Shu Guoqiang put the big rooster that had been killed into a back basket in the kitchen, and then shouted to Niu Chunhua, who was bending down to wash vegetables: "Chunhua, the chicken is killed." ”

Niu Chunhua glanced up at the big rooster that had begun to stiffen, and nodded slightly: "Okay, you go and kill the fish too." ”

Shu Nuan led Shu Zheming to stand next to him, watching all this quietly.

She rarely comes in to the kitchen here, after all, she's only been here a handful of times, let alone into the kitchen here.

The kitchen had been renovated a few years ago, so it was a little different from what she remembered.

In the countryside, the kitchen is almost always the same, and the different places are only a few details.

The biggest difference between this and grandma's kitchen is that there is a stove that burns honeycomb coal.

Honeycomb coal is easy to use, but it costs money to buy it, and some families are reluctant to spend this so-called unjust money, and Wu Huihong is naturally one of them.

Today is the Chinese New Year, and Niu Chunhua's mood is obviously good.

It's just that after Niu Chunhua saw Shu Nuan, not only did she not show displeasure on her face, but she was busy humming a cheerful little song at the same time.

The songs are not necessarily very good, but they are old songs that everyone is familiar with.

Shu Guoqiang had already come to a large wooden basin at this time, stretched out his hand to open the lid on it, and was about to reach out to catch the fish.

Wu Huihong passed by and couldn't help but remind: "Guoqiang, the kitchen is too crowded, you go to the yard to kill fish." ”

"Okay."

Shu Guoqiang had no opinion, brought a knife, brought a wooden basin and walked out of the kitchen.

Shu Nuan and Shu Zheming glanced at each other and followed one after the other.

The kitchen wasn't very big in the first place, but now it's crowded with several people, and it's hard for her to squeeze in. Plus she's a wounded, so it's better not to make trouble for these few.

The courtyard area of Shu's side is quite large, although the fence is not high, but it is an adobe wall, and the courtyard gate is also a wooden door, in order to prevent the wooden door from being too easy to be corroded by rain, a beam is also built on it to keep out the rain.

Shu Guoqiang reached out and grabbed the gills of the big grass carp, and then hit the head of the fish with the back of the knife.

A moment ago, he was still full of energy, and the big grass carp that struggled non-stop suddenly stiffened, and then he stopped moving.

Subsequently, Shu Guoqiang took a knife, scraped the fish scales numbly, and disemboweled.

When the time reached almost eleven o'clock, the kitchen was still stir-frying, but in the hall there were a few people kneeling and worshipping their ancestors to incense.

Shu Nuan doesn't know what the situation is like in other villages, but in this village, it is a tradition to burn incense to his ancestors on the day of the Chinese New Year.

After placing the tribute, the family took turns burning incense and kowtowing to their ancestors.

There is no complicated process, just burning paper money and clothing paper, while talking about family affairs, asking ancestors to bless their family with a smooth next year.

The closer it was to 12 o'clock at noon, the more firecrackers sounded one after another.

Shu He returned home at half past eleven, and at this time the things that should be prepared were almost ready, and the ancestors had already finished worshipping.

Shu Guoqiang was obviously very unhappy that Shu He came back so late today, but considering that today is the Chinese New Year, he just simply educated two sentences.

Shu He's face was full of disapproval, and he turned around and went directly into his room to sleep.

Shu Guoqiang looked up in the direction of the kitchen and shouted loudly: "Chunhua, okay, it's going to be twelve o'clock." ”

"Almost."

After Niu Chunhua's response came out of the kitchen, Shu Xue and Shu Rou began to serve the dishes to the large square table in the hall.

After a slight hesitation, Shu Zheming trotted to find his grandmother.

Shu Nuan sat on the bench in the hall and looked at his father standing at the door with a happy expression.

A moment later.

Wu Huihong came out with the food, followed by Shu Zheming.

Wu Huihong put down the cold dish in her hand and shouted to Shu Guoqiang: "Guoqiang, you go and set off firecrackers first, this side will be fine immediately." ”

"Crackling ......"

After the firecrackers sounded, the family closed the door and sat back.

Because the family is also divided into several small groups, it is natural that each speaks its own words.

Only Shu Guoqiang wants to drink in the family, Shu He doesn't dare to drink if he wants to, and the rest don't want to drink.

On the dinner table.

Shu Guoqiang drank the wolfberry ginseng wine that he had brewed for almost a year, with obvious pleasure in his eyes.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Shu Guoqiang, who was already a little drunk, began his own tirade.

"It's getting harder and harder to work now, it's all about moving bricks, and it's not easy to get paid after the project is completed. One of you has grown up, and you are a little more sensible, and I have to worry a little less. ”

"Dad, don't you bother, you say this every year, my ears sound calloused."

Shu He retorted unhappily, and his brows were furrowed.

"Hiccup......

Shu Guoqiang burped, stretched out his palm and slapped the back of Shu He's head heavily.

"Little rabbit, are you starting to dislike your dad and me now? If you don't want to listen to me, you can fight for me. You don't go to school now, and the eldest is not a small person who only knows how to tease cats and dogs everywhere all day long, and doesn't find any work to do. ”

"Dad, I'm only seventeen years old, and I'm still a minor."

Shu He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his current state, and almost all of his friends were in this situation.

Everyone else is playing at this age, so he doesn't want to work hard and get a meager dead wage.

"Seventeen years old is not young, and I went out to wander around at about your age."

Shu Guoqiang sighed leisurely, obviously not very satisfied with Shu He's answer, and then began to slowly recall what happened when he was young.

Older people may like to reminisce about the past, but the others at the table don't feel it resonate.

With no one responding, Shu Guoqiang babbled for a long time, and finally set his eyes on Shu Nuan, who was picking vegetables for his younger brother.

"Warm ......"

As soon as Shu Nuan heard his father call himself like this, he immediately knew that he was preparing to have a long talk with himself.

So, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at his father fixedly.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"Nuan Nuan, do you have any plans for the coming year?"

The wine glass in Shu Guoqiang's hand was still in his hand, looking very serious.

And Shu Nuan answered his plan succinctly: "I want to go outside next year to have a look, and then try to do something by myself, I can't work for others for a long time." ”

"Well, there are ideas, like me." Shu Guoqiang nodded, and after taking a sip of the wine, he continued to chatter: "You have grown up, your father and I are old, and I will rely on you to support my old age in the future, you have to work hard, I can also provide for the elderly in advance......"