"The bottled wine is bland, and the grain wine that has no need to beat is strong!" Hong Xuecai took a sip of Luzhou Laojiao, shook his head very dissatisfied, and then handed the wine bowl to Hong Yan's grandmother, "In-laws, you taste it!" ”

His wine review seems to be very untimely, especially making it difficult for the next family to make a review. Saying that the wine is good, doesn't it make him look bad on the spot? If it's not good, it's the grandson who bought it?

Grandma took a small sip, tasted it in her mouth, and then swallowed: "The wine is small, but it is pure and soft." "Men drink hard, but women don't.

Because of the climate, both men and women of all ages can eat spicy food, and adults are good at drinking. It is said that eating spicy wine is to ward off cold and dampness.

Sure enough, the next step, Hong Jianguo and Brother Jianjun felt that the wine was not strong enough, and it was okay to drink a bottle for one person. And grandma, mother-in-law, mother-in-law and grandmother, as well as the old ancestors, praise the purity of the cellar wine and do not start. Later, it was simply divided into two groups, one bowl was the grain wine made by the winery, and the other was the old cellar wine. The two bowls are separated without interfering with each other.

After Hong Yan started eating, he first sandwiched a piece of back pot meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. After being reborn, I ate pork of this era for the first time, the fat is soft and glutinous but not greasy, the thin is fragrant and tender but not firewood, and the fragrance of broad bean paste is integrated into it, which is really fragrant! I haven't eaten stupid pork that needs to be fed for more than a year in many years! The pork I ate after work in my previous life was not fat-free but watery, and it always tasted less. I had to add as much seasoning as possible to make up for the shortfall. The quality of concentrate feed is different from that of green fodder and slow feeding of green fodder leftovers.

"Fat meat is afraid of soju!" Hong Yan took a sip of the wine bowl and praised it: "Not bad, good wine!" "At least the wine of this era has not reached the point of wanton counterfeiting in later generations, or the same quality but playing gimmicks.

That look was a real treat! In Hong Jianguo's eyes, his son seemed to have experienced too much hardship and relaxed life. He felt guilty in his heart: let his seven-year-old son travel alone to face strange people and strange cities, and go for two days and two nights, no matter what the reason, it is not a reason to become a reason. However, he still said: "Don't drink wine, drinking will mess with your mind and hurt your nerves!" "Hong Jianguo has been a barefoot doctor and knows the damage that alcohol can do to nerves.

"If a man does not drink, he walks in vain." Hong Yan responded with a smile.

Hong Jianguo didn't expect his son to say this, and it took a long time for him to react. Grandma laughed "haha", and the others laughed too.

"What a mess." Li Yun glanced at her son.

"What else?" Hong Jianjun heard the smell and hurriedly asked.

"Hee-hee, men don't smoke, go to most of the side; Men have no money and are idle everywhere; If a man doesn't read, he's a big man. Hong Yan grinned and said a few more words.

The last two sentences are good. Jianjun remembers clearly, you know how to eat in duality, what did your nephew say and hear it? Men have no money and are idle everywhere; If a man doesn't read, he's a big man. Men have to study, they have to have money, they can afford it, you know? Hong Xuecai immediately educated his two sons.

"Then you don't scold your mother like that? You've scolded her so many times, and I've heard it all. The two elements refused to accept Lao Tzu's discipline and immediately refuted. The implication is that you don't have money and don't study, but you're still strong?

Hong Xuecai blushed, and he lost a bit of face in front of his in-laws.

I have to go to work in the afternoon, and drinking is only in moderation. Otherwise, the mint tea alone can't be burned, and where can you still threak millet.

Li Yun did not go to work and talked with her mother. After the three snacks, Hong Yan washed their faces and feet and let them take a nap. The ancestor was tired all morning, and his energy was a little low, so he returned to the lounger and crooked for a while. He also wanted to take a nap, but his grandmother rarely came, so he still accompanied him to talk. Slice the thin watermelon, serve it to your grandmother, and talk while eating. Hong Yan found that "Feifei" (his mother Li Yun was named Gray Ash, but the dialect was forked when he called it) seemed to have a bigger belly. When he ate on the table, he also took a piece of meat and fed it. Took two slices of watermelon and placed them in her bowl.

did not shy away from his grandmother, Hong Yan handed over the things he bought back to his mother. Li Yun held a large stack of adult and children's clothes, and her hands trembled. When did you buy so much at once? In addition to the new clothes when I got married, I have been married for eight years, and this is the first time I have bought it. Li Yun couldn't help but shed tears, hugging her son and stroking his little face. Grandma is also sad, when the matchmaker introduced Hong Jianguo, she also considered that people are more practical and willing to work. Who knows, after a short time after marriage, the family was separated, four children were born one after another, the family burden is quite heavy, and the production team has to make up for the work of the production team every year, not to mention buying new clothes and eating meat, even survival is a problem.

Li Yun packed up the children's clothes and shoes, and handed over her two sets to her mother: "Mother, take it back and put it on my sister." She's going to grow up, so she should wear something decent. ”

Naturally, my grandmother insisted that she would not accept it. Li Yun continued: "Mother, you see, your grandson can buy these things back at once, and he can still buy them. There are some things that Jianguo and I can't say clearly, anyway, your grandson won't be short of money in the future. Hong Yan also said that this time the time was too tight and he didn't think about it, and next time he thought of buying it for his grandmother, aunt and uncle, and buy more.

