Scholars in the courtyard

"Uncle, aunt!"

Qin Huairu's voice came from the door, and Yi Zhonghai, who had returned to normal, quickly opened the door.

"Huairu, what's the matter?"

"Master, this is not the Chinese New Year. I always bothered you and my aunt before. I told Zhuzi that I would go to my house this year. You and my aunt will come over later."

Standing at the door, Qin Huairu's smiling face became rounded, and Yi Zhonghai also smiled as he stared at her.

"Okay, we'll be there in a moment."

"Okay, I'll go back and make dumplings."

After Qin Huairu left, Yi Zhonghai looked at Shazhu's house again and smiled.

…

Yangjiazhuang, brigade headquarters.

Pots were lit, firewood crackled, tables were put together, and long benches were placed on both sides of the tables. The old man sat with a pipe in his hand, watching the lively scene in front of him.

Little wives wearing big flowered jackets gathered together, talking about who was about to have a baby at home; busy women were fiddling with the water in the pot, talking about whether it was time to take it out of the pot; old men chatting about everything, As if pointing the country.

Yang Xiaotao was among a group of women, holding a spoon in his hand and constantly stirring the intestines in the pot. He was good at this.

Ran Qiuye was with a group of young wives. These young wives who had just married into the village knew that life in Yangjiazhuang was better than that in their village before they got married. However, they did not expect that they would kill pigs during the New Year and have such a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. , It’s simply the life of a landlord’s family.

Like Ran Qiuye, they are all looking forward to a better life.

bang bang

The running children took bamboo sticks and kept throwing them into the bonfire outside, and then there was the sound of burning. "Xiao Tao, where did you learn this skill?"

Yang Dazhuang's wife smelled the aroma in the pot and couldn't help but ask. Several women on the side also pricked up their ears.

"That's right, the food you cook is more delicious than the ones like us who sit around the pot all day long. There must be some secret to it."

"There is no teaching on this, I just figured it out myself."

"Besides, it's not surprising that many of the chefs nowadays are men."

Yang Xiaotao was perfunctory, he couldn't say it was given by the system. He probably didn't know what the system was even if he mentioned it.

Several women were disappointed, but they looked at the pot without blinking, remembering Yang Xiaotao's every step.

Pieces of pork the size of fingertips were tumbling in the pot next to it, water pork, and pieces of cabbage leaves inside.

In the distance, two pots were steaming, and pig bones were thrown in to make soup.

The whole yard is filled with the smell of meat.

Mr. Yang and others got together. The wood and bamboo mentioned by Yang Xiaotao inspired them. The waterway does not have to be fixed. It can be dismantled anytime and anywhere with bamboo sections. From this point of view, it looks like bamboo. It's better.

The few people quickly reached an agreement, and then began to discuss where to get so much bamboo. After all, land is being reclaimed these days, and the bamboo forest in the village alone was not suitable for much.

Finally, Yang Dazhuang thought of Fatty Ding. This guy was the director of the Grain Institute. He had a wide path and must have a way.

I mentally planned to ask this guy for help after the New Year.

"It's out of the pot."

Yang Xiaotao put the large intestine into a large basin with a spoon, and someone immediately took the basin away.

"Next, stir-fried pig blood."

Soon, pieces of dark red pig blood were brought over, and the pan was brushed with oil.

Wow

When the pig blood is put into the pot, there is another burst of aroma.

"Next."

Dang Dang Dang

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Xiaotao and Yang Dazhuang rang the bell together. As the bell rang at twelve o'clock, time entered the new year.

Finally everyone sat back down.

The men gather together and the women sit at the same table.

The elders are in the front, and the juniors are in the back.

Men drink wine and women drink tea.

Children are not counted, so take advantage of any loopholes.

The soup in the pot was still boiling, but it was no match for the lively crowd.

Smelling the aroma in the basin and the tempting pieces of meat under the light, I couldn't help but swallow saliva in my stomach.

However, everyone still suppressed their psychological desires and looked to the front, where the oldest person in the village sat.

