SWNOVELXO Li Zhi, don't be a coward
Chapter 148 The long-lost childhood feelings
Chapter 148 The long-lost childhood feelings
The Chinese New Year in the Tang Dynasty is not called "New Year", but "New Year's Day".
This New Year's Day is not the so-called Gregorian calendar. The date of the new year has not changed. It is still the first day of the first month. The word "New Year's Day" itself means the initial day, the first day of the year.This word first appeared in "Book of Jin".
There are still a few days before New Year's Day, and the village is getting more and more noisy.
The children are playing around happily, and they also know that these days of the year are usually the time when the family is the richest and the elders spend the most money.
Although "richness" in their eyes is nothing more than preparing some dried fruits and snacks for their children, if there is a good harvest, maybe the whole family will have a new set of clothes.
Qiao'er has been playing like crazy for the past few days. Every day when she wakes up, she rushes out the door and doesn't come back until it's almost dark.
Li Qinzai doesn't have to worry about eating at all. The little guy has a high prestige in Zhuangzi now, and he can already eat hundreds of meals everywhere with a tender face.
Of course, having learned the lesson from the last distress, no matter how long Qiao'er plays outside, he will always be followed by the Li family, and Li Qinzai has also sternly told him not to leave Zhuangzi.
The taste of the year is getting stronger and stronger, but Li Qinzai secretly sighs.
It's time to go back to Chang'an.
It would be unreasonable not to go home to reunite with relatives during Chinese New Year. Except for those relatives who are officials in other places, Li Qinzai is only more than a hundred miles away from Chang'an.
In the past few days, Li Qinzai has been preparing the local specialties in Zhuangzi, and after returning to Chang'an, he will give them to Li Ji and his relatives and friends.
Suddenly I thought of Cui Jie, this woman who escaped from marriage is spending the New Year in Zhuangzi, and there is only one maid by her side, so she must be very lonely, right?
He wanted to invite Cui Jie to the British government to celebrate the New Year, but considering her status, if he swaggered and brought a girl back, and she was a girl who escaped his marriage, it was hard to say whether Li Ji would create a righteous and family-related incident during the Chinese New Year. massacre.
Think about it or forget it, Chang'an City still has an uncle, he probably won't ignore Cui Jie.
It was only afternoon today, and Qiao'er came back. Li Qinzai was a little surprised.
"What's the situation? I came back so early today, you're a rare visitor." Li Qinzai praised.
Qiao'er had a dull expression on her face, as if she had turned on the sage mode.
"Playing with them is meaningless. It's not a good way to play," Qiao'er curled her lips, and said, "It's either hide-and-seek or two armies fighting. It was a bit interesting at the beginning, but it's boring to play like this every day."
Proudly raising her nostrils, Qiao'er snorted, "Very childish!"
The small appearance is full of dislike, unaware that he was enjoying these childish games a few days ago, like a runaway dog who can't bark back.
Li Qinzai kindly suggested: "You can take them to play marbles."
"Teach me, they play badly, even worse than my aunt." Qiao'er's little expression became more disgusting.
Li Qinzai murmured: "I suddenly have a feeling, is there too little homework assigned to you? Yes, there is something called 'winter vacation homework' in the world, and I have to work overtime tonight to get it out."
As for those dudes like Li Sujie, it's time to give them a set of final exam questions.
No matter what the test results are, the parents must sign, and a parent meeting must be held after the spring. In short, those children in the previous life have something, and Li Qinzai will never allow the dudes to have it.
This new year, everyone will not live too comfortably.
Qiao'er shook his arm, unaware that the shadow of childhood was coming.
"Father, is there anything else interesting? Or a novelty toy, playing with those immature children is better than playing with the little toys made by Daddy."
Li Qinzai scratched his head: "I haven't thought of a new toy for the time being, so bear with it. I'll make it for you when I figure it out someday."
"What did daddy play when he was a child?"
