After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

"Madam, it's settled, will we go to the old house to celebrate the New Year with the two families this year?" Liu Ji ogled Madam in anticipation.

Qin Yao stretched out two fingers and pushed away the corners of his eyes in a figure eight shape, fixing someone's wildly blinking eyes.

Seeing how filial he was, he nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

"But I'm going to say something ugly first. I just want to eat and drink. Don't expect me to do anything for you."

Liu Ji agreed: "That's natural! It's too late for our whole family to serve you, so how dare we work for you, my wife?"

As habits became natural, Liu Ji bent down to help her brush the cold air off her clothes, opened the door and let her in.

Turning around, he shouted into the kitchen: "Serve the food, let's eat!"

Awang and Mrs. Li brought the whole pot up, and Yin Le then brought the rice and put it on chopsticks.

The lid of the pot was opened, and the aroma filled their nostrils. The mother and son's eyes lit up, and they all looked into the pot. They saw a pot of pickled cabbage, tofu and fish, topped with green onions and coriander leaves, which made people drool.

"Have you gone fishing?" Qin Yao looked at the children at home in surprise.

Dalang nodded, "It has been sunny these past two days, and there are many fish looking for food in the mountains and streams. They have been hungry all winter and have lost some weight."

The aroma was so strong that Qin Yao was already hungry. Seeing everyone sitting down, she immediately picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

The dishes throughout the winter were monotonous, consisting of various kinds of bacon or pickled vegetables. The only fresh vegetables were frost-resistant radishes and vegetables and pumpkins that had been hidden since early winter.

The wild vegetables are all frozen to death after it snows. Occasionally, you can dig out a few bushes hidden under the straw in the fields, but they are not enough to make a sacrifice.

You have to go to the city to buy fresh meat. The roads are frozen and the butchers can't bring in many pigs. It's not easy to get fresh pork every five days.

With comparison, look at the delicious fish in this pot today. It is simply delicious.

At the dinner table, everyone was eating fish. No one spoke, there was only the sound of chewing.

After dinner, Liu Ji asked Da Lang Erlang to get a pen and paper to write down a purchase list for new year's goods.

Qin Yao held Siniang in her arms for warmth, leaned on the chair, squinted her eyes lazily to eat, and calculated the distance in her mind. Gong Liangliao and his party should have arrived in the capital.

The three Dalang brothers said that they would go to the city with Liu Ji tomorrow to do shopping. Liu Ji thought they were in the way and didn't want to take them with him. The father and son argued for a long time. Finally, Awang said that both of the family's cars were driven in. Then he stopped.

Qin Yao couldn't hear what was said later and fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

She was so tired these past few days, and she finally managed to arrange everything properly today. She relaxed completely and fell into a drowsy sleep until dawn.

It seems that Liu Ji helped her back to the room halfway, wiped her face and feet, stuffed a heating bag, rolled up the quilt, and slept until daylight.

When I woke up, the house was very quiet. The five father and son, plus Yin Le and Awang, had all gone into the city. The only sounds coming from the backyard were the childlike chatter of the little chicken playing with the chicken.

The stationery factory started its annual holiday on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month. Now everything in the factory has been arranged, and Song Yu is responsible for everything. Qin Yao really stayed at home for two days, feeling the lively atmosphere of the new year.

People in the village have become rich this year, and five families have bought pigs to kill separately. From the 24th to New Year's Eve, the sound of pig slaughtering has not stopped.

Every family killed a pig and invited the village chief to eat the meat. Qin Yao refused and didn't want to go out for a while. Liu Ji took his four children and went around to make a living. If he couldn't eat, he could bring some back to Qin Yao.

Today it’s braised pork with pickled vegetables, tomorrow it’s sauerkraut stew, the day after tomorrow it’s steamed pork, and the day after tomorrow it’s braised pork. In short, the villagers of Liujia Village are living a prosperous life this year.

On New Year's Eve, there is still no need to open fire at home - the whole family goes to the old house to eat and drink!
Dalang said that this was the first time since he could remember that the two families had spent the New Year together. The atmosphere was so good that it was unreal, like in a dream.

Qin Yao glanced at the man who was surrounded by children writing couplets, lowered his head and said to the boy: "Dalang, you may not believe it when I tell you, but this year it was your father who proposed that the two families celebrate the New Year together."

What? Dalang's eyes were full of disbelief. He thought it was his stepmother's suggestion.

Qin Yao shrugged, after all, she was also surprised.

Therefore, a great Confucian is a great Confucian, and Gong Liangliao taught his apprentice, who was not a human being, to become more and more like a human being.

"Auntie." Dalang looked up at Qin Yao and said uncertainly, "Auntie seems to have changed a lot."

As he spoke, he raised the toe of his shoe, and there was a conspicuous patch on it.

"Dad didn't know when he sewed it for me." Dalang said. This happened three days ago, but it doesn't feel real to him now.

As for why the young man is so sure that this must have been sewn by his biological father, rather than by Senior Sister Yue, Uncle Awang, or Aunt Li, it depends on the poor craftsmanship of the centipede legs on the shoes.

"And this." Erlang came closer at some point and took out a hairband from his arms. It was a bit old, but the words 'Wenquxing protects me' were clearly visible on it.

Qin Yao recognized it at a glance. This was the one Liu Jichen carried on his head when he was reading.

Erlang said with complicated emotions: "My father actually gave me his hair, saying that it will be blessed by Wenquxing and will ensure that I will be able to go to high school in the future."

Before the mother and son could discuss Liu Ji's changes in detail, the twins and Da Mao, who could already run very fast, ran over.

"Third aunt, third aunt, post couplets!" Da Mao grabbed Qin Yao's skirt and pulled her away.

Qin Yao had no choice but to wave her hand to signal the older brother and the younger brother to leave first, and followed the three youngest ones to the table.

Liu Ji dried the ink and handed over the two couplets he had written, "One is posted on the door and the other is posted in the main room. Oh, it's my lady. Please come in and take a seat. I won't bother you with such small things." "

He had not forgotten the previous agreement between the two of them that she would not do any work. He glanced at the three little ones angrily and asked you to find someone to post the couplets. Why did you find this big Buddha!
The three children blinked innocently, huh?
Qin Yao curled her lips and smiled, reaching out to take the couplet, "Give it to me, it's boring anyway."

With a wave of her hand, a group of dolls followed her out of the courtyard, carrying paste, stools, and brushes, all in perfect condition.

Qin Yao only needs to wait for the children to tear off the old couplets, apply paste on them, set up stools, step on them and paste the couplets flat.

The door of the hall is shorter, and Da Lang has grown a lot this year. He can now serve his mother even if he steps on the stool.

The handsome young man took the couplet and pasted it directly. Qin Yao stood on the ground with her hands on her hips to help check the flatness.

The smell of rice wafted up, and the chefs Awang and He shouted that it was time to start the meal. Qin Yao and a group of children rushed to the water tank to wash their hands, and then rushed into the main room in a swarm. They were the first to grab seats and sit in a row to wait for the New Year's Eve dinner. table.

The two families put together three tables, with eight children occupying one table, one table for the women and one table for the men, filling the small main room of the old house to the brim.

Although it's a bit crowded, the atmosphere is great when there are so many people, and people feel closer to each other. (End of chapter)