Mr. Yang and his brother were sitting there. On the table were cooked pieces of meat and several dishes that were easy to chew. In addition, there were Erhe noodle steamed buns and of course some salty ones. duck eggs.

In front of each of them was a black bowl filled with white wine.

"Come, let's celebrate the New Year together."

Mr. Yang picked up the wine bowl, and the juniors below him also stood up. The men held the wine bowls, and the women held cups with water in them.

Yang Xiaotao and Yang Dazhuang were together. There was no meat on the table, just a bowl of bones, then Erhe noodles, steamed buns, and stick pancakes.

No one was holding a large bowl of broth with green vegetables floating on it.

At this time, it's a competition for teeth. Whoever has good teeth will chew bones and eat meat, and whoever has bad teeth will drink soup.

The tables around are all young and strong men, and they naturally behave boldly when drinking.

After taking this sip, there was no shortage of wine in the bowl.

There is no way, there are too many people, and after dividing it up, each person only has two taels of wine.

Gotta be sparing.

As the elders moved their chopsticks, everyone below started eating.

It’s Chinese New Year tonight, so I can eat enough.

Ran Qiuye sat with several pregnant women in the village, and they all had a common topic, discussing how to raise children in the future and what to pay attention to.

The food on their table was very exquisite, including not only Yang Xiaotao's pork belly and pig intestines, but also specially prepared salted duck eggs and apples.

These were all contributed by Ran Qiuye, and the whole village couldn't stop praising them.

On the other side, women also gathered together, eating and drinking.

Some elderly people are obviously smiling, but they always feel like they are crying.

Tears of satisfaction.

"Dad, this must be done as soon as possible."

Xu Damao took the chopsticks, picked a piece of pork and threw it into his mouth.

I returned to the Siheyuan today. Seeing the situation, I didn’t have any intention of celebrating the New Year in the Siheyuan, so I took the pork and money to buy wine and walked all the way back to the village.

After walking all the way, we didn't get home until dark.

The soles of my tired feet ached.

At this time, Xu Damao missed his old bicycle very much.

If you were still a projectionist, you would naturally have a bicycle.

"Let's do it, do you think this can be done?"

Xu's father raised his hand and clapped his chopsticks. If he hadn't just had a son who was looking forward to providing for his old age in the future, he would have picked up a stick and hit him out.

"Old man, it's the Chinese New Year."

Xu's mother persuaded her and looked at Xu Damao, "Da Mao, there's nothing we can do about this."

"There is someone above this person who is looking for connections. Then the original Li Huaide has been transferred away. Who can we look for?"

After hearing this, Xu Damao picked up his wine glass and drank.

"Da Mao, what do you think about this daughter-in-law?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he drank another drink and said, "What do you think of it? Let's find it."

"Anyway, we are young, so we are not afraid of not being able to find him."

Xu Damao didn't care. It would be better to get divorced. In the past, he would secretly go to the countryside to find a widow. Now that he is single, even if he is discovered, it is a normal relationship and saves trouble.

However, going to the countryside is the key.

If time goes by, will those lonely little widows get involved with the new projectionist?

Wouldn't that mean that he was going to be cuckolded again?

Um? Why again?

Xu Damao thought of Lou Xiao'e and Yang Xiaotao, "I must take that shit back."

"Dad, don't worry about this. I'll do it myself."

With a fierce look in his eyes, Xu Damao placed the wine glass heavily on the table. At this moment, he looked very much like Xu's father back then.

"Um!"

Seeing this, Xu's father nodded gently. This child would eventually learn from every experience.

Siheyuan, Jia's house.

One table of food and one table of people.

The father and mother were seated on either side of the deaf old woman. Outside was Qin Huairu, Silly Zhu, and the remaining two children.

"This cabbage is made by Huairu."

The first man pointed at the cabbage and stir-fried meat and said with a smile. Silly Zhu heard this and said, "First man, how did you see this?"