"That's a lot more fun. Digging out bird nests, flipping flower ropes, and taking pictures of foreign paintings are all normal operations. What's more fun is to explode cow dung with firecrackers, tsk tsk..."
Qiao'er looked confused and said: "Father, what is 'firecracker'?"
Li Qinzai was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Probably... it's something like the explosive stick we play in Datang."
Qiao'er nodded: "Yesterday I saw Grandpa Wei playing with the explosive stick. He stuffed the explosive stick into the fire, it crackled for a while, and then it disappeared."
Li Qinzai shook his head: "The firecrackers I'm talking about are much better than explosive sticks, and explosive sticks are at best the kidney-deficiency version of firecrackers."
Qiao'er's eyes lit up: "Father, I want to play with firecrackers! I want to fry cow dung!"
Li Qinzai shook his head resolutely: "No, firecrackers are too dangerous, you are too young, what if you hurt your eyes?"
"Ask your lord to let it go, I'll just watch from a distance." Qiao'er shook his arm coquettishly.
Li Qinzai thought for a while, and said, "How about this, you can ask the question again, and start with asking me what I played when I was young."
Qiao'er asked stupidly: "Father, what did you play when you were young?"
Li Qinzai said sternly: "When I was a child, I would do my homework quietly at home, swim happily in the ocean of knowledge, and never play."
Qiao'er opened her eyes wide, looking helpless.
The chat between father and son is dead.
"What about you? Don't you want to dig happily in the ocean of knowledge?" Li Qinzai stared at him with burning eyes.
Qiao'er opened his mouth, and after a while, said softly: "Father, you forgot that my schoolwork is much higher than Li Sujie's and the others. My father said that my math is at the level of the third grade of elementary school..."
Continue to shake his arm coquettishly: "Father, how about making a firecracker for fun? Dad makes a firecracker and promises to do a hundred questions."
Li Qinzai sighed, saying that he was a troublesome little goblin would be a bit inappropriate, but now it really makes a little sense.
"Do it!" Li Qinzai secretly hated himself for being unprincipled, especially not knowing how to reject his son's acting like a baby.
As a father for the first time, he is inexperienced after all. In a few years, when his son reaches the age where even a dog would hate him, he must be able to be ruthless. If he dares to act like a baby, he will beat him up.
Making firecrackers was a bit troublesome, Li Qinzai remembered that gunpowder had to be mixed.
So he ordered Liu Ahsi to send some people to Chang'an City to collect sulfur and saltpeter. As for charcoal, they had it at home.
Fortunately, Li Qinzai remembered that when he was reading idle books in his previous life, he had seen the most scientific ratio of the three ingredients from the book.
As long as the gunpowder is prepared, firecrackers have no technical content. It is very simple to roll up the gunpowder, pull a lead wire on the head, and plug the yellow mud behind the buttocks.
Part [-] came back from Chang'an City soon.
Sulfur and saltpeter were hard to find, but they were finally bought in a Taoist temple outside Chang'an City.
These days Taoist alchemy usually requires raw materials such as sulfur and saltpeter, which are mixed in elixir, and the elixir they refine dares to be eaten by the emperor. The Taoist priests are really brave.
Throughout the ages, countless emperors died of chronic erysipelas, but the emperor's obsession with immortality has not changed for thousands of years, and it can be said that he has gone forward without fear.
After preparing sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, Li Qinzai experimented several times and found the best ratio. After mixing them together, he added egg white and graphite powder, and finely crushed them into powder with a small roller. .
A day later, gunpowder was made.
Looking at the dark thing in front of him, Li Qinzai showed a weird smile.
After making firecrackers, stick them on the cow dung on the side of the road, light them as soon as pedestrians pass by, turn around and run away after lighting the fire, with a bang...
The long-lost childhood feelings, it will finally reappear.
I won’t write out the specific ratio of gunpowder. Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year don’t want to be kindly invited in to drink tea and talk about their thoughts. . .
