Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the New Year is coming. The whole Tianshui Village is filled with the joy of the New Year, and the half-grown children are humming folk songs, looking forward to the early arrival of the New Year.

"Twenty-three stoves are in heaven

Twenty-four sweep the house,

Twenty-five pasted windows,

Twenty-six stewed meat,

Twenty-seven slaughtered roosters,

Twenty-eight white-faced hair,

Twenty-nine stickers (Spring Festival couplets),

Thirty families eat dumplings happily......"

"The dumplings of the first day of junior high school,

The face of the second year of junior high school,

The box of the third year of junior high school goes home......"

At the beginning of the new year, the little children in the village who can just walk will stick to the back of the older children and put small whips.

Fifty-one firecrackers, in the home of a boy, no matter whether the days are tight or not, they will buy a hanging for the child.

The children carefully dismantled them one by one, holding a stick of incense in their hands, or inserting it in a pit of earth, or holding it between two bricks.

If you catch a snowdrift, there will be snowflakes after the sound of "swishing".

Because of the cultivation of seed potatoes by jute seeds, Jiang Dawu was commended by the commune. After the affairs in the village were taken care of, Jiang Dawu's mood was also steady.

According to what Jiang Xiaochi said, Song Lao Er sent out all the year-end bonuses to the villagers, and they all had a share more or less, and no one did not say that Song Lao Er was open.

They are all partnership transactions, Song Chengjiang and Dawu are all affordable people, and they directly said that it was the idea of Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi, and the two of them fell full of money in the village.

Jiang Xiaochi prepared the New Year's goods early, and before she entered the New Year, she ate the earliest New Year's chew (New Year's goods).

The snow in the Northeast is heavy, the natural refrigerator, the water tank and the snowdrift can freeze the hard goods.

Wang Tofu grows up in his daughter's house in the city all the year round, and no one in Sweetwater Village can do it except Wang Tofu, and the villagers are hungry for tofu.

Finally, there was a tofu grinder in the village, not to mention, some came to pull one and some came to two boards.

Grinding tofu and walking through the streets and alleys, there is no village that he does not enter, and now Tianshui Village is famous again in various villages.

This village is rich, people talk about tofu, and they buy tofu in their village!

The tofu bought by the family can't be eaten for a while, so it's frozen outside the house, and when it's cold, stew a bowl of cabbage and stew tofu, which is warmer than anything you eat. If you can, add some pork belly and it will be more delicious than anything else.

The natural refrigerator can not only freeze tofu, frozen pears, frozen persimmons, frozen apples, what you want to freeze.

Jiang Xiaochi's chicken coop laid laying hens just off the shelves, four chickens for five yuan, the neighboring village heard the movement and rushed to Tianshui Village, for fear that it would be too late to buy it.

Who knew that when I arrived in Sweetwater Village, I didn't even look at a single chicken feather.

"Why is this rich?!" Sweetwater Village's reputation for being rich adds another magical color.

The New Year pays attention to killing pigs. In previous years, it was good for a few families in a village to kill pigs. But what is a pig this year, Tianshui Village is killing pigs this year, the two families with fewer people share one, and those with more people will kill one.

Like Jiang Xiaochi, who wants to give something to others, one head is not enough, and he kills three.

I left enough for my own family, and gave half of each to Liu Yun and Tong Xi's family, and even Tian Hua's family in the front yard also sent half of it.

Sometimes even if Wang Yuzhu wants to make a stumbling block for Jiang Xiaochi, for the sake of food, he can't help but stutter.

Whether Jiang Lanying or Jiang Xiaotang will go to work, even if they are reluctant, they have to give some face.

Jiang Dawu Guo Zhiyou took out the neighbors left and right, no matter whether you killed pigs at home or not, Jiang Xiaochi never pulled any of them.

Pick the fat and thick ones, no one does not say that the two small two mouthfuls are open, and those who receive the small two mouthfuls of pork feel that the thief has a face.