Grandma smiled and said, "Good grandson, grandma didn't hurt you in vain, and my aunt didn't hurt you in vain." Okay, I'll take it. ”

Seeing that her mother agreed to accept it, Li Yun began to prepare other things for her mother. Naturally, Hong Yan's assistance is indispensable. At 6 o'clock, my grandmother came home. Midyear is here, and she can't help but go home. Li Yun didn't go out to work to deliver her mother personally, mainly because there were more things. A jar of honey, a cigarette, white green beans, red peppers, tomatoes, etc., add up to a small basket. Twenty or thirty pounds! Fortunately, my grandmother walked slowly, and my mother could carry it all year round. Grandma was also puzzled that her daughter, who had always been poor, was so generous. Li Yun is not easy to explain, she just said that she just took what she sent, and she didn't steal or rob it, and she got it rightfully. "There are some things that I can't explain," she said. It's okay to be confused! ”

When Li Yun returned home, it was dark. During the threshing season, adults also finish much later. The dried rice should be dropped from the grain and put into the public housing warehouse for stacking. The mother-in-law's task was to dry the grain, and finally to mark the heaps of rice with lime boxes around them. The last few people locked the door together, and the next day they left for work, and at the same time checked whether the imprint was complete.

After dinner, waiting for a few children to sleep, Hong Jianguo followed his father Hong Xuecai step by step, put candy, sacrificial vessels, and pork pieces in the small sunbath, filled them with wine, and made circles on the ground with lime, and piled fire paper in each circle. They recited the names of their ancestors and then offered to take them home for reunion.

The traditional midyear festival has arrived. In the Dongchuan region, the twelfth day of the seventh lunar month is the first day of the mid-year festival, and then it ends on the evening of the fourteenth day. The Midyear Festival is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, also known as the seventh and a half months. Of course, in some areas it is the fifteenth or fourteenth day.

In the next few days, life will be as good as possible, those with bacon will cook some bacon, and those with wine will serve wine, and tea and rice will be offered three times a day in the morning, noon and dusk, and the ancestors will be sacrificed. The older generation has to explain to the young parents, don't go out early and don't return late, don't rely on old trees and don't go to the grave. To go out, you need to put a match in the pocket, or a handful of glutinous rice. Don't talk about ghosts and gods when talking to each other, don't make loud noises, and don't let brothers fight with each other.

Every day there is an extra ritual before meals, and the children do not understand but wait obediently under the warning of their parents, and they are forbidden to go out in the morning and evening. In this way, the child is almost half-grounded.

Hong Yan naturally didn't care, and ran in and out every day. The consequences of the ongoing drought are beginning to be felt, and the creek is about to break down. There is only one line of water in the main river, and it will be like a person who will run out of breath.

The ancestor dried the ears of rice that the children had picked up from the inside, and put them in the nest to slowly wash off the shells. This year's new rice was born. At noon on the 14th day of the lunar calendar, the ancestors mixed the new rice with the old rice and made it into rice, which was offered to the heavens, the earth, and the ancestors to taste the new rice on the table. After saying "receive", I picked a small ball with chopsticks and ate it myself, and then brought a bowl to feed the pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks. Hong Xuecai followed behind his mother in a solemn voice. It wasn't until the ancestor ordered the meal to be opened that the ceremony of tasting the new was over.

After dinner, Hong Xuecai, Hong Jianguo and his son changed the lime circle at the intersection in front of the house, lit paper money in each circle, shouted the title of the ancestors, sent them off respectfully, and asked to bless the family without illness and disaster, and the family house is healthy. Paper money flew all over the sky, and the firelight reflected the faces of the two of them. The higher the paper money flies, the happier it is, indicating that the ancestors are more comfortable and the family will be happy in the coming year. The paper money in the last circle is a lonely ghost sent away.

According to the countryside, Hong Yan's life is excellent. It happened to be born on the night of the first day of the Midyear Festival, and he was blessed with a life and a smooth fate, and at the same time he assumed the responsibility of honoring his ancestors. In addition, the life of the people born on the fourteenth night is also good, and the small life left by the ancestors to the family before returning is naturally not bad.

In his previous life, Hong Yan didn't believe in these false statements, there were many people in the surrounding villages in the past few days on their birthdays, but they may not have a good future and destiny. There are also those who have been poor all their lives. Perhaps, no matter how good a person's life is, he can't resist the world of heaven.

Except for Xiaofeng and the three of them, the two families and the whole family are enjoying the shade together and setting up the dragon gate array, and the parents are short. Hong Yan sat relatively close to his parents, enjoying the cool breeze brought by his mother's pu fan. When it's hot, it's naturally not good for him to lean on his mother or lean on. In fact, he is in his thirties, and he is not used to sticking to his mother like a child. In fact, the mother hugged Xiao Zheng and Rong Rong more often. After all, they are the youngest. Hong Yan didn't think there was anything wrong. However, Xiao Feng would show some envy in his eyes from time to time. This is a normal outpouring of feelings. In previous lives, some only children fully enjoyed the love and affection of their parents, but did they not want their parents to have a younger brother or sister? Monopolize all resources, and even forget to share.

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