Quick Wear: Passerby A's Daily Life of Eating Watermelons

When going to bed at night, Jiang's mother still looked happy. She hummed a song while making Jiang Yue's bedding, and kissed Jiang Yue and her brother from time to time. Anyone could feel that she was very happy.

In the second uncle's room next door, the second aunt was talking to the second uncle.

"Look at your third brother, then look at your eldest brother and you. They were all taught by Dad, so why can't you two study?"

Second uncle rolled his eyes at her and said nothing. He couldn't stand the nagging anymore and said, "Third brother, according to the opera, that was the God of Literature descending to earth. How can ordinary people compare to him? Let alone our village, there is only one person in our county. Didn't you see that the county magistrate sent money here?"

"Hey!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Go to bed quickly. I have to leave early tomorrow."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Can we let our son study hard? It would be great if he can pass the exam and become a scholar."

"Dad is teaching me, isn't he? But I don't think there is much hope. My son is just like me when I was little. He doesn't listen to anything Dad says. But the third child was different when he was little. He remembered everything my dad said every time."

"The child is still young, maybe he will get better when he grows up."

"Haha, it's better to hope that the third child will pass the imperial examination than to rely on this. When the third child becomes an official, I won't have to worry about the children having no future."

"Okay! Stop thinking about these things and go to sleep."

In the following days, the family was busy receiving guests, and only stopped when the Chinese New Year was approaching. During this period, they received a letter from Jiang's father, which was several pages long. After reading the letter, the family's worries were finally put to rest. Jiang Yue said that he was very calm about this, because the puppet was protecting him secretly, and no matter who got into trouble, he would not be in any danger. Jiang Yue even knew that he was missing home.

"My dear, when will the boss come back?"

"He said he would be back on the 25th."

"By the way, did I ask you to tell him that you didn't forget what you bought?"

"I haven't forgotten."

"That's good, Lao Er, have you found the person you asked to invite?"

"Mom, the butcher won't come until the 28th, there's a queue in front of him."

"Didn't you go to another one?"

"I went there. The Li family was not available until New Year's Eve. Someone from the Zhao family changed their mind at the last minute, so they only had one morning available. It's a little late to arrange it this year."

"Then wait until the twenty-eighth."

Early in the morning on the 28th, Jiang Yue was awakened by the miserable cries of pigs. Without waiting for her mother to come and dress her, she put on her clothes neatly. The two things that changed the most after Jiang Yue came here were going to the toilet and getting dressed.

When she was getting dressed and folding the quilt, her grandmother came into the room and saw her. Seeing the tiny person folding the big quilt, she cried out, "Oh! My dear, put it down quickly! Let me do it."

Grandma folded the quilt in no time, and then took Jiang Yue to wash her face. A pig was being slaughtered outside the yard, and grandma didn't let Jiang Yue go out to see it, for fear that she would be scared. She took her into the house to play with her brothers. After that, she took out a piece of candy for Jiang Yue, and just as she was about to hand it to Jiang Yue, she saw a bunch of eager little eyes.

"Hey~"

Grandma sighed and counted the pieces according to the number of children, even the older children playing outside. When distributing the pieces to everyone, Jiang Yue's piece was undoubtedly the largest. The other children had also gotten used to it. To put it bluntly, the idea of ​​loving their younger sister had been rooted in their hearts over the years. They were just short of giving their own pieces to her to eat, so how could they have any objections?

If this happened to others, Jiang Yue would inevitably be accused of being biased, but as a vested interest holder, she doesn't have the face to do so. Fortunately, she is still young and there is still time for her to change. Now things are much better. At least everyone can get a share. The rest can be done slowly from now on. Besides, it is too difficult to be completely fair. There are still differences in the length of ten fingers, not to mention people's preferences.

After slaughtering the pig at noon, the butcher left. The adults began to clean the door and deal with the blood on the ground, and finally cover it with a thin layer of soil. The children in the family stared at the pork in the yard. Although it was a whole pig, Jiang Yue estimated that due to its breed and feeding, this pig weighed less than 100 kilograms.

If it is pure meat, there will be even less. It is estimated that 70 kilograms of meat can be produced. Moreover, not all of the meat will be kept for consumption. Half of it will be sold, and the remaining half will probably be exchanged for other meats, such as mutton, chicken, duck, fish, etc.

By the time the pig-slaughtering dish was ready at noon, half of the pork had already been sold. During Chinese New Year, unless the family was particularly poor, everyone would buy some meat. Everyone would have a big bowl of meat during the meal. After eating and drinking, grandma would start to boil lard. Everyone would eat a bite or two of the lard residue, and the rest would be saved for making dumplings on the 30th.

On the 29th, the village chief came to discuss the ancestor worship. According to the village chief, they should do it properly, because Jiang's father passed the imperial examination, and they should talk to the ancestors about their descendants' success and ask them to bless everyone. Grandpa meant to wait until the spring examination is over, when Jiang's father should go home, and it will not be too late then, and they can just do it as in previous years.

Finally, the village chief adopted Jiang's father's advice. On the morning of the 30th, they offered sacrifices to their ancestors according to the custom of previous years. Then everyone went home to prepare for dinner. The table had been set at home, with stewed chicken, fish, braised rabbit, braised pork, spare ribs, and a few stir-fried dishes. Basically, all the dishes that could be cooked were made.

In addition to these, there are also candies and snacks brought back by my great uncle, and two jars of wine. We have to drink something on this special day. During the meal, it was mainly my grandfather and my great uncle who talked. The others talked every day at home. Today, it was mainly my great uncle who shared the interesting things he encountered at work. Of course, it was impossible for him to talk about the grievances he suffered, and he just passed it over in one stroke.

Then the topic turned to Jiang's father. This was the first time in so many years that there was a lack of people during the New Year. Grandpa and grandma were worried about whether Jiang's father would not have enough food to eat or enough clothes to wear, and whether he would be lonely during the New Year. The eldest uncle and the second uncle were busy comforting him, saying that the third uncle was so capable that they could rest assured.

Jiang Yue was gnawing on some pork ribs and looking at what her father was doing. He wasn't being emo again, was he? It turned out to be true, which almost made Jiang Yue laugh. He was having dinner with a few classmates, and they were eating and drinking happily, but he was the only one holding a glass of wine, and he looked absent-minded, as if he was missing home.

She originally wanted to take a closer look, but her grandmother gave her a piece of braised pork. Now Jiang Yue's attention was diverted and she focused on eating.

After dinner, the family sat together and chatted. Today, they indulged themselves for the first time in a long time and lit the oil lamp. Normally, everyone would have gone back to bed at this time, but today, no one, including the children, was sleepy. Jiang Yue was originally trying to play with her younger brother, but she fell asleep without knowing when. Her body's instinct was too strong.