The New Year is always the day that the children of poor families look forward to the most.
Because it means they get to wear new clothes and eat delicious food.
"Second brother, give me fire!"
Shen Qingping stuck a firecracker into the snow, then ran over to Shen Qingzhu to ask for a light.
Shen Qingzhu lit an incense stick, blew out the fire, and then handed the incense to him.
"Here, be careful, don't get yourself hurt."
Shen Qingping pouted, saying, "Don't worry, second brother, it's not like I haven't set them off before!"
With that, he ran back with the incense.
"Qingping brother, we're here!"
The courtyard door was pushed open, and Shen Qing'an and several other kids ran in holding firecrackers.
"You're here!" Shen Qingping smiled and waved at them, "Hurry over, I'm just about to light the firecrackers."
"We brought a bunch too!"
Each person opened their hand to show several firecrackers.
