Chen Huizhi suddenly laughed again, it turned out that the handkerchief that Ma Lizhong thought was not a handkerchief at all, but his socks. It was before the snow fell, Chen Huizhi helped him knit woolen socks, and he was reluctant to wear them, so he carried them in his pockets.

When I saw her crying just now, I was anxious, so I touched it in my pocket, and whatever it was, I took it out.

Ma Lizhong himself also made a big red face, the two looked at each other and laughed together.

Chen Yuezhi saw that the two people were really reconciled, and she should retire after completing her work, leaving quietly to leave some private space for the two.

Anyway, this is outside, and it's cold and snowy, and the two of them will pull small hands at most.

The time soon came to more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Qingxia and Mrs. Ma's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was all prepared, and all the people who chatted and worked called back.

The two square tables were put together, and all the dishes were served, and then Chen Wei opened the white wine, Shangguan Lei opened the red wine he brought, and Chen Yuezhi brought the juice over.

The guests and hosts of a meal enjoyed themselves, Jin Duorong and Ma Lizhong still had red eyes, they had not been valued like this for many years, and they had not felt at home for many years.

The entertainment of adults after dinner is to watch TV and talk about melon seeds, and the entertainment of children is to play games and set firecrackers to go to the east and west to beg for snacks to play.

The children in the village all ran to the courtyard of the Chen family, and Li Qingxia had already prepared a small red envelope of one dollar, which was used to reward the children.

But they were so happy that even Xiaoya, the most silent in the village, stammered a few words, and couldn't close his mouth with joy. Hurriedly hugged him and took the red envelope, saying that he was going home to tell his daughter-in-law and son.

Chen Yue's family is lively and lively for the New Year, almost two-thirds of the people in the village have come to pay New Year's greetings, if it weren't for the Chen family's workshop, they would not have been able to live such a prosperous year.

In contrast, Chen Taikang's house is much more deserted, except for a bowl of green peppers and eggplant and a bowl of pickles. There was nothing else.

Chen Taikang frowned with a dark face. Holding a dry tobacco pole in his hand, he banged on the table and lectured to the old lady: "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, what do you want to do." Whoever shows this bitterness, go, cut down some more bacon and steam it, fish? What about the meatballs, where are the dishes? I didn't let you take the money. Do you want to ask the second child to go to town to buy some fish and come back? What are the words of the absence of fish and meatballs in these thirty nights? ”

Since the last incident, Chen Mingzhi's brothers pretended to be ghosts and scared Chen Taikang unconscious, waiting for him to wake up. This originally very agile leg and foot is completely gone.

Although I still have a little sense, I always feel that I can't use my strength. This morning he crawled from the side of the bed to the barrel of fire, using all his strength. Fortunately, there is still an old lady by her side, otherwise she would not be able to turn over like the king who turned over and fought.

Hong Xiao'e pouted and opened her mouth outside: "This boss is really not a thing, this person's family has eaten Chinese New Year's Eve, why doesn't he send food?" In the past, when his family did not open a workshop, he would deliver at least five or six dishes every Chinese New Year's Eve, but now that he has become rich, people have become stingy? No, I'll have to tell him that I'll have to get ten dishes out this year, or I'll not follow him. ”

After that, the old lady was about to stand up, wearing an apron full of oil stains and black ash and walking out, Chen Taikang's face was as swollen as a pig's liver, and he yelled: "You stop me, the boss now knows his life experience, do you think he will still bring you food?" You dream, you will. Don't talk a lot of nonsense, hurry to the stove house, and put the fish on the whole, this New Year must have fish. ”

The fish on the 30th night is generally not eaten, which means that there is fish every year, and some families even want to keep the fish until the fifteenth day of the first month to eat after the fifteenth day of the first month.

And meatballs naturally represent the meaning of consummation and reunion.

Mrs. Hong's eyes were a little evasive, Chen Taikang had a bad feeling in his heart, he immediately stood up from the fire bucket, touched the crutches, and was about to come down, but the edge of the fire bucket was too high, and his legs were not very obedient now, where can he boast about it, this is not a trip, and he directly planted the green onions, and the whole person was lying on his stomach and gnawing.

Mrs. Hong was frightened, and hurriedly ran over to help the old man up, and saw that his forehead had broken through the oily skin, and there was blood on his nose.