(End of this chapter)
The Chinese New Year in the Tang Dynasty is not called "New Year", but "New Year's Day".
This New Year's Day is not the so-called Gregorian calendar. The date of the new year has not changed. It is still the first day of the first month. The word "New Year's Day" itself means the initial day, the first day of the year.This word first appeared in "Book of Jin".
There are still a few days before New Year's Day, and the village is getting more and more noisy.
The children are playing around happily, and they also know that these days of the year are usually the time when the family is the richest and the elders spend the most money.
Although "richness" in their eyes is nothing more than preparing some dried fruits and snacks for their children, if there is a good harvest, maybe the whole family will have a new set of clothes.
Qiao'er has been playing like crazy for the past few days. Every day when she wakes up, she rushes out the door and doesn't come back until it's almost dark.
Li Qinzai doesn't have to worry about eating at all. The little guy has a high prestige in Zhuangzi now, and he can already eat hundreds of meals everywhere with a tender face.
Of course, having learned the lesson from the last distress, no matter how long Qiao'er plays outside, he will always be followed by the Li family, and Li Qinzai has also sternly told him not to leave Zhuangzi.
The taste of the year is getting stronger and stronger, but Li Qinzai secretly sighs.
It's time to go back to Chang'an.
It would be unreasonable not to go home to reunite with relatives during Chinese New Year. Except for those relatives who are officials in other places, Li Qinzai is only more than a hundred miles away from Chang'an.
In the past few days, Li Qinzai has been preparing the local specialties in Zhuangzi, and after returning to Chang'an, he will give them to Li Ji and his relatives and friends.
Suddenly I thought of Cui Jie, this woman who escaped from marriage is spending the New Year in Zhuangzi, and there is only one maid by her side, so she must be very lonely, right?
He wanted to invite Cui Jie to the British government to celebrate the New Year, but considering her status, if he swaggered and brought a girl back, and she was a girl who escaped his marriage, it was hard to say whether Li Ji would create a righteous and family-related incident during the Chinese New Year. massacre.
Think about it or forget it, Chang'an City still has an uncle, he probably won't ignore Cui Jie.
It was only afternoon today, and Qiao'er came back. Li Qinzai was a little surprised.
"What's the situation? I came back so early today, you're a rare visitor." Li Qinzai praised.
Qiao'er had a dull expression on her face, as if she had turned on the sage mode.
"Playing with them is meaningless. It's not a good way to play," Qiao'er curled her lips, and said, "It's either hide-and-seek or two armies fighting. It was a bit interesting at the beginning, but it's boring to play like this every day."
Proudly raising her nostrils, Qiao'er snorted, "Very childish!"
The small appearance is full of dislike, unaware that he was enjoying these childish games a few days ago, like a runaway dog who can't bark back.
Li Qinzai kindly suggested: "You can take them to play marbles."
"Teach me, they play badly, even worse than my aunt." Qiao'er's little expression became more disgusting.
Li Qinzai murmured: "I suddenly have a feeling, is there too little homework assigned to you? Yes, there is something called 'winter vacation homework' in the world, and I have to work overtime tonight to get it out."
As for those dudes like Li Sujie, it's time to give them a set of final exam questions.
No matter what the test results are, the parents must sign, and a parent meeting must be held after the spring. In short, those children in the previous life have something, and Li Qinzai will never allow the dudes to have it.
This new year, everyone will not live too comfortably.
Qiao'er shook his arm, unaware that the shadow of childhood was coming.
"Father, is there anything else interesting? Or a novelty toy, playing with those immature children is better than playing with the little toys made by Daddy."
Li Qinzai scratched his head: "I haven't thought of a new toy for the time being, so bear with it. I'll make it for you when I figure it out someday."
"What did daddy play when he was a child?"
