Vol 2 Chapter 400: New Year

New Year’s Eve is a reunion day for thousands of families, and this year’s New Year’s Eve has become a reunion festival for the whole village.
On the day when the old leader killed the pig, he had already planned to spend a good year this year. He was going to be unlucky, hoping for a good harvest in the coming year, so he kept a pig for the New Year's Eve.
In the public cafeteria of Zhangjia Village, many daughters-in-law in the village began to be busy in the kitchen. One by one they showed their unique tricks and decided to gather the elbow, carp, ribs, and chicken in the four must-have items. If the knuckles are not enough, use the trotters to make up. The hen chops into small pieces and adds more mushrooms, and the ribs do not add more carrots.
A burst of scent wafted out, making all the children in the village surrounded by sniffing and reluctant to leave, waiting eagerly for dark.
The old captain took a long pipe and turned around the village, smelling the fragrance in the air, he nodded in satisfaction. But I was thinking that the dumplings will be ordered late tonight, so let everyone fill their stomachs with some oil, otherwise it's not enough for everyone to eat. There are not many beanbags and steamed buns for the children, and the adults just make do with Wowotou.
Looking at a group of drooling children in front of him, he raised his head and looked back. He slowly walked out of the canteen. This important event of ancestor worship had to be discussed with the old patriarch and the others.
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and today is a new year. Everyone in Zhangjia Village can't realize the sorrow of the old captain. Everyone is happy to post New Year pictures, door couplets, hanging money, and window papers. How can it be celebrated?
Zhou Jiao was even more happy. At this moment, she happily pinched a piece of red paper that was "full of grain" and pasted it on the grain store, watching the empty inside, and ingeniously put a basket of five-color mixed grains inside. The "safe in and out" on the bicycle, and the "full of eggs" on the chicken coop, she posted as soon as she could think of.
Standing in the yard, Zhou Jiao looked at the red blessings on the walls and doors, the red paper on the windows, and then looked at her son who was dressed in red playing in the snow in the yard-this strong flavor of the year With joy.
Zhang Guoqing came out of the kitchen and looked at the happy Zhou Jiao with a knowing smile.
"Son, don't play. Let's pack up and go to the old courtyard."
Ping An happily threw himself on him when he saw him.
Zhang Guoqing happily hugged his son a few times around, hugged his wife, and walked to the living room, "I will go to the village to have a New Year's dinner tonight. Should we bring things there?"
"I'll ask my parents later and see what the boss and two families do. Let's add some more according to their gifts, don't be out of the ordinary. I really don't have to accompany my parents to watch the night tonight?"
"I always feel that something is wrong if I don't watch the night at home during the Chinese New Year. Wait a minute and ask if my parents want to come over, and forget it. The old captain of the village also asked everyone to eat the New Year's Eve dinner early, and each family brought a bowl of dumplings back to the night watch."
Zhou Jiao mentioned the new clothes and four-color gifts prepared for Zhang's father and mother, and smiled: "We are not in the old courtyard at night. It is estimated that they will come to our house. Let's go and see."
"Have you given your parents' New Year's Eve wallets?"
"It's packaged, nine yuan per person. Take the meaning of immortality, should it be matched with old age and longevity?"
Zhang Guoqing was hesitant to see her blinking, and rubbed her head, "Very good, just right."
Zhou Jiao said triumphantly: "In addition to this, I also prepared ten yuan of new banknotes for my mother, ranging from one cent to one dime, and reserved for her New Year's Eve money for the first month."
Zhang Guoqing wiped the child's face, smeared Harry's oil, picked him up, and smiled: "Well, it's good. Let the mother see who is comfortable and give a dime, and whoever is not pleasing to the eye."
The couple took their children and went to the old courtyard slowly.
Before reaching the hall, I heard Zhang Lao Er's laughter.
"No, if Cao Cao is here, then Cao Cao is here. Xiaowu, you and your couple are just here. I give my parents the lucky money, but they don't want it."