"Old man, are you alright, don't scare me." Mrs. Hong was in a hurry.

Chen Taikang grabbed the old lady's wrist like a drowning person, grinning her in pain, and wanted to let go but couldn't let go.

"You say, did you give the money to buy vegetables?"

Mrs. Hong lowered her head and said in a small voice: "Here, give it to the second child." ”

"What about meat and fish?" Chen Taikang asked eagerly.

Mrs. Hong shrunk her body even more, as if she was very scared: "The second child said that the money for his package of projects will not be sent down until after the New Year, he has no flowers in his hand, and he doesn't even have the money to give the old man a gift for the New Year. The second child also said, now that the old family is developed, we are thirty nights, where to cook what dishes, just go to his house to eat, I heard that the eldest daughter-in-law can practice the boss's family business, actually to those little ghosts in the village to throw money, and invite outsiders to her house for the New Year, even if we are not his own father and mother, then at least the second uncle and second aunt, you can't turn your elbows out, right? ”

"You, you are confused, you believe what the second child said, all these years, I saw you stuff the money to him, when have you ever seen the money leak out of his hands?" Mrs. Chen angrily pushed his wife to the ground, he didn't want her to help him, the old lady wanted to be angry with him.

The second is unreliable, the third only listens to the daughter-in-law, the third daughter-in-law is fine, those coffin money is their old mouth, the last bit of the old book, this mother-in-law has no brains, and is always deceived by the second child's rhetoric.

"So, what then, it's already for him, or I'll go and come back now?"

"Can you get it back? Even if he were to come back now, the shops in the town would have closed long ago. Who still sells vegetables to you, why do you think I was blind in the first place and married a woman with a pig's brain like you? Chen Taikang sat on the ground angrily, his chest kept rising and falling, and he really wished that as soon as he closed his eyes now, he would die and save himself from living and suffering.

Hong Xiao'e didn't dare to fight back when she was scolded. The yellowed eyes rolled around a few times. Suddenly said with interest: "Old man, the old man can't go, the old family can go." This is our own son, and besides, they have been working in the workshop for the second half of the year, and I heard that they have made money, and now the family may be cooking a table of good dishes. ”

"Lift me up. If you want to go yourself, I won't go. Even if I starve to death, I won't beg them anymore. Chen Taikang said with a very backbone.

Mrs. Hong quickly got up and helped Chen Taikang to the top of the fire bucket, and then said with a smile: "Old man, don't worry." Where can I eat alone, I'll go to the third child's house now to get meat and vegetables back, and let's eat together. Are you waiting for me? ”

The wind and snow outside were heavy again, and Hong Xiao'e took a blue headscarf. Covering his face and nose, he still carried a large bowl in his arms, stepped on the snow one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked towards Chen Fu's house.

Qiao Mai's daughter, five-year-old Chen Lanzhi, was playing with small firecrackers in the courtyard, and suddenly saw a person moving slowly in the wind and snow, and when she found that the person seemed to be very fierce to her, saying that she was a milk who lost money, she immediately threw away the firecracker in her hand in fright, and ran in the direction of the stove house.

"Oh no, no, Dad, Mom, no!" Before Chen Lanzhi entered the house, tears flowed all over her face with fright.

Qiao Mai, who was pouring wine for his man, quickly stood up and picked up his daughter and asked, "Laneige, what's wrong, have the firecrackers been blown up?" ”

"No, milk, milk is here to scold Laneige again, Mom, Laneige is afraid." Although the little girl was five years old, she looked like she was only two or three years old because of malnutrition, and she could not speak to this day.

She cried in fright, buried her face in Qiao Mai's arms, and choked up from time to time.

"Laneige must have been mistaken, how can the milk come over now, Laneige is good, eat meatballs here, mom go out and have a look?" Qiao Mai neatly filled half a bowl of meatballs and sent them to Chen Lanzhi's hands, so that her father and daughter could sit in a fire bucket.

She poked her head out, then closed and locked the front and back doors.

Chen Fu asked a little puzzled, "Daughter-in-law, why did you close the door?" ”

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, according to rural customs, the door cannot be closed, and the door must be opened until the morning of the next day, probably representing the meaning of opening the door to welcome the God of Wealth.

"Ouch, this wind and snow are too big, if you don't close it for a while, the house will be full of snow-melted water, and when the snow is lighter, I'll open it again." Joe Wheat explained.

