MTL - Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang-Chapter 75

On the twenty-ninth year of the year, Zhang Fangyuan closed his shop and put up a sign saying that he was out of business. This year, he will be here first.

The New Year’s goods have already been prepared, but before going home today, he still bought some small things in the city, such as pastries and fruits. It’s Chinese New Year, and even put a plate on the dinner. something to give.

He tied a load of things on the horse's back, and he came to the city alone to open a shop, so he didn't give Xiao Hei a cart. Although it was colder to ride the horse, it was very light and fast.

When he went back, he went to the tea shed first, and the shed will be closed tomorrow, so those around who haven't bought all the new year's goods come here to buy some supplements.

Such as soy sauce and vinegar, oil tea, wine, incense candles and firecrackers, etc. In short, his tea shed is like a grocery store, and the villagers are more and more dependent on coming here to buy things, come to ask what is not sold, and urge to buy goods...

When he passed by, it was still lively, a few children pestered the adults to buy some fruit to eat, and Chen Si was still selling meat here.

Although it is said that during the Chinese New Year, many village households will slaughter their own pigs and sell half of them to eat, but that will start in the twelfth lunar month. It is true that very few people will be slaughtered until the two days of the New Year. He had to buy some fresh meat, so Chen Si specially slaughtered a pig and sold it here.

"How is it? Is business going well today?"

"It's okay, almost all sold out." Seeing Zhang Fangyuan come back, Chen Si wiped the pig butcher's knife and put it in the basket, then raised a pig's hind leg from under the chopping board where the pork was placed: "Here, take it." !"

"What is this for?" Zhang Fangyuan didn't pick it up.

"Eat something during the Chinese New Year, a little heart, and save money."

Zhang Fangyuan laughed, knowing what Chen Si meant, and the two of them didn't shirk back and forth like village women. He readily accepted: "Work hard next year, and the business will prosper."

Chen Si laughed happily: "It's only natural."

Zhang Fangyuan was busy a while ago, patronizing the business in the city and didn't bother to ask Chen Si: "You didn't delay the payment for the new house, did you?"

Chen Sidao: "No, the repair is not big, how much can three or five houses cost."

He hired someone to build a house within two months of selling pork. It doesn’t take much to build an adobe house in the village, and it’s fast and easy to use. He and his husband had already moved in during the winter solstice, and life is much cleaner nowadays. , no longer have to quarrel with his sister-in-law every day.

There is a saying that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and pork will sell better this month.

Zhang Fangyuan nodded, everyone is happy when the day is going fast.

After talking with Chen Si, Zhang Fangyuan went into the house again and explained to his second aunt and fourth aunt, and told him to close the door early and go home early, so that tomorrow will be a good New Year.

Zhang Fangyuan rode back to the village with the pork leg Chen Si had given him.

He didn't see anyone at home, so he unloaded his things, and the horse didn't tie it up, allowing him to eat the few fresh grasses in the winter outside the yard casually.

He thought that Xu He had gone to see the progress of the new house again. The new house was actually not that far from the old house. Within a quarter of an hour, he could stand in the yard of the old house and look at the new house from a distance. Now that the foundation has been laid and the walls started to be built, Xu He goes over to keep an eye on it every day.

A big house occupies three mu of land, more than 1,000 square meters of land, so why don't we always go to see how the construction is going? Not only their own family members, but also people who are idle in the village will make an appointment to see their house together.

Everyone sighed, the Zhang family really made money, and they didn't even want the land. If they built such a big house, there would be so many people to live in it. But when I think about it carefully, it's a good thing that I occupy my own land, otherwise I have to spend money to buy the land, and the cost will be even higher.

Everyone is pointing and estimating how much the Zhang family's house will cost to repair.

"It's so wide, and it's not an adobe house, but green bricks, with thick tiles on the roof. At least six or seventy taels of silver!"

"Aunt Wang, there are more than this number of bricks and tiles alone. If they are repaired as a whole, it will cost at least a hundred taels."

A villager who had worked in the kiln couldn't help interjecting.

The woman exclaimed: "Such a lot of money is spent, the Zhang family is really well-off! Is it so profitable to do business these days?"

"It's incredible, it's really incredible."

