The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 754 What Are You Doing Standing Here?

In a blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve, and after breakfast, the whole family got into action.

Ye Laijin led Ye Feifeng to sweep the yard, tidying up every corner, Ye Laiyin led Ye Xusheng to kill chickens and rabbits, while Wang Shi and He Xiner were busy making noodles, mincing meat, and tidying up vegetables.

Old Yetou tidied up the cowshed for his old buddy himself, so that it too would spend the new year clean.

After the pigs at home were sold, Lao Yetou said that he would no longer raise pigs in the future. Those things were too old, especially in summer, the smell in the pigsty was almost unbearable.

Besides, with the business of soybean sprouts, it is natural to put business first, and the beans planted on a total of two acres of land are afraid that they will not be enough, and of course they are wasted for pigs to eat.

Ye Laijin and his brothers had cleaned up the pigsty long ago, and the chicken coop was easy to clean, so Old Ye Tou did it by the way.

Even the old Qian and his wife, who have always been lazy, started to work for an unprecedented time, cleaning their house carefully with a broom.

And Xiaoqian, who was ordered not to leave the East Wing, also quietly opened the door, and pretended to sweep the room.

It's the New Year's Eve, so I have to ask her to have a New Year's Eve dinner, so she has to perform well.

Soon it was noon, Wang hurriedly prepared a large pot of bacon and cabbage, and reheated steamed buns, and the family ate their lunch together.

After clearing the table, Mrs. Wang moved the noodle chopping board into the main room, thinking about making dumplings with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

The custom here is that there is no cooking on the first day of the new year, and there are leftovers from the hot New Year's Eve, and the leftovers are eaten. This is called surplus every year.

Therefore, we need to make more dumplings. In addition to the New Year's Eve dinner, there is also the New Year's Day, but we have to eat it for a full day.

He Xiner had to prepare the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner, and Wang shi couldn't do it alone.

Old Qian and Ye Guihua's wife originally planned to go to the town with He Xiner, and went into the shop to choose something, but the two women just took it and left, forcing He Xiner to pay the money, but because Dabai Afterwards, old Qian was too timid to get on the bullock cart, so he couldn't use tricks to force He Xiner.

After poking his mind through, he was scolded by Lao Yetou again, so of course nothing happened.

Because of this, old Qian was very annoyed.

"As soon as my old lady is old, there is only Qing waiting to eat. What do you mean by bringing the noodle board here? Can you tell my old lady to do it?"

Wang was taken aback.

"Xin'er is busy cooking dinner, and there are so many dumplings to make, the daughter-in-law can't do it alone."

Seeing that she was so impolite and gave her a job as a mother-in-law, old Qian stared at her triangular old eyes immediately, "I'm too busy to care about my old lady's business, you've got a heart..."

"It's Chinese New Year, don't let me hear you swearing!"

Old Yetou's gloomy voice came from the main room, and old Qian's body suddenly got stuck.

He gasped bitterly, then gave Wang a hard look, and shouted in a bad voice, "What are you doing standing here, go and call the old master, and make dumplings together!"

Hmph, my old lady is not idle anymore, I can't let that cheap hoof just eat what's ready-made, I have to ask her to work.

So, Mrs. Wang went to the East Wing and called Xiaoqian's wife over again. A group of women washed their hands and silently made dumplings.

The old Yetou in the main room stood by the brazier and rubbed the smoke stick, and snorted coldly, how many people can't eat dumplings even for the New Year's Eve dinner, this old guy is good, there are delicious and delicious ones, and he is still tossing around!
In the kitchen, He Xiner only wore a thin short jacket and light cotton trousers, but she was sweating profusely from work. "The chickens and rabbits are all drowned, just waiting to be put into the oven to roast. "

"Brother Hall, please wipe my sweat off."

The fine layer of sweat on her forehead was itchy, but her hands were full of seasonings, so it was inconvenient to do it by herself.

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