As the Spring Festival approaches, the flavor of the New Year is naturally getting heavier and heavier, and when Hang Xiangdong and Li Yumei arrive, the people of Wen Xu's family for the New Year are all gathered.

When Wen Xu woke up in the morning, he thought that he was still the first morning, but who knew that when he went downstairs, he saw that his aunt Li Yumei had already gotten up, and she was holding a feather duster and couldn't stop brushing it over there.

"Aunt, you don't have to get up so early, why don't you sleep for a while when you just arrived yesterday afternoon," Wen Xu said to Li Yumei, who was busy with work, while stretching out his hand to do chest expansion exercises.

"I'm old, and I can't sleep very well, which is already good, every time I come to Wenjia Village, I can sleep for seven or eight hours, and I sleep even less when I'm in the capital, it's okay," Li Yumei said with a smile.

Wen Xu smiled and asked, "Uncle, got up too?"

"He got up earlier than me, he got up before dawn, sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the dawn to go out and go crazy, saying that he was looking for old friends to sing and sing."

Speaking of this, Li Yumei put her hand to her mouth and whispered mysteriously: "Your uncle deliberately went to the opera school because of this learning to sing, and found someone else's teacher to teach, and now I feel that it is almost overshadowed, and he can overshadow others, and he has long been waiting to show off to his old friends."

Wen Xu couldn't help but be happy when he heard it, and felt that the old man looked like an old child.

"Then I'll go out to exercise" After speaking, Wen Xu walked to Xiao Yao's door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao!"

"Kid, what are you tossing him for?"

As soon as Li Yumei saw Wen Xu knocking on Xiaoyao's door, she immediately stopped her and said, for her, this time is the time for the child to sleep lazy, and if she doesn't sleep until ten o'clock in the morning, can it still be called a winter vacation?

Without waiting for Wen Xu to answer, Xiao Yao inside had already opened the door, and said while lifting his pants: "Grandma Li, I practice with my uncle every day, look at my results!"

After speaking, he raised his little arm and motioned for Li Yumei to pinch the muscles on his arm.

Li Yumei pinched it, and immediately nodded and praised Xiao Yao: "It's really good, the results are not small!"

"That's not in vain for so many days, grandma, then let's go" Xiao Yao said proudly.

Li Yumei saw that one big and one small arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and immediately wanted to come and have something to ask here, so she hurriedly rushed up and sighed twice at Wen Xu's back.

Seeing Wen Xu standing still, Li Yumei asked, "Didn't you say that you killed the pig today, how are you going to kill it?"

Wen Xu was a little confused by his aunt's words: "What is it called, how to kill?" Wen Xu felt that killing pigs was a white knife going in and a red knife coming out.

"I'm asking when to kill, where to kill, whether to kill in our yard" Li Yumei looked at Wen Xu with a stupid look, so she opened her mouth and explained in detail.

Wen Xu immediately understood, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, just kill outside, you don't have to be busy, the village has invited a few pig killers, they are professionals, we will be responsible for taking the meat!"

"When is it, it's twenty-eight today, our balls haven't been fried yet, cakes haven't been steamed, and there are a lot of things," Li Yumei said.

When she came, Li Yumei had already seen that other people's homes were busy, steaming steamed buns, steaming glutinous rice cakes, boiling rock sugar, fried dumplings or something, who knew that when she arrived at Wen Xu's house, except for a few fools with a few small animals, there was nothing, and she still ate and drank like a nobody every day.

As an old-fashioned person, Li Yumei suddenly found a sense of existence, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud in her heart, feeling that these young people really can't do it without an old man!

Now that she has a sense of existence, Li Yumei naturally wants to catch up with the progress of the villagers, so she is particularly concerned about what to kill pigs.

"Come on, listen to what the fifth brother said, more than eight o'clock will come! They will kill quickly, it will be over in half an hour at most, not like our side," Wen Xu said.

Li Yumei felt that it was acceptable when she heard that it was more than eight o'clock, so she waved her hand at Wen Xu: "Then go!"

When Wen Xu heard this, he took Xiao Yao to find Lao Dao to exercise.

After getting used to it, he felt that more than an hour was nothing, and when it was about to end, Wen Xu stopped the old road he was about to take.

"Old Dao, come to my house during the Chinese New Year, now there is no one in the ancestral hall, if you feel lonely, just move to my house," Wen Xu said.

Lao Dao glanced at Wen Xu, the blind warmth in his eyes flashed, and the next second he put on a very disdainful look: "There are fewer people to be clean, they are all gone, I don't know how refreshing it is to occupy such a big yard alone, okay, don't persuade me, I don't have time to go to you to eat during the New Year, I have a meal at Xinjian on the first day of junior high school, and I went to see a few old friends in the second year of junior high school, and I left for about ten days, don't be lazy at home!"

After speaking, Lao Dao didn't wait for Wen Xu to say anything, he left leisurely with his hands behind his back, one step at a time, two steps and a shake.