The woman was amazed and regretted at the same time. When Zhang Fangyuan couldn't find a daughter-in-law, why didn't he allow his little brother and girl to come over? It's a pity that Matchmaker Gan came to the house and said .

And it's not just him, the Hu family is the one who regrets it the most. First, the matchmaker Gan came to the house to say goodbye, but instead of agreeing, she even scolded so badly in front of the fourth aunt, not to mention taking advantage of the marriage. That's right, even if my man wants to come here as a helper, he doesn't have the face to come here, and he blames him to death at home.

A group of village households were active in their minds, trying to find out how to make some kisses and get some benefits.

Zhang Fangyuan turned around here but didn't see Xu He, his fourth uncle said that he came here for a while, as if he was going to dig bamboo shoots. Zhang Fangyuan shook his head helplessly, he really had no time to relax.

Although the winter bamboo shoots are growing these days, it is difficult to dig them. They are delicious and expensive to sell. In the twelfth lunar month, some villagers carried hoes into the bamboo forest to plan bamboo shoots. If you dig flowers, it will be difficult to dig bamboo shoots.

A layman may not be able to dig out the things buried in the soil even if he is busy for a long time. He has to be someone who can watch the growth of bamboo.

"Xu He!"

Zhang Fangyuan yelled when he came to the forest, and a voice came from the forest after a while: "It's on the side of the ditch."

Looking for the sound, Zhang Fangyuan saw the person.

A big one is shoveling around with a hoe, and two small ones are picking up the soil with sticks to find bamboo shoots.

Seeing people coming, Xiao'e and Xiaomao called one cousin and the other called cousin.

"The three of you are not afraid that the blind man will come and take you away."

Xu He said: "It's not in the deep mountains and old forests, and it's all happened many years ago. If Xiong Xiazi still comes, can the bamboo forest here be overturned?"

After saying that, he threw his small **** to Zhang Fangyuan, went to sit on the stone pier with some ferns beside it, took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat. He found that his body was not as agile and capable as before, but he was very tired after working for a while, mainly because he was carrying too many things on his body, and he couldn't walk flexibly.

Zhang Fangyuan went over and touched Xu He's face: "Have you been digging for a long time?"

Xu He slapped Zhang Fangyuan's hand away, glared at him, looked at the two children next to him, and said in a low voice, "Don't teach children bad things."

Zhang Fangyuan said with a smile: "If I wipe your sweat, I will teach the children badly. This is to let them know what kind of husband they should look for in the future."

"I talk nonsense all day long, while digging for bamboo shoots."

Xiaomao and Xiao'e giggled for a while, then went to dig bamboo shoots in the distance.

"It's been a few months, and I still come out to dig bamboo shoots, so I'm not afraid of something bad or bad."

It was a bit difficult for Zhang Fangyuan to hold Xu He's small hoe. Although it was light, it was as light as a juggling toy in his hand. Moreover, the handle of the **** was short, and he had to bend over to use it even though he was tall.

Xu He took a sip of water from the gourd filled with water. The boiled water he poured when he came here has now turned into lukewarm water. He took two sips: "I said before that there are no winter bamboo shoots at home, and I have to eat them during the Chinese New Year. Let you Dig some for me, who told you not to come."

"When did you say you asked me to dig it for you?"

Xu He said: "It's all said and gone. If you don't come, then I will be the only one."

Zhang Fangyuan stuck his waist in: "I've never seen you be so unreasonable."

Xu He raised his eyebrows slightly, and put down the gourd. In winter, there is a lot of rain and the weather is not too big. The river in the bamboo forest has more water, rushing, and in summer, many children come to the river to catch shrimps and move crabs. I can play for a long time, and I can catch a lot of shrimps and crabs, but the crabs here are mountain crabs, not as good as the river crabs sold in the city.

The crabs are beautiful in autumn, and Zhang Fangyuan also brought back a dozen of them from the city. He marinated the crabs in a jar with distiller's grains, salt and vinegar. Many village households may have never eaten these river and sea goods in their entire lives, which is a common pastime on the dinner table of urban people.

"Come here and have a look. We have dug three. How much should we dig?"

When Xu He heard that he had dug it up, he hurried over. There were two fat ones and one small bamboo shoot. They didn't look very good, but they didn't get in the way. They were about to be peeled and ready to eat when they brought them home.

