Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 34 New Year's Eve One
twelfth lunar month thirty
New Year's Eve
The sky is clear and the sky is clear.

The dark green branches and leaves reflect the sunlight, making people squint their eyes unconsciously.

The breeze is blowing, and the branches of the camphor tree not far away are slightly swaying, and even the red lanterns under the eaves echo each other.

The yellow dry grass and dark green leaves on the ground, in this cold day, the vigorous vitality will suppress the lifelessness under the feet, giving people who look from afar a busy and prosperous scene.

Early in the morning, Song Huan was pulled out of the bed by his brother, and went to the door to change a new mahogany card.

According to folklore, if you put peach wood or peach branches at the door, dirty things will not come near your door.

Of course, it is also the result of market demand that mahogany is made into cards, and spells are engraved on them.

Shopkeeper Lu gave this item to Song Huan, saying it was left over from the restaurant.

After the carbon incident last time, Song Huan and shopkeeper Lu were no longer in the usual relationship between suppliers and distributors.

That's why Song Huan also knew that couplets are not pasted on New Year's Eve here, only charms are drawn on the door, or like this, a new mahogany charm sign is hung.

There was a spell painted on the gate of Song's house before, but if you don't look carefully, the traces are basically gone. The original body didn't pay attention to it before, so she didn't quite understand it. Who knows, the spell played this role.

Of course, this is an ordinary family, and it is more straightforward for a large family to directly make a large plaque, which is more atmospheric.

I once learned a poem, one of which was "Always replace the old talisman with the new peach", which means that before the Spring Festival couplets, people generally used the peach talisman.

After hanging the mahogany plaque, Fu Yuanzhi went to the kitchen to light the fire, while Song Huan and brother went to take care of Song's father and mother Song's cemetery.

According to the rules here, today is to open the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.

But the Song family has no ancestral hall and no clan members.

The siblings clean up the cemetery of their parents, and when it's time to eat, they can use it to pay homage to their parents and the ancestors in the shrine.

On the way back, the two turned into the vegetable garden and pulled out a radish and some vegetables.

A shout came from behind, "Song Ya, Song Ya?!"

Song Huan responded, and the tearful boy and Liang Dayong followed the voice to see Song Huan who was waving.

The two also entered the yard and walked over directly.

The tearful boy said with a smile, "Tomorrow is the new year, today I bring you some food made by the elders at home."

Song Huan took a look at it and asked, "Cuiba?"

The tearful boy nodded, "I thought you probably didn't have one, so we sent it to you. This blue one is made with wormwood."

Song Huan said happily, "I'm worried that I don't have anything to eat, this food is good."

She likes glutinous rice cakes the most during the Chinese New Year. It is soft, glutinous and smooth, and eating pig's feet soup is her favorite.

Of course, there is no such condition now, but if it is used for roasting, the glutinous rice cake is soft and there is sauerkraut in the middle, that is absolutely perfect!
The two followed Song Huan into the main room, and Song Huan asked his younger brother to pour hot water for them.

Song Huan himself took a basket from the side cabinet, which contained melon seeds, peanuts, red dates, and Chinese yam barley cake wrapped in oil paper, and invited the two of them to eat.

Seeing this, Liang Dayong and the tearful boy swallowed their saliva, and finally looked away, drinking hot water to cover up their disobedience to the saliva that flowed out.

They are here to deliver things, not to fight the autumn wind.

Seeing that the two of them didn't make a move, Song Huan directly stuffed a piece of cake into each of them, and even took out the pastry and gave each of them a piece.

It's not good for the two of them to refuse, and it's not good if they don't refuse.

"You guys stay and have some food before you go? My brother and I are not so lively."

When the two heard this, it was okay, and they shook their heads quickly, and the tearful boy said, "We still have to go home to help, just come here when we have time, and we don't need to eat."

For so long, the tearful boy and Liang Dayong didn't know what the siblings ate?

White rice porridge, or white and fat dry rice, is much, much better than the rice bran cakes they usually eat.

What if they stayed here for dinner?
It can't be too shameless!
The two felt that they couldn't stay any longer, and Song Ya's enthusiasm made them a little overwhelmed.

Seeing this, Song Huan hurriedly brought out two and a half yuan rabbits from the kitchen, one piece for each person.

The two refused, "This can't be taken! We just gave a few glutinous rice cakes. You give us the meat, and we will be beaten when we go back! We can't take this."

Seeing this, Song Huan had no choice but to threaten the two with fishing nets, and the two blushed down the mountain with sweets and pastries in their pockets and a rabbit in their hands.

Fu Yuanzhi, who had already been hiding for a long time, showed up and continued his previous work in the kitchen.

This is the first time my brother saw Ciba, and he was very curious.

"Sister, sister, how do you eat this for nothing?"

"Sister, sister, can I eat the green one too?"

"Sister, sister, why is this green?"

"Sister, elder sister..."

In the end, Song Huan dismissed him with one word.

The ears finally calmed down, and Song Huan relaxed happily, cutting thin slices of bacon in his hand.

Later, cook thin slices of bacon mixed with white rice to make bacon rice.

Then stir-fry a portion of spicy diced rabbit meat with fresh rabbit meat, cook a pot of radish and vegetable soup, and add a spoonful of lard, which is also a delicious dish.

Finally, there is another fried pickled cabbage with oil residue.

Stir-fry pickled cabbage with oil residue, add two garlic, a few peppers, and let the sauerkraut be fried slowly on low heat.

Then use the baked glutinous rice cakes with a yellowish surface to cover the oil residue and sauerkraut.

That taste makes my mouth water just thinking about it.

So this dish was added temporarily.

It was for the glutinous rice cake they gave just now, and she wanted to eat the latter more than the other two dishes.

The meal will be ready soon.

Song Huan packed three bowls of rice, two bowls for Father Song and Niang Song, and one bowl for the shrine.

The siblings first knelt under the shrine, held incense in their hands and worshiped three times, and then said auspicious words to the ancestors while burning paper money.

After the sacrifice at the shrine, I went to Father Song and Niang Song's side. It's not so serious here. After all, they are relatives. Brother also speaks very casually. He can say whatever comes to mind. There is no logic, but it is more relaxed.

Adi was talking at the side, and Song Huan was listening at the side, burning paper money in his hand.

What Adi didn't notice was that Song Huan would also burn paper money for a small soil bag.

Finally, brother chatted for a quarter of an hour before the two returned home. At this time, Fu Yuanzhi had already placed a brazier under the table, and the charcoal fire was blazing.

On the table are spicy diced rabbit meat, rice with bacon, and sauerkraut fried with oil residue.

Seeing this, Song Huan asked, "Have you baked the glutinous rice cake?"

Fu Yuanzhi shook his head.

Song Huan pointed to the charcoal basin under the table, "Shall we put the cake rack here to bake the rice cakes?"

Seeing that Fu Yuanzhi agreed, Song Huan went into the kitchen and got the cake out of the shelf.

Baba holders are welded with iron bars as thick as little fingers.

It looks like a small table, except that the table top is not a whole plane, but a hollow surface with four parallel iron bars.

The cake rack is placed on the charcoal fire, and the rice cake is placed on it. The charcoal fire can roast the rice cake through the gaps between the iron bars. As for whether the skin is soft or crisp, it depends on your own requirements.

During the baking process, if you want to eat soft skin, you should turn it over frequently.

If you want to eat crisp, you have to keep it to bake for a longer time.

(End of this chapter)