"Oh, my aunt said, we live and work in the courtyard. Huairu is meticulous in her work. The cabbage was picked cleanly and cut evenly, but evenly, it was cut along the vegetable pegs. I have to let you go. Throw it in the swill bucket."

The whole family was filled with laughter, and the deaf old lady even opened her toothless mouth and pointed at Silly Zhu, who was unable to survive.

"Old lady, eat a clove of garlic to whet your appetite."

Silly Zhu held the garlic, but Qin Huairu snatched it away, "Old lady, you have bad teeth. You are such a bad person."

There was another burst of laughter, and Shazhu yelled, "You cooked a table of dishes with me, and you don't want to see me inside or outside."

Qin Huairu smashed the garlic with a knife, put it in a bowl and poured soy sauce on it, "Eat it."

"Yes, it's up to you."

The eldest mother and the first uncle looked at each other, and the deaf old lady even smiled.

There was peace in the house.

In the hospital, after Mrs. Jia Zhang finished eating the dumplings sent by Sha Zhu, she was not feeling well. She was in the hospital during the Chinese New Year. Alas.

Looking at his son next to him, he didn't know whether he was asleep or unconscious.

He didn't even say anything, he was just like a useless person.

well.

Picking up Jia Dongxu's portion of dumplings, Jia Zhang stretched out her hand.

One night passed, the new year came, the sun came, illuminating the future.

Yang Xiaotao woke up, stretched out his hand and felt the familiar outline, feeling inexplicably relieved.

I picked up my watch and looked at it, it was half past six in the morning.

This year has gone by so fast.

Last night, the whole village went into battle together and ate up the hundred-ten kilograms of pork and even the sugar in the pot, which was an eye-opener for Yang Xiaotao.

All of them looked dry and thin, but when they ate, they drank three bowls of broth in a row and continued to chew on two pancakes. Even he was shocked by the amount of food.

Of course, his appetite also shocked the people in the village.

One person is worth three.

My stomach is still a little full after eating.

After finally cleaning up, it was almost two o'clock. Everyone brought their things, put out the fire, left the basins and dishes to be cleaned tomorrow, and everyone went back to their homes.

However, the men who had eaten and drank enough tonight were obviously full of energy. It can be expected that more newborns will join the village in the coming year.

Looking at the dawn outside, there was not much movement. I guess everyone in the village was hugging their wives on the kang.

Yang Xiaotao was no exception, reaching out and hugging Ran Qiuye from behind.

It's as warm and soft as jade, comfortable to hold.

Ran Qiuye, who was sleeping, raised his hands lazily, "Don't move, sleep a little longer."

Yang Xiaotao stopped when he was about to touch the little guy when a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Ding!

What's going on?

Does the system also give out red envelopes during the Chinese New Year?

Yang Xiaotao quickly checked.

咻咻

"Xiaowei?"

When a familiar voice came to his ears, Yang Xiaotao immediately became excited, and then he felt a coldness in his arms. A group of green gradually appeared, and after a while, Xiaowei's figure was revealed.

Xiaowei's cry immediately came to mind.

"Boohoo!"

There was joy in his voice, like bright sunshine shining on his body. Yang Xiaotao felt his body warm up. The feeling of fullness just now disappeared and he felt full of energy.

Yang Xiaotao was stunned for a moment and immediately checked the attribute panel.

Yang Xiaotao

Age: 24

Credits: 698

Skill:

Main skill: Engineer, level nine

Pets: Wood Elf, Chinese Pastoral Dog.

Exchange column items:

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Wood Elf

growth period

Skills: Intermediate plant manipulation. Intermediate photosynthesis. Invisible. Separate control.

Intermediate plant manipulation: As a plant elf, the darling of nature, he is naturally able to control the growth of plants.

Intermediate photosynthesis: Wood elves can absorb the energy in light to supplement their own growth needs, and at the same time, they can feed back to the host and strengthen their body.

Stealth: Use light to change its own color to achieve invisibility.

Clone Control: The main body splits into a clone, and the main body is not damaged. The clone has 1/10 of the abilities of the main body and can be controlled by the main body.