The roots of Song Lao's angry teeth in the backyard are itchy. Why? In addition to the New Year's money that should be given, Song Lao Er didn't even send some pig blood neck.

But who is to blame for this? That bit of family affection has long been ruined by Song Laozhuan and his family.

When Aunt Song saw that Tianhua's family was divided into half a pig, she couldn't sit still at all.

Why is she Tianhua, when calculating Jiang Xiaochi, doesn't she also have a share? At the end of her body, she became a good person, and she was not a person inside and out.

As soon as Aunt Song was in a bad mood, she scolded in front of the house and behind the house, forgetting how she responded to Song Lao Er in the first place, and tried her best to get him out.

Rural pig killing pays attention to eating pig killing dishes, and invites neighbors and friends who have a good relationship to come over and have a lively meal. You invite me, I invite you, all have a festive meal.

Pig killing dish was originally a kind of stew eaten in the rural areas of Northeast China every year when the New Year was close to the end of the year.

In the past, people did not have the conditions to pay attention to any ingredients and seasonings, but just cut the blood neck of the freshly killed pig into large pieces, boiled them, cut them into large slices and put them in the pot, and then put the processed dried cabbage or sauerkraut in it while cooking.

Add water and seasonings, wait until the meat is cooked, and then pour the filled blood sausage into the pot and cook. When serving, a plate of meat, a plate of sauerkraut, a plate of blood sausage, and some are a combination of the three.

Put some pig blood, and the meat is rotten, this is the essence of killing pigs. But the freshness of pork is also the finishing touch of the pig-killing dish.

A plate of pig-killing vegetables, accompanied by a plate of peanuts, fried fungus, bean sprouts, celery or something, is simple, and the attention is that there are many people and the pork is fresh.

If there is no hospitality, the host will also bring a large bowl of pig-killing dishes, but the most conspicuous thing is the fat meat that stands upright on the soup bowl.

Song Lao's family didn't talk about meat, and Song Lao Er didn't even send a bowl of sauerkraut soup.

On the day of the pig killing, Song Lao Er deliberately turned the tape recorder to the maximum. Jiang Dawu knew what Song Lao Er meant: "Second child, uncle knows that you are holding your breath in your heart, but we are progressive young people, and we can't carry the reputation of unfilial piety." Let people say that you forgot your mother when you have a daughter-in-law, and it was not a girl who was splashed with in the end? ”

Song Lao Er didn't make a sound, Jiang Dawu didn't say anything, who didn't say that Song Lao and his family would make their own losses.

Song Lao Er went out early in the morning, and Jiang Xiaochi went before he got up.

Jiang Xiaochi was woken up by a burst of tractor movements, and when he saw that there was no one around, he thought that Song Lao Er must have driven the tractor into the city.

didn't tell himself beforehand, Jiang Xiaochi felt a little strange.

The road leading to the city from Sweet Water Village is much better, and now it takes an hour to go back and forth from Sweet Water Village to the county seat, how convenient it is.

When the whole family finished washing up and was ready to eat, there was a roar of a tractor, and Song Lao Er rushed back as soon as he opened the courtyard door.

"Who's going to help?" Jiang Xiaochi was in the house and heard Song Lao Er shouting at the gate of the courtyard with his neck pulled.

Jiang Xiaochi went out and saw Song Lao Er moving things into the yard one by one.

Jiang Xiaochi complained: "Isn't it enough to chew at home, why do you still move home." ”

Although he complained, Jiang Xiaochi still felt that there were very few men who cared about the Hu family.

A box of apples, a few hairtails, a large bag of noodles, and a bucket of soybean oil.

Jiang Xiaochi took a look, this is the standard configuration, I don't know whose unit sent the New Year's chew was moved back by Song Laoer.

Jiang Xiaochi: "Where did you come from?" ”

Song Lao Er smiled mysteriously: "From the unit?" ”

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