitang was a little more cheerful. Otherwise, the atmosphere at the dinner table was depressing, and several tables were opened at home, only Li Kuangleg made fun of it awkwardly, while the rest remained silent and cold.

She wanted to say a few words, but her mouth was stupid. She didn't know how to coax people before. She was afraid that if she said the wrong thing, it would make the already embarrassing atmosphere even more embarrassing.

"Sister Haitang, this is the first time for me to experience New Year's Eve in Kyoto."

Bright lights along the way, crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, noise everywhere, mixed with the sound of firecrackers, it looks particularly festive.

The little ones are the happiest. The little pockets are full of snacks, peanuts, melon seeds, and candies.

The Northland is different, and it also has the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, but at home, on the hot kang, eating a New Year's Eve dinner mainly with stews, and the family will get together to play Pai Gow.

"Yeah, it's cold in the north, I'm shivering when I go out."

Li Haitang recalled that on the streets of Beidi, every winter, he couldn't see his appearance at all, because everyone wore thick jackets, rich people, and their bodies were wrapped in fur coats.

No matter how slender a person is, they all look chubby, and walking is basically a posture.

If it is snowing heavily, walking is even more different. Pulling out the thighs from the snow with difficulty, and then going in, is similar to pulling a carrot.

No matter how beautiful the little lady was, she couldn't see her face, she was covered tightly.

"One of my cousins, in order to show that she was in good shape and wore little clothes, ended up going out for a trip, and came back with a high fever, almost dying half of her life."

Xiangli talked about celebrating the New Year in Beidi. Her cousin always wanted to look different. Since she had a high fever for half a month, every year before winter, she started to put on a jacket, and she no longer dared to be beautiful and cold.

Li Haitang chuckled, this is where it is, in the Northland, you don't have to care about your hairstyle at all.

There are two strong winds a year, one for half a year. The married little daughter-in-law can just wrap her hair in a handkerchief and go out. Anyway, no matter how beautiful her hairstyle is, it will be destroyed without a trace.

At that time, she felt that life was difficult, but now she left her hometown and went to Kyoto, but she was able to find the cuteness in it.

It's not cold in Kyoto. In the winter, I only wear a thin jacket. There are many people on the street, and there are shaking heads everywhere. Shopkeepers and small vendors see that there is business, and they don't rest during the New Year.

You can see people building tables everywhere on the street, guessing lantern riddles, walking mazes, all kinds of things are dazzling.

There are still a few hours before midnight, and Chang'an Street has already been occupied by common people, and everyone queues up in order to ring the bell after midnight.

Li Haitang looked at the long dark queue and thought that if it was her turn, it would probably be dawn.

"There are too many people, we can't get through, why don't we just leave the carriage at the carriage house?"

Li short leg is familiar with the capital, he knows exactly where there are few people and where is lively.

Originally, he wanted to find a place with few people, but seeing that Li Haitang was not in a good mood, he led a group of people on his own initiative to find a busy city in Kyoto.

Seeing Li Haitang's complexion softened, he thought, it's really the right time!

"Okay, then get off the carriage."

Li Haitang was very excited, pulling the little bean bag, and when she opened the door, she handed the bean bag to her savage husband, and she pulled the little five sons out of the carriage.

There is a street on the left, which sells food, drink and small snacks. Next to the craftsmen who make sugar paintings and kneading figures, there are children of four or five years old.

"Husband, I will take Xiangli to set off the krathong first, you wait for me here."

Putting water lamps is a women's project and has nothing to do with men.

Xiao Lingchuan looked at the bridge not far away, and winked at the two sisters Bai Bing and Bai Shuang, signaling them to protect Li Haitang.

The river is deep, it's cold, and there are many people, if you fall, you will be seriously ill, especially if your wife is pregnant at the moment.

Although he didn't participate in the activities, he found the closest distance to ensure that the lady was in danger, and he could rush over there as soon as possible.

"Father, I want candy."

Doubao pointed at Tanghua's booth and made a domineering request to his father.

Xiao Lingchuan patted his son's butt, but did not take his eyes off his wife, he asked, "Do you want candy, or do you want sugar packets?"

Tang Bao wanted to recognize himself as a father, and Dou Bao had the same father. Xiao Lingchuan heard about this stalk, and Xiao Baozi Dou Bao objected, which was beyond his expectation.

Fang Shaoyao intends to get married, Xiao Lingchuan doesn't express his opinion, but actually he thinks the sugar bag is pretty good, he is a good seed for martial arts.

"Candy!"

What kind of sugar bag, he doesn't want it! Doubao was very angry, he really misread the candy bag, and wanted to rob his father from him, and he would not play with the candy bag in the future.

"Candy bag be your daughter-in-law, okay?"

Li Haitang was not there, Xiao Lingchuan began to tease the baby, and Li Kuangleg, who followed him, almost laughed so hard that his stomach hurts. He didn't see that such a serious master could say such a thing.

It is estimated that no one in the family will believe him if he tells it, so he has to be called nonsense.

"daughter in law?"

Doubao repeat, what is that?

"A daughter-in-law is a woman, just like your mother is my daughter-in-law."

Xiao Lingchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, knelt down to his aunt, hugged the bean bag in his arms, and asked softly, "Are you willing?"

"Tang Bao will be your wife, and she will have children, that is, give birth to a little doll like a bean bun."

Xiao Lingchuan had wanted to ask a long time ago, and it felt good to do bad things behind his wife's back.

"In no mood."

Doubao resolutely refused. Although he didn't understand what the lady was for, it meant that he was together every day, and he didn't want to see Tangbao every day.

"Why, isn't it good? Me and your mother are the same. We don't see each other for a day, like three autumns."

Xiao Lingchuan dragged out a word, and Li Kuangleg, who was eavesdropping beside him, almost protruded his eyeballs. Oh my god, it turns out that the main family is such a person! How to describe it? Mensao, yes, it must be Mensao!