Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 201 It's New Year's Eve
A few days after the school holiday, it will be the 25th of the Chinese New Year.

It seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

Yang Wenlian stayed up for a few days and finished all the clothes from years ago, and then she and He Wanqing were busy preparing for the New Year.

Since the twelfth lunar month, He Wanqing has taken her younger siblings to clean up. At this time, the house has been cleaned up and the windows are clean and spotless.

On the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, there is a big market in Shuangshui Commune, which is also the last market before the year.

The climate in Southern Province is humid and warm, and it is rich in fruits and vegetables in all seasons.

He Wanqing didn't plan to stock up too much, anyway, after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the markets opened, there would be normal supply.

Even so, He Wanqing and Yang Wenlian also bought a lot of things.

Chicken, duck and fish, vegetables and fruits, nuts and candies, drinks and soft drinks...

Everything is available.

In previous years, the money from the family had to be sent back to the hometowns of both parties. Life was very tight, and even during the New Year, they would save as much as they could.

It was the first time for the children to have such a rich new year.

In the words of Er Bing, the gods do not change these days.

There is a custom in the southern province to enter the twelfth lunar month and rice cakes, and He Wanqing's family is no exception.

In previous years, less bacon and rice cakes were made, which was only enough for a few children to fight their teeth during the two days of Chinese New Year.

This year, He Wanqing plans to do more in a down-to-earth manner, so that the family can have a good time.

She bought [-] catties of fresh pork belly, cut it into long strips, added white wine and stirred it evenly.

Prepare the marinade with crushed red fermented bean curd juice, sugar, sweet noodle sauce, pepper and other condiments.

When the marinade is prepared, pour in the pork belly soaked in white wine. After marinating, hang it in the sun for a few days, and the bacon is ready.

In the process of making bacon, the most important thing is the modulation of the marinade, which is the key to determining whether the bacon is delicious.

He Wanqing is an expert. The bacon she makes is not thin, fragrant but not greasy. It tastes delicious and has a long aftertaste.

All the kids love this one.

Especially Er Bing, a snack foodie, destroyed several catties of bacon in a few days, so He Wanqing had to make more.

As for rice cakes, glutinous rice, radish or taro are often used locally. This time He Wanqing plans to make some new tricks.

She specially prepared some other ingredients in advance, this time she wanted to make jujube paste yam cake and green jade bean cake for her family.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year benefits of the battery factory were also distributed.

State-owned units have always had good New Year benefits, and the battery factory is particularly profitable, not to mention the benefits.

He Wanqing and Yang Wenlian are both grassroots employees, but they sent a lot together.

Forty catties of rice, thirty catties of noodles, twenty catties of sesame oil, twenty catties of peanuts, thirty catties of briquettes, twenty catties of pork, thirty catties of yellow croaker, twenty catties of kelp, ten catties of dried fruit, ten catties of brown sugar, ten catties of Ten feet of cloth tickets, ten feet of cotton tickets.

In addition, there are some non-staple food tickets and daily life tickets.

A whole lot of zeros and zeros.

At first, He Wanqing was worried that the family didn't even have a bicycle, and the two women couldn't carry it home.

Later, it was Meng Tao who pushed a tricycle and helped her take the New Year's gifts home.

He Wanqing wanted to give Meng Tao some New Year's goods as a thank you for his care during this time, but he declined.

In Meng Tao's words, after this year, the organization distributed him much more than the factory's New Year's goods, so she didn't have to spend it.

He Wanqing was speechless.

Qin Dingkun's business is really big.

After the things were delivered home, He Wanqing and Yang Wenlian were busy putting them away again. The rice, noodles, and rapeseed were put in the kitchen, while the fish was put in the cellar in the yard.

The weather in the southern province is humid and warm. Although the temperature in winter is low, it is far warmer than that in the north, so few people dig cellars to store grain.

The cellar of He Wanqing's house was dug when Lu Zhenhua was still alive.

Lu Zhenhua's well-designed, dry and ventilated place is really a good place to store meat.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, a flower market opened in Shuangshui Commune.

There is a custom in Southern Province to visit the flower market during the New Year, and it is always the New Year's Eve when you walk through the flower street.

Naturally, He Wanqing was not exempt, especially since she was from the north in her previous life, it was even more novel.

In the flower market of this era, the types of flowers are far less abundant than in the previous life, and there are only a few kinds.

After wandering around with several younger siblings for a long time, He Wanqing finally snatched back a pot of kumquats and a few bouquets of chrysanthemums after being almost squeezed into a meat pie by the crowd.

As soon as he put the kumquats in the corner of the living room, He Wanqing sat slumped on the bench in the living room, not wanting to move.

It was Yang Wenlian, who was busy changing the water in the vase, carefully inserting a few yellow chrysanthemums.

God!Visiting a flower market is like fighting a war, so it's not buying flowers, it's simply grabbing.

She swore that she would never go to the flower market again.

Seeing that He Wanqing was exhausted and paralyzed, she smiled and said, "Wanqing, take a good rest, and I will make the deep-fried fried chicken in the afternoon by myself."

My daughter is so capable this year, she took away more than half of the work, which made Yang Wenlian, who was used to being busy in previous years, not used to it.

He Wanqing shook her head.

Before she could speak, Dajun yelled: "Second soldier, don't eat kumquats."

Everyone looked towards the corner of the living room when they heard the sound.

I saw that the second soldier had his eyes tightly closed, his brows were wrinkled, and his mouth was spitting.

He Wanqing's eyes fell on the little kumquat he peeled open in his hand.

This brat is really a standard foodie, he won't let go of anything he sees.

"It's too bitter. What kind of kumquat is this? It's a bitter orange. It's so bitter!"

"Yes! Who made you so greedy, even more greedy than white cakes!" Xiao Man gloated at him.

Yang Wenlian poured a glass of water, handed it to Er Bao, and asked him to rinse his mouth.

"I haven't bought kumquats in previous years. This kid doesn't know that kumquats like this are not ripe, so I can't eat them at all."

In previous years, the family had little money, so they could only buy a few bouquets of flowers for the occasion. The number of kumquats in pots was small and the price was high. Yang Wenlian had never bought one.

He Wanqing felt a little sad when she heard what Yang Wenlian said, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Mom, it's really hard to buy kumquats. In order to grab this pot of kumquats, my clothes were completely torn, and my shoes were covered with footprints. I don't know, I thought I joined the gang of beggars."

Yang Wenlian burst out laughing.

"In the future, if kumquats are difficult to buy, don't rob them, just buy some chrysanthemum and plum blossoms."

Stop it!
That's all for plum blossoms. As for chrysanthemums, she doesn't want to appear at home in a grandiose manner.

This year is a special situation, she has to buy chrysanthemums, and next year, she will definitely buy other flowers.

In the afternoon, Yang Wenlian and He Wanqing started to work again.

Except for the second soldier, several children are helping adults with work at home.

Dajun followed Yang Wenlian to fry the oily horns and fried piles. Sanmin and Xiaoman were holding the freshly made paste, and the other was holding the window grille, watching He Wanqing paste the red window grille on the glass.

He Wanqing is good at drawing, but she doesn't know how to cut window grilles. Fortunately, Yang Wenlian is a good one and has cut many vivid and interesting window grilles.

He Wanqing looked at the pasted window grilles with a smile, feeling very happy.

The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and Qin Dingkun agreed that he would go back to Shuangshui Commune to celebrate the New Year.

(End of this chapter)