Wen Xu took Xiao Yao back home, and the two of them took a shower and began to make breakfast for Li Yumei. When breakfast was ready, Xiao Yao had a new task, which was to call his uncle, who had forgotten to eat, to come back for dinner.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Shiqing entered the courtyard.

"Shixu, Shixu, the pig killer is coming soon, did your pigs come over?"

Good guy, Wen Shiqing roared in his throat, and the frightened snow sculpture almost fell off the back of the chair he was standing on.

"It's not about eight o'clock, it's still a quarter of an hour to eight o'clock" Wen Xu stood up with the bowl, wanting to go out and talk to Wen Shiqing, who knew how hard to stand up, people had already entered the house, and it quickly made Wen Xu feel that it was not his cousin who was talking to him, but the Flash.

"Anyway, people are coming soon, saying that they have been on the road for a maximum of ten minutes, and I have already notified a few families here to start boiling water, and they are almost waiting for your pigs," Wen Shiqing said.

Chinese New Year, everyone is very generous, usually not very willing to eat, willing to use things have begun to provoke good, the first is the mouth, the New Year is inseparable from pigs, sheep and cows, pigs and sheep The first choice has to be Wen Xu's family, as for the cow Wen Xu's family is a big white, that is not for people to eat, so in addition to cattle, for a time Wen Xu's pigs and sheep were welcomed by the whole village. So this time the village concentrated on killing pigs, which was naturally the pig of Wen Xu's family.

Originally, Wen Xu said that he would send it directly to Xudong, but a group of people said that they would not do anything, insisting that there was no New Year's atmosphere, and it was still the killing of pigs in their own village that looked down-to-earth and energetic, so this happened. If it is according to Wen Xu's idea, the pig is sent directly and the pork is pulled back, how can there be so many troublesome things.

"What's the matter, wait for me to make a call, and ask Qin Zhuangping to come over" Wen Xu put down the bowl and turned around to start looking for his phone.

Wen Shiqing said with a smile: "You, a capitalist, are you still not letting people go even after the New Year?"

"I'll let it go, this kid is too sincere, what can I do? And it's okay for him to go home, Lao Qintou now goes to drag the plow at dawn every day, earning hundreds of dollars a day, and now he makes money and earns almost forgetting about his son," Wen Xu said with a smile.

Old Qin Tou has finally been right for a while these days, and the business of climbing the plow is quite good. For Lao Qintou, it is estimated that there are not a few times in his life to make money like these days, and to make it so refreshing, in the words of the old man, money is not earned, but flows into his pocket.

"Now the business of climbing the plow is really booming, I heard that there are people in the town whose whole family is not over the year, except for the nursing children, all pull the climbing plow, and the family is stunned to have an income of more than 2,000 yuan a day, and I want to buy a horse-drawn plow" Wen Shiqing also heard that the plow is easy to make, so he said with a smile.

"At most, it will take a year, and it is estimated that it will not be so easy to make money next year" Wen Xu thought for a while, and made a conclusion to the climbing plow industry.

This thing has no technical content at all, and the crazy business that makes money today can rarely last for a year, and countless people will immediately squeeze in and collapse the industry. Then it is necessary to plan and remediate, and when the time comes, tourists will complain about being slaughtered, and forced to buy and sell. Many scenic spots in China have developed in this way, although Wen Xu does not want Changping to follow such an old road, but as an ordinary person, he has no say in this matter.

I can only hope that everything else has nothing to do with Wen Xu.

Wen Shiqing smiled: "Leave him alone, you can get the pig first."

Wen Xu dialed the phone directly, and after saying a few words to Qin Zhuangping, he put down the phone: "Okay, I'll be over in ten minutes."

"Okay, then you can eat," Wen Shiqing said with a smile, and after speaking, he smiled at the people at the table and nodded, and then turned around and left.

Wen Xu hurriedly picked up the bowl, hurriedly finished the meal, and followed out the door.

Li Yumei heard that the pig was also killed, so she turned around and followed Wen Xu out to watch the pig killing.

After Li Yumei went out, a group of people immediately finished the rice in their hands, put down the bowl in a puff of smoke, and went out to stand at the gate of the courtyard waiting to see the pig killed. Not only the children, but also the big flowers and two flowers, with the weasel family, all stood at the door with their heads outstretched, and immediately blocked the door tightly with countless large and small brains.

After a while, Qin Zhuangping drove five or six pigs over.

Wen Xu looked at not only Qin Zhuangping, but also a girl in her twenties, who looked medium to high, not too beautiful, but definitely not ugly, her figure was not very good from the eyes of city people, and she was a little fat, but in the countryside, such a girl was called a girl, one could work, and the other was also a good look.

"Brother Xu!" Qin Zhuangping turned the pig over and walked in front of Wen Xu, before he could say anything, he was embarrassed at first, as if he was still a teenager and a half-year-old, and he was still shy with his girlfriend.

"I just know that I am smirking, and I won't introduce it" Wen Xu glanced at the girl next to him and said to Qin Zhuangping with a smile.

Hearing Wen Xu's words, even the girl's face began to turn red.

As soon as he saw this expression, Wen Xu said in his heart: "What a couple!"