Floating Clouds - (22)
In winter, a notice was received.
Jiang Zhidong and Qi Xiaoyu's notice is to enter this small village one after the other, Jiang Zhidong is the same as in his previous life, he was admitted to the best school in Shang'an City, and Qi Xiaoyu may be lucky or blessed by her ancestors, she was admitted to a teacher college in Shang'an City.
News like this was enough to drive her crazy.
She couldn't wait to tell everyone out loud that she was in, that she really was.
She took the notice and showed it to him in front of Little Potato, and she didn't care if he understood it or not, or if he understood it or not.
"Little potato, mom got in, mom got in!"
As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
It's tears of joy.
Jiang Zhidong stood in front of the door with the notice and looked at his wife and children, with a big smile on his face.
The news quickly spread to the Qi family, Lin Ya was very happy, and rushed to his son-in-law's house with a daughter-in-law and grandchildren, and as soon as he entered the door, he didn't forget to take his daughter's admission notice and look at it, look at it!
Sitting on the big kang, happy music blossomed.
"Hey, our old Qi family is also a cultural person!"
"yes. ”
The eldest daughter-in-law of the Qi family is very happy for her sister-in-law.
"In the future, there will be more and more cultural people in our family!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you have to study like your aunt and uncle, and you will be admitted to college in the future to win glory for our family and fly out of this poor mountain nest!"
Lin Ya opened her mouth and looked at her grandchildren, all of whom were married to her, and they were all named after agricultural products.
In the evening, Xiaoyu was happy, to make a delicious meal to invite her mother's family to eat, she raised several laying hens, directly killed one, and raised a few ducks, also killed one, two sisters-in-law to help take it to the river to disembowel and wash it.
The little potatoes were taken by his cousins and cousins to play in the courtyard of the Jiang family, and Jiang Zhidong opened the cellar and took out a bag of sweet potatoes and a bag of potatoes.
The children were clamoring to eat sweet potatoes, Jiang Zhidong washed the sweet potatoes, and used a knife to peel off the skin little by little and gave it to several children to eat raw.
Sweet, not bad.
Xiaoyu picked a handful of vegetables in the backyard, but Lin Ya went home, took a handful of paper and a box of matches at home, and went to the field to call his own man to go to the grave of the ancestor of the Qi family.
The white smoke rolls up with the winter wind in a circle, on the mountain, there are many towering trees, the temperature here is low, Lin Ya walked on the mountain road and still had some fine sweat on his body, and he was not afraid of the cold at all.
She said happily, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, our Xiaoyu has been admitted to university, and our son-in-law has also been admitted to university, we are here to tell you the second elder, and we will also make you happy." ”
With that, she bent down and continued to add paper.
"I want to bless the two children to study outside, healthy and healthy, and go smoothly!"
Father Qi stood behind her, smiling.
In the evening, I went to my son-in-law's house, Xiaoyu's eldest brother came out with her admission letter, and Qi's father touched Xiaoyu's admission letter, and he was very happy!
also opened his mouth to encourage his two sons to take the exam too, Xiaoyu's eldest brother and second brother shook their heads and said with a smile, they have long forgotten what they have learned before.
In the evening, everyone had a lively meal, this time it was more joyful than last time, it was different from taking the exam, Lin Ya played a lot of wine, and everyone on the table drank a lot except for the children.
The lights were dim, it was very lively, and on the wine table, Xiaoyu hugged the child and smiled happily.
On the second day, the village party secretary came to Jiang's house to congratulate Jiang Zhidong and Qi Xiaoyu on being admitted to university, and he came to ask Jiang Zhidong for help.
Yesterday, the village committee discussed and prepared to invite Jiang Zhidong, who was admitted to Shang'an University, to give the test questions, hold an exam, and openly and fairly compete with the substitute teachers of the village primary school.
Anyone can sign up to participate, and look at the results to see the trial recruitment.
It was already very cold when the results came out.
The first place in the exam was a woman in the village who had attended high school and had good grades that year.
When the candidates tried to talk about the topic, the villagers went to watch, and Jiang Zhidong and the students went to listen to the lecture and score.
The place of substitute teacher in the village primary school finally fell on her.
With such a result, the villagers were quite convinced.
Time flies quickly, and the New Year is coming soon.
The people in the village are basically preparing for the New Year, and the Qi family killed a pig that had been raised for a year.
The slaughter of pigs at home was very lively, and Lin Ya boiled a large pot of hot water early.
When the pig was killed and his daughter-in-law was dealt with, Qi Xiaoyu and Jiang Zhidong also came over to help.
The little potatoes were taken to the backyard by their cousins to play, and the children couldn't see anything too bloody, and the adults didn't want them to see it.
After processing the pork, Lin Ya made a table of sumptuous dishes at noon, stir-fried pork liver, hot and sour pork intestine, pork blood soup with green onions, and fried Chinese cabbage.
The children eat happily, the adults eat and drink freely, I don't know if it is a custom in the village, every year during the New Year, every household has a pig, will be killed or sold before the year.
Before finishing dinner and leaving, Qi Xiaoyu and her mother bought 10 catties of pork, ready to eat for the New Year, and they could also make a few pieces of bacon.
On the 28th day of the lunar month, Jiang Zhidong posted door paintings and Spring Festival couplets at home, which were couplets written in red letters with a brush to add a festive atmosphere to the festival.
Qi Xiaoyu cut the window flowers, cut some mascots, and asked her husband to paste them with good wishes.
Jiang Zhidong had just used a brush to dip the sticky paste made of glutinous rice to paste the window grille, and outside the courtyard was an old man who sold a portrait of the God of Wealth, this old man would come to the village every year, and everyone was used to it.
Jiang Zhidong pasted the window flowers, walked outside the courtyard, the old man smiled and said this auspicious word, took the portrait of the God of Wealth to him, Jiang Zhidong took it, gave him five cents, and the old man smiled and left.
The portrait of the God of Wealth was printed on a very thin piece of oiled paper, and he took it back and pasted it on the door of the hall.
The Spring Festival, with a long history, is also the most solemn and lively traditional festival, during the Spring Festival, it is lively and festive, and there are many activities, such as removing the old cloth and the new, welcoming the jubilee blessing, worshiping the gods and ancestors, praying for a good year, etc.
Jiang Zhidong's family is not here, so some cumbersome interests are saved.
The day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is Chinese New Year's Eve.
At the end of the year, when the family had dinner, Jiang Zhidong set off firecrackers in the courtyard at the door, and Qi Xiaoyu held the child and covered the child's ears tightly.
The meal is hearty, and there must be a fish, which means that there is more than enough every year.
While eating and eating, the neighbors' and other people's cannons rang out again and again, and some of the wanderers who were wandering far away had already arrived home and were having a reunion dinner with their families.
At night, the headlights of the hall were always on, and in the middle of the night, as soon as the morning came, the firecrackers sounded, Jiang Zhidong lit the firecrackers outside and went back to sleep in the room, and the little potato was woken up and looked at his father who closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
"Another year has passed, happy new year. ”
Qi Xiaoyu had already woken up, and the sound of firecrackers was going off outside, and she couldn't sleep for a while.
"Happy New Year, a new year is coming. ”
Qi Xiaoyu nodded.
She looked at her husband, this man had made her feel a lot more alive since he got the admission letter.