The stepmother who was washing vegetables by the well in the yard shook her head and whispered to Jiang Yi next to her; "Every time I kill a chicken at home that is a little delicious, I start to play tricks, and after a while, let your eldest brother coax me, at least bring two chicken legs in for her to eat."

Jiang Yi smiled and didn't say anything, in fact, she had seen this kind of thing with her own eyes in her previous life, basically, this kind of bottomless stupid thing will generally appear in women who have not been taught well since childhood, have little culture, but have been spoiled.

Anyone who has some shame is embarrassed to make such a fuss.

After washing the vegetables, the chicken in the side stove was fully cooked, and Buxiu really sandwiched a large bowl of chicken into coax his wife.

A chicken except for the feathers and internal organs. It's about four or five catties, and a big bowl can hold at least a catty.

But Jiang Yi naturally won't say anything, it's okay to eat less, it's more comfortable not to sit at the same table with this kind of person to eat.

There are other ingredients in the side stove, in addition to white radish, dried shiitake mushrooms, fried tofu and some vegetables, which can basically be eaten. Besides, these pollution-free vegetables taste particularly good.

The father and son of the Bujia family each poured a glass of wine, drank a few sips, and walked old; "The two of you who are elder brothers, you have already started a family and are adults, and now the second child is separated, people are natural, and life is slowly starting to get better, but what's the matter with you, boss? It's all fathers. A mother-in-law can't deal with it well, you see that you haven't seen you for so long in the city this winter. ”

"Your wife is lazy to eat, and your children have to eat too, are you planning to let me and your mother help you raise your wife and son?"

Didn't you lend him five hundred copper? Why didn't you give a copper plate to your father-in-law? Jiang Yi looked at Bu Ru suspiciously, but saw that Bu Ru was also looking at Bu Xiu suspiciously.

"This ...... I don't have any work in the city, so I plan to go to the city to find something to do after the New Year, and come back to do farm work as soon as spring begins, and I will definitely bring money back next time. ”

"You fart, how come the few people who went with you have the money to go home? Look at Lao Zhangtou's two sons, who gave their parents three hundred copper each. ”

"I hope you are also a little more natural, your mother and I can still do some work now, if we are old, then you will be old and young, how will you support?"

Buxiu was silent, eating chicken and drinking wine.

"Second brother, you too, your family is better now, it proves that your daughter-in-law has ideas, she can make money, you don't have to hold books all day long, do you really want to take the Xiucai exam? Do you have what it takes? ”

Jiang Yi smiled and said; "Dad, I asked him to read it, and I think he can do it."

"Alas, you're looking forward to Jackie Chan, it's okay. Second, you fight hard, I plan to let the third child learn Braille too. ”

The side room next to it immediately came out with a strange shout of yin and yang; "Ouch, it's unreasonable, God you're unfair, the second and third can go to study, but the boss has to be a cow and a horse."

Bu Shuigui's face suddenly turned pale. Slap the table; "Have you had enough trouble?"

The meal was not very pleasant, and after eating, Jiang Yi helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks and was about to go back.

Xie pointed to a cage of chickens; "Your father told you to take a few chickens back and kill them for the New Year." Jiang Yi didn't refuse, and let Bu Ru and Jiang Zhen carry them back.

The days passed day by day, and soon it was Chinese New Year's Eve, early in the morning, Jiang Yi asked Jiang Zhen to take a few pieces of clothes and send them over, two pieces for an old man, both of which were customized by Jiang Yi Mo in the town with the figure of the two.

also gave the two of them a New Year's money of 100 copper each.

It was also returned to the younger brother-in-law, and the eldest nephew also prepared a gift.

After all, the younger brother will live in the village with him in the future, and it is also beneficial for him to do the good thing of giving gifts.

After noon, I asked my younger brother not to catch the car, and at this time, the villagers also bought everything they should have bought, so even if they went to catch the car, there was no goods to pull.

Jiang Yi looked at the store by herself, and from time to time beckoned the little girl and boy who was preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and almost bought salt, oil, sauce and vinegar.

Xiao Langjun Buru is killing chickens, although he is young and sick, but after all, he is a rural person, and he can still kill a chicken.

At this time, he was sweating and plucking, and he was busy talking and laughing with his younger brother.

The younger brother is burning the fire, and in the cauldron is bath water, and there are seven kinds of plants: clean water bamboo leaves, yellow bamboo leaves, grapefruit leaves, hibiscus grass, cypress branches, mosaic grass, and stone daffodils. I am boiled and give off the fragrance of various grasses together,

Jiang Yi remembers that she also had this tradition in the countryside when she was a child, and Chinese New Year's Eve washed it with these seven kinds of grass boiling water, and then put on new clothes, which officially heralded the growth of one year.

Just after noon, the water was quickly boiled, Jiang Zhen first scooped himself a bucket of water, happily mentioned the shower room, and then took out new shoes and clothes.

Since his father passed away, my younger brother has never worn new clothes during the Chinese New Year, not even at other times, he just picks up other people's old clothes to wear.

After all, he is still an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and when he sees that other children have new clothes and shoes, he is not envious of it.

This time, the clothes that his sister bought for him were still relatively good, which made Jiang Zhen even more itchy.

After taking a shower, wearing a new set of clothes, he really changed even more, like a young man in high spirits.

"Sister, am I good-looking?" Sure enough, he was a guy who loved to appear, and after wearing it, he ran out immediately and walked around in front of Jiang Yi.

"Beautiful!" Jiang Yi stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth and said with a smile.

He was in a state of flux. Like a little rooster with colorful and beautiful hair, pacing proudly.

"Come and see the store, I'll go and light the fire." Jiang Yi stood up and went to the kitchen to help.

Since the roadside groceries were opened, the kitchen and bathroom have been moved down, and the house above is only used as a bedroom for a small couple.

In the evening, there were many little children who came out to buy candy in new clothes, and every little face was red and full of laughter.

After a while, the chickens, ducks and fish are ready, and now the main part - worship the gods and ancestors.

First, he worshipped the gods in front of his house, and carried a table to the gate, on which were placed whole chickens, ducks, and fish, as well as some glutinous rice cakes, bean curd bamboo, candy and the like.

Then put the incense burner, respectfully lit the incense paper candles, and the family of three bowed three times in a neat manner.

Bu Ru looked reverent, folded his hands, and prayed for something seriously.

After the worship, firecrackers were set off, and the sacrifices were taken back one after another, and then Bu Ru used a big bamboo blue to take the sacrifices back to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.

These are men's things, Jiang Yi didn't go, and guarded the store at home with her younger brother.

It wasn't until it was almost dark, around five or six o'clock in the afternoon, that the ancestors came back.

After drinking a glass of water, he went to chop the chickens and ducks, cleaned the dishes, and after preparing the ingredients, he went to take a bath.

The rest of the culinary power was forced to be transferred.

This was ordered by his wife.

Jiang Yi has always believed that the biggest meaning of cooking is to cook in the pot and clean the boring things of cutting vegetables, which is very boring.