(The recent thing is written more down-to-earth, haha, I don't know if you like it or not, anyway, Mengling came according to her own personal experience, and soon the hero and heroine will return to the city, continue to have grievances and hatreds, please ask for pink tickets, haha.) ）

When Fang Mowei and Cheng Xiaorui came to the kitchen, their grandparents had already placed all the things they needed in front of the earthen stove, including incense, candles, yellow paper, futons, all kinds of offerings, small firecrackers, etc.

The earthen stove is made of mud or cement, and there is a special flue to exhaust the smoke from the usual cooking to the outside, and the wood is burned underneath. In fact, in modern times, including in rural areas, there are very few people who use earthen stoves at home, but grandparents' houses still have them, compared to liquefied gas and induction cookers, the two of them prefer earthen stoves from the bottom of their hearts, and they always feel that the meals cooked out of the earthen stoves are much more fragrant.

The worship of the god of the stove began, and my grandfather lit incense and candles and knelt on the futon in front of the earthen stove.

It is said that in some places, during the sacrifice, the worshipper will hold a rooster in his arms, and in others, a little boy will kneel behind an adult with a rooster in his arms. Because legend has it that the rooster is the horse that the god of the stove rode to heaven, the chicken is not called a chicken, but a horse. If it is a red rooster, it is commonly known as a red horse, and if it is a white rooster, it is commonly known as a white horse.

When the incense burns to a certain extent, there is a scene of cigarette smoke, and my grandfather pours wine and kowtows, and there are words in his mouth. Then he handed the firecracker to Fang Mowei, and Fang Mowei took it to the door to light it and set off the firecracker.

The sacrifice to the god of the stove is not complicated, and it is over.

On the day of the new year, on the whole, Fang Mowei felt that he was very fulfilled and fast.

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, many families killed cattle, sheep, and pigs. Early in the morning, Gu Lianlian's grandfather's family also killed a big fat pig weighing more than 200 catties, and gave 50 catties of lean meat, a pig's trotters, and some internal organs to Cheng Xiaorui's grandfather's house.

Fifty catties of lean meat is not a whole large piece, but is divided into long shapes, three or four catties of small pieces and a small piece, in addition to a more than two catties of pork knuckle meat in the middle.

Grandparents celebrate the New Year here, and there are some differences between the customs and habits of other places.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, in addition to being sure to eat chicken, meat, and fish, you must also eat pork knuckle, the whole pork knuckle, because pork knuckle is also called Tuannian elbow. Chicken paws will also appear on the dining table at some homes, because chicken paws are also called money claws, which means that next year will attract wealth and treasure, and vegetables will inevitably appear greens, which means that the whole family will be harmonious and prosperous in the new year.

There are also chickens to be stewed whole, to choose a rooster, after the stew is done, the head of the chicken is erected and put away. After the fish is steamed, it is sprinkled with red chili peppers, and the fish on Chinese New Year's Eve cannot be eaten, but must be saved until the first day of the new year to eat again, which symbolizes the surplus of each year and the abundance of grains, and the words of chili peppers represent the meaning of red and red.

This morning was spent in a busy time again.

After bringing the pork home, my grandfather took out a large wooden basin about one meter in diameter from the utility room, placed it next to the rocking well, and filled the wooden basin with steaming well water, while my grandmother took out a kitchen knife, a pair of scissors, and a large bundle of hemp rope from the kitchen.

Then the old couple squatted on the side of the well and began to work attentively.

My grandfather was in charge of cleaning the pork, and after washing each piece of pork, he would make a small cut in it with a kitchen knife and hand it to my grandmother. Grandma cut a piece of hemp rope, threaded it on the pork, and carried it to the wind.

Cheng Xiaorui jumped over happily, put her hands behind her back, and asked her grandmother, "Grandma guess what's behind me?" ”

Grandma turned her head to look at her casually, and didn't have much time to deal with it, but she still responded to her words, hung a piece of meat on a tree next to her, and said, "Grandma doesn't know, Xiaorui will tell grandma directly." ”

Cheng Xiaorui smiled sweetly, and when her grandmother squatted down again, she slowly bent down and put a small low stool under her grandmother's buttocks, and said, "I'll move a small stool for you, how sore and tired your legs are when you squat!" ”

Grandma was taken aback, and after relieving herself, she smiled happily again, and sat down on the low stool, secretly thinking that her good granddaughter was really considerate and more sensible.

Fang Mowei walked over, also took a small low stool, and handed it to his grandfather.

Cheng Xiaorui squatted a little farther away from the wooden basin, looking at her grandparents and grandmothers, Fang Mowei stood up and said to her grandmother: "You hand it to me, I'll hang it, and you won't have to get up." ”

Grandma turned her head to look at Fang Mowei again, nodded, and her face was filled with a kind and happy smile.

Chinese food, eating fresh pig blood soup made by grandma, and stir-fried meat with peppers and lettuce, I don't know if it is because the dishes in the countryside are alternative and delicious, or because they consume too much body by working every day, anyway, after coming here, Cheng Xiaorui's appetite has become very big, and Fang Mowei has also gained four or five pounds.

Maybe it's because it's already spring, and today's weather is exceptionally warm and the sun is very big. For these days in a row, Fang Mowei and Cheng Xiaorui stayed at home to do things with their grandparents and didn't go out to play. Looking at my grandparents again, they don't seem to have anything special to do.

So, they went out with peace of mind.

