small farmer

Chapter 441

New Year's Eve is one more day
Seeing the children helping each other in the yard, talking and laughing, Zhang's mother smiled very happily, and felt extremely relieved. She felt that this year was the most comfortable year for her after her husband died.

Seeing the lively family, Wang Guilan's eyes were full of happiness, especially when she saw her son's expression, she became extremely happy and proud, because the change of her son brought a huge change to the whole family.

Think about half a year ago, the family lived by farming their own land, and lived in a very poor life. Everyone worked hard to make a living.

But now everyone is sitting in a beautiful house, worrying about food and clothing. All this is brought by her son. In the past, she only wanted her son to find a good job, get married and have children, and spend his life in a normal way. , so she is satisfied.

However, she did not expect that her son's amazing transformation took place, which gave her an incomparably huge surprise. In just half a year, she turned around gorgeously and became the richest man in the village, with a net worth of tens of millions. Just thinking about it makes me feel proud pride.

"Mom's rice cake is ready, come and taste it, and see how it tastes?" The elder sister made the rice cake and brought it out on a tray.

This is the rice cake I just made two days ago. It is not glutinous rice, but a kind of rice with strong viscosity. This kind of rice cake can be boiled, fried or fried. It is not only easy to process, it does not stick to chopsticks, and it tastes very good , very popular with the local people.

"Okay, okay, everyone eats, homemade rice cakes are different, everyone has a taste..." The mother happily took the rice cakes handed over by the eldest daughter, and said to everyone with a happy smile;
For us Chinese people, Chinese New Year is very particular. Eating rice cakes is also an indispensable custom, which means 'every year is high' and life is getting better and better.

"23, offering sacrifices to the stove officer; 24, sweeping the house; 25, grinding tofu; 26. cutting meat; 27, killing a chicken; 28, steaming jujube flowers; 29, going to make wine; [-], pinching the nose (dumplings); In the first day of junior high school, I pouted my buttocks and bowed indiscriminately."

Although there are some differences in Chinese New Year customs across the country, there are also great similarities. Take the above folk songs as an example, you can tell that it is a northern custom at a glance, but it is not very different from the southern one. In Qingshan, in addition to eating Except for the dumplings, everything else is not much different from the northern folk songs.

The Spring Festival is the most solemn festival of the entire Chinese nation. Every year when the twelfth lunar month comes, everyone, whether they are working outside or studying, want to go back to their hometown and reunite with their families. This is the charm of home and the charm of festivals.

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Sweeping dust, pasting Spring Festival couplets, pasting New Year pictures, inviting gods, worshiping gods, seeing off gods, burning incense, burning candles, hanging lanterns, and lighting candles in lanterns are all essential activities during the Spring Festival;

"Little brother, come and help me wipe the windows above..." The elder sister called to Zhang Feng holding a rag, but she couldn't reach it.

"Okay, sister, I'll come right away..." Pressing the Spring Festival couplets with a paperweight, Zhang Feng hurried forward to help, and followed everyone to tidy up the house and clean up.

While Zhang Feng was cleaning the windows, the little girl was smiling and holding a broom tied to a bamboo pole, waving it back and forth on the roof to clean the dense spider webs on the roof.

But mother and Zhang Lin were on the second floor, mopping the floor with a mop. The whole family was busy and full of energy. They worked until dark, and finally cleaned the house thoroughly. The whole house gave people a new look.

After a busy day, the whole family was almost exhausted.

"Brother, I'm too tired today, you have to cook me a table of delicious treats to reward me later!"

"Hehe, I'm tired too, why don't you reward me with something delicious?" Zhang Feng asked back with a smile.

"Hee hee, those who can do more work, who told you to cook the most delicious dishes!" The little girl made a grimace and said with a smile.

"You girl is really..." Hearing her daughter's words, Wang Guilan couldn't help shaking her head, and then said to her son with a smile: "Xiaofeng, ignore her, just fry some cabbage later and make some soup."

"Got it, Mom!" Zhang Feng nodded with a smile, knowing that this girl's calculations must be in vain, after all, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and she has cooked too many dishes. Do you want to eat leftovers tomorrow?

So at night, Zhang Feng only copied a cabbage, a hot and sour potato shreds, and finally made a pork ball and cabbage soup with the pork and cabbage he just bought. Although the dishes are simple, they are extremely refreshing.

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The next day the Spring Festival finally came

Just after dawn, the village became noisy, groups of children ran around in the village, eating candy for a while, setting off firecrackers for a while, playing very lively.

However, the adults in the village got up earlier, got up before dawn, and started preparing for today's New Year's Eve dinner. Everyone has made money this year, and the New Year's Eve dinner must be more sumptuous than in previous years.

"Big brother, big brother..."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Feng had just finished practicing gymnastics when he saw Zhang Yi running in excitedly.

"Hurry up, the sheep are going to be slaughtered at the entrance of the village, and everyone will snatch them up if you go late!"

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Feng didn't move too slowly. Hearing that Yang Ke's grandfather was killing sheep today, he followed his cousin and walked quickly to the entrance of the village.

When Zhang Feng and the others came to the entrance of the village, Grandpa Yang Ke had already killed two sheep and was cleaning and cutting them, surrounded by villagers who wanted to buy them.

"Yo! The second uncle is here too?" Usually the second uncle is very frugal, even pork is not willing to eat, so seeing the second uncle walking over, some villagers joked.

"What's the matter? Can't I come??" The second uncle asked with a beard and a stare.

"Hey, can... can... why not." Seeing that the second uncle was a little angry, the villagers who had just spoken hurriedly laughed.

In fact, the old people in the village are all like this. In the past, because there were too few profitable projects, everyone was very poor. The old people sold some mountain products and wildfires a year, and they only earned two to three thousand yuan, which is not as much as they earn a month now. Therefore, everyone Of course I can't bear to eat, I can't bear to drink.

Throughout the year, they eat almost all vegetables and rice, and they only eat two bites of meat during the festivals.

But now the situation in the village has undergone earth-shaking changes. Because of joining Zhang Feng's cooperative, everyone's income has increased dozens of times.

Take the second uncle as an example. In the past, his annual income was two acres of watermelons, corn in the field, and fruits in the orchard. His annual income was only about [-] yuan.

But now his family has planted a total of two acres of vegetables, and can earn more than 2 yuan a month. In just a few months, the income has reached more than 30 yuan. truffles, their family’s income in the past six months has reached an astonishing [-] yuan, which is almost ten times that of previous years.

(End of this chapter)