Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 214, The first sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner

I borrowed some glue from Uncle Wang and pasted on the couplets and the words "福".

He went inside.

"Xiao Le, it's almost noon, hurry up and get something to eat! How do you make this 'Xianmi Soup' when Mom is not here!"

Everyone looked anxious for lunch.

In previous years, my mother did all the work, but now I am working the last shift at the grocery store, and my father is also busy working, and will not come back until almost two o'clock.

Now several people were caught blind.

Yang Xiaole heard the sound and walked out of the room.

"Is the soup ready?"

"It's ready, big bone soup!"

The eldest sister opened the lid of an aluminum pot. Inside was white bone soup, which my mother had stewed before she left.

Yang Xiaole nodded, stretched out his hand, and said lazily: "Give me the apron. Chef Yang will personally cook for you today."

I’ve never eaten pork and I’ve never seen a pig run!
He has never done it in this life, but he did it in his previous life, and he has seen it in this life.

"Xianmi Soup", a local soup in Huizhou, is said to be a soup that even gods can be fascinated by.

In fact, it is similar to Hu spicy soup, except that pepper and chili are not added, and the focus is on fresh characters.

Although they came to Kyoto, their family still retains the habit of Huizhou. They don’t eat at noon, but eat “Xianmi Soup” and pancakes, meatballs, and eat dinner until about five o’clock.

So this soup has to be done, or it will be unbearable in the afternoon.

The eldest sister smiled playfully when she saw this, took off her apron and handed it to him.

Yang Xiaole took away the aluminum pot, made an iron pot and put it on the stove, and poured a lot of soup into it.

He took out the bones and handed them to the eldest sister: "Tear off all the meat on them and put them in a bowl."

Shredded tofu, shredded kelp, bean sprouts, and the yuba I just made today, which is tofu skin.

There are actually not many main ingredients, just a few.

The point is in the bone broth.

"Bang bang bang~~"

In the courtyard, the children had a great time playing with cannons.

Rich people play with throwing and wiping cannons, while those who are a little bit more struggling buy firecrackers, dismantle them and set them off one by one.

Some held match skins, and some held lit incense.

There was a constant crackling sound in the courtyard.

In the yard, in the alley, there are children coming out to play everywhere.

"Look at my new clothes! Isn't the flower pretty?"

"mine too!"

……

Children comparing new clothes have become a sight in the yard.

"Uuuu~ Brother, Xizi will blow me up!"

The yard was bustling with excitement, and suddenly Xiaoli came over wiping her tears and calling him with an aggrieved look on her face.

Yang Xiaole felt a headache when he saw this.

Holding a big iron spoon, pointing at Xizi: "If you scare her again, you won't have lunch at noon. Throwing and wiping cannons will not be confiscated. Don't force me to beat you when it's Chinese New Year!"

He also saw it just now. Xizi hit Xiaoli's feet with a throwing cannon.

Xizi curled his lips: "You are a coward, and you can't explode. If you dare to hit me, you can't hit children during the Chinese New Year."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole laughed and said: "That's my parents, I'm still a child! Do you believe that I will beat you? Besides, I'll keep it in mind for you. After the New Year, do you think I will beat you?" My ass is open."

Xizi shrank his neck when he heard this.I was so scared that I ran away and went out to play with them.

Xiaoli smiled happily when she saw this scene.

It is easy for a child to cry, and it is also easy for a child to laugh.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and took out a box of crackers and handed it to her: "Here, go play and blow him up. If he dares to blow you up, you come back and tell me and I will beat him up."

Xiaoli, who was a little afraid to play at first, thought about it, took the things, and ran out happily.

Seeing this, the eldest sister smiled and said: "Xiao Le, if you spoil Xiao Li like this, she will be lawless in the future!"

"It's okay, as long as she doesn't do anything outrageous or excessive, I'll take care of her if something goes wrong."

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he turned around and said with a smile: "You teach her how to behave, and I'll teach her how to resist."

After saying that, he cut the kelp shreds with a smile.

Add all kinds of things to the boiling hot soup, get some starch water to thicken it, beat two more egg flowers, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onion and a drop of sesame oil.

A pot of thick 'Xianmi Soup' is ready.

Ignoring the two little guys who were playing there, the two of them ate a bowl of soup first, then took out the rest and put it into the basin.

When they are hungry, they will come back to eat on their own.

After washing the pots and dishes, he prepared croquettes and pancakes.

Meatballs with shredded radish batter, and scallion pancakes made with minced green onions.

