The dishes prepared for the New Year Xie Yu and his wife had already been washed, and Mu Shiyu knew that it was a big day, so he didn't lazy to wash his face and went over to help.

The Chinese New Year pays attention to making fish and meat, which means that there is more than enough every year.

In the first two years, no one paid attention to the hardships, but this year the days are a little better, and the fish and meat are about to be served.

The fish brought by Wen Ye was still alive, Xie Lu put it in the basin and let it swim for a while, and then picked up the knife and began to kill the fish.

That picture looked quite bloody, Mu Shiyu couldn't bear to look at it, and turned around to cut vegetables with Xie Yu.

Wen Ye and Li Taocheng were not idle, they went to the stove to make a fire to cook, and Mu Shiyu and Xie Yu cut vegetables and washed vegetables.

And Xie Lu and Li Jianguo are one killing fish and the other chopping meat, and everything has a clear division of labor.

Everything is in full swing, Mu Shiyu feels that cooking is still the same as usual, but it is more tired than usual, and I don't know why.

When it was almost 11 o'clock, the food was finally good, and they were all on the table.

Xie Yu went to the house again and put fruits, sweets, melon seeds and everything on the table.

Just when Mu Shiyu thought that she could eat and chat, Xie Yu hurriedly went to the house.

He came out with some incense, and then bowed and recited to the table.

In the end, everyone kowtowed, and after kowtowing, Xie Ying called Mu Shiyu aside:

"Poetry, these things that worship the ancestors and ancestors, you have to remember, you have to do it every year in the future, this year you are a new bride who does not understand, and next year you will come by yourself."

Mu Shiyu was a little puzzled, why did she make it so complicated, but she still nodded obediently in agreement.

After the last person finished kowtowing, Xie Yu used a bag to fill some rice and vegetables, and used a knife to spend all the fruits in the bag, and finally said to everyone: "You eat first, I'll send these things out." ”

This is their tradition here, during the New Year, no matter how bad the life is, the ancestor's share is indispensable.

Other skirts are accustomed to it, only Mu Shiyu is still ignorant.

After Xie Yu left, Xie Lu pulled Sister Jiao to sit at the table.

There were eight bowls of rice on the table, and Mu Shiyu thought she could lift it up and eat it, but the people on the side didn't move.

Mu Shiyu looked at Xie Lu inexplicably, and Xie Lu patted her on the shoulder: "Wait until it's steamed." ”

Then he poured all eight bowls of rice back into the basket where the rice was steamed.

After the eight bowls of rice were poured, they were filled again, Xie Lu added rice to the elders one by one, and finally carried a bowl in front of Mu Shiyu: "Eat." ”

Mu Shiyu looked at the rice in the bowl in front of him, and then looked at Xie Lu again.

Isn't this the rice that was just poured in?

Why do you want to do more? Friends don't understand, just bury your head and eat hard.

Halfway through the meal, Xie Yu came back, and she didn't know where she had sent those things just now.

After coming back, they continued to eat, and after eating, Mu Shiyu and Xie Yu were cleaning up the mess.

And Xie Lu and Li Taocheng were killing chickens next to the well, in Xie Zhen's words, the hens had to be stewed for a long time before they were delicious.

The dinner in the afternoon was much more hearty than the lunch one, and the hen soup was stewed for a long time, and it was indeed very delicious.

Mu Shiyu drank two bowls of wine, and then couldn't eat anything else.

The family scrambled to finish cleaning up the table, just when they didn't know what to do.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door.