"Tomorrow is enough to cook."

He came early, but only got two small bamboo shoots. Fortunately, Zhang Fangyuan taught him how to dig bamboo in the spring of the year.

"have to."

On New Year's Eve, the village is full of jubilation, and the village is very lively. After the firecrackers in the east of the village are blown up, it is the west end of the village. At noon, there are more firecrackers. Some people eat New Year's dinner at noon, so firecrackers are set off at noon, and those who eat in the evening are set off at night.

Zhang Fangyuan's family ordered breakfast and dinner, and the whole family started to cook in the afternoon. Apart from the four members of his own family, the three members of Zhang Shicheng's family also came to have a reunion dinner this year, which was more lively. Originally, he also called Zhang Fangyuan his uncle, but Zhang Shixin's family couldn't come, saying that his two cousins ​​finally came back for the New Year, so they had a reunion at home.

Zhang Fangyuan is happy and at ease.

The afternoon was lively and busy, the men were responsible for killing chickens, ducks and fish, the women cleaned the vegetables and prepared the ingredients, and Xu He was in charge of the cooking.

A big rooster was killed at home. Zhang Fangyuan grabbed a handful of straw and burned the finely shredded feathers after cleaning the hair. The chicken was smelly from the straw. He patted the fat chicken and brought it in for Xu He.

After the rooster is cleaned, it is not chopped up. The whole thing is boiled in a pot, and when it is formed, it is picked up again, and a large piece of square bacon is placed in a basin. According to tradition, incense candle money paper is taken to sacrifice to the ancestors of the Bodhisattva. .

Zhang Fangyuan cut half a radish pier and put it on the window, put a lit joss stick in it, tore some money paper and burned it, and then he chanted and invited the Stove King God to come to dinner, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new year, and welcome the new year auspiciously.

This was something that Zhang Fangyuan’s parents would have done when they were alive. Later, the family was deserted. He occasionally stayed in the village. He was the last person to go home during the Chinese New Year. The whole family was reunited, and his house was deserted. , the whole room is full of traces of the lively life in the past, how can it not make people feel hurt.

Last year, the house was cold and cold, and he still went to his fourth uncle's house to eat the New Year's dinner. In a blink of an eye, his own family has also become a lively New Year. He is more active than before, buying everything, buying everything, and wishing to fill the family. Full.

For the first time, Xu He didn't say anything about him. After thinking about it, he knew that it was not easy for him to be alone in the past. The first year of the couple was naturally as lively as possible.

"The Stove Lord eats and drinks to his heart's content, and bless our family to prosper, and my husband to live safely..."

Xu He kicked someone beside him: "Who said to ask the Stove Lord about this matter, but I can't control that much."

Zhang Fangyuan said: "Then who to ask, go to the temple to ask Guanyin?"

"Ah Yuan, look at your stupidity, I'm going to ask the ancestors of your old Zhang family to bless you." Mrs. He walked in and couldn't help laughing when she saw Zhang Fangyuan begging the Kitchen God to protect her pregnancy.

Zhang Fangyuan said: "Then I'll bring more joss sticks, money paper, and two jugs of wine and good food to visit the graves of the ancestors and parents."

When Zhang Shiyue came in, she saw the National People's Congress carrying things in a small basin, and said with a smile, "This child."

Later in the day, the sky was gray, and the big table made of two square tables was covered with large plates and small bowls of vegetables, which were very rich.

Stewed chicken vermicelli, winter bamboo shoots and cured pork ribs, Mrs. Song's fish soup, distiller's lees duck, and boiled distiller's lees crab... Big dishes and side dishes, chicken, duck and fish that are common on the dining table of ordinary people are all put together and served on the table today. Hot dishes and cold dishes, stir-fried dishes The stewed and stewed ones are all ready.

Zhang Fangyuan also opened the big wine brought back from the city, and opened a pot with Zhang Shicheng.

At the middle of the meal, Zhang Fangyuan took out the fireworks he had bought when it was dark, and Xu He also distributed lucky money to Xiaomao and Xiao'e.

This year I only pay for it, but next year the Zhang family will give the little boy lucky money when they come to be the elders.