The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

Grandpa didn't know that his own son was complaining. He could write his own name, including the little grandpa Wang Erming. This guy looked careless, but he knew more characters than his brother.

As a result, the two received a 100-point comment from Miaomiao.

"Grandpa, little grandpa, how come you are so good? You are just a little dumber than my wooden brother. My sister said that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son knows how to dig holes. Grandpa, your uncle is not your biological son, right? Your uncle is too dumb. I have taught so many students, and I have never seen a worse one than him."

Miaomiao thought she was just complaining quietly, but in fact everyone heard it.

"Hahahahaha"

Zhou looked at her head's charcoal-black face and almost fell to the ground with laughter. As the head of the family, Wang Fugui has always been a role model for everyone. He didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed today. It was really a big stain on his perfect life.

Miaomiao successfully made everyone laugh.

Wang Fugui had no choice but to change his target, this time it was his own son who took action.

"Miao Miao, your cousin still can't write his own name, go and teach him."

When Su Miao heard this, he immediately turned to look at Wang Bin.

Wang Bin was hiding in the corner and laughing at his father with everyone else. He never expected that his father was such a loser that he couldn't learn from his father and yet he dragged him down with him.

Wang Bin looked at Miao Miao's serious face and sat up straight in fear. He should be able to learn it. He just learned the word "Wang" from listening, and the only thing missing was the word "Bin".

As it turned out, the word was too complicated. Not only Miaomiao didn’t know how to pronounce it, but even Mu Tou didn’t know how to pronounce it either. The only answer he could give was Su Heshang.

Wang Bin's eyes went dark as he looked at the strokes. What was wrong with his father? He didn't even know how to give a name. Wang Yi was such a good name, but he was reluctant to give him such a good name.

His one word "guest" is equivalent to two words "other". Who can he go to for justice?

Tietou smiled happily as he looked at his father who had a sad face.

"Dad, I can write my own name now. I'll write it for you to see."

Tietou proudly wrote his name, Wang Ruiheng, stroke by stroke. Although it didn't look good, it was written correctly.

Zhou was very pleased when she saw this, "Tietou, follow Mutou and learn to read well. Then you can work as an accountant in the city and don't have to work as a peasant digging for food in the fields."

Wang Fugui and his companions also looked at Tietou happily. They were already destined to dig for food in the fields, but Tietou still had hope.

"Tietou, did you hear what your grandma said? Study hard."

Tietou nodded heavily. After Lin Xiaozhao's remarriage, he had matured a lot. He listened to Mu Tou's words and now studied not for his mother to look up to him, but for himself.

An hour later, all the dishes were cooked.

Chicken soup, braised pork, meatballs, stir-fried peppers with pork, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, stir-fried shredded radish with meat, fish stewed in iron pot with corn cakes,

The corn tortillas were arranged in a circle around the iron pan. The natural fragrance mixed with the broth of the braised fish made everyone drool.

The last dish was Su He’s cabbage, pork and vermicelli stewed with it. One pot could not hold nearly 10 kilograms of vermicelli, so Su He only put in five kilograms, filled it with water, and cooked a full pot.

Accompanied by hot white flour buns, everyone sat on the stools waiting for the meal to be served.

As the head chef, Zhou knocked the edge of the iron pot with an iron spoon and shouted to everyone, "Happy New Year!"

Everyone immediately started taking steamed buns. There were two rows of tables, and Su He sat in the row with the children. She took a bowl of sweet potato vermicelli and took two corn cakes to eat.

The sweet and fragrant corn cakes were soaked with the aroma of fish. Su He ate two in one breath and rushed over to get more.

She decided to add this to her stockpile list. It was so delicious. She needed to plant more corn in her space and buy a stone mill to grind cornmeal at home. The cows and mules at home could do the work, and the efficiency would definitely be high.

Miaomiao’s taste is most similar to her sister’s. She also likes to eat corn tortillas dipped in fish soup. Although she is so small, she doesn’t go to get them herself, but squeezes next to her sister to eat the ready-made ones.

"Sister, can I eat yours? I can't get it from others."

Xiao Miaomiao had already picked one up and started chewing it before she even finished her words. This person never thought that her sister would reject her.

Su He rolled her eyes. What could her sister do? She could only wait until the second batch of corn tortillas were ready and then rush to the iron pot to grab two more.

The first thing my grandfather ate was vermicelli. He slurped the vermicelli soaked in soup and paired it with pork. It was simply unbeatable.

The joy of slurping noodles has begun.

Seeing his brother like this, grandpa immediately picked up a bowl and slurped the noodles like his brother. He was conquered at the first bite.

Grandpa sighed in his heart, saying that concentration is the essence, and this sweet potato flour is the essence of sweet potato, it is soft and chewy, it is really magical.

Sweet potatoes are just too wasteful and too tiring to cook. They are a precious commodity.

The others didn’t even have time to sigh, as every dish on the table was delicious and everyone was busy eating.

This also included Liu Niang and her son, who were also eating the New Year's Eve dinner with everyone else. Liu Niang smiled and picked up a piece of meat for her son, "Bai'er, eat more."

Liu Bai was influenced by the New Year's atmosphere and was rarely talkative. "Mom, this vermicelli is delicious and new. You should try it too."

Shunzi, who was standing nearby, had a good relationship with Liu Niang and her son. Hearing the warm invitation, he said, "Auntie, please eat more of these vermicelli. He Hua said we can cook more after we finish eating them. There are still five pounds left."

Liu Niang smiled and nodded, today is really a good day.

Half an hour later, all the steamed buns and vegetables were eaten. The soup in the pot was eaten by the grandfather with the steamed buns. Last year, he was not very satisfied with his stomach. Others ate meat while he drank wild vegetable porridge. This year, he was determined to make up for it.

The little grandfather's throat jumped twice when he got to the food, but he forced himself to swallow the last bite of steamed bun.

His appearance of looking like a starving ghost made his grandfather so angry that he wanted to scold him, but he held back as he thought that today was New Year's Day.

After eating, everyone sat on the stools without moving, resting lazily for half an hour before getting up to clean up.

The party is not over yet. The next step is to make meat buns and dumplings. Today we will use half a pig’s meat, and everyone will make dumplings for dinner at home.

It was no longer the aunts who were chopping the meat. Instead, Hehua arranged for the men in the family to chop the meat and knead the dough.

After the meat filling is ready, women and children start making meat buns and dumplings.

Rows and rows of dumplings filled up all the space in the kitchen, and there were still many that had not been wrapped yet.

Zhou could only ask a few people to move the two portions, one for her own family and the other for her grandfather’s family, to the next door, so that there would be more space in the kitchen.

When the pile was full again, Wang Quangui simply hitched a horse-drawn carriage and sent his own share back first.

Everyone chatted while doing this activity, just as a way to digest food. There was no need to worry about speed, as we were too full at noon, so we were not in a hurry for dinner.

When it was getting dark, Wang Bin first sent Wang Quangui and his family back.

Then the grandpa and a few others left first. They were old, so they went back to take a nap. Two hours later, Zhou and Ma would bring the dumplings into the house.

Soon, Su He and a few others were the only ones left in the kitchen.

"Mrs. Liu, boil some hot water first. Let's wash up first and eat dumplings together later."

Su He lay on the table, too lazy to move, and almost fell asleep. After giving Liu Niang instructions, Su He turned around and saw that Miao Miao had fallen asleep.

She simply carried Miaomiao back to the house, told her to fall asleep first and eat after waking up.

Mu Tou and Tie Tou had already gone back to the house to sleep. The two children were now grown up, and Su He was less worried.