Men need to keep the New Year and go to bed until the early hours of the morning, so the first day of the Lunar New Year is the only day when rural people don't have to get up early. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Rice and dishes are all cooked in Chinese New Year's Eve, pigs, cattle are also fed, just add some ingredients today. The rule is that you don't have to do anything on the first day of junior high school, otherwise you will be a hard life all year - in fact, as long as you are reincarnated in the countryside, you are born with hard work, which can be regarded as a good wish of rural people.

The house is quiet, if it is now in the home of the next generation, my mother has already gotten up early, cooking rice balls for the whole family, and boiling eggs too early. And now at home, the second aunt is going to be confined, and the men in the hometown are all traditional old men who can't cook, and it seems that he has come back at the right time to take on the responsibility of the hostess. Yang Xiaobei got up after getting dressed, opened the door and looked, it was almost 8 o'clock, it was still gloomy outside, the cold wind got into her clothes, and she was smart. It seems that the weather is not very good, and I don't know if it will snow.

Open the door and go to the stove room to prepare a fire to boil water. only to find that the huge tree root in the furnace was still burning silently. Every autumn, when the bushes on the mountain have withered, everyone will go up the mountain to cut firewood. Chop all the bushes and weeds that do not become timber, and pick them home and pile them into high stacks of wood, which is the fuel for a year. Then the men would go up the hill, prune the trees, and drag them home to be sawn into sections, split with axes, and dried. Finally, you have to go up the mountain to dig up the roots, because in the winter fire, the roots are the most resistant to burning. After the winter sowing, everyone is busy preparing these firewood every day. Among them, each family will pick out the largest tree root and keep it for the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve to start burning. Such a big tree root put down, to burn until the first day of the new year, it has an interesting name called "dragon pig", the meaning is that the bigger it is, the longer it burns, it means that the more prosperous the day of this year, the bigger the pig will be killed.

The Yang family is hardworking and willing to work, and there will never be an embarrassment of having no firewood to burn in the summer. This "dragon pig" is also the largest dug up, look at this posture, it will not be burned until tomorrow.

It's good not to have a fire, she hasn't sent firewood for a long time, and she's still a little stunned. I grabbed a handful of leaves from behind the stove, sprinkled them on the burning roots, and then picked up the blow pipe and blew hard. This is a thick piece of bamboo, with a hole in the middle, specially used for windblowing. However, because it is nearly one meter long, and a relatively thick bamboo pole is selected, this requires a huge lung capacity. Yang Xiaobei's biggest impression of this thing is that it hurts when he sees it.

The leaves are flammable and quickly catch fire. Quickly add fine firewood, and then add hard wood when it will all be burned. Immediately go and make an iron kettle of water and hang it on an iron hook above the stove. After a long day of work, I finally got alive. When the water boils, let's go see what food there is, and then grandpa and they will get up. Besides, I have to cook a "confinement meal" for the second aunt!

I went to the kitchen to look around, and there was quite a lot of rice and oil, after all, it was the New Year. There is no noodles, the south mainly grows rice, the yield of wheat is low, and there are few grows, and the average family rarely eats pasta. Yang Xiaobei also found a bowl of "glutinous rice syrup", which is water-milled glutinous rice milk, which is used to make glutinous rice balls and glutinous rice balls. There was only one bowl, probably from which aunt sent it.

That's it, it seems that the only way to do it is to make glutinous rice balls. The dumplings in my hometown are not filled, as long as the glutinous paste is kneaded, kneaded into a round ball, and then cooked and served in a bowl of noodles with sugar. Then here comes the problem again - there is no sugar.

There is no sugar production in northern Hubei here, and now the supplies are so tight that sugar is a sought-after commodity that can't even be bought with money. I remember listening to my mother say that when she gave birth to Yang Xiaobei, her grandmother couldn't buy brown sugar in the county seat, and she really felt sorry for her daughter, so she went to a neighboring county and bought a bag of the worst brown sugar to send to her mother. So now you don't put sugar in eating glutinous rice balls.

How do you swallow tasteless glutinous rice balls? Yang Xiaobei rummaged around the kitchen and found that there was still a piece of meat. I can't care so much, according to the practice of Puhai, I cut a little lean meat and chopped it into a filling to wrap meat dumplings to eat.

The sound of Ding Ding Dong in the kitchen woke Yang Qimin up, and he remembered that there was no one cooking at home now, and he, as the eldest child, had to get up to cook and get up quickly. It turned out that the door had been opened, the water was boiling, and the little sister was chopping meat in the kitchen. Only then did I remember that he was no longer the eldest at home, and he felt so happy to have a younger sister!

"Little sister, what are you chopping meat for eating? I have great strength, I'm coming! Yang Qimin volunteered, and Yang Xiaobei was not polite - these manual jobs at home were originally done by my father! She handed the kitchen knife in her hand to Yang Qimin, "I'll make a Puhai-flavored glutinous rice balls for you to eat, brother, you can chop them for me first, and I'll wash my face." ”

The water finally boiled at this time, and I was too tired yesterday, so I wiped it casually and fell asleep. This morning, she took out the facial cleanser from the bottles and cans in the box to wash her face. While washing and worrying, what should I do when this cream, lotion or something runs out? Now I have to save a little bit of this set, and it has become a gem.

I have to say that sometimes women's focus is never on the point. I haven't worried about the problem of eating, but I'm worried about these inexplicable things. When Yang Qimin chopped the meat filling in one breath and ran over to ask his sister for credit, he saw a bunch of beautiful bottles and cans in front of his little sister, all crystal clear, and they looked special. And the little sister is worried about this pile of things!

Yang Xiaobei has no precautions against his father. In this world, the most trustworthy person is my father. She didn't want to tell her dad and the plate, but she didn't want to lie to him either, maybe subconsciously, she wanted her dad to slowly have doubts, and then slowly accept it. When she saw her father come in, she didn't pack up these things and went straight to the kitchen.

It was Yang Qimin, who hurried out and closed the door. Xiaomei is really, these things are worth a lot of money at a glance, and she is so arrogant on the stage. On the one hand, he was happy for Xiaomei's trust in her family, but on the other hand, he was a little worried - it can be seen from the luggage and supplies that Xiaomei's previous family conditions were very good, and she had lived in a big city for so long. Now that she suddenly returned home and couldn't even eat white rice, could she still endure this bitterness? He can understand, but he is afraid that his father will be angry. On the way back yesterday, I saw that my little sister couldn't even walk, and my father couldn't get used to it.