Chinese New Year's Eve arrived, and Zhao Yuan ushered in the first New Year of this era. Early in the morning, Zhao Yuan got up, first went to the well in Houyanggou to fetch water, filled the water tank, and lit the brazier as usual, and then boiled the washing water.

In this era when there are no entertainment activities, the main thing for the New Year is to eat, eat all kinds of things that are usually reluctant to eat.

Breakfast was simpler, and Zhao Yuan prepared a bowl of egg noodles per person. After washing up, Meng Ying took Luoluo to the kitchen.

"Get up, wash up and wash up, I'm ready to whistle, just wait for you to get up below." Zhao Yuan looked at the two beauties who were still a little sleepy-eyed, and said with a smile.

"Where's Xiaobao, are you still sleeping?" Meng Ying asked.

"He slept soundly, Luoluo, you go and call Xiaobao to get up." Zhao Yuan wanted to laugh when he thought of Xiaobao sleeping, and the little guy was always chirping when he was asleep, as if he was breastfeeding.

"Uncle Xiaobao has to be shouted every day when he gets up, ah." Luoluo yawned and walked towards the room where Xiaobao slept.

Egg whistle noodles, the essence is in this whistle, lean bacon cut into cubes, wrapped in adjusted eggs, green onions, ginger and garlic after stir-frying, pour into the pot and stir-fry, wait for the egg protein to solidify, mix with two spoons of water, add salt to taste, and the soup boils out of the pot.

After the noodles are cooked, take them out, scoop in two spoons of whistle, add some soy sauce, and then pour the noodle soup on top of the whistle, the aroma of diced bacon matches the umami of the eggs, a bowl of hot egg noodles can bring the best satisfaction to the early family.

After breakfast, after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the next thing is to make all kinds of delicacies, yesterday cleaned and marinated pig's head into the pot to boil, with the soup to boil and then changed to low heat.

"Uncle?" Luoluo shouted a little wryly.

"What's wrong, Luoluo." Zhao Yuan was putting the lid on the pot stewed with pig's head, when he heard Luoluo shouting to himself, turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope." Luo Luo grinned and stretched out her little hand to Zhao Yuan.

"Brother-in-law, Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope." Xiaobao also did the same.

"Come on, I've got it ready for you, haha." Zhao Yuan took out the three red envelopes he had prepared from his arms, and handed them to Luoluo, Xiaobao and Meng Ying respectively.

"How can I have it?" Meng Ying asked in surprise.

"Chinese New Year, make up for your previous shortcomings, Xiaoying, happy New Year." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, Happy New Year." Meng Ying happily accepted the red envelope given by Zhao Yuan and said with a smile.

"Brother-in-law, why is there a piece of paper in this red envelope?" Xiaobao asked after opening the red envelope.

"Uncle Xiaobao, this is a money ticket, you can go to the cabinet to exchange it for money." Luoluo said knowingly.

"Yes, it's the small amount of money I redeemed from the counter, which contains the previous New Year's money that we made up for you and Xiaobao." Zhao Yuan nodded and said.

"Thank you, uncle and aunt."

"Thank you, second sister, thank you, brother-in-law."

"The money ticket should be collected, let's go play, we have to make something delicious." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Put it away, we're all in our bags." Luoluo patted the backpack that was placed aside.

"Okay, let's play." Zhao Yuan nodded.

"Brother Yuan, how much money did you give Xiaobao?" After Luoluo and Xiaobao walked away, Meng Ying asked.

"The ten copper coins given, when the time comes, you tell your father-in-law about them, don't let him lose it."

"So much, Xiaobao is still a child, how can he take so much money in his hands?"

"It's okay, Xiaobao is very sensible, especially in the past few days with Luoluo, I have learned a lot."

"Then I'll tell him later, help him keep it first, and when I go to pay New Year's greetings to my father, I will hand it over to my father and mother."

"Okay, let's get ready to eat." Zhao Yuan said indifferently, although the ten copper coins are a lot of money in this era, but if there is money, it also needs to be spent, for a child like Xiaobao, at most he will be greedy to buy some snacks to eat, and this money is mainly for his father-in-law.

One night, the snow outside was already frozen by the sun, and it was still very cold outside, Luoluo and Xiaobao wanted to go to the village to play, but Zhao Yuan didn't let them, and the two small family fires were holding a twine and playing a game of turning the flower rope.

In the era of lack of entertainment, Zhao Yuan tried his best to recall many games that can be played now in later generations, and turning the flower rope was one of them.

Luoluo and Xiaobao are very fond of this activity, using a piece of twine about two feet long that Zhao Yuan gave them, taking turns turning various shapes on their hands, but most of the time Xiaobao loses, but the little guy does enjoy it.

"Brother Yuan, there are too many dishes we have prepared, and a few of us can't eat them." Meng Ying followed Zhao Yuan to deal with the ingredients, looking at the more and more ingredients on the stove that were packed on plates, and said.

"It's a bit too much, deal with it first, and then fry less when it will be fried, and it won't be bad if the weather is cold anyway." Zhao Yuan said after thinking about it.

"That's the only way, this shrimp is so troublesome to deal with, didn't you eat it directly before, why do you have to pick a shrimp line." Meng Ying asked.

"The shrimp line is the digestive tract of the shrimp, and there is dirt in it, so I picked it up and ate it hygienically." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

The shrimp I bought back were dried shrimp, and although they were soaked in hot water to soften, the shrimp line had been destroyed and it was very difficult to remove.

"Luoluo, Xiaobao, do you remember the song I taught you to sing yesterday, sing it quickly." Zhao Yuan turned his head and said to Luoluo and Xiaobao, who were roasting and playing in front of the brazier.

"Okay, Uncle Xiaobao, you start."

"I forgot, Luoluo, you sing first, I'll sing along."

"Okay, Uncle Bao, you have to remember."

"Happy New Year, congratulations,......"

The joyful singing sounded, but Zhao Yuan's thoughts drifted to a thousand years later with the singing, in modern times, the Chinese New Year is very lively every year, and the stereo at home will always be turned on, playing New Year's songs.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, Meng Ying found that Zhao Yuan's action of picking up the shrimp line stopped, and he looked thoughtful, not knowing what he had thought.

"Uh, it's okay, I'm distracted, let's continue to deal with these shrimp." Zhao Yuan shook his head and said with a smile.

"You have something to tell me, and I froze all of a sudden." Meng Ying glanced at Zhao Yuan and said.

"Yes, Xiaoying, you dare to give me a white eye!" Zhao Yuan pretended to be stern and said.

"I ............"

"Okay, I'm kidding you, haha."

In the past six months, not only Luoluo has changed a lot, but even Meng Ying has changed a lot, the life of the family has suddenly become better, Zhao Yuan from later generations does not have the idea of patriarchy in this era, and has always respected Meng Ying, Meng Ying has also changed from a somewhat submissive appearance at the beginning, to a person who can dare to say and do now.

"Uncle, we want to drink some water." After singing the song twice, Luoluo came over and said.

"I'll pour it for you, don't drink cold water." Meng Ying stood up and said.

Zhao Yuan shook his head, his heart really moved, Meng Ying's white eyes gave him a feeling of amorousness, in just half a year, Meng Ying has grown from a girl who just came to this era to a woman.

"It's the New Year, Mom and Dad, you also have a happy New Year." Zhao Yuan looked at Meng Ying, who poured water for Luoluo and Xiaobao, and turned his head to look outside, wondering if the relatives who were far away in modern times were also preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at this time.

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