There are still a few mountains and forests here, but most of them have been chartered by some people and planted with bamboo.

Compared with other woods, moso bamboo has the characteristics of good material properties, wide use, full function, high value, small shrinkage, high degree of fragmentation, elasticity and toughness, tensile strength and compressive strength of the grain, so it is widely used and used everywhere in all walks of life, and is favored by people.

In addition, in addition to the excellent material properties, its winter bamboo shoots, spring bamboo shoots, whip shoots, bamboo shoots and other bamboo foods are rich in nutrition, rich in amino acids required by the human body, delicious and delicious, can be called green mountain treasures, is the ideal food for people's food therapy, health care and cancer prevention.

Moreover, the operation of moso bamboo has a short cycle, less investment, quick results, high benefits and a long operating period.

The two walked and walked, and before they knew it, they came to a hillside, and many bamboos were planted on this hillside.

The bamboo pole is high, the leaves are green, evergreen in all seasons, beautiful and straight, not withered by frost, elegant and vulgar appreciation. Since ancient times, it has often been planted with pine and plum, and is known as "the three friends of the cold year".

However, in recent years, the bamboo business has been sluggish, and the hillside of this house seems to have been uncared for for a long time, mostly wild grass and wild grass. Fang Mowei and Cheng Xiaorui went uphill, the hillside was a little steep, and Fang Mowei walked in front and pulled Cheng Xiaorui.

Cheng Xiaorui was wearing flat shoes and walked steadily, but Fang Mowei was afraid that she would fall or accidentally twist her foot.

Cheng Xiaorui was pulled away by Fang Mowei and looked up at Fang Mowei's face. The bridge of his nose is straight and straight, his skin is fair and clean, his lips are neither thick nor thin, his peach eyes are deep and narrow, and his short broken hair is crisp and neat, and the whole person brings people a pleasing feeling.

Cheng Xiaorui pursed her lips, her head shook unconsciously, and she smiled and smiled.

Entering the bamboo forest, the dense bamboo, a thick layer of bamboo leaves under the feet, the sunlight projected down, and the light spots are staggered. It's green here, but it also makes people feel slightly cool, with a trace of light projection, Fang Mowei and Cheng Xiaorui who are watching are slightly stunned.

It would be nice to be here in the summer, it feels like the temperature here is lower than outside, the faint and colorful light spots, and the lines reveal a hint of mystery.

Cheng Xiaorui looked left and right, remembering that she often ate bamboo shoots when she was a child. And those bamboo shoots seem to have been dug in this mountain. She especially remembers the fried pork slices with bamboo shoots, which are the most delicious. It's also easy to make, stir-fry the meat slices over a small heat, and then stir-fry the bamboo shoots in the pan. When she eats it, the taste is a little crispy, fragrant and delicious, and the meat slices are less greasy, so that she has a little aftertaste at this time.

Fang Mowei kept his head slightly high, calmly breathing the fresh and rustic air in the forest.

I've been here for ten days, and I've taken Cheng Xiaorui to linger among the mountains and rivers many times, and his mind is much calmer than before.

The birds in the deep mountains are singing, and now he is so casual that he sees the mountains as mountains and listens to the water as water. Placed this idle heart, hidden in this quiet and lively mountain forest, forgetting the unhappiness outside.

No wonder Taoists once said that the benevolent man enjoys the mountain, and the wise man enjoys the water.

It's just that the city thousands of miles away still has one thing he cares about. After returning after the New Year, this tranquility and calmness will definitely disappear and disappear without a trace.

Cheng Xiaorui stood beside him and found that he was thinking about it, with one hand behind his back, he turned his head with a silly smile, and raised his other hand and nodded his nose, scaring him: "What are you thinking?" Brother Mo Wei! ”

Fang Mowei was naturally not frightened by her, looked at her indifferently, hugged her narrow body, and said, "I didn't think about anything, baby." ”

Cheng Xiaorui raised her head, her dark and bright eyes were like stars in the night sky, her thick and curly eyelashes were like brushes, and she said happily: "I don't believe it, I saw you in a daze for so long." ”

"If you don't believe it, I can't help it, baby." Fang Mowei said seriously, bowed her head slightly, and kissed her lovely lips again.

A trace of electricity suddenly surged in Cheng Xiaorui's heart, and it also shook Fang Mowei, and asked, "Brother Mowei, are you happy these days?" ”

"Happy." Fang Mowei said, and reached out to caress her pink little face.

Gently caressed by his soft palm, Cheng Xiaorui smiled more comfortably, quietly closed her eyes, and enjoyed.

Fang Mowei's other hand moved away from her back, and instead held her face with both hands, hunching his waist slightly, and his face approached hers.

Cheng Xiaorui felt that Fang Mowei's breathing was getting closer and closer to hers, and slowly intersected with her.

Fang Mowei's lips were softly pressed against her cold lips, and her head carefully pried open her teeth, absorbing her head and letting her breathe by herself.

Fang Mowei kissed her deeply, but at the same time thought in his heart: If there is more love, it may become less simple, but when love really comes, this qiē is not important. Except for your smile, no amount of warm sunlight can make my face bloom brightly. Without your smile, my world would be just a person's old age.

Love is originally two parallel lines that do not intersect, because of an unexpected encounter, you accidentally walked into my edge, so I became your field of vision. At the moment of touching each other, the angle of intersection is destined to the length of the relationship......