Chapter 1 Wu Qi Xiao Yuan is busy with festivals
Zhao Zhengchun only wore a white shirt, and Xiao Yuan tried on a straight shirt for him, waited for him to wear sleeves and shoulders, closed the placket and smoothed it, and then picked up the leather belt ring to tie his waist.
His face is calm and does not show joy and anger, let him serve, the two phases have never been close, the bottom of her eyes floats from time to time with the black and shiny bun of oil pine, she is not thin, her chest is full, her waist is thin, her buttocks are pretty, and her thick eyes will hook her soul, this little woman is full of grace.
Zhao Zhengchun coughed lightly, and his cheeks turned dark red.
Xiao Yuan retreated to the side, the old lady was full of praise, Zhao Yuan pulled him to the dressing mirror to take a photo, and said with a smile: "Brother wears this dress, he is more and more elegant, do you like it?" ”
Zhao Zhengchun saw Xiao Kite's silhouette in the mirror, and he didn't say he liked it or didn't like it, he just pursed the corners of his mouth and said nothing.
The old lady left them to eat together at noon, and when the meal was over, the four of them kowtowed and were rewarded with silver money, so they were allowed to leave the house and come back after the Lantern Festival.
Xiao Yuan walked out of the gate of Zhao's mansion, suddenly heard someone calling her behind her, turned her head to see that it was Zhao Zhengchun's boy, the boy took out a bulging purse from his sleeve and stuffed it to her, only to say that it was rewarded by the eldest master, turned around and ran away.
Xiao Kite weighed the weight, smiled, pulled into his sleeves, and walked briskly along the street to his home, all the way to the door gods, hanging peach charms everywhere.
The children were in groups of three or five, playing with the guns, crackling, bluffing, bluffing, I don't know whose yellow dog was running around, and stopped to watch from afar.
Xiao Yuan passed by the downtown and saw a fresh shop selling hairtail fish, a silver white as long as a belt, wide and thick, the tail up and down in front of the shop, but there were few buyers, this is a specialty of the south, Beijing people are not accustomed to its fishy atmosphere.
Xiao Yuan asked the price, it was not cheap, she bargained for a long time, went to a penny, she gritted her teeth and bought the next one, passed by the white lees shop that sold grain, and bought a can of white lees (rice wine lees) and planned to go back to steam the sake lees fish to eat.
Passing by the butcher's shop, she asked the butcher to cut a side of meat, sent a few large bones, and then she bought chickens, ducks, vegetables and vegetables.
Carrying it home, I heard the sound of the latch when I arrived at the door, Sister Rong showed a smile and shouted happily: "Sister A, sister." ”
Yan Liangxia followed her awkwardly, dressed in Brother Yun'er's clothes, hanging loosely on her body, Xiao Yuan glared at him: "Don't come to help carry it yet." ”
People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. Yan Liangxia took the chicken and duck meat and carried it to the kitchen.
Xiao Yuan entered the hall and couldn't help but be stunned, the ground was covered with oiled paper, there was half a piece of fresh pig, two large pickled fish, four chickens and ducks, ten boxes of crispy pastries, rice and flour and oil sauce, and a brocade box.
She asked Uncle Zhao who sent it, but Uncle Zhao didn't know, and he saw it at the door early in the morning.
Xiao Yun came down from upstairs with the Chunsheng strip he wrote and the door god he painted, handed it to Zhao Bo to post, and said with a smile: "I also said that it was sent by Shangshu Mansion." ”
Xiao Yuan shook his head, vaguely remembering himself, thinking about it for a moment and feeling impossible, so he put his mind down for the time being.
It is obviously Chinese New Year's Eve, she has to be busy preparing for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, although there are only three siblings, plus Yan Sheng, who is not leaving, she must also have a good life for the New Year, and she must not be sloppy.
Wash the hairtail, cut it into sections, add sake lees and marinate, boil a basin of hot water and bring it to the eaves, wipe the neck of the chicken, drip half a bowl of blood, and then throw it into the basin with his legs and roll the hair.
Cut the cake into more than a dozen small pieces, Sister Rong ate it with relish, stuffed a piece in Sister A's mouth, and then gave it to her brother and Uncle Zhao, and finally took it to Yan Liangxia: "Brother Yan eats." ”
Hum! He tossed the cut cake into his mouth.
This is exactly what it is:
Every household is happy to celebrate the New Year, and tomorrow will pass each other and ask for the New Year.
I would like to advise the world to wish each other, but I hope that this year will be better than the old year.
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