Kneading noodles and seasonings.

The vermicelli dumplings from Mrs. Wang's house across the street also started to be fried.

Yang Xiaole looked at the lively scene in the courtyard and estimated that he would not see this scene again in the next few years.

Even this year, it is estimated that except for their family, almost all other families have cleared their money.

The eldest sister was there making vermicelli noodles and preparing side dishes. It was around two or three o'clock in the afternoon before she actually started cooking the New Year's Eve dinner.

Time always flies when you are busy.

The seasoning for frying hasn't been prepared yet, and it's lunch time.

When my mother and elder brother came back, they saw that Yang Xiaole was doing well, so they didn't care about it.

But lunch time is short.

I ate some soup, helped at home for a while, and then hurried to work.

Just have lunch.

In the afternoon, I started frying fried pancakes and shredded radish meatballs. I cut the fish into pieces and fried a portion of crispy fish with the pancake sauce. I used it to make soup in the evening.

Xizi took Xiaoli there to make lanterns out of wine boxes, which were used when visiting at night.

A wine box, a candle, and a stick are the children's lanterns.

"Xiao Le, they said that the Changdian Temple Fair is held from the first to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. It's right over at South Xinhua Street. Can we go and have a look then?"

The eldest sister was cutting vegetables. She raised her head and asked him.

While Yang Xiaole was frying the meatballs, he was thinking: "We'll see what dad arranges then."

The temple fairs in the city are similar to the fairs in the countryside, but more lively.

"Well, we won't be visiting relatives on the first day of junior high school. Let's go there on the first day of junior high school!"

After listening, Yang Xiaole thought for a while, then nodded lightly: "Okay, we'll see when the time comes."

After saying that, he smiled at Sun Yan and Xiao Taozi who came to watch him fry something, and each took a fried pancake that was no longer hot and handed it to them.

"Here, take it and eat it!"

This is the eldest girl of Sun Fu's family in the soy sauce factory and the youngest daughter of the widow's family.

"Thank you brother Xiaole."

The two took the things and thanked them, then ran to other houses.

This kind of scene is not strange at all in the compound. Xizi and Xiaoli even went to Uncle Wang's house to eat fried vermicelli dumplings.

The east house goes to the west house, the south house goes to the north house.

The bellies of a group of boys are almost full.

"Come on, come on, there's everything, don't grab it!"

Across the way, Uncle Zhao fished out some stewed vegetables from the pot and greeted the boys who came around with a smile.

Yang Xiaole took one look and smiled.

The stewed pork heart and lung, and some other things, taste quite fragrant.

A group of children gathered there, one for you and one for him.

He also wanted to get some marinade before, but the stewed pork Zhang didn't give him seasonings, and he wasn't too interested in making others, so he forgot for a while.

But today I went to queue and bought a stewed dish.

I gave one copy to the old man and kept one copy at home.

"Xiao Le, thank you for your things."

Qu Ying came back from get off work with a smile, came up to him, smiled at him and greeted him.

Yang Xiaole naturally knew what she meant.

Whether it was the last time he went fishing or he bought big bones, pig heart, lungs and pig blood some time ago, he always left a portion for the other party.

He smiled and said, "You're welcome! Didn't you buy that with your own money?"

Hearing this, Qu Ying smiled knowingly.

He took the key and opened the door and went in.

After a while, I saw her carrying a coal stove and starting to make a fire for New Year's Eve dinner.

Yang Xiaole was busy while watching the other person busy.

This person is really lonely during the New Year.

Judging from this, Qu Ying probably wouldn't make too many dishes at night, just enough to eat by herself.

This reminded him of Suo Ye.

This old man is also quite lonely this year, and he won't come even if he is asked to come.

Even if Su Ling asked her to go to the New Year's Eve dinner, she wouldn't go.

A stubborn person.

Yang Xiaole has always been curious about the old man's family affairs.

According to Su Ling, he had three sons.

The eldest brother said that he joined the Eighth Route Army and never came back. The third brother got into trouble and was sent abroad by the old man, with Su Ling's father.

As for the second child, Su Ling did not say who went where.

It sounds like I don’t want to say it.

However, he also guessed that it was very possible that he followed the bald head to the opposite side, and this possibility was the greatest.

I really can't think of other reasons why even Su Ling doesn't want to talk about it.

ashamed?

I don't understand.

But the old man is indeed quite lonely now.

Then he also laughed at himself. After he left the orphanage in his previous life, he had always celebrated the New Year the same way, but the two of them celebrated the New Year together.He passed away before he could make a fortune.

