When I saw the question, I suddenly felt very sentimental. All the good memories of my childhood were with my grandmother, but she left two years ago.

Back to the topic: The joy of waiting for parents to come home. When I was a child, as a left-behind child (my parents came back during the Spring Festival when they were working elsewhere), what I looked forward to most was the moment when my mother came back and opened the suitcase.

Because I take the train, I buy a lot of food (melon seeds, snacks, instant noodles, etc.), and I usually can’t finish them on the way, so I take them home to eat.

On the day my mother came back, I had to apply for instant noodles!

When I was a kid, I loved the honey sauce in instant noodles hahahaha!

In addition to snacks, she will also bring back some toys bought on the train.

For example, among the Rubik's Cube and Tetris games, there is another one that I like the most, which is the one with water. Press the button to throw the small circles inside and hang them on the small pillars in the water. I like that one so much hahahaha!

The joy of playing with fire and burning firewood I grew up in Chongqing, and the New Year flavor in Sichuan and Chongqing is still relatively strong.

The customs of each family are somewhat different. My family’s customs are not particularly representative.

Years ago, sausages and bacon would be made in advance, using a large empty oil drum with cypress branches burned inside to smoke the stuffed sausages and marinated meat.

For me, this is a rare opportunity to play with fire.

Generally, it takes about half a day to smoke sausages. It is not burned with fire, but slowly fumigated with smoke. As the temperature in the oil barrel continues to be high, you have to add firewood and branches from time to time. At this time, you will put a few sweet potatoes in, and you will stay there all afternoon.

Looking forward to eating the roasted sweet potatoes!

The joy of wearing new clothes When I was a child, I bought new clothes and shoes for the Chinese New Year. I would definitely wear them on the first day of the new year, and the anticipation would last for several days.

Now that I think about it, happiness is really simple.

There is a sad story. One year, I got a piece of flesh on my chin pinched by the zipper of my new clothes... The pain is still fresh in my memory... I have free New Year money and I will receive many red envelopes from relatives and friends during the New Year. Although it will be "confiscated", my hand

There will still be a relatively large amount of usage quota ~ the snacks and firecrackers can realize the only freedom of the year.

You have to drink canned Coke; you have to buy big bags of spicy strips; you have to buy a few rounds of firecrackers... Going back to my hometown to visit the graves cannot be said to be happy and beautiful, after all, it is a solemn ancestor worship.

But for children, it is best to get up early, ride in a farther car with the adults, and see the scenery on the road.

I went to my relatives’ homes in my hometown to give gifts, and then went to the graves of the deceased elders to burn paper and kowtow. It was also a very ritualistic experience. Don’t forget the kindness of your ancestors. Now you are an independent adult, and facing the adult world, there is a lot more.

initiative, but lost a lot of happiness.