The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

There are three things to do during the Chinese New Year in rural areas, stocking up on New Year’s goods, stocking up on New Year’s goods, or stocking up on New Year’s goods.

When Yang Dongxu came home, the sacrifice stove was over, and the pigs and sheep slaughtered at home were also packed up, plus all kinds of bacon and ham sent by the eldest sister’s house, let alone the New Year’s Eve, you can eat it after the Lantern Festival. Can't finish it.

But at the end of the new year, Yang's mother always feels that there is still something to order at home, so every time she goes to the market, she can always bring some back.

It seems that stocking up at each store at the end of the year is like a woman looking at her closet. Although the closet is full of all kinds of clothes, it always feels like there is still a lack of clothes to wear.

Yang Dongxu drank a few more glasses the night before, that is, he only drank so much at home, and he was usually too lazy to drink outside.

The result of a few more drinks was that when the eyes were opened the next day, Wen Chen was caught by the old man for training and went home after breakfast. He didn't know where he wandered, and he, the father, just woke up.

Thanks to