The days back home weren't as easy as Yanni said. Yanni has a grandmother and grandfather, as well as three uncles, an aunt, two uncles, an uncle, and four aunts. Just leaving her relatives, Yanni felt that she was going to spend half her life's energy.

Grandma's house will definitely go, brought up by her grandmother, Yanni has a deep relationship with her grandmother. Prior to this, Yanni had spent much more time at her grandmother's house than with her parents.

Grandma is over 70 years old, Yanni's mother is the youngest child born to her grandmother, so she is naturally pampered more, loves the house and Wu, and naturally Yanni is also her grandmother's favorite child.

Yanni clearly remembers that when she was a child, everyone didn't have any snacks to eat. Grandma would fry a small scoop of peanuts and put them in a drawer within Yanni's reach, and Yanni could eat them whenever she wanted, which was a special luxury in those days.

Yanni still remembers that her grandfather would make all kinds of delicious pasta, and her grandfather would use it to make steamed buns, biscuits, and noodles for Yanni to eat. The slander made the child next door cry.

Yanni's feelings for her grandparents are far deeper than her feelings for her parents.

Now that my grandparents are old, they no longer farm by themselves, and the three uncles take turns to deliver food to my grandparents.

Early the next morning after returning home, Yanni rode her bicycle to her grandmother's house. When Yanni met him, he was pushing his bicycle and walking back, and there was a bag tied to the car, which contained steamed buns.

"Grandpa." Yanni saw her grandfather from a long distance: "How many of these steamed buns have been changed?" ”

"Niko is here!" Grandpa greeted Yanni, who chased after him: "Now one pound of wheat for seven steamed buns." You see, I changed twenty-one. ”

Grandpa pointed to the steamed buns he changed, and he was very proud.

Yanni remembers that before going to Beijing, her grandfather also pushed his bicycle to change steamed buns.

For my grandfather, the bicycle is just a crutch, and by the way, it can also carry some heavy loads.

Yanni and her grandfather pushed the bicycle and chatted all the way.

"Grandma, grandma, I'm here!" Grandma was standing at the door, and she had been looking forward to it for many days. Seeing Yanni coming, she happily moved her pair of three-inch golden lotuses.

In fact, grandma's feet should not be considered authentic three-inch golden lotus. Yanni remembered that her grandmother told her that her grandmother was forced to wrap her feet when she was a child, and after wrapping her feet for a while, her grandmother couldn't stand it, so she secretly loosened the cloth a little, and then simply threw the cloth away.

Now my grandmother's feet are about the same age as an eight-year-old child, and the bones on the instep of her feet have become deformed and arched because they have been wrapped in cloth!

Because of this incident, Yanni hated the era when small feet were beautiful.

Grandma helped her grandfather unload the steamed buns in the car, Yanni parked the car, and grandma took Yanni's hand and walked into the house.

Chickens were already stewed on the clay stove in the house, and Grandma took out a black jar to show Ni: "Pick your own lean meat!" ”

This is a jar of old juice meat, in the past, the countryside would only kill pigs during the New Year, kill a pig for several families, there is too much meat and no place to put it, and there is no refrigerator or anything in the countryside.

As a result, various methods of storing delicacies have been derived, and this old sauce is one of them.

The so-called old sauce pork is to cook the meat and soak it in a soy sauce jar. This is also one of Yanni's favorite dishes. My grandparents always kept the best part for Yanni to come back and eat.

Yanni picked two pieces, forked them on the plate with a meat fork, and took them to her grandmother and cut them into slices.

At this time, my grandfather came over and mysteriously pulled Yanni to see the steamer, and when the lid was opened, it was actually bread steamed.

Yanni's tears immediately fell. This is what my cousin brought to my grandparents to eat, and they had never eaten this thing, so they thought about waiting for Yanni to come and give it to Yanni, but if they hadn't eaten it, they thought that this thing also needed to be steamed before they could eat it.

Yanni walked to the door with the steamed bread, for fear that her grandparents would see her tears.

"I'll go see my uncle and they, and I'll be back for dinner later." Yanni said loudly as she went out with a gift for her uncle and aunt.

My uncle's family lives next door. My cousin and cousin have started their own families. When Yanni passed, her uncle and aunt were smoking cigarette bags and pots.

"Niko is here? When is the holiday? Uncle knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the ground and got up to give Yanni a seat.

My aunt also put away the cigarette bag and pot and went to grab melon seeds for Yanni.

The peasants have a winter break, and they basically don't work in the fields in the winter. Especially at the end of the year, there is no need to work.

"Divide the fish, divide the fish." Outside, there was the cheerful shouts of children.

"Nizi, let's go." The uncle brought two bamboo blues and gave one to Yanni: "You give your grandfather to lead the fish too." ”

There are public fish ponds in rural areas, at the beginning of spring, everyone raises funds to buy fish fry according to the capitation, and then catches fish during the New Year's Festival, the small ones are released, and the large ones are divided according to the heads. Yanni still remembers when she was a child at her grandmother's house to divide fish, which was a children's festival.

In the yard of the village party secretary's house, there was a big pile of fish. If you have a large population, you can divide several large fish, and if you have a small population, you can only take one or two large fish, and then divide the smaller fish. Yanni picked two crucian carp and then took a half-sized herring. Yanni had already calculated, the herring let her grandfather tie the straw and marinate it, and the crucian carp would be eaten in soup today.

The uncle was still there to help divide the fish, so Yanni carried Lanzi back to her grandmother's house. On the way back, by the way, I moved two sides of tofu at Uncle Li's house next door, and my grandfather had beans to send to Uncle Li's house, and I wanted to eat tofu, so I came to move the two sides, and Uncle Li kept the account, and after eating, I weighed some beans and sent them to Uncle Li's house.

Yanni is particularly fond of the rural lifestyle.

"Grandma, come and see, big fish, I got a big fish this year!" Yanni shouted as she ran.

Grandma's voice came from the window: "Be careful, run slowly, don't fall!" ”

Grandpa hurriedly walked out and took the blue from Yanni's hand: "This herring is good, I'll pick it up." ”

"Yuzhen, look, this herring is so big, it's fat this year." Grandpa carried a fish and dangled in front of his grandmother.

Yanni watched quietly there, watching her grandmother and grandfather live lovingly since she was a child, and she didn't blush once, and now at this age, her grandfather in front of her grandmother is still like a child.

Grandma was cooking on the stove, and Yanni silently went to light the fire.

After my grandfather pickled the fish, he drove Yanni out of the stove: "Little child, go play." ”

The dishes cooked by my grandmother will always be the same taste, although she is over 70 years old, her hands and feet are nimble, and her ears and eyes are not dazzling.

Before the food was served, Yanni stood on the stove and ate it. The local chicken raised by my grandmother herself tasted very fragrant, and Yanni gnawed her legs while standing on the stove. It's really happy at my grandmother's house.

By the time the dishes were served, Yanni was almost full. Drink some soup, and then sweep the old juice clean. I can't get up when I lie on a wicker chair.

"Hold on?" Grandpa went to the back room and got a blanket to cover Yanni: "Let's sleep!" ”

Yanni fell asleep in a daze, and from time to time there was the sound of pots and pans hitting each other, and the whispers of her grandparents. Yanni felt like she was back when she was a child.

When I woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Grandma sat at the door peeling peanuts. Yanni carried the gifts, said hello to her grandmother and grandfather, and went to the second and younger uncle's houses.