Chen Fu is an honest man, and when he saw his daughter-in-law explain like this, he believed it, and hurriedly beckoned her to come back to bake the fire, so as not to freeze.

Qiao Mai returned to the table, his eyes rolled around, he walked to the TV, turned on the black and white TV, and turned the volume to very large, and suddenly the whole room was full of the sound of the Spring Festival Gala program, and even the sound of their speech was a little inaudible.

Qiao Mai explained that this is the only way to be lively, and there is a festive atmosphere, and Chen Fu thinks about it.

Qiao Mai poured a big bowl of liquor for Chen Fu with a smile on his face, and persuaded: "Child, Dad, you've been working hard for a whole year, come, drink more." ”

"Alas, Howler." Chen Fu saw that his daughter-in-law persuaded him to drink, smiled at him, and treated him so well, he suddenly became so sweet that he was so sweet that he drank a big bowl of wine in one sip.

Bowl after bowl, bowl after bowl. Qiao Wheat's various flower heads, anyway, everything came to his heart, and he drank it very happily.

There is also a caring little padded jacket-like daughter next to him, who gives him some food from time to time, Chen Fu feels that his life is really happy.

He had already drunk a lot, but now that Qiao Mai had poured him a few cups in a row, he couldn't open his eyes.

"Well, Laneige's mother, I, I can't do it anymore, drink, I can't drink anymore." Chen Fu's tongue was bigger, and the image of the person in front of him was shaking several times.

At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of someone banging on the door, so he looked at the door, Qiao Mai immediately said: "It's someone on TV who is tapping the door, it's the same as the real thing, I thought it was shooting our door just now." But when I think about it, I feel that it is impossible, this Chinese New Year's Eve, every family is eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, who will be so early, brave such a wind and snow, go to the door of the house, you say, right? ”

"It seems to be the reason." Chen Fu was drunk and staggered, and the road was unstable, Qiao Mai helped him to the edge of the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and put them on the bed, and after a while, he snored and fell asleep.

Seeing that her husband was asleep, Qiao Mai breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth hooked, revealing a sarcastic smile, and looked out from the small window at the mouth of the rice warehouse next to her house, only to see Hong Xiao'e was desperately patting the door of her house, muttering something in her mouth, but the wind and snow were too big, and there was the sound of TV.

Qiao Wheat didn't dare to be interested at all, anyway, it wasn't a good thing.

This dead old woman, when there is a benefit, only thinks about the second child, there is a difficulty, she used to count on the boss, but now the old family ignores them, and wants to stick to herself.

Dreaming, when she is such a good talker as Li Qingxia?

Yesterday, Meng Cuiping was still showing off in front of her, saying that Hong Xiao'e gave Chen Xuezhi a New Year's red envelope of 200 yuan.

are also grandchildren, pity her family's Laneige, not to mention the New Year's money, the old lady usually doesn't even like to look at it with her eyes, but even in the open and secretly, she wants to pinch Laneige.

In the past, every time I asked the old lady to help take care of the child, and when she came back and bathed Laneige, I could always see nail marks on my body.

At that time, there was no way, now she and her husband are working in the old family's workshop, with a fixed salary, the family can take care of the fields, and can take care of the children, where will she send the children to the dead old woman.

Even if it's a daughter, it's a piece of meat that fell from her Qiao Mai.

Hong Xiao'e outside the door only felt that her whole body was cold, and a lot of snow was poured into her neck, she kept stomping her feet, her hands were slamming the door red, and no one knocked on the door.

There was someone in the room, because she heard the laughter of the performers on the TV.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, who will close the door for the holiday, maybe it is to see her coming, so it seems that her family must have cooked a lot of good dishes this year.

The white-eyed wolf, the little slut, who loses money, dared to be so unfilial, and when he saw her coming, he not only welcomed her in respectfully, let her sit on the seat, and entertained her with good wine and food, but also dared to pretend not to hear.

Okay, little hoof, I can't cure you yet, you pretend not to hear, right, it will make you look good!

Hong Xiao'e made up her mind, and slowly moved away. Qiao Wheat saw her leave, walked to the shadow, waited for about half an hour, and then smacked proudly on the ground: "Old immortal, my Qiao Wheat is not a soft persimmon, you have to pinch it, want to take advantage of me?" Let's go back and practice for a few more years. (To be continued.) )