Shaking his head, getting rid of his thoughts, he quietly prepared the ingredients for dinner.

The time for getting off work is not fixed. Each unit is different. Some come back at noon, and some ink doesn't come back until after two o'clock.

Wang Qiuju, the old lady, works in a service-oriented industry and works as a non-staple food store, so she was naturally the last to come back.

It was almost three o'clock when we got home.

When my mother took action, Yang Xiaole naturally stepped down. However, the preparations were almost done. The bacon and other things were already cooked. A few stir-fry dishes were enough to call it a day.

But seeing so many dishes prepared in the afternoon, Wang Qiuju was naturally nagging for a while.

Said he couldn't live a good life.

The beggar can't stand the stinky tofu, and it will be almost finished in a year.

A few people just listened, going in with the left ear and coming out with the right ear.

Yang Xiaole washed his hands and went back to the house, where his father was sitting there smoking a cigarette!

"Dad, what are your plans for the Chinese New Year this year?"

Yang Guangzhi took a puff of cigarette and asked doubtfully: "How to arrange it?"

"We are visiting relatives. You and I were not separated before, but now we are separated. What do you do? When will you go to the village? Where is your uncle's house? My uncle didn't come back before, so you can go there now, right? And my aunt's house Woolen cloth?"

I know it’s impossible for my father not to visit my grandpa.

So he didn't say anything to spoil the fun. If it didn't work, he just went over and went through the motions.

Anyway, it is impossible for him to go to Yang Guangping's house.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi was also confused for a while.

I smoked a cigarette and thought for a while.

Asked: "Then...what should we bring?"

He has never given anything to his father, and he couldn't figure out how to operate it for a while.

Yang Xiaole shrugged: "I don't know about this. It's up to you, but there's one thing! Now every household has no food. If you go, you have to consider the burden on them. So many of us used to have to Let’s eat and drink?”

And there is basically nothing left in the village except sweet potatoes.

This annual meeting is embarrassing.

However, in his memory, he heard that it was better in the city during these difficult years, and almost no relatives were left in the countryside.

Once I visit relatives, the usually arranged rations fall apart.

But my uncle just came back this year, and he always goes to the village no matter what.

"Guangzhi, Guangzhi!"

While I was thinking, a shout came from the door.

"Hey, here we come."

Yang Guangzhi quickly stood up and walked outside.

When the door opened, he saw Mr. Li Quanyou standing at the door.

"what happened?"

Li Quanyou said with a smile: "Come, let's go to Uncle Wang's house to play cards. We are missing someone."

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi was a little moved.

But he still asked: "Which ones are there? I'm not very good at playing."

"Old Liu, Yongqing and Yongqing are here. There are exactly four of you here."

"Sun Fu, let's go."

He is a person who has just been here not long ago, so he is too embarrassed to join in.

"Hey, Sun Fu's wife is so pregnant, he still has to cook at home! Come on! It's not a big deal, just play casually, it only costs a penny."

"Hey, okay, you go first and you'll be back in a minute."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guangzhi responded with a smile, turned back, took two packs of cigarettes from the drawer, and went out.

Yang Xiaole took a look.

In winter, when it’s cold and there’s nothing to do in the farm break, the village is full of people gathering at the table to play cards.

The games are all small, just for fun.

Occasionally, I also play with beans, and soybeans and peanuts can be used as bets.

The Yongqing mentioned by the other party is naturally Wang Yongqing, the eldest son of Uncle Wang's family, who comes here occasionally to see his son and have a meal with the family.

As for the second child, he probably has to come over during the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Then it will be lively again.

Then he got up and went outside to watch my mother prepare other meals.

"Dazhou, is this going out?"

Wang Qiuju looked at the young man opposite who had just come out of the room and greeted him with a smile.

Tang Dazhou responded with a smile: "Happy New Year, Auntie! Yes, I'm going home to celebrate the New Year. You are busy, Auntie. See you later!"

"Hey, happy New Year! Go back quickly, we'll have dinner soon."

"Hey, okay, see you later."

After saying hello, the other party left the compound.

Yang Xiaole took a look and saw that the person who moved here basically didn't eat at home. He either ate in the factory like Qu Ying or at his parents' place.

Seeing Aunt Zhao opposite Tang Dazhou looking unhappy, he also smiled.

At that time, everyone in the compound agreed to let Uncle Zhao's family occupy that place, but the street office did not agree.

I always felt that Tang Dazhou occupied his house.

