Chapter 1288 This smell of fireworks is the taste of mother!

Chapter 1288 This smell of fireworks is the taste of mother!

The Fenghuangdun Martyrs Cemetery is covered with snow and looks solemn and dignified.

Here is the cemetery of 300 war orphans whose parents have died.

This team of 300 people was the only children's anti-Japanese armed force in the National Revolutionary Army at that time!

That year, during the Battle of Tongli, they filled the gaps in the trenches with their flesh and blood, and all of them died heroically. Their average age was only 12 years old.

This Children's Corps Cemetery is not only a holy place for burying heroes, but also a spiritual monument.

With its silent monument and verdant pines and cypresses, it tells the tragic story of 300 orphans who "sacrificed their blood for the country".

When Qin Ruobai stood at the foot of Fenghuangdun and gazed at the names engraved on the monument, he seemed to hear the shouts of the young men charging decades ago - that was the echo of the Chinese nation's never-surrender spirit.

this moment.

She understood why her husband brought her here!

Those heroic young men who built the Great Wall of Resistance against Japan with their blood suffered so much and were so tired.

If possible, she would also let the heroic spirit of the hero reincarnate as her husband wished, so that he could have a good look at this prosperous era;

Let them also see that the selfless sacrifices made back then have resulted in the peaceful and prosperous lives of countless Chinese people.

"southward!"

At this moment, Qin Ruobai was also moved by her husband's thoughtful and considerate behavior.

She knew that Li Xiangnan wanted them to have a child more than she did.

In order to give birth to the fruit of their love, he would really do anything possible!

The ten fingers are intertwined and the ring fingers touch each other.

Qin Ruobai snuggled in her husband's arms, looking at the heroic monuments all over the mountains, speechless for a long time.

"Let's go, we have to go back to have the New Year's Eve dinner!"

Her husband's words brought Qin Ruobai back to her senses from her reminiscences. She hummed, straightened her clothes, stood at attention, and respectfully saluted the martyrs in the garden.

She then followed her husband down the mountain and took a car back to Hongshan County.

……

This year's Chinese New Year falls on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

It was already past afternoon when Li Xiangnan drove back.

Once we entered the village, rustling snowflakes fell towards the valley where Lijia Village was located, wrapping the Hui-style houses with pink walls and black tiles in silver flakes.

A thin layer of ice formed on the bluestone pavement, and icicles hung long from the eaves, looking like crystal hairpins pinned on the carved gatehouse.

"Crack!"

Boom!

After the small firecrackers exploded, the traditional double-kick firecrackers flew into the sky.

Some families have already started celebrating the New Year.

Li Xiangnan looked at his wife Qin Ruobai, and seeing the sweet look in her eyes, he smiled and asked, "What's the matter? Our family will celebrate the New Year later, can't you wait?"

Qin Ruobai smiled and shook her head, leaning openly under her husband's arm, "In Yanjing, I wouldn't dare to get so close to you! Only here, everyone knows that I am your lover, and their eyes are filled with blessings for me! Look, here are white walls and black tiles, you can feel the unique Hui style of Hongshan County, and you can smell the smell of firecrackers in your nose..."

As she said this, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Xiangnan, you know, it's that smell of the wood stove that makes me want to smell it and miss it so much! When I was a child, I liked going to my grandmother's house during the Chinese New Year the most! Because only then would my busy mother have a few days for me!"

"The smell of firewood... the smell of fireworks is the smell of mother!"

She opened her red eyes, smiled contentedly and said, "The New Year in Yanjing and the New Year at my grandmother's house are different! Now... I have found the feeling I had back then, right here at the Li family! Here!"

Li Xiangnan reached out and wiped away the tears from her eyes. "I'm very happy that you like it here! Let's go home and celebrate the New Year!"

"it is good!"

The two of them climbed up the stairs, smelling the aroma of food wafting from both sides of the mountain path, listening to the laughter in each courtyard, their hearts filled with anticipation, peace, and sweetness at the same time.

"Hiss, Mitang?" Li Xiangnan's nose suddenly twitched, and he and his wife paused abruptly, and said in surprise: "Ruobai, wait for me for a moment!"

After saying that, he ran into Wang Ergou's house like he did when he was a child.

The kitchen was indeed filled with the sweet mist of rice candy.

Ergou's mother was wearing an indigo apron, and her red, frozen hands were kneading glutinous rice balls rolled with sesame seeds. The chopping board was shaking so much that the melon seeds in the winnowing basket were jumping.

