Chapter 1017, broken broken peace

On the first day of the new year, Gu Jian watched Xiao Mofeng and Daozi come by wearing the same red robes. From a distance, they looked like brothers, and suddenly laughed: "You two look like brothers. "

   Xiao Yeyang, who helped Daohua into the house one step behind, smiled and said, "They are brothers in the first place."

   Daozi nodded his head in a genuine manner: "That's it."

  Xiao Mofeng did not speak, but his eyes and mouth were full of smiles. He liked the attitude of Uncle Wang’s not treating him as an outsider.

  In a short time, the maids came over with hot wine stuffed Sixi dumplings.

   See you, Daozi couldn't help but want to show something, and rushed to help: "Old ancestor, I will bring you glutinous rice balls."

   Daohua had a big belly and was inconvenient to move. As soon as she wanted to stop, she saw her son had reached out to carry the porcelain bowl of glutinous rice balls.

   "Kang Dang~"

  The porcelain bowl was too hot, and the rice could not hold it back, and the bowl fell to the ground.

  It’s not a good sign to break something on New Year’s Day. The maid knelt on the ground in fright. Daozi knew she had done something wrong and looked at Daohua carefully.

  Gu Jian wanted to comfort Daozi with a few words, but there was an apprentice, so he and Xiao Yeyang both agreed to shut up.

  Xiao Mofeng worried that Daozi would be scolded, and quickly stepped forward and said: "Auntie, I blame me, it's because I didn't pull the rice well."

   Daohua smiled and said: "What does this have to do with you." She said, looking at the son who pretended to be a quail, without scolding or comforting, "You dropped the bowl, what should you do now?"

Seeing that Daohua was not angry, Daozi patted her chest relievedly, thinking that her mother usually teaches herself, she can find a solution to the problem, and smiled and looked at the kneeling maid: "Get up, it's not weird. You, hurry up and clean up."

   While speaking, she looked down at the shoes that were wet by the soup, and looked at Daohua, "Mother, my shoes are wet. I have to replace them with new ones. You eat first, and I'll be back soon."

  After speaking, he ran out of the house.

   Xiao Mofeng saw him and wanted to follow him to see, but was stopped by Daohua.

   "Okay, don't worry about him. Sit down and eat the dumplings. It won't taste good when it's cold. There will be a nurse following the rice, so nothing will happen."

Seeing that the ancestors and Uncle Wang started to eat, Xiao Mofeng had to pick up the soup spoon.

  Not long after, Daozi ran back.

   "Mother, I changed my shoes."

   Daohua let out a ‘um’, pulled the stool and motioned Dao to sit down and eat.

After sitting down, Daozi glanced at the people at the dinner table, and finally chose to apologize: "Mother, I was wrong."

   Daohua turned her head and looked at Daozi: "What's wrong?" It's a trivial thing for a child to throw a bowl, but his son took the initiative to admit his mistake and didn't take the opportunity to preach.

   Daozi: "Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year. I broke the bowl. It is unlucky."

   Daohua shook her head: "It's just a small thing to drop a bowl, and it's not unlucky."

  Gu Jian hurriedly answered: “Yes, there is nothing unlucky, our family will always be smooth and profitable.” When people are old, he is still very taboo about some things.

  Xiao Yeyang didn't care about this, and smiled at his son and his mother Zhou Xuan.

   Daozi's eyes lit up: "Really? Then, shouldn't our family be unlucky?"

  Daohua looked surprised: "Who said we would be unlucky?"

   Daozi: "I heard the kitchen woman say before, saying that things should not be broken during the New Year, or you will be unlucky."

   Daohua doesn’t want her son to remember this bad suggestion in her heart: “That’s what she said nonsense. You broke the bowl. This is called broken peace.”

   Hearing these words, Xiao Yeyang looked over and said, "Smashing is safe. Your explanation is pretty good."

  Gu Jian nodded straight: "Yes, every year is safe, our family will always be fine."

  Seeing that his parents and ancestors didn't blame himself, Daozi was completely relieved, and happily picked up the soup spoon and prepared to eat glutinous rice balls.

  Ina Hua said again: “It’s a trivial thing to throw a bowl, but today you are indeed wrong, and you are at your own risk.”

  Daozi pouted and hung his head.

   Daohua continued: "You see that the bowl is not big, and you think you can afford it, but you don't know that the bowl is very hot. You can see that the maids can handle it easily, so you know that you can do it by yourself, but in reality?"

  "Your hands are tender, can't stand the high temperature, and can't handle the bowl skills, so you throw the bowl in one shot."

   "Just like when you hung the lantern the other day, watching the little servants hang it easily, but in fact it is not as simple as imagined. Don't you still say your arms are sore when you sleep at night?"

  "When we do things, we must see the essence of things clearly and know how much we have abilities. Don't be impulsive, and do what we can."

  After speaking, I took a glutinous rice dumpling into a rice bowl.

   Daozi knew that Niang was comforting herself, she suddenly raised a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Mom, I know, I will think twice in the future."

   Daohua smiled: "Hurry up and eat."

   Daozi smiled and ate the glutinous rice **** given by Daohua, and then he said ‘Yeah’, and said in surprise: "Mother, I have eaten ingots, and I will be lucky again this year."

  Speaking, he also showed Xiao Yeyang and Gu Jian the golden small ingot with the big thumb.

  Gu Jian smiled and said, "We are going to be lucky."

   "Old ancestors, eat it quickly, maybe you can eat ingots soon."

  "Well, good, my ancestors will eat it now."

  Looking at the rice happily eating glutinous rice **** and the uncle Wang’s family who were talking and laughing happily, Xiao Mofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

  The matter of bowl throwing is over.

  Bowls were thrown on the first day of the Chinese New Year. This is not a big deal, but if it is left in Beijing, many people care about it.

  Xiao Mofeng couldn't help but imagine that if he broke the bowl, his father and mother would probably blame him.

  His father and mother have high expectations of him, and have always been very strict with him, requiring him to do everything well, and he rarely has the opportunity to express his opinions.

  Before this was about to be put, he didn't think anything. After all, other cousins ​​have lived like this.

  After coming to Uncle Wang’s house, he watched his aunt’s teaching Daozi and felt the relaxed and happy atmosphere of Uncle Wang’s house. He felt that this was the feeling of home.

   "Four brother, have you eaten ingots?"

   Just when Xiao Mofeng could not figure it out, Daozi asked him.

  Xiao Mofeng quickly took a bite of glutinous rice balls, and then slowly spit out a small golden ingot under Daozi's direct gaze.

   Seeing that Xiao Mofeng had also eaten ingots, Daozi immediately grinned: "Great, this year we can all have good luck, so happy, brother, are you happy?"

  Xiao Mofeng: ". Happy!"

   Daozi said again: "Four brothers, let's go to the firecrackers later."

  Xiao Mofeng quickly looked at Xiao Yeyang and Daohua.

  Xiao Yeyang laughed and said: "If you want to play, go and play. I will let Defu and Deshou follow you. Be careful when playing firecrackers. Don't hurt yourself, otherwise you won't have to play next time."

   Daozi: "Oh, father, we know, we are not kids anymore, and we won't hurt ourselves."

  These words left Xiao Yeyang speechless, but Gu Jian and Daohua laughed.

  (End of this chapter)