Chapter 47: Little Chinese New Year's Eve
On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the stove will be sacrificed, and the king of the stove will ascend to heaven, and every household is busy cutting window flowers and making flower buns.
Wen Shu came back from Liyuan but plunged into the iron box.
The end of the year is approaching, from tomorrow the family will start to prepare for the New Year's goods, but the front shop has spent a lot of money on repairs, the last time I sold peaches to earn six dollars to cut the wood money for doors and windows, the remaining four dollars to spend to now I am afraid there is not much left, and the two pairs of longevity materials made by her father day and night have not been sold.
If you don't make some money, how can you spend this year!
Helplessly, she had to choose to enter the box and go to that world to find a way.
Fortunately, after half a month, she has become accustomed to that kind of martial arts intensity, although sometimes her arms are still pantothenic after punching, but it is much better than at the beginning, and the results are obviously easy to see.
No, early this morning, she had two moves with Lu Shaoqing, who was in the other courtyard, although she was defeated in two moves, and was despised and disliked by him, Wen Shu was still very happy.
Because Master Liu said that she only learned for half a month to be able to see Master Lu, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, to pass the moves, although there were only two moves, but it was also powerful, so she was not hit at all, but was more determined to practice hard, and strive to surpass that Lu Shaoqing one day, so that one day he was not pleasing to the eye, and he could secretly beat him with a sack.
It's a pity that this trip to the mountains and seas didn't go well, she was very unlucky to be teleported to a snowy mountain, as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but white, she was in the heavy snow, walked aimlessly for two quarters of an hour, and then was sent back by the system.
That's right, this time it's two quarters of an hour, or thirty minutes in the words of the system.
Wen Shu found that every time he entered, the time spent in the hospital was increasing, although the increase was very small, only a few minutes, but it was a real increase.
Flashing back from the box covered in wind and snow, Wen Shu patted the fine snowflakes on his body and stomped his feet, shook the snow foam off his shoulders and back, and then rubbed his face to make his face look as rosy as possible, before going out of the room to the kitchen to make lunch.
Because the evening is the main event, she made a very simple lunch, a meat tofu and half a fish left over from yesterday, which was the lunch of the father and daughter.
"Tomorrow is your birthday, what do you want?" At the dinner table, Wentai took a bite of food and asked.
Wen Shu shook his head: "There's nothing I want, this birthday is over every year, and this year is over." ”
Wentai seemed to know what she was thinking, and sighed: "Don't think so much, your birthday is only once a year, my father is incapable but I can afford a dress and a box of rouge. As he spoke, he got up and went back to his room to get the money he had always paid for.
"Dad, we have the usual money left, it's about to be the New Year, let's keep it to buy New Year's goods." Wen Shu shook his head and refused.
"Who said that my father still left 500 Wen."
Wen Shu sighed, and then heard her father say: "And just now someone from outside the city came to invite my father to the countryside, the other party is a rich family, although I don't invite my father alone, but the salary will definitely not be less, don't worry about it." ”
"To the countryside? Which one? Didn't Dad take over the work of going to the countryside? ”
"In the past, I didn't pick up because our own longevity materials couldn't win, where was there time to go on a business trip, and now two pairs of longevity materials are piled up in the shop and no one buys, I still have to sit at home and wait, and close to the end of the year, the salary of Sun Yuan's family is high, and there are two runs after doing it."
Wen Shu hesitated and asked, "Where is it outside the city?" Far from it? Is there a pick-up and drop-off? ”
Her father didn't take the job in the countryside not only because the family could do the work or make more money by doing it herself, but the most important thing was that if the people in the countryside were far away and it was inconvenient to go back and forth, the host would generally stay overnight.
And Wentai was worried that it would be unsafe and inconvenient for her daughter to be at home alone, so she never took over the work in the countryside.
"It's not far, it's in Quanzhuang, what do you want to pick up, go out of the city gate and walk a little way to the east."
So there is no pick-up, and Quanzhuang, this name is a little familiar!
Wen Shu thought about it carefully, and suddenly frowned: "Where is not far, Dad, I don't know where Quanzhuang is, just from the city gate, there are nearly ten miles of road, plus the five miles between Xiaocha Lane and the city gate, it adds up to fifteen miles of road, and it is thirty miles of road back and forth every day." You are busy and tired from doing work during the day, and then you get up so early and rush in the dark, how can your body eat, no, this job can't be accepted. ”
"It's okay, Dad's feet are fast, it won't take much time, and the salary of this house is high, and there will be no such shop in this village after that."
Wen Shu thought for a while, "Then Dad will stay at the master's house, and there is no need to rush back every day." ”
"Then what's the matter, you have a daughter's ....."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Shu interrupted him: "Your daughter is not an ordinary daughter's family, no one in the entire Xiaocha Lane doesn't know my prestige, which stupid person dares to find himself boring, if you really want to be a disciple with long eyes, see if I don't beat him to make him cry and call his mother." ”
Seeing her holding her fist, looking fierce and vicious, Wentai couldn't help laughing.
"I know you can't suffer, it's just that you don't have a good reputation, you are looking at other people's time now, I just want others to have amnesia, forget about your strange power, where do you dare to show it out again."
"I don't care, if you don't agree, then don't take this job, I won't be able to pass this birthday, and I won't buy clothes and rouge." As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and his eyes were foggy.
Wentai was stunned, his heart was sour and soft, and he was silent for a while and sighed: "It's done, then remember to lock the courtyard door and the door before you go to bed, and keep a low profile on weekdays, don't attract people's eyes, if you really want to meet the disciples, don't be polite, isn't it just a lot of strength, nothing is more important than safety." ”
Wen Shu nodded obediently, the matter was settled, and after eating, she also began to steam flower buns and cut window flowers.
The main material of the flower bun is flour, in fact, it is a more good-looking trowel, which is roughly divided into two types of worship and relatives, the former is solemn, especially to make a large jujube mountain to prepare for the worship of the stove king. As for the latter, it is more casual, and what style you want to do depends on the mood and craftsmanship of the person who makes the bun.
In previous years, Wen Shu was also doing this, and all the work was well understood, but this year, I studied for a year in school, and I learned a lot of pastry styles from Chef Ji, some of which are beautiful, and she thinks that a slight change can also be used on flower buns.
This busy work passed in the afternoon.
At nightfall, the streets of Tokyo are lit up to brighten up a dark and cold day, and in the alleys, children in thick cotton jackets and sweet and sticky hemp candy in their pockets run wildly and chase and play.
The housewives recited the sacrificial ballad in the stove room.
"Grandpa Stove King, listen, you have seen the sky in the kitchen. I ate and drank frugally, and it was a mistake to throw rice and noodles. There is a lot of dirt in the furnace, and you old man can take care of it. I can't eat all this sugar melon, so I gave it to the Jade Emperor to taste. I'm here to kowtow to you, and I want to say good things to me when I go to heaven. On the first day of junior high school, don't delay when you come back early, come to our house to eat my steamed jujube mountain buns. ”
After praying, slowly remove the statue of the stove king and burn it with fire, indicating that the stove king has gone to heaven. Until the evening of Chinese New Year's Eve, the statue of the new stove monarch is pasted, which is the beginning of another year.