"The Ussuri River is long and long, the blue water is rippling, the Hezhe people spread a thousand nets, the boats are full of fish and fish, ahhlahahah

A horse crawls through the snow-covered land, the winter hunting army returns victoriously, and the melodious and desolate song of the car owner floats all the way, which seems to take people to another world.

There were more than a dozen bulging hemp bags on the plow, which were full of fish, although they had not been weighed, but there were more than 1,000 catties to say the least.

When I arrived at the backing mountain, the sun had just set, and I climbed the plow and went straight to the production team, no need to shout, every household gathered with bags, waiting for the fish.

The fat man wanted to go home to get the scale, but was stopped by the car owner: "Every year, the rules are discussed, and the difference in size is inseparable." ”

The fish in the sack were poured out and piled up into a mountain of fish, and a burst of cheers immediately erupted in all directions.

"First divide it according to about ten catties for a family, and divide it into twenty catties for those who have made great efforts. As soon as Captain Li shouted, the car owner began to pick fish. I often fiddle with this, I have everything at hand, and no one cares about the difference of one and a half catties.

"Give me all the fish intestines, big scales, etc. While dividing, the car boss shouted.

The fat man took the knife in his hand, and when he saw whose fat fish was bigger, he chopped off his head, and then gave someone one of the fish he shared.

But no one wants him, most of them love fish, and no one wants to gnaw on the fish head. This is the gap between the times, in the era of fat people, the standard of living was better, people were willing to eat Graguchi things, and people at this time paid attention to eating really.

"When everyone is disemboweled, give the fish intestines to the car boss, and don't forget to give me the fish bladder and fish roe. "The fat man also learns the same, relying on his popularity to mix well, and grabbing business with the car boss.

After a while, a pile of fish mountains was flattened, and each family took the fish back, cleaned up the liso, and then cut the Xiaoice mountain in the courtyard and put the fish inside, and cut the big ones into several pieces.

At that time, there was no refrigerator or anything, but people had a way, shaved some ice into the yard, buried the chickens, ducks and fish, and then poured some water, pure natural pollution-free green refrigerator played a role, can be frozen from the top to eat, the things inside are not air-dried, do not run the smell.

Even the fat man's yard has one, and the volume is super large, otherwise he can't stand the big flowers and arches.

The next day, the fish bladder and fish roe from each family were also sent one after another, but there was no pike roe, and the fat man heard the car boss say that it was poisonous.

The fat man found a large basin and put it on the ground, and then he got busy. What are you busy doing, busy writing Spring Festival couplets for each family. When everyone came, they were really empty-handed, in addition to sending him fish roe, they were all carrying a piece of red paper.

Since the fat man wrote a gift account, he has been regarded as a big deal by the villagers, and he has already calculated in his heart: the pair of the New Year will look for him.

Although there is a suspicion of catching ducks on the shelves, the fat man is a college graduate, and this ink is still there.

However, although there is ink, there is no ink, and there is no brush, so it is difficult for fat people to cook without rice. Seeing this, Bigfoot ran out, and after a while, she took back a bottle of ink and a bald brush, barely able to make do.

Someone next to him cut paper, the fat man smoked a cigarette first, and someone next to him poured tea. Stabilize your emotions and start writing.

Generally speaking, each family has three pairs, a pair of doors, a pair of doors, a pair of warehouses, in addition to going out to see joy, looking up to see joy, pigsty sticking fat pigs full circle, chicken racks pasting golden chickens full racks, granaries sticking five grains harvest, as well as six livestock prosperity and the like, a big red paper basically has nothing left, the remaining corners, all have to be cut into squares, write blessing words on it.

Spreading the red paper on the kang mat, the fat man held the pen and asked, "Sister-in-law, what words do you write?"

