Early the next morning, Yang Xinyue's mother pushed open her door and came in to call her.

Since she was a child, she has never set an alarm clock at home, and her parents have called it, which is more accurate than the alarm clock.

The night in the countryside was very quiet, without the noisy noise and the sound of speeding cars, Yang Xinyue slept soundly.

She had taken a shower last night, and she had only time to put on the curtains and sheets in her room, and then she fell asleep.

Sleep until dawn.

I didn't even hear the rooster crowing in the morning.

The countryside is quiet at night, especially for sleeping.

Yang Xinyue freshened up, and drove the pickup truck at home with her father to the set.

When they arrived at the market, the two of them first found a store to have breakfast.

I met many villagers along the way, and they all stopped to say hello to her father.

Yang Xinyue usually doesn't come back, and she left her parents when she was very young, so she can't even recognize all the people in her village, let alone the villagers in the township.

The folks in the natural township don't know her either.

"Why did you bring a big girl to the market today?" the villagers joked to Yang Xinyue's father.

Yang Xinyue's father said, "My eldest daughter." ”

"Oh, the eldest daughter in Haishi?"

Yang Xinyue's father nodded, as if he was a little proud.

Parents love to show their children.

Yang Xinbiao received all kinds of scrutiny from the villagers.

Yang Xinyue also greeted them one by one through her father's introduction.

Along the way, she met a lot of villagers who knew her father well.

When the two of them sat in the breakfast shop, more than half an hour had passed since the car was parked.

"What to eat?"

"Powder. A bowl of the soup and a fritter for each pickled soup. ”

Yang Xinyue's father smiled: "Can you finish eating?"

"It's okay, I miss it so much, taste it. ”

Yang Xinyue's father raised his hand and asked the waiter to order.

The noodles of the north and the powder of the south.

Yang Xinyue was thinking about this rice noodle in her hometown when she was in Haishi.

The noodles in her hometown mainly include soup powder from meat and bone broth and marinated powder with marinade, both of which are Yang Xinyue's favorites.

There are also fried dough sticks in her hometown, which are different from other places, short and fat, not salty, with a little sweet, crispy and crispy, she just has this bite.

Everywhere I go, I read this taste of home.

Yang Xinyue's father knew that she didn't eat much, so he only ordered a cup of milk tea and a bun.

Yang Xinyue doesn't like to eat steamed buns very much, but if the steamed buns in Haishi and the steamed buns in her hometown, she prefers the steamed buns in her hometown.

Milky white, chubby, a bit like a Hong Kong-style big white barbecued pork bun, not like a bun made of seafood wheat noodles, a bit ashy.

Yang Xinyue only ate half of each of the two bowls of noodles, and then pushed them to her father. The fritters were also only half eaten.

Her father ate it for her.

Yang Xinyue ate to her heart's content.

It can be regarded as a solution to homesickness.

After eating, the two went straight to the vegetable market.

Although they are all new villages now, the bazaar is not like when Yang Xinyue was a child, where they opened in turns between different towns.

In the past, the main reason was that the traffic was inconvenient and the flow of people was insufficient. But now the transportation is convenient, every family has a car, and the market is no longer only open in the morning as in the past, and the market will disperse at nine or ten o'clock.

Now there are episodes from morning till night.

The town is the same as the city, and all the shops sell everything. Except for the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve and the morning of the first day of the new year, the doors are open at all other times.

Yang Xinyue's father said that now people in the township will also come to the town to eat on Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year.

I am not happy to cook, I like to call friends and relatives, and there are many people who go to the restaurant to eat Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve meal.

But even now that everything is convenient, the market is still the same as before, and it ends at nine or ten o'clock.

Most of the villagers grow and sell their own food, and the family also has a job, and the sale is finished.

Everyone rushed to the vegetable market as soon as they arrived at the market.

Yang Xinyue and her father went to the vegetable market for a few days to pick vegetables, fish, seafood, etc.

The big bags and small bags were so big that her hands were about to break.

Buy the vegetables that the whole family will eat before the second year of junior high school, put them in the pickup truck, and then go to buy other things.

Yang Xinyue first led her father to the dry goods store to buy dry goods.

Her father usually doesn't go to the kitchen, and he doesn't know how to buy fungus, shiitake mushrooms, yuba, vermicelli, and daylily.

Every year, I wait for Yang Xinyue to go home to buy it.

Yang Xinyue picked out dry goods, and went to buy flour, glutinous rice flour, and all kinds of sugar.

To make rice cakes at home, you need to use brown sugar, to make mille-feuille cakes, to use brown sugar, and to make peanut cakes with white sugar......

Her dad didn't know much about that.

However, large bags and small bags were brought to the pickup truck.

Then I bought all kinds of fruits, all kinds of potatoes to cook for breakfast, and sugar cane to put behind the door.

Finally, go to the supermarket to sweep the goods.

I picked out the bathroom supplies first, and then went to buy drinks.

During the Chinese New Year, relatives come to the door every day, and they have to prepare a lot of wine.

There are many Yang Xinyue's fathers who have bought them, so she only buys the milk that young people want to eat for breakfast and the milk and drinks that children want to drink.

and some sugar cookies and nut snacks that young people and kids love.

When the car was full, it was almost unloadable, so the two drove home instead.

Before moving the things to the house, Yang Xinyue's mother called her to cook again.

Basically, as soon as Yang Xinyue came home, the kitchen affairs were handed over to her, and her mother was basically only busy with the things in the house.

Yang Xinyue is also willing to take over, her mother's meals are only edible and cooked, and they are all old recipes.

It's not about color, smell, or anything like that.

Yang Xinyue's grandmother heard that Yang Xinyue was back early in the morning, so she waited at the gate.

Yang Xinyue went to the set early in the morning, but her grandmother didn't see her.

As soon as she came back, he pulled her and asked her questions.

Her are sometimes nagging.

But when she is over eighty years old, she can still take care of herself, she is not dazzled or deaf, and she can grow some vegetables and garlic in the yard by herself, and her family doesn't need to worry too much about her.

Yang Xinyue also patiently accompanied her for a long conversation before entering the kitchen.

Her grandmother followed her, helping her with garlic and vegetables, and chattering with her from time to time.

"Why didn't your grandson and son-in-law come back together?"

"He's busy, he has something to do at home this year, and he'll come back next year. ”

"Next year......"

muttered in a low voice: "I don't know if my milk is there next year......

Yang Xinyue felt sour when she heard this.

When her grandfather left, he took her eldest granddaughter's hand, and couldn't reassure her with tears.

When her grandfather left, her younger siblings were married and had children, and her cousin was also married.

She's the only one.

Her father also took the hands of her two uncles and asked them to help watch her marriage......

Her grandfather is an old party member.

At that time, the entire county of her hometown was occupied by the Japanese herself, and a bunker was built in their village.

She used to say that she wanted to take her grandfather to the capital to see it, but it never came true......

Now she is left with her milk, although she chatters, but she is also more patient with her milk.

During the New Year's Festival, the family is called a festival when they are together.

She doesn't like her milk to chatter, and from time to time she will echo a sentence or two.