"Mother, hold it with Dad. Please be happy, happy new year, be sure to bless you two elders to live forever." Zhou Jiao finished, put the things down and took the child.
Mother Zhang smiled and shook her head, "I will give it to my parents when they are old, no need now."
Zhou Jiao saw that except for Zhang Lao Er, no one else was there, "Brothers are filial to you and Dad, and you happily take it. Just stay by your side and have nothing to buy sweets to coax the children to play."
After that, Zhou Jiao turned his pockets towards Zhang Guoqing and went out to the kitchen.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Guoqing touched his pocket, smiled and put it on the kang Ping An, took out a bundle of new banknotes and two red envelopes from his pocket, and pushed them to Zhang mother along with gifts.
"Why Xiaowu?"
"Mother, don't push it around. You didn't even look at Jiaojiao. You were scared away. She went to the bank to exchange the new money for you with the new money. Those two red envelopes are auspicious and don't have much money. "
Father Zhang reached out and picked up a bundle of money, and handed it to his wife with a smile, "Take it, this is quite rare to give kids New Year money. You go back to your mother's house in the first month."
Zhang Lao Er joked, "Mother, you go to your uncle's house and give me more if you see who is pleasing to your eyes. If you don't have it, ask Xiao Wu and the others. Xiao Wu, how come you want to change the money without notifying me?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and did not answer. Zhou Jiao didn't change the banknotes deliberately, but just happened to receive the lucky money from those relatives in the capital and went to the post office to withdraw the money.
He is not easy to say this. His son's new year's money still has more with his old husband. If it weren't for the fear of the tree to attract the wind, it might frighten the people in the county post office.
Zhang Guoqing changed the subject and asked what gifts his family brought to the village tonight. Otherwise, so many people used to be really ugly.
Mother Zhang laughed. She had prepared the rations and delivered them to the village early. The stupid boy even forgot that she had donated old sows and many chickens.
The bell rang early for dinner, and Zhang Dad led a large family to the cafeteria.
At this time, the canteen is very lively, as in previous years, ancestor worship ceremony ~EbookFREE.me~Dozens of tables are squeezed together, and each table is placed four large pieces, elbow and hoof hodgepodge, braised carp, ribs stewed radish, mother Chicken and mushroom soup, pork sauerkraut stewed vermicelli, ground three fresh.
The rare and sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner made people forget their sorrows, and men, women and children smiled happily. Even if the ribs stewed with radishes are filled with radishes, even if there are only one or two pieces of meat in the hen stewed mushrooms, and even if the braised carp cannot be used for the purpose, it still can't stop everyone from celebrating the joy of the New Year.
The only remaining jar of wine in the village honors the elders who served on the table. The noisy young man pours hot water as wine and makes fun in bitterness.
The aunts working in the kitchen carried a few wooden trays out of them, which contained the staple food Wowotou and tortillas. Adults have five wowotou and two tortillas; children have two wowotou and two tortillas. Fortunately, the polenta is full at night, and it's finally a little festive.
The happiest thing is that the children have an extra steamed bun and two sticky bean buns.
All of a sudden, the children scrambled and yelled for fear of missing it. The anxious appearance caused people around to laugh.
I really want Zhou Jiao to say that this is not as good as the previous pig-killing dishes. But everyone's picture is happiness, the picture is reunion, and the picture is the fun of the New Year.
The hunting in Zhangjia Village years ago had an advantage. Compared with other places, the people backing by the mountain would not be too short of oil and water. Therefore, everyone will try their best to put all the meat and bones on the table for the children to eat.
No one is willing to reach in. Even some of the best products in the village will not risk the world's disgrace on this day and cause everyone to be disgusted.
This day is a children's holiday, and it is a reunion day for the elders to guard their children and grandchildren for thousands of years.
There are elders in the family, save a bite of meat, and look at one's children and grandchildren happily, it is not a kind of love.