\"Pah!\" She slapped her grandson's hand that was stealing the sugar melon away, and the broken sesame seeds fell into the ashes. \"Little greedy cat, wait until you have offered sacrifices to your ancestors before you eat meat!\"

Wang Ergou was sitting at the door of the stove stuffing firewood, suppressing his greedy urge and admonishing, "Mom, save some rice candy for my nephew. Make some and I'll send it to Xiangnan..."

"Got it!"

"Don't bother sending me off!" Li Xiangnan had already walked into the kitchen, and walked to the stove with a smile on his face. Just like before, he grabbed a rice candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't look strange at all, Wang Ergou and his mother were both happy and relieved.

"Nan Zi, you came at a great time!" As Wang Ergou spoke, he grabbed two large bowls of rice candy and put them into the big iron basin.

"Come back for more if you don't have enough! I know you like it, so I made a lot for you!" Wang Ergou's mother said with a smile.

"Thank you, auntie. Let's go! Ruobai is still waiting for me outside!" Li Xiangnan didn't bother to be polite with them at all. He just took the food and went out.

Seeing him leave, his son was still looking at him eagerly at the door, so his mother smiled and said, "Xiangnan, you haven't changed in all these years, that's great! You should cherish him!"

"Of course I know! He is my brother!" Wang Ergou murmured.

"Try it~"

After leaving the house, Li Xiangnan stuffed a piece of rice candy into his wife's mouth and said, "When I was a child, I loved eating the candies from Lao Wang's house! They were so delicious!"

Qin Ruobai stuffed her mouth full and chewed the food, feeling her husband's childhood feelings.

Go forward and pass through the bamboo forest.

A cloud of snow fell down, startling the oil-paper bag in Li Jianshe's arms.

The collar of his military coat was covered with ice, but inside was hidden New Year's goods warmed by his body temperature - two bottles of Tunxi aged wine, a bag of brown sugar, and a whole bag of Tunxi sesame cakes at the bottom.

Li Xiangnan rolled a snowball on the ground and threw it over. Then he heard the rattling sound of wine bottles hitting each other. "Where are you going?"

Li Jianshe, who was startled, let out a "hi" and got up from the ground with a depressed look on his face. "I stocked up on some good stuff and was just about to send it to you!"

Li Xiangnan smiled and pulled him up, leaned over to take a look, and exclaimed, "Good stuff!"

He didn't hesitate to take all the things and put them in the rice candy bowl. He directly slapped the pack of Zhonghua cigarettes in his pocket, which he had only smoked one, into the other person's hand and said, "Let's go!"

"The sesame cake is still hot, let your sister-in-law eat it while it's hot!" Li Jianshe reminded from behind.

"I know!" Li Xiangnan waved his hand and grabbed one and stuffed it into his wife's mouth.

“……”Qin Ruobai.

"Hey, you came just in time!"

When Li Tuanjie came out of the house, he happened to meet Li Xiangnan who was coming up, so he handed the bamboo basket directly to him.

"These dumplings are made of white flour mixed with fern root powder, and the stuffing is winter bamboo shoots mixed with oil residue. They still taste the same as before! I'll go over to have a bite tomorrow morning, and you leave ten for me, no, fifteen!"

"No problem!" Li Xiangnan patted his pocket. "The cigarettes are given to Jianshe. Go and smoke them with him!"

"You're biased! I'll go and share the money with him. I've never smoked Zhonghua!" Li Tuanjie laughed and ran away decisively.

After more than ten minutes, we finally arrived at Lao Li's house.

At this moment, their arms and hands were full of things, all of which were local specialties that Li Xiangnan loved to eat since he was a child.

It is also the heavy love that this mountain village has for him.

"The cauldron is back!"

Li Dingxi's laughter filled the entire Li family.

\"Let's set off firecrackers - it's New Year's Day!\" Then Li Chaodong's scream pierced the snow curtain.

Suddenly the sound of firecrackers caused snow to fall from the mountains and forests, and the smell of sulfur mixed with snow water in the cold air penetrated into the nostrils.

"It's the New Year! Let's go home!" Li Xiangnan smiled at his wife.

"Yeah!" Qin Ruobai responded softly and stepped into the Li family's gate.

The snowflakes were falling denser and denser, covering the entire valley like a white cocoon.

The tune of Huangmei Opera came from someone's semiconductor, floating intermittently over the tea mountains, blending with the sound of firecrackers in the village, creating a subtle warmth in the snowy night.

New Year's Eve of 1980 came just like that...