"That's a lot more fun. Digging out bird nests, flipping flower ropes, and taking pictures of foreign paintings are all normal operations. What's more fun is to explode cow dung with firecrackers, tsk tsk..."
Qiao'er looked confused and said: "Father, what is 'firecracker'?"
Li Qinzai was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Probably... it's something like the explosive stick we play in Datang."
Qiao'er nodded: "Yesterday I saw Grandpa Wei playing with the explosive stick. He stuffed the explosive stick into the fire, it crackled for a while, and then it disappeared."
Li Qinzai shook his head: "The firecrackers I'm talking about are much better than explosive sticks, and explosive sticks are at best the kidney-deficiency version of firecrackers."
Qiao'er's eyes lit up: "Father, I want to play with firecrackers! I want to fry cow dung!"
Li Qinzai shook his head resolutely: "No, firecrackers are too dangerous, you are too young, what if you hurt your eyes?"
"Ask your lord to let it go, I'll just watch from a distance." Qiao'er shook his arm coquettishly.
Li Qinzai thought for a while, and said, "How about this, you can ask the question again, and start with asking me what I played when I was young."
Qiao'er asked stupidly: "Father, what did you play when you were young?"
Li Qinzai said sternly: "When I was a child, I would do my homework quietly at home, swim happily in the ocean of knowledge, and never play."
Qiao'er opened her eyes wide, looking helpless.
The chat between father and son is dead.
"What about you? Don't you want to dig happily in the ocean of knowledge?" Li Qinzai stared at him with burning eyes.
Qiao'er opened his mouth, and after a while, said softly: "Father, you forgot that my schoolwork is much higher than Li Sujie's and the others. My father said that my math is at the level of the third grade of elementary school..."
Continue to shake his arm coquettishly: "Father, how about making a firecracker for fun? Dad makes a firecracker and promises to do a hundred questions."
Li Qinzai sighed, saying that he was a troublesome little goblin would be a bit inappropriate, but now it really makes a little sense.
"Do it!" Li Qinzai secretly hated himself for being unprincipled, especially not knowing how to reject his son's acting like a baby.
As a father for the first time, he is inexperienced after all. In a few years, when his son reaches the age where even a dog would hate him, he must be able to be ruthless. If he dares to act like a baby, he will beat him up.
Making firecrackers was a bit troublesome, Li Qinzai remembered that gunpowder had to be mixed.
So he ordered Liu Ahsi to send some people to Chang'an City to collect sulfur and saltpeter. As for charcoal, they had it at home.
Fortunately, Li Qinzai remembered that when he was reading idle books in his previous life, he had seen the most scientific ratio of the three ingredients from the book.
As long as the gunpowder is prepared, firecrackers have no technical content. It is very simple to roll up the gunpowder, pull a lead wire on the head, and plug the yellow mud behind the buttocks.
Part [-] came back from Chang'an City soon.
Sulfur and saltpeter were hard to find, but they were finally bought in a Taoist temple outside Chang'an City.
These days Taoist alchemy usually requires raw materials such as sulfur and saltpeter, which are mixed in elixir, and the elixir they refine dares to be eaten by the emperor. The Taoist priests are really brave.
Throughout the ages, countless emperors died of chronic erysipelas, but the emperor's obsession with immortality has not changed for thousands of years, and it can be said that he has gone forward without fear.
After preparing sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, Li Qinzai experimented several times and found the best ratio. After mixing them together, he added egg white and graphite powder, and finely crushed them into powder with a small roller. .
A day later, gunpowder was made.
Looking at the dark thing in front of him, Li Qinzai showed a weird smile.
After making firecrackers, stick them on the cow dung on the side of the road, light them as soon as pedestrians pass by, turn around and run away after lighting the fire, with a bang...
The long-lost childhood feelings, it will finally reappear.
I won’t write out the specific ratio of gunpowder. Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year don’t want to be kindly invited in to drink tea and talk about their thoughts. . .
(End of this chapter)
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