Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 533

Si Xiaocong also stepped aside and covered his ears.

I saw Si Qing standing at the door, throwing the firecracker in his hand with a "sigh", drawing a perfect parabola in mid-air, and finally fell into the fire.

"Clap" sounded.

The fire exploded.

Fry one or two knots of bamboo that have not fully burned.

Si Xizhu clapped her little hands happily: "Wow, my aunt is so amazing, she can throw it in from such a distance!"

Si Qing raised his chin triumphantly: "That's all trivial."

After burning the firecrackers, we will have a reunion dinner.

Before it was time for dinner, many people from the village had already come to Si's house to invite Si Qing to eat at home.

But Si Qing's family didn't go. She was afraid that the food they cooked would not taste good and she would not like it. It would be embarrassing for her to eat it, and everyone would worry if she didn't eat it.

Better not go.

Anyway, Mrs. Wu is almost ready to cook, so why not eat with Mrs. Wu and the others.

The first meal on New Year's Eve was called a sumptuous one. There were eight dishes on the table, boiled soybeans, boiled eggs, fried bean sprouts, braised venison in soy sauce, and fried vegetables...

Qiongqi also got a big roast suckling pig, Si Qing and Si Shanhe at the table ate deliciously, Qiongqi beside him also enjoyed eating.

The one made by roast suckling pig is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it can't help but whimper when it's eaten straight.

“So delicious, so delicious!”

After eating a roast suckling pig in one go, Qiongqi still didn't think it was enough, so after eating, he followed Wu around the kitchen.

He gestured to ask her to roast suckling pig for dinner: "The master said, I will give me two roast suckling pigs for the New Year, and now I'm short of one."

Qiongqi whimpered, but it was a pity that Mrs. Wu couldn't understand her at all. Fortunately, Si Qing had already greeted Mrs. Wu.

Dinner was just as Qiongqi wanted, and he continued with a roast suckling pig, but Qiongqi was spoiled, and while eating, he moved to Si Qing's side to act like a baby.

"Master, it would be great if there is roast suckling pig every day. The roast suckling pig made by Mrs. Wu is really delicious."

Si Qing glanced at it angrily: "Mrs. Wu still has to cook, and roasts pigs for you every day. Do you want to exhaust her to death?"

Qiongqi thought about it, it seems to be oh, roast suckling pig is quite time-consuming, and Mrs. Wu has been busy in the kitchen all day today.

Thinking about it this way, Qiongqi suddenly felt that Mrs. Wu was so pitiful. It was New Year's Eve, and not only did she not have time to rest, but she was even busier.

So Qiongqi was generous once, and after dinner, he went to the mountain to catch two hares and gave them to Mrs. Wu, as a reward for his hard work of roasting pigs!

When Qiongqi went into the mountain to catch rabbits, Mrs. Wu was busy cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.

Chinese New Year is like this, women are always more tired.

Fortunately, Si Shanhe was not the kind of man who didn't know how to love his wife. Mrs. Wu cleaned up the dishes, and he sat under the stove to help add firewood and boil water.

The water was boiling hot, so as not to prevent Wu's hands from freezing.

Si Xiaocong was in charge of cleaning the room where he ate. He took the bones and other things thrown on the ground aside and fed them to Mr. Wang's big black dog.

Si Xizhu was also padding her little feet, holding a rag in both hands, and wiping the table vigorously.

Everyone was busy, only Si Qing confidently acted as an idler, sitting in the room watching the fire and reading travel notes to pass the time.

Not long after, Mrs. Wu packed up the dishes, and came over with Si Shanhe, took Si Qing, Si Xizhu and the others to pay homage to Si Qing's cheap father.

Master Si is buried in the cemetery on the west side of the village, which is the ancestral grave of the Si family.

Master Si's tomb is not very good. Compared with the surrounding soil wrapped with a piece of wood, it just replaced the wood with a stone tablet.

It looks a bit shabby, and it is not at all impossible to tell that he was a wealthy family with a well-to-do family before his death.

　Thank you Xiaoxin, thank you girl for sending me the monthly pass, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)