"Little pervert, you dare! See if we don't tear you apart!" the two women said in unison, and at the same time pinched my thighs vigorously, and when they saw me grinning my teeth, they couldn't stop laughing.

"Xiaoyun, Yuyan, why are you smiling so happily?" Yang Yuyan's mother, that is, Yun's sister-in-law's aunt, walked into the door with a big black grass carp in her right hand. "Mother, are you back? Wow, what a big piece of ink grass!" Yang Yuyan stepped out of the roasting barrel and ran happily towards her mother like a fiery red cardinal. Yang Yuyan's mother's name is Hong Meijiao, 35 years old today, and she is a native of Xiangming Mansion in Tianjun County, and belongs to the same mansion as Yuan Yijia, the old hero who pioneered the wasteland. As the name suggests, Hong Mei is beautiful, delicate, dignified and intellectual. Although he has lived in a remote and backward mountain village for a long time, and has given birth to four children, he still maintains an amazing beauty: apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, Qiong nose and pink lips, cherry mouth, bright eyes and bright teeth, a natural faint smile on the chubby face, a pair of black braids hanging down to the calves and stomachs at the back of the head, tall and tall, wearing a patched gray and white cotton jacket and cotton pants, and a pair of light black cotton shoes on his feet, giving people a kind of "clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving" of the pastoral and simple beauty, don't (have) a flavor, extraordinarily sultry. Yang Yuyan took the big grass carp with one hand, and walked to the side of the roast barrel with the other hand holding Hong Meijiao's willow waist, I had already gotten up and stood by the roast keeping, and greeted Hong Meijiao timidly: "Hello Aunt Jiao." Hong Meijiao stepped into the fire bucket and sat down, looked at me and smiled: "Little bird, what are you laughing at just now?" It's that the little bird likes to talk nonsense, saying that he likes girls the most in the private school, saying that there is a little girl named Honghong in the private school who wrote him a love letter: Ah, my reader, you are my sky, I fly freely; Wait for it obediently, and I will marry you in sixty years! It's a laughing man, and if you marry you, you will marry you in sixty years!"

"Yes, little bird, you didn't make up any lies, but you're the smartest baby in our village. Sixty years later, you are seventy or eighty years old, what are you still married? You and Honghong, who will marry whom? You child. "Hong Meijiao made fun of me. I made a bitter face, thinking that it was better to slip away, so as not to talk too much here. So he made an excuse and left the Yang family in a hurry.

In the evening, Yang Yuyan's father, Yang Hu, came to my house and asked my sister and me to go to his house for a Lantern Festival dinner. My sister jumped up, and I followed Uncle Yang, and I was also very happy. Uncle Yang's house faces south and is larger than mine. The hall of my house is four beams and eight pillars, and the hall of his house is six beams and twelve pillars, which is longer, wider and taller than my house. The ground is swept clean, the tables, chairs and stools are neatly placed, the two Eight Immortals table for eating is placed on the east side, the roast barrel is next to the eight immortals table next to the east side of the wooden plank wall, Yun Sister-in-law is holding the baby and sitting on the roast bucket is feeding the baby a spoonful of pork rib soup, and her sister and Yang Yuyan's five-year-old brother Yang Xiaoshi are also sitting on the roast bucket next to her, teasing the baby. I walked over, grabbed one of her waist-length braids with my right hand, and Sister-in-law Yun glanced at me without making a sound. At this time, Yang Yuyan walked towards us with a large porcelain plate full of steamed large grass carp meat, and when she saw me holding a big braid of her cousin, she frowned, and said to me dissatisfiedly: "Little bird, children should work more, and being greedy for play is harmful to your growth and development." Go to the stove room and scoop out the fire crumbs from the stove, put them in a small brazier, and bring them over. Be careful, don't burn your hands!"

"Dead Eighth Mother, she just refuses me to be close to Sister-in-law Yun, and deliberately wants me to do something! Talking doesn't count, I just said in the afternoon that I wouldn't stop Sister-in-law Yun and me. I scolded Yang Yuyan in my heart, and reluctantly let go of the big black, thick and soft braids of the Venerable Master and turned around and walked towards the stove room. Uncle Yang came to him with a large wooden barrel, and the steamed white rice in the wooden barrel was steaming hot, fragrant and fragrant, which aroused people's appetite very much. I walked to the stove room, and at a glance I saw Yang Yuyan's eldest brother and my classmate Yang Dashi shoveling fire chips with a shovel in front of the stove. My brother shoveled fire debris here, and he deliberately supported me to come over. Aunt Jiao, who was making fragrant tea for her ancestors, saw me and said with a smile: "Little bird, you are a guest, go to the hall to accompany your sister-in-law Yun and the baby." I don't want you to help me with the stove. Still the aunt was polite to people, and I happily agreed, "Okay." He turned around and returned to Sister-in-law Yun, and deliberately smiled at Yang Yuyan: "Sister Yuyan, your mother said that I am a distinguished guest, so I will wait for you!" Yang Yuyan came over to pinch me, but I hurriedly dodged it. She lowered her voice and scolded: "Stinky boy, you still want me to serve, and tomorrow will see how I clean you up." He turned around and returned to the stove to continue serving the food. Two minutes later, the dishes and rice were all served, and the offerings to the ancestors such as fragrant tea, mochiba, raw tofu, and root incense were also served, and they waited for Uncle Yang to set off firecrackers to start the banquet.

Uncle Yang took out a firecracker flatbread from his bedroom, tore open the red wrapping paper, pulled out a lead, and put it on the ground. After the sound of firecrackers stopped, Sister-in-law Yun took the baby from the stove room back to the stove bucket and sat down, and when Uncle Yang took out the firecrackers, Sister-in-law Yun took the baby to the stove room. Seeing Sister-in-law Yun sit down, I also happily walked over and sat on the Arhat chair next to her fire bucket. Before the butt was hot, Yang Yuyan came over, and she pinched the soft flesh on my waist with her right hand, and said to Aunt Jiao unhurriedly: "Mother, let Brother Xiaoniao sit on your right hand, right?

"Yes, yes, little bird, sit down. Auntie pointed to the right of her seat and beckoned to me. I was very annoyed in my heart, but it was not good to have a seizure, and I had to endure being pinched by Yang Yuyan. I quietly walked to the right hand side of Aunt Jiao, that is, the seat opposite Sister-in-law's table and sat down, Yang Yuyan's eldest brother Yang Dashi's second brother Yang Ershi sat down next to me in turn, my sister and Yang Yuyan sat next to Sister-in-law Yun who was holding the baby in turn, and Yang Hu and Aunt Jiao took their five-year-old son Yang Xiaoshi to sit on the upper seat. The dining table is made up of two Eight Immortal Tables placed together in the north and south directions, and the three families of ten people sit on the north, east and west sides, which is not crowded at all, but looks very spacious.