Since today is Sunday, everyone gets up late, and Jiang Yan is naturally no exception.

When you open the door, you will see a white expanse.

It's snowing.

The goose-feather snow was still falling, and a thick layer had accumulated in the yard. Originally, Jiang Yan wanted to call Jiang Sirui out, but he didn't call him because it was too late yesterday.

Jiang Yan found a broom and swept out an aisle, otherwise it would not be possible to sweep the broom if the people went back and forth.

After packing up a way and putting down the tools in his hand, He Yuzhu walked out of the kitchen.

"Boss, I'm still thinking I'll sweep it after eating! You quickly put down the meal, and I'll sweep it after eating. ”

"What to eat this morning." I asked a little more.

"Yesterday, it wasn't Da Mao who brought back a few pairs of sheep into the water, and there was a sheep skeleton, so I thought that this day was the most suitable for drinking haggis soup, so I made haggis soup, baked cakes, and after a while, we will make haggis soup cakes."

Hearing He Yuzhu say this, Jiang Yan's saliva was about to flow out, this rainy day is the best match for haggis soup.

When Jiang Yan and He Yuzhu were chatting, the courtyard next door was also busy, and the bangs that got up early were sweeping with a broom, and the small broken steps were very rhythmic, and the fat body followed the flickering and wandering, looking at it from a distance, it was like a tumbler, which looked a little funny.

After sweeping for a while, as soon as Liu Haizhong looked up, he saw that Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, was taking Yi Xiaolong to sweep the snow there, thinking about his two unlucky children, he would not be angry.

He put down the tools in his hand and went to the small room where the brothers lived, and knocked on the door with his fist.

"Guangtian, Guangfu, don't sleep, get up quickly, everyone Xiaolong is up, you two are too embarrassed to sleep lazy as elder brothers, get up quickly."

It seemed that the voice in the bangs was loud, and the other people in the courtyard who were still hiding in the quilt also got up one after another, picked up their tools and began to sweep the snow in front of their doors.

Jia Zhangshi scolded and Jia Dongxu walked out of the room, also holding tools in their hands.

Now she doesn't dare to shake her face with her daughter-in-law, but sometimes she scolds Huai, and she has been even busier since her daughter-in-law became pregnant again.

Yan Bugui in the front yard was clearing the snow with his family. The small area is neatly divided. No one is too much, no one is too little, and the main thing is fairness.

However, after sweeping for a while, Yan Bugui straightened up and rubbed his waist, thought about it for a while, and then beckoned Yan Jiekuang, "Xie Kuang, help your father sweep the snow, and give you an extra pickle in a while." ”

Hearing this, Yan Jiekuang ran over and swept up.

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Milky white haggis soup, add a spoonful of chili peppers, put some green onions in the green onions, make two halves of garlic when you eat garlic, and add the burned, oily scallion pancakes, on this cold day, a bowl of haggis soup is drunk and warmed from the stomach to the body, this day Jiang Yan actually ate a sweat.

"Whew", Jiang Yan put down the empty bowl and let out a long breath, and then a full burp came out.

"Brother Jiang Yan, I can't get tired of drinking this haggis soup every day, my brother doesn't have this skill." After eating, He Yushui spoke.

His words caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Hearing his sister's words, He Yuzhu's heart rolled his eyes, and he still wanted to drink every day, what kind of family is this! Not to mention the rest, the scallion pancake I made in the morning used a month's ration of oil for three people, and I originally wanted to make Erhe noodles, but the boss used all white noodles, and now it's okay, and the small five catties of noodles are gone.

"It's impossible to drink it often, we can drink it every once in a while, Da Mao didn't take back so many pairs of sheep to go into the water, and it can be put away in the cold weather." The old lady was also satisfied with today's haggis soup, put down the bowl and said.

"However, I said the pillar, let's not burn scallion pancakes in the future, it's too oil-intensive, it's delicious to get some flatbread bubbles, you can also have mutton soup wotou, eat this all-white scallion pancake It costs not to mention the oil, but also the noodles."

Jiang Yan heard the old lady's words and said directly: "Grandma, it's okay, I put twenty catties of soybean oil in the kitchen last time!" We are not short of oil, we are not short of white flour, I haven't received it this month! You are old and eat whole grains that are not easy to digest. ”

"That's it, old lady, a few of us have a lot of food every month, and you will be old in the future! Don't eat whole grains. Xu Damao also said with an excuse.

This is your sentence, I sentence, directly give the old lady's future food, whether the old lady accepts it or not, there will be no share of coarse grain in the future.

After a full meal, He Yushui and several of their female generals cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Jiang Yan lay down on the sofa and hung a cigarette, which was quite comfortable.

The female generals who came back from washing the dishes and chopsticks were listening to the radio around the old lady, and Xu Damao was shouting and taking He Yuzhu to play upgrades.

It feels good to listen to the sounds of frolicking in the house and watch the snow outside.

"Brother Jiang Yan, aren't you going out?" He Yushui knocked the melon seeds and said boringly.

Jiang Yan, who was also bored, looked outside, the snow had stopped, and the weather was good, and said, "Let's go, my brother will take you to fishing." ”

Hearing about fishing, He Yushui's eyes lit up instantly. A few people who were playing cards next to them also put down the cards in their hands.

"It's like, how nice it is to go fishing this day."

"Let's go together."

"Adjust to the fish, let's eat the iron pot stew fish at night."

said to go, Jiang Yan asked Jiang Sirui, she disliked the cold and didn't want to go out, Jiang Yan was not reluctant, Xu Damao and they had already taken out the fishing rod and brought the bucket.

The group got on their bikes and walked out of the courtyard. Their bikes are all modified, and they have just snowed and the roads are slippery, so they ride very carefully.

Jiang Yan didn't ride his nephew either, riding this thing was a bit of a sin on this day, so he got on Jiang Sirui's bicycle with He Yushui behind him.

Speaking of the fishing holy land of the old Sijiu City, it is none other than the Changchun Bridge, which is known as "Changchun Fishing".

This "Changchun" is not the one in the northeast, but the Changchun Bridge located in the blue indigo factory in the west of the city, and the Qingshui River that flows under the bridge is the Qingshui River sung in the minor key.

At this time, the Changchun Bridge has not been demolished, and a large number of fishing enthusiasts take root here every day.

But it's really far away from Jiang Yan, otherwise I have to see it.

The place I went to today was the east moat near Dongzhimen.

When Jiang Yan arrived, the river was already full of fishermen, adults and children. Three to five meters away, there is an ice cave, where most people sit quietly with homemade fishing rods, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

At this time, the Sijiu City was much colder than later generations, with an average of about 10 degrees cold, and it could reach minus 15 or 6 degrees, and the ice surface was frozen.

Jiang Yan took He Yushui and walked on the ice cautiously. If you're not careful, there are too many holes, and if you accidentally fall down, it's a lot of fun.

Finding a place with a little less people, the few of them stopped.

Fishing can't be piled up, how can a hole put so many hooks, so a few of them are fifty meters away from each other.

(End of chapter)