Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Song Shuangshuang reviewed the work she had done today and sighed.

"what happened?"

"I'm counting what we did today." Then he changed the subject, "You have to get a good sleep when you go back tonight. We won't be able to sleep well tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow we have to stay up all night to watch the New Year's Eve, and the day after tomorrow we will definitely have to set off firecrackers early in the morning on New Year's Day. And we have to do a lot of work tomorrow. We only prepared part of it today, and some dishes have to be cooked tomorrow."

Tan Anjing also recalled that when she was at home, her family had to be busy for several days every Chinese New Year, either cleaning the house or getting up early to line up to buy food. On New Year's Eve, the family stayed up together.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt a little homesick.

The two of them were talking and fell asleep unknowingly, without even noticing that Song Youlin came back to open the door.

It was He Feiyang who heard no movement in the room, so he asked Song Youlin to come in and check, only then did he discover that the two best friends were asleep.

It’s definitely not okay to sleep like this, so Song Youlin woke up his sister.

Song Shuangshuang opened her eyes dazedly and subconsciously asked, "Is it dawn yet?"

"It's not even light yet. He Feiyang and I just got back. I heard there was no movement in your room, so I came over to check. Is Tan Anjing sleeping with us tonight? He Feiyang and I will go over and get her bedding."

"You go out first, I'll ask her."

Song Shuangshuang woke her up and asked her if she wanted to sleep here. Tan Anjing shook her head.

"No, it's not convenient to sleep here with you. I'm going home to sleep."

Tan Anjing wanted to go back to sleep quickly, but she was stopped by He Feiyang as soon as she walked out of the house.

"Don't rush back. It's warm inside and you just woke up. It's easy to catch a cold if you go out. Sit here for a while and I'll take you back."

Song Shuangshuang was still dazed in the house. When she heard He Feiyang talking, she immediately perked up and tiptoed to the door of her house to listen to what the two people outside were saying.

After listening for a while, I heard Tan Anjing say thank you.

Song Shuangshuang: "..."

She listened to it in vain.

It was not a good idea for her to go out at this time, otherwise it would ruin the atmosphere. Song Shuangshuang waited until the two of them left before going out to get some water to wash her face.

Song Youlin locked the door and came back. Song Shuangshuang asked him what the reaction of Grandpa Jiang and the others on the mountain was, and whether he had made the deal and asked them to drink less.

"I told you that I'm afraid the two old men won't obey me, so I gave the wine to Uncle Meng and asked him to watch over them and make sure they don't drink too much. I've also put the dumplings outside to freeze, so don't worry."

"That's fine. Well, I'll wash my face and go to bed. I have a busy day tomorrow."

All Song Shuangshuang dreamed about that night were recipes, with plates of food circling before her eyes.

The next morning, several people started to get busy.

After making paste and pasting the couplets, Song Shuangshuang felt that there was still something missing at the door of her house. It was not until Tan Anjing raised her mouth and smiled that she remembered it.

In the past, during the Chinese New Year, red lanterns were hung on the streets, even at the entrances of residential communities.

Tan Anjing suggested that they should get one themselves.

The couplet was written by He Feiyang. After writing the couplet, there was some red paper left, which should be enough to make two lanterns.

Song Shuangshuang thought that it would be inappropriate to hang two lanterns on anyone, so she simply gave up. She would still be in the countryside next year anyway, so she might as well think about buying a few next year.

After putting up the couplets, they started to prepare for dinner. The dumplings were cooked in the middle of the night.

Including what was prepared yesterday, a few people plan to cook eight dishes, which means money will come from all directions and they will make more money next year!

"Let me count. In addition to the sauerkraut stewed bones and fried meatballs I made yesterday, today I'll make you some fried pork intestines, pork stomach and chicken, and cold shredded cabbage. Oh, and the spare ribs I shared yesterday. Let's make braised spare ribs. Braised pork is a bit greasy.

Two more pig's trotters? There are some frozen in the backyard. Eating them will give you extra money next year."

After saying all this, Song Shuangshuang finally remembered what she was missing: a fish!

When she went to the county yesterday, she saw someone carrying fish and thought about having fish for the New Year's Eve dinner. But when she saw the supply and marketing cooperative was crowded, she forgot about it.

This... is really...

Tan Anjing comforted Song Shuangshuang and told her not to be upset. If they couldn't have it, they could just not eat fish. If they reduced one dish, the four of them would not be able to finish eight dishes. Six dishes would be fine too, as everything would go smoothly.

"Yes, sister, just make one less dish and we can save some trouble."

Song Shuangshuang was upset, but she had to do this. Her brother and friends comforted her. It was Chinese New Year, and she couldn't go to the county town just for a fish. It was probably impossible to buy it at this time.

"Okay, then let's remove the braised spareribs. It's uncomfortable to eat too much meat."

Pig's trotters take the longest time to cook, so Song Shuangshuang asked Tan Anjing to get the pot from home, and directed her younger brother and He Feiyang to set up a simple stove in the yard to stew the pig's trotters.

Otherwise they take up a pot and a stove, leaving only one stove for cooking, which gets cold quickly while they're cooking, and then they have a table of cold dishes to eat when they're done. What's the point?

After planning and assigning the work, they started to work. Kitchen killer He Feiyang was assigned the simplest task, which was to prepare the ingredients and peel garlic!

As long as he is not called, he will peel garlic, peel as much as he can, and if he can't eat it all, he will plant garlic sprouts in the field. By the way, if he has time, he can go out and watch the pig's trotters to make sure they don't get burned.

After the tasks were assigned, I found that there wasn't much work to do, which was easier than yesterday.

Stir-fried dishes can be cooked right now, and the same goes for cold shredded cabbage. If you cook it too early, the soup will be too hot.

He Feiyang deliberately said, "You guys are asking me to dig out a year's worth of garlic today."

"Hey, you're a great contributor. We eat a lot of garlic every year. Is this enough? How about I get you some more?"

After Song Youlin finished speaking, He Feiyang picked up a head of garlic and threw it at him, but Song Youlin caught it.

Song Shuangshuang found the chicken and pork belly and planned to ask her brother to prepare them. Hehe. She had forgotten how to cook them because she only thought about eating them yesterday.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

A few people were wondering, don't people usually start paying New Year's greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year? Why did they come today? It's quite early.

After distributing the pork yesterday, Jiang Jingcheng told his father and mother that Song Shuangshuang and the others were going to deliver the New Year's Eve dinner to the mountain.

"Ah? Song Zhiqing and the others are also going to send it?"

"Well, it seems they have prepared quite a lot, even dumplings. We have already prepared them at home and sent them over in advance today. When they were distributing the meat just now, they told me to send less, or send it in two days. If there is too much, they are afraid that grandpa and his family won't be able to finish it, and there will be no place to put it."

"Is this... okay?" Jiang's mother felt that this was not appropriate and asked Jiang's father what he thought.

She knew that these children would usually bring food to the mountain, but she didn't know what they sent. But it was not appropriate to rely on those children during the New Year, as her father-in-law was still alive.

Father Jiang thought about it and decided to prepare as usual. After all, as a son, he had to prepare food for his father.

"Jingcheng, take one of the two fish you caught earlier and send it to Song Zhiqing and the others as a dish for them. We will just send less tomorrow."