Chapter 49 Later Xiaonian

In the north, the lunar new year is celebrated on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, while in the south it is usually the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month.Many people wonder why. I said that it is like the Spring Festival is a regular day, but the happiest thing is New Year's Eve.Originally, the 25th was Christmas, but the most absurd thing was the night of the 24th, known as "Christmas Eve" (the traffic accident and sudden death rate on this night were twice as high as usual).Therefore, all important festivals have to be celebrated in two days, and now even weekends have been changed to two days, so why is it incomprehensible that the small year is divided into two parts, the north and the south?We can offer sacrifices to the stove once at our home in the north, and then fly to the mother-in-law’s home in the south to make up sacrifices.If those small-minded scholars insist on being serious, tell them that I am "Lao Xiaonian".

I got up late today and continued to read Feng Ge's "Kunlun" in the toilet. I really got the essence of Jin Yong, and I sometimes forgot what I was doing here. There was a crystal bun skin left last night, so I peeled off a tea egg, wrapped it in the bun skin, and bit it off, um, it smells so good.I have invented another delicacy: ice muscle and jade bone. When I went to the property department to do business, there was no one.I sent a text message to Director Liu and replied that I can call the person on duty.I went to the bank to apply for the password of the peony card, and went downstairs to check the balance by phone.At this time, it was already 10:25, so I rushed to the Chinese Department to be interviewed by Gao Xiaochun and others.When the conversation started, it played a lot.In the middle, Hu Yihu from Phoenix Satellite TV called and invited him to be on the show.

Walking to eat wontons at noon, remembering that I had eaten here with a poor man, I couldn't help but whet my appetite, so I ordered another drawer of steamed buns.I made up two lines of lyrics in my mind: "Every time I walk past this Wonton Hall, tears flow down my stomach. The people sitting in the room are all dirty people, and their hairy eyes flicker and flicker like oil." In the afternoon, I went to school to do some errands. Unexpectedly, there was a power outage and the whole school stopped working.Once the students are on vacation, all kinds of troubles will happen in the school.When I was the chairman of the student union of the Chinese Department, the school often compromised and agreed to things that our students strongly opposed, and then took advantage of the holidays when the students went home and implemented them suddenly.

At dusk, Hu Shaoqing came to deliver the sample booklet for the second printing.Hu's external and internal details are worthy of important tasks.In the evening, go to Haoyuan Hotel to attend the group meeting of the Old Association for Science and Technology.It's right next to the No. 2 Middle School where I worked.Someone asked why the hotel of the Women's Federation is called "Haoyuan". The spirit of an old general.I said, in 1984, I was a member of the honor guard of Peking University in the National Day parade. The famous "Hello Xiaoping" was printed by my classmates. The voice of the people turned out to be the most surprising news.

On the way home, I talked to Mr. Zhang Wenzeng about Nie Yuanzi back then.Nie Yuanzi was the Propaganda Director of the Jilin Provincial Party Committee. He was a dignified 13th-level cadre. He was transferred to Peking University as the general branch secretary of the Department of Philosophy. He wrote the famous first Marxist-Leninist poster.I saw her article last year, saying that Mr. Ji Xianlin blamed her for all the wrong things during the Cultural Revolution, which was unfair.She also pointed out the disgraceful things that happened to Ji Xianlin during and after the Cultural Revolution.I don't know whether Ji Xianlin or Nie Yuanzi will be the positive image after a hundred years.

I received a lot of newspapers and periodicals today, and it took me a long time to sort them out.My sister said that she would give me a sweater, probably because she felt that my clothes were too embarrassing for the family.I wore patched clothes until I went to college, neither feeling shabby nor proud of it, just used to it casually.There are plenty of clothes in Peking University that are more shabby than me. I can't write more, and I must respect the supervision of the Commission for Discipline Inspection.A diary is empty and water flows, and frost flows in the air without feeling flying.After the new year and the new year, all the obedient babies are flying!