The Return of the General to the Field

23. Sacrifice to the Zaoguan; 24. Clean the house; 25. Grind tofu; 26. Cut meat; 27. Kill a chicken; 28. Steam jujube flowers; , Pouting his buttocks and bowing indiscriminately.

No matter which time and space it is, the Chinese New Year is the most solemn festival.This is the first year that my husband and I have spent together, and Xia He has prepared very carefully. 23, 24... Until the New Year's Eve, Xia He lived a very fulfilling life every day. The things to prepare for the New Year were very complicated. Buying, there are still some things to be done.

Seeing Xia He busy in and out, busy up and down, wanting to help but being blocked by dislike, Meng Wu couldn't help but find it funny, Xia He is now all focused on this matter, turning like a spinning top Seems like, but seeing him busy and happy, Meng Wu had no choice but to let him go.

Time flies so fast in the busy time, and it is New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. After discussing, Meng Wu and Xia He agreed to have the New Year's Eve dinner at Li Laoyao's house. This is the first time since Li Laoyao settled down in Mengjia Village. There are close juniors to accompany the New Year's Eve dinner, and I am so happy from ear to ear.

Every year on New Year's Eve, it seems that even the air is filled with festive smells. Xia He is busy preparing for today's New Year's Eve dinner. Although he is in good health, he is old. Xia He can't bear to keep him busy. He is so short. His skinny body tossed and turned, Xia He looked worried and felt that it was not very efficient, he might as well do it all by himself, ah, just take a small bench and sit in front of the main room, watching cheerfully and doing something effortlessly It's fine to do chores, otherwise why would you use yourself as a grandson?As for Meng Wu, at this time he just wanted to help but was powerless, Xia He could only let him stand aside and do some work that required strength.A person like Meng Wu who is naturally at odds with the kitchen can chop off the head of a chicken if he is asked to kill it.That's when it's useful.

Farmers are extraordinarily willing to spend on this day, and they don't look like they usually care about the family's food and clothing and plan carefully and save money.Every New Year's Eve dinner can be eaten until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, if it is not bad.

There are only three people in Meng Wu's family. Even if Xia He wants to make it richer, he must also consider the actual situation. Xia He counts in his heart: pig feet must be stewed, fish must be roasted, and there is more than enough every year!I have to kill a chicken, stir-fry a butterfly pork liver, a dish of lean meat, a dish of peanuts, a dish of rice cakes, and a dish of braised meat. The husband of braised meat has to do whatever he likes, right?Finally, add a bowl of vegetables and tofu to remove the meat. With such a count, it looks like a big table.No matter, the New Year's Eve dinner, as much as possible!

"Husband, you go and wash the dishes." Now Xia He is getting more and more comfortable in rousing Meng Wu, and he no longer looks like he was too stiff when they were first together, wishing to confess Meng Wu.Meng Wu enjoys this way of getting along, which shows that the two are very close rather than politely alienated. Meng Wu never wants a husband and wife relationship that respects each other as guests.He didn't show it on the surface, but he was being teased by his husband with joy in his heart.In the cold winter, of course her husband has to do the washing of vegetables, and Meng Wu is happy that her own Ah He has this kind of awareness.

When it was time for dinner, it was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The New Year's Eve dinner was always eaten early. Meng Wu hung the firecrackers on the branch of the tree at the gate of Li Ama's house, lit the firecrackers with lit incense, and the crackling sound of the firecrackers shook the It makes people's ears ring, this is telling others that my family is open for dinner, and Xia He is laying out tributes to worship ancestors in front of the "Heaven and Earth Respected Parents" in the main room. He respectfully burns paper money, lights three sticks of incense and makes three bows, May the ancestors bless such happy days to last forever.

It was a festive day, although there were only three of them, Meng Wu Xia He didn't feel deserted, the three of them sat around a large table and ate happily.

Auntie Li likes stewed soft pork knuckles, Xia He kept putting it in his bowl, Li Laoxiao laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, this godson recognized it rightly, the stewed pig with orange peel Feet suit Li Chuan's taste best.

A big custom on New Year's Eve is to set off fireworks. Farmers are not very rich, but they are still willing to buy some when the New Year comes.Meng Wu didn't have much interest in fireworks. In this era, there are few styles of fireworks and the colors are not beautiful enough. In Meng Wu's view, there is nothing unusual about them, but Xia He can't help but like them. What if Fu Lang likes them?Meng Wu brought a large box home from the fireworks shop in the town.

Xia He likes fireworks. He thinks there is nothing more splendid than fireworks. In the past, he just watched others set off fireworks from a distance, and watched the laughter under the fireworks. He had never lit a firework with his own hands. The beauty that blooms in the hands, in his opinion, is something that only those who are loved are qualified to do.But he just wanted to buy something to satisfy his wish. Who knows what is the use of my husband carrying a big box home?

Meng Wu moved the fireworks to the open space in the yard, and lit a stick of incense with a torch. He turned around and put the incense in Xia He's hand, "Ahe, go light the fireworks." He couldn't hide his joy, "Okay!" He bent down holding the incense and brought the fire point closer to the fuse. With a sound of "Shu--", the fireworks ignited, and Xia He hurriedly jumped back to Meng Wu's side, covering his ears. Wu embraced Xia He's waist, Xia He watched the fireworks, and Meng Wu watched him, incomparably harmonious.

Fireworks bloomed in the night sky. Meng Wu didn't think it was very attractive. Anyway, he didn't rely on his own husband to look good. The fireworks bloomed one after another in the night sky. The crack grew bigger, looking back at Meng Wu who was standing behind him, Xia He suddenly wanted to get close to him, so he rushed over and kissed Meng Wu heavily on the face, "Husband, I am very happy! I have never been so happy!" Wu laughed, put his arms around the person in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Ahe, there is a night watch on New Year's Eve, I won't let you go to bed early tonight."

The last box of fireworks didn't burn out...

The old man didn’t like fireworks and thought it was a waste of money, so Meng Yu’er only ordered a few meanings, and after burning his own, he sat in the yard with a hand warmer and watched other people’s fireworks, “Whose fireworks are those? ?" Meng Yuer asked Cuida who brought him hot tea and pastries. "Looking at the direction, it should belong to Xia He's family at the end of the village!"

At Meng Dashuan’s house, Mrs. Xing went to bed early, and the fireworks were already burnt out. Brother Liu was not afraid of the cold. He stood in the courtyard and watched the fireworks blooming one after another in the night sky at the end of the village. "Little husband~~" Meng Dashuan He was calling him again, and it didn't make people feel better during the Chinese New Year. "It's really a blessing!" Brother Liu turned his head and glanced at the sky at the end of the village before entering the house.