The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Wang Sheng put down his pen and scanned the "Three Character Classic" from front to back to check whether there were any errors or omissions. Fortunately, there were no problems.
As soon as the papers were folded and pressed with wooden blocks, Wang Wenqiu was heard shouting: "Da Ya, is this okay?"
"No, go to the left. Click."
"What about this?"
Wang Wenqiu took the couplet and moved it to the left.
"Move to the right, Daddy."
Wang Jingjing squinted her eyes and considered it for a moment before giving her own advice again.
"Is this so?"
"Down a little, Daddy."
Wang Sheng stepped forward, touched Wang Jingjing's little head, and got My sister slapped me.
"Brother!"
"Dad, that's it, no need to go down."
Wang Sheng stepped forward to direct Wang Wenqiu, and finally posted the couplet into .
He took the paste in Wang Wenqiu's hand and waved his hand, "Dad, go to the market to buy the items that mother told you. I will paste the rest."
Wang Jingjing Holding red paper with the word "福" written all over it, the brother and sister followed Wang Sheng from inside to outside, pasting it all over the front and back of the house, even the old trees in their yard that did not bear fruit.
After the brother and sister finished their work and cleaned up the courtyard, Wang Wenqiu happened to come back.
This time Wang Wenqiu brought back not only a small piece of meat, but also a fish. The fish was very alive, and it was shaking its body desperately, trying to escape from Wang Wenqiu's clutches.
"Daddy, fish!"
Wang Jingjing exclaimed and ran to Wang Wenqiu to look at the fish carefully.
Wang Wenqiu was soaked all over, and it looked like he had gone to catch fish in the river. It's just that the last two days have been freezing cold, and there are few fish and shrimps in winter. I don't know how long he has been soaking in the river.
Wang Sheng was thinking about something, but he quickly took out a sweat towel from his room.
"Dad, wipe yourself and go change clothes."
Wang Sheng took the fish and meat from Wang Wenqiu's hand and told him to change clothes to avoid catching a cold.
"Jingjing, take this piece of meat to the kitchen and give it to your mother. I'll get a small basin and put this fish in the water to prevent it from dying and we won't be able to eat fresh fish tomorrow." It's fish."
Wang Jingjing took the straw rope and quickly went to the kitchen with the piece of meat, while Wang Sheng stayed in the yard to process the fish.
The water quality for fish farming should not be too turbid, and water must be drawn again.
Wang Sheng took his own wooden bucket and went out to get some water. This well is forty or fifty steps away from the door of my house. It is located under an old locust tree, and its dark green leaves have not changed with the arrival of winter. The well is surrounded by high barriers to prevent pedestrians from falling in.
This well does not have anyWang Sheng looked at the well without knowing how many feet deep it was. He decided to fetch water in small amounts and many times. If he accidentally fell or the barrel fell into the well, he would lose more than he gained. It didn't take much effort to go back and forth. .
Liu Zhaoxing was handling the food in the kitchen.
She washed the muddy meat pieces she brought back and soaked them in water. She took out the ground flour and added a little salt to it. She stirred it evenly, then put it in warm water and took out her chopsticks. Stir the flour into strips, then knead the dough with your hands. Knead for a moment. When the dough forms into a ball, you can set it aside and wait for it to blend.
At this time, the meat pieces soaked in the water can be washed and fished out again.
She first divided the pieces of meat into large and small pieces with a knife. She picked out the fat from the large pieces and put them aside to be fried into oil later, while the lean meat was chopped into pieces. Minced meat for making dumplings.
After processing these pieces of meat, take out the dough and roll it out with a rolling pin.
"Should this meat be minced?"
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After Wang Wenqiu changed his clothes, he came to the kitchen and asked, seeing that Liu Zhaoxing was unable to do anything at all.
"Yes, you take it to the courtyard and chop it up before bringing it in. Look at her. She woke up this morning and sneezed. I'm afraid she will catch a cold."
Liu Zhaoxing arranged everything in an orderly manner, and the dough under his hands had turned into dumpling wrappers.
When Wang Sheng came back from his work, the three members of his family were gathered around the stone table. There were dumpling fillings, dumpling wrappers and other items on the table. He washed his hands and joined in the activity of making dumplings. .
It’s just that the dumplings made by myself and the dumplings made by Wang Jingjing are both called the two ugly ones in the family. In Liu Zhaoxing’s words, they are not afraid that the two of them will not be able to eat the dumplings made by themselves. Tonight we had dumplings, three for each person.
Wang Sheng ate the dumplings he made and thought to himself, don’t tell me, they look ugly, but they taste good.
At this time, he decisively ignored that he only did the work of wrapping the stuffing into the skin.
The next day, before Wang Sheng woke up, his neighbors started setting off firecrackers.
Some people eat early just to rush to reunite with their parents and elders elsewhere. It's okay if it's a neighboring village. You only need to finish your meal at noon and then rush there with your wife and kids. Some villages have to be climbed over a mountain to reach, so you need to have an early meal.
These people are all people with foreign surnames who moved to Wangjia Village for various reasons. People who originally lived in Wangjia Village do not have such troubles. They only need to get up in the morning to prepare, and the family gathers around them in the evening. Enjoy dinner in one place.
The sunset reflects the clear sky, and the birds in the sky return to their nests.
"You go and ask your mother to come to the house for dinner?"
Liu Zhaoxing counted the time and suggested that he would probably have the reunion dinner at home.
After all, this is the first year after the family separation. It doesn’t make sense to cook and eat at home without inviting the elderly to dine.
Wang Wenqiu responded, hurried away, and then hurried back.
"My mother said she would not come to our house for dinner. She was holding Zaozao at the second brother's house."
Liu Zhaoxing did not force it, but packed some food and asked Wang Wenqiu to send it to the second brother's house. With complete filial piety.
"This is the New Year's money given to you by your mother."
When Wang Wenqiu came back, he reached out and handed Wang Sheng a penny. The penny, which was not wrapped in red paper, was exposed in the air. , It’s not the case if Wang Sheng accepts it, it’s also not the case if he doesn’t accept it.
Wang Wenqiu put it directly into Wang Sheng's hand and said, "I'll give you the milk, just take it."
After that, he sat down and prepared to use his chopsticks to eat.
Wang Jingjing still stared at Wang Wenqiu with her eyes open. He didn't respond and picked up his chopsticks to take a few bites of rice.
"Let's eat. After dinner, I'll give you a big red envelope."
Today is New Year's Eve. The expression on Liu Zhaoxing's face was unpredictable. He endured it and took a sip. Fish soup, then he started to persuade.
"Jingjing, here."
Wang Sheng looked at Wang Jingjing's expression. After finishing the reunion dinner, while Wang Wenqiu went to set off firecrackers and Liu Zhaoxing arranged the dishes, he stood up. Returned to his cabin.
He folded the unused red paper into a square bag and stuffed the penny he just got into it.
"Brother, did you give it to Jingjing?"
The corners of Wang Jingjing's mouth curled up, her eyes widened, and she looked at the red paper in her hand in disbelief.
"Yeah, take it apart and take a look."
The corners of Wang Sheng's mouth also curved slightly.
"Every year from now on, as long as my brother is still in this world, Jingjing will not have to worry about the new year's money."
"I wish Jingjing a happy new year, health and peace."
The sound of firecrackers outside the door was deafening. Wang Sheng bent down, leaned close to Wang Jingjing's ear, and spoke slowly.