Chapter 9: Burning the pot

In the morning, I woke up to the music of "Dongfang Hong" on the small radio sting, and it was just a little bright. There are only two left in the house, Youyou and his younger brother, and the younger brother also slept on the grandmother's kang.

Where have all the people gone? There is no place to ask, Yoyo takes the opportunity to add some nutrition to Xiaomeng Bao Didi.

Yoyo hurriedly got up, first went to the yard to sprinkle chicken food on the ground, and used his consciousness to instruct the robot in the space to prepare hot milk and cakes to shake his younger brother awake. Didi yawned, and his half-open eyes were full of energy when he saw Yoyo: "Sister, sugar." ”

"Give you sugar. While stuffing the small cake into his mouth, he helped him put on his cotton clothes.

He took his brother to the kitchen to wash his hands and face, took out a small cake for his brother to eat, and poured hot milk into a bowl for his brother to drink.

"Sister, what is this, it's delicious and delicious, you taste it. ”

"Well, my sister uses milk saccharified sugar water, you drink it quickly, it is cold and your stomach hurts. ”

Yoyo wants to help adults cook, but he is too short to reach the pot. She moved a small bench and stepped on it, moved the lid to the side, moved a little half, brushed the pot, added water, and then moved the lid over and covered it.

Sitting at the door of the stove leisurely, learning to light the fire like grandma, it took a long time to light the fire, which is really not easy.

Forget it, my sister cheated, scooped the warm water in the pot into the basin, and Youyou took hot water and put half a pot directly from her storage garden office, saving firewood and leisure, and brushing the bowl with milk.

When Grandma came back, she saw that there were only the two sisters and brothers in the kitchen, so she was so frightened that she pulled Yoyo over and looked up and down carefully, and asked anxiously: "Is it burning? Ancestor, you scared grandma to death." ”

"Grandma, I'm fine, you see I'm boiling water. ”

Grandma lifted the lid of the pot and saw half a pot of boiling water, and her voice changed in fright: "Good boy, grandma knows that you are sensible, but you won't dare in the future, you are still too young, and you can drown you in the pot." I all complain about grandma, why am I willing to leave you two at home. As he spoke, he wiped away his tears and patted his heart in fear.

Yes, for the sake of grandma's heart, stay away from all dangers in the future, let's be a good baby, and don't do anything that is not suitable for this age.

"Grandma, I was wrong, I won't climb the pot in the future, I will only help you cook the pot. "Mouthful of promises.

My grandparents, my parents, and my brother came back with a large bundle of dry sticks (dead dry branches), and their cheeks were red from the cold. It turned out that they all got up early to collect firewood, but last night a strong wind blew off many dry branches.

Seeing that the breakfast on the third day of junior high school was still mixed dumplings, which were wrapped and frozen by grandma early, he asked leisurely: "Grandma, how many days do you have to eat flat food for the New Year?"

"Except for one meal on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the first day of the new year, after the second and third days of the new year, the fifth day of the first year pinched the ghost head, the seventh day of the first month sent the god of fire, the first ten stones for the birthday, the fifteenth Lantern Festival of the first month, the sixteenth day of the first month for the small year, and the second dragon raised its head in February, eating a total of ten flat foods. Now that I have a good life, I can eat, and sometimes I can't even afford to eat flat food on the first day of the New Year. Grandma told Yoyo about the customs of the New Year with a satisfied face.

My grandmother, this is called a good life? What can I say about my life after that, what a good word! However, the environmental quality of this era is really just good, and I can eat it and use it with confidence. It's a pity that there is not enough to eat, and there is a lack of use.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast, my grandmother took the whole family to my uncle and grandfather to visit relatives. Although they live in the same village, the brother and sister families only have a reunion dinner on the third day of the Lunar New Year every year. The second day of the Lunar New Year is generally the day when the little daughter-in-law leaves her parents' house, and several aunts and uncles return to their parents' house.

Mom and Dad took the gifts they had prepared years ago, two bottles of wine, two envelopes of fruit, two chickens, and a basket full of white flour steamed buns.

My aunt's house was in the middle of the village, and my grandmother greeted the villagers warmly along the way, and before I reached the door, I heard the children's shouts: "My aunt and grandmother are here, my aunt and grandmother are here." More than a dozen adults and children came out of the courtyard when they heard the sound.

Yoyo carefully watched his uncle's house again, the whole courtyard was wide and bright, with five halls, three rooms in the east and west.

In the middle of the hall is the hall, and the old couple live in the two rooms on the east side of the hall. The second aunt and the children lived in three east wings, the third uncle lived in the commune family courtyard, and returned to the village to live in a room to the west of the hall. The westernmost room is reserved for the younger uncle, and it usually holds grain and food. The three west wings are the kitchen and dining room, and the eldest uncle lives separately.

The gate opens to the west, and on the south side of the Westinghouse, it is tall and wide. Facing the gate is a welcoming wall with a tuft of green bamboo painted on the wall. There is also a courtyard of half an acre of land on the east side of the house, in addition to the pigsty, sheepfold, chicken coop, toilet, firewood shed, and more than three points of vegetable garden.

Uncle and grandfather's family of seventeen were waiting at home, and parents led their brothers and sisters to pay New Year's greetings one by one, and Yoyo finally recognized all the personnel of his uncle's family.

The eldest uncle, Han Aiguo, is 30 years old and is a tractor driver in the village. The first born is rare and the old is delicate, and the result of his uncle is that he married him a daughter-in-law who is three years older early.

The eldest aunt Zhou Hongying is 33 years old, and the two gave birth to five children at a young age, the eldest daughter Han Zhizhi is 12 years old, the eldest son Han Zhiyuan is 9 years old, the second son Han Zhiliang is 7 years old, the third son Han Zhigao is 5 years old, and the youngest daughter Han Zhiru is 1 year old.

The second uncle Han Aijun is 29 years old, he secretly signed up for the army when he was 16 years old, and is now a battalion-level cadre on the northeast border, visiting relatives at home this year.

The second aunt Liu Zhaoxia is 25 years old, and the two have three sons: the eldest son Han Zhigang is 5 years old, the second son Han Zhiyong is 3 years old, and the third son Han Zhiqiang is 1 year old. Originally, the second aunt could join the army. But considering that the child is too young and the climate over there is too cold, I will talk about it when the child is older.

The third uncle, Han Yuanchao, was 25 years old, and after graduating from high school and returning to the village to work as a farmer for three years, he was recommended to go to East China Agricultural University, and after graduating from university, he worked in the commune government.

The third aunt, Zhao Shengnan, is a high school classmate of the third uncle, 24 years old this year, and works at the commune's scrap collection station after graduating from the supply and marketing school. Their son, Han Zhibin, is only 1 year old.

The fourth uncle, Han Aimin, is 18 years old, joined the army after graduating from high school last year, and can only return home to visit relatives after three years.

Yoyo added another person to his 77-year college entrance examination plan, and it seems that the admission score of the military school is relatively low.

Uncle and grandmother pulled grandma and complained: "Xiuqin, you have a tight life, and you spend so much money to buy things, your brother has a salary, your nephews are doing well, and there is nothing at home." ”

"Sister-in-law, my brother has been buried in order to help my family, and I will give you both this gift once a year, how much you let us do our best. ”

"Sister, our family is just a neighbor (relative) like you, and your brother doesn't help you help anyone. If you hear anyone who is nonsense, I have the ability of my niece and nephew and son-in-law, can they do what they want to do? ”

The old man was talking in the hall, his mother was cooking in the kitchen with his aunts and uncles, and he was following his grandmother closely, in fact, to check the time.