On the eve of Chinese New Year in our family, my mother is bound to repeatedly tell those who love watching TV and sleeping late that they must go to bed early and remember to get up early to clean up the room the next day. However, in the end, I got up with my eyes wide open in a series of urging from my mother. Look at the alarm clock It's only half past seven. It is estimated that at dawn, hardworking parents and elderly grandparents get up early and start to have a reunion dinner.
Around noon, my mother began to arrange for us to serve food in the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen, I found that the stove was full of all kinds of stir-fried dishes and cold dishes, and two hot pots were snorting-beef hot pot and trotters hot pot. Look! There are roasted chicken with chestnuts, scrambled eggs with shrimps in Happy Life, crispy tofu skin spring rolls, and my favorite fish-flavored shredded pork and kung pao chicken ... I silently counted them and found that there were 18 dishes and two hot pots on the huge round table, which reminded me of the Manchu banquet. Looking at the delicious dishes, I asked my mother curiously, "Why don't you make 20 dishes, which is exactly an integer!" " "Mom said," Because'18' means' send' in homophonic, and' two' means' yes-man'. After these words, my mother asked my father to prepare firecrackers and salute. My grandparents and I set out a rice bowl with only a little rice. My mother poured a little wine into each cup, then squatted under the round table and began to burn paper money. She said to herself, "Three generations ago, all the dead went home for the New Year. Please eat and dress well, don't worry about money, remember to give us dreams if you need anything. Please bless our family happiness, good luck and peace in the four seasons ... "At the same time, my father lit firecrackers and salutes, and we were seated in the order of young and old in the deafening firecrackers.
Eating a reunion dinner is the most lively and enjoyable time for every household during the Spring Festival. The family sat together and ate a hot reunion dinner, which was very warm and intimate. On this day, the usually silent mountain village became particularly festive and lively, and firecrackers resounded through every mountain bay. In this way, we had an unforgettable reunion dinner with firecrackers and laughter.
Although the reunion dinner here is not as varied as the big hotels in the city, it has a unique flavor in China.