"You have the final say when you write, don't write reactionary, it's just lively. ”

The fat man waved his pen: Happy New Year, prosperous and well-off.

read it to Bigfoot's sister-in-law, and she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, but soon grinned again: "What is well-off, it seems that there is enough food to eat now, and there is no need to eat bran vegetables." “

"Being well-off is a good life. "The fat man has a white hair and sweat.

Sister-in-law Bigfoot was overjoyed, and after writing several pairs, she took the kang head to dry. Mao Mao squatted there to play with the kitten, and pulled one up casually, wrapped it around his neck, and said that the fat pig was full of circles.

Qiqi hurriedly took it down and poked its cerebellum: "You are a monkey, not a pig." ”

Bigfoot also scolded with a smile: "If our pigs are all like you skinny monkeys, then what are you going to do!"

One after another, more and more people wrote pairs, and the house soon couldn't fit it, and the fat man began to ponder some words, and then he didn't have that time at all, and the pen walked away and wrote for half an hour, and the house was clean.

After drinking two jars of water, the fat man took the time to go out to the toilet, and when he arrived at the outhouse, he saw that two large pots of roe and fish bladders were placed on the ground, and they were all pointed.

"This can be considered a polishing pen. The fat man smiled and quickly ran out with his stomach in his arms.

After coming back, I saw Wang Sanpao sitting on the edge of the kang, holding a roll of red paper in his hand, and a pair of feet kept pulling Weiwei. There were a lot of people just now, and the little tiger was put in the lower room by Qiqi, and as soon as he was released, he began to bite Wang Sanpao's trouser legs, and this guy attacked Yu Wang.

"Third uncle, what words do you write?" The relationship between Wang Sanpao and the fat man is not ordinary, of course, he has to put some extra effort into it.

"You make it up, it's better to get something fresh, I just saw that there are several large-scale production and revolutions. ”

The fat man touched the back of his head a little embarrassed: "No way, there are too many people, I'll give you a good thought...... Look at this, 'the upper link is one year, two years, three years, and more than every year; the lower link is one gun, two guns, and three guns, and the cannons are not empty. ”

Wang Sanpao grinned happily at the time: "Okay, that's it, write it quickly." ”

As soon as the fat man looked for the pen, there was no shadow, and then he looked at it again, Mao Mao was rubbing all over the ground with a bamboo stick, and it looked like it was the brush stick just now, but a hair was gone.

"You think you're a calligrapher!" the fat man was so angry that he really wanted to pluck a handful of monkey hair and tie it to the tip of the pen.

Although the pen is gone, the fat man also has a trick, picking up a sorghum stalk, dipping it in ink, the same as a brush, and the gesture is strong and powerful, looking at it has momentum.

Wang Sanpao smacked his lips and said: "Fatty, okay, I guess I can write a signboard for you with a broomstick." After speaking, he took out half a piece of red paper and said mysteriously: "It seems that the wind is not tight this year, I am ready to offer it to the ancestors, you can write me another one quickly." ”

Worship ancestors, this is not superstition, the fat man agreed, but he didn't write this, I don't know what to do. So Wang Sanpao said, the fat man wrote.

On the top is written horizontally two words: offering; in the middle is written vertically: three generations of clansmen of the three guns of the royal gate; on the left and right sides are: three kowtows in the morning, a furnace of incense in the morning and evening.

After finishing writing, Wang Sanpao hurriedly rolled it up: "This has to be offered to the lower room, fat man, don't tell outsiders." ”

The fat man laughed a few times: "It's normal to worship ancestors on the New Year's Day, if anyone forgets the ancestors, isn't it in vain." ”

Wang Sanpao also nodded again and again, and left happily. The fat man stretched and prepared to cook.

Qiqi looked up and said, "Uncle Fat, have our couplets been written?"

The fat man sat on the kang with his ass: he was busy with others, but he forgot about his own home.

(What, I didn't think that the fat man could sit on the top spot of the newcomer list for a while, thank you folks for clicking to vote - I don't know if this is considered a lack of prestige in the mountains, Mao Mao is called the king?)