Tian Jiazhi is burning the pig's head, and the field is pouring delicious food in the house, in fact, there is nothing left, the enema is just a saema, and the small intestines of the pig are kept in the field, this thing is the same regardless of whether it is an old sow or not.

And the most in the family is white potatoes, there is no shortage of starch. There is also a lot of meat oil. The fields are willing to put things, and the starch sausages poured out are especially delicious.

The only pity is that the field killed a pig for the first time, and the pig's blood was banned. I regret that I can't get it back, otherwise I can still pour some blood sausage.

The east and west courtyards do the same thing, the smell of roasted pig hair is not good, but the mood is good.

There are children running everywhere in the village, the atmosphere of the New Year, there is a joy of blending in the fields, and everyone is happy for the New Year, and no one even passes on Aunt Zhu's inconspicuous gossip.

At this time in previous years, she was watching people lively, and no one paid attention to her no matter what the conditions were. Even if it was an eye-catching person like Tian Xiaowu, no one paid attention to her.

glanced at Tian Xiaowu, who was eating with Tian Jiazhi on the side, and said in his heart that it was because of this, so his tolerance was particularly good, and even such a nasty person looked pleasing to the eye, and he could afford to jump in front of him from time to time, which showed that the loneliness was too terrible.

Tian Xiaowu not only eats, but also takes it, it hasn't been so lively for several years, Tian Ye is rare in this popularity, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as him.

But people didn't take it for nothing, and when they turned around, they took a lot of good things from the captain's house and brought them back to the field. There was even a piece of beef in sauce. A big apple, that's a good thing.

Tian Ye has been to the city several times, but he has never seen such a good thing.

Seeing the sauce beef, Tian Ye thought of the chicken in the space, marinated chicken feet, chicken wings or something, how good it should be. Oops, I can't think about it anymore.

In the evening, Tian Ye wanted to eat beef: "I can't eat so much during the New Year, one dish a day, and how good it is to have meat every day." ”

However, he was stopped by Tian Jiazhi: "In previous years, you didn't have anything to honor your parents, but this year we are doing well, this thing will be taken to your parents tomorrow to make offerings, so that your parents know that you are doing well, and even eat beef." It's the same when we go back and eat again. ”

Just such a sentence made Tian Ye silent for most of the night. So it's still very correct to get a son or something for Tian Daxing.

Whether it is bitter or sweet, whether it is willing or passively willing, it is inseparable from the Tian family to be alive.

Where did Xiao Tianye go, Tian Ye didn't know, but Tian Daxing had to be filial to Tian Ye, and it was the same whether she died or lived.

Tian Jiazhi can think of this, and it can be regarded as a heart.

In previous years, everyone in the village went to the grave in the morning of the thirtieth day, and only one person in the field went to the grave of the two people in Tian Daxing to burn two pieces of paper, to be honest, the scene alone was miserable.

Tian Jiazhi saw that Tian Ye's mood was wrong, and said in his heart that he didn't make eating beef unhappy. Tian Ye is not such a person. I didn't even wrestle.

Tian Jiazhi looked at the east house one by one, but there was no movement in the middle of the night, and Tian Jiazhi regretted dying.

When Tian Xiaowu came to pull Tian Jiazhi out to play, Tian Jiazhi was absent-minded.

During the Chinese New Year, the young people in the village are all playing in groups. Everyone is familiar with it at this time.

Tian Ye watched the two of them go out, and ran into the space, I haven't remembered these things for a long time, and I forgot about home, such a day is a little homesick, it's too normal. I miss my relatives every festive season.

In order to make himself feel better, Tian Ye devoted himself to manual labor.

There's a lot of work in the space.,Recently, the team doesn't have to work.,There's no place to use the strength of the field.,I don't feel tired working in the space all day long.。

It's when she's in the space, the time in the space is the same as the outside, and it can't be adjusted.

The things in the space courtyard can be used for their own food, and the field is content, and she has never thought of making a fortune from it, just with the attention of the captain of the field, the field does not have to think about using the space as a cornucopia to pour things out.

The rafters at the beginning are rotten, not to mention people. Especially this kind of thing, let people know, Tian Ye is afraid that he doesn't know how he died.

When Tian Jiazhi came back, Tian Ye had already been reformed through labor, and after consuming a circle of physical strength, he was in a good mood.

It's been a day in the kitchen, and the field is washing your hair.

Tian Jiazhi opened the door and came in, bringing in a room of cold air.

Seeing the field washing his hair: "Why do you wash your hair at this time, how cold is it." ”

Tian Ye lowered his head and didn't see what Tian Jiazhi was doing: "It's okay, just dry it after washing." ”

Tian Ye's hair has been shoulder-length for half a year, and when he usually goes out of the house, he is surrounded by the scarf that Tian Jiazhi bought for him when he got married, and he can't see anything.

When he was at home, he hung on his shoulders, soft and smooth, black and bright, and when Tian Ye didn't speak, the quiet temperament alone made Tian Jiazhi lose his mind.

So every time Tian Xiaowu came, seeing that the two of them were incompatible, they were quite down-to-earth. He wouldn't have said it even if he had killed him.

But I really thought so in my heart, such a field, Tian Jiazhi didn't want anyone to see it.

Tian Ye was rubbing her hair, and she didn't have any conditioner these days, she used grass seed powder.

Tian Jiazhi usually uses some when he washes his hair, so as not to grow lice.

Feel more hands on your head. Tian Ye wanted to hide, but he didn't dare to think too intimate about this scene.

It's a pity that the head is controlled by people, and no amount of strength will be used.

Tian Jiazhi rolled up his arms and sleeves, and rubbed his big hands on Tian Ye's head: "I'll help you, see if you have washed all the sleeves of your padded jacket." ”

Tian Ye was uncomfortable, and excused: "It's all wet anyway, I don't need you, I'll do it myself." ”

Anyway, Tian Jiazhi didn't hear it, what should he do.

The field was helpless, so he could only wash it quickly and send the people away. This kind of thing is really not suitable for the relationship between the two.

Tian Jiazhi's big hand rubbed and rubbed on Tian Ye's head endlessly, and Tian Ye's waist couldn't straighten up: "I just have two catties of mud on my head, it's time to rub it off, hurry up and change the water for me and rinse it off." The waist is broken. ”

Tian Jiazhi looked regretful, he hadn't washed it enough: "It's really squeamish." ”

This is called squeamishness, and Tian Ye is furious: "You can try it." ”

Tian Jiazhi: "Okay, you wash my hair, and my waist can support it for as long as I wash it." ”

No matter what, he took advantage of it, but this person dared to think, Tian Ye: "You are beautiful." ”

Wash your hair and dream about it.

Tian Jiazhi pursed his lips: "I've washed your hair, why can't you wash my hair." You know that the women in the village also help the gentlemen wash their feet. ”

Speaking of this, Tian Ye finally flushed his hair, straightened his waist, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you want to try it?" ”

Tian Jiazhi is still quite self-aware: "You just wash my hair, I don't need you to wash my feet." ”

Tian Ye said evilly: "Do you know how I got rid of chicken feathers?" ”

Tian Jiazhi pursed his lips, this is too cruel. Touching his head, for the sake of his hair, he still doesn't insist on letting the field wash his hair.