After working for a long time, when it was almost five o'clock, I saw Shen's family take out a set of firecrackers, and Shen's father lit a cigarette.

"Crackling!"

With the sound of firecrackers, the Chinese New Year has begun in the courtyard.

This is meal ready, ready for the New Year.

During the Chinese New Year dinner, naturally no one's children run to other people's homes, they all have to eat dinner.

"mine!"

"Hey, I found one~"

The children in the courtyard were picking through the pile of exploded firecrackers. When they found one, they showed it off, and Xizi was among them.

Yang Xiaole accompanied the elder sister and started to get busy there.

Serve.

Dried chicken stewed with white fungus, steamed pickled rabbit, braised tortoise, braised chicken, crispy fish soup, fried Chinese cabbage, sliced ​​meat and fried lotus root, stir-fried spinach, minced meat vermicelli, pig blood tofu... dishes one after another were put on the table.

In fact, he got most of the materials.

Otherwise, if you want to gather together the Ten Seas, you will probably have to divide the plates according to the practice of previous years.

A dish is served on two plates and counts as two dishes.

Just for this dish, not to mention the entire courtyard, there probably aren’t many restaurants in the entire alley that have as many dishes as theirs.

Xizi played for a while and couldn't wait to open a soda.

While driving, he said proudly: "Brother, you don't even know that they know we have soda at home, and their eyes are green, so envious. You are still smart!"

Yang Xiaole smiled upon hearing this.

At this time, there is no habit of drinking soda during the Chinese New Year.

He asked Xizi to go to a nearby restaurant to collect unsold sodas in the summer.

Two bottles per person.

Xizi is also a very bad guy. He didn't say it earlier, but he had to wait until today during the Chinese New Year to say it out.

It’s too late to buy.

The dishes are all served, and the incense candles on the incense table have been lit.

Yang Guangzhi shouted there: "Xiao Gang, put some food on your grandma's bowl and chopsticks, Xiao Le, go order the firecrackers."

Yang Xiaogang smiled and put some vegetables in an empty bowl and placed it on the side.

When an elder within three generations of the family dies, an empty bowl with some vegetables must be prepared during the Chinese New Year, which means the family is reunited.

Grandpa is still alive, so naturally he won't do it.

Yang Xiaole took out the prepared firecrackers and came to the door, rolled them out, and lit the firecrackers amidst the expectations of a group of children.

"Crackling!"

As for the children behind him picking up firecrackers, he didn't care.

Xizi only cares about the food on the table now. How can he have time to pick up firecrackers?
They were all ready together. After Yang Xiaole sat down, he smiled at the leader at the top and said, "Dad, how are you? Do you want to say a few words and share your thoughts?"

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi smiled.

Looking at a table of dishes, his eyes were red, and he smiled and said, "Have you seen this dish? Do we dare to think about it during Chinese New Year in previous years? Just this big rice, do we dare to think about it during Chinese New Year? No. I still remember last year Is it Chinese New Year? After handing in the task of pigs, our family has five catties of meat left. There are nineteen people in our family. We eat for half a year. The fish you buy during the Chinese New Year, you look eagerly and want to eat, but you are not allowed to eat until the fifth day of the new year That’s why I let you eat it.…”

In the end, he couldn't speak any more.

Others also looked emotional.

The old queen Wang Qiuju had secretly wiped her tears.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat silent, he smiled and said: "Okay, actually, all of this is due to Xiao Le. It's not that I don't understand your father. Our work, the food and drink expenses at home... Dad keeps it in mind!"

Yang Xiaole's eyes were also red.

As an orphan in his previous life, he had only experienced this kind of care from the old dean.

After being born in this life, is there no barrier in his heart?
impossible.

After all, it is a bit awkward for a mature soul to start from a baby.

But as time went by, he slowly let go of the burden in his heart. He was Yang Xiaole, the Yang Xiaole he once was and the Yang Xiaole he is now.

Now part of the family.

Then he picked up the soda and said with a smile: "Dad, let's eat, come on, let's raise a toast to Happy New Year~~"

"Happy New Year~~"

Everyone else raised their glasses.

The eldest brother and the father were drinking there.

Everyone had smiles on their faces.

The sound of intermittent firecrackers came from every compound, which meant that dinner was already served.

Widow Tian took her three daughters and Mrs. Yang to celebrate the New Year with laughter.

At Uncle Wang's house, his second son also came with his children. At least on the surface, everyone was in harmony. After all, it was the Chinese New Year and no one was causing trouble.

……

Every household is celebrating the New Year.

(End of this chapter)