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Chapter 188: I exchanged half a bucket of copper coins for being buried for a year.

There weren't actually many things that needed to be moved out of each room, but just going between those dozen rooms and moving each one several times would be exhausting, especially with the dozen or so sacks of food. Jing Changning felt worried just looking at them.

After ordering the food, Zhuang saw that her brother-in-law couldn't even move a bag of rice and was standing there stupidly. She was so happy that she wanted to laugh.

Uncle San was not as strong as she was. She said, "Go and move the cloth and other sundries. I'll have to handle the rice and flour."

Jing Chunxi couldn't help much, and could only follow her third uncle to carry some small chores. Or perhaps it was because her third uncle and eldest aunt didn't intend for her to help at all. She wanted to help her eldest aunt when she was carrying rice and noodles, but she was still disdainful: "Get out of the way, little kid, don't block the way."

They moved all the things out of the house, and by the time the guards, Dalang, and Xiaobei's grandfather had loaded everything into the car, more than an hour had passed.

This time it was Zhuang who was worried, so she checked all the closed doors herself, and every bolt made a bang when she pulled it. She originally wanted to put all the keys in her pocket, but when she thought about her father-in-law coming in today, she reluctantly handed them to Jing Changning. Jing Chunxi turned his back and smiled secretly.

A few people rested in the front yard for a while, and then someone knocked on the door.

Dalang opened the door and saw that it was the guard who came to pick someone up. The guard was not surprised to see three horse (mule) carts and urged them: "The food is ready over there. The old general wants you to go over and eat."

Jing Chunxi looked at Dalang reluctantly. If they waited for dinner and drinks, they wouldn't have to go shopping.

Dalang also winked at her. Jing Chunxi went to pull his aunt's sleeve again. Zhuang understood what he meant. At this time, she was even more anxious than Jing Chunxi. She could not stand still any longer and said, "We won't eat. Let's go out and have some wonton noodles. We have to go buy something quickly.

I have to take Xijieer and Dalang with me, and they have to help me carry my things."

Without waiting for Jing Changning's consent, he hurriedly pulled the man out and turned the corner in a flash.

I've already inquired at home. People here don't make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but every household steams rice cakes and makes rice dumplings.

They definitely can't get used to the sweet and salty rice cakes steamed with bacon and sausage, and they dare not eat the meat dumplings wrapped with pork belly and mung beans because they think they are too greasy.

But they can steam sweet rice cakes and make sweet rice dumplings with dates and chestnuts. There are a lot of ingredients, and she has to buy them all.

Lingnan people are very particular about festivals and etiquette. Before and after the New Year, you have to prepare gifts when visiting relatives. If you bring gifts with you, the gifts you receive back from others may be larger than what you bring back.

I also need to make some snacks in the capital and share them with everyone, which can be considered as a way to establish good relationships. I also need to buy the ingredients.

Copper coins needed to be exchanged quickly. Starting from the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone here was required to give a "red envelope" (lucky money) to everyone they met. The money in the envelope wasn't much, just a few cents, but young and old were required to give it to each other. Even those who were unmarried in their thirties or forties could receive "lucky money" every year. With this practice, Zhuang felt that with such a large family, they needed at least half a bucket of copper coins.

Zhuang had indeed exchanged a lot of copper coins at the market today, but not so much as to fill them up with buckets. But when she got home that night, Erlang slapped her in the face with a few words. Erlang said to her, "Mother is so... You didn't think about it. All we need to do is prepare some red envelopes in case someone comes to our door early in the morning. Then, when we brothers take Tuanzi out for a walk and come back, we'll have a ton of copper coins to exchange for small change."

Later, it turned out to be true. Because of this incident, Zhuang was criticized by her mother-in-law and several sisters-in-law for a long time, and it was brought up again during the Chinese New Year the following year.

Fortunately, she could use the copper coins later when buying vegetables and small items in the village, otherwise she would have to save them and wait for others to come to her house to wish her good fortune.

But these are all things for later.

PS: This year seems to have passed particularly quickly. The children will have their holidays in a few days. When I went out these two days, I found that the streets have begun to have a bit of a New Year atmosphere.

Are your hometowns in the south or the north? Are the customs of celebrating the New Year still there? Is the New Year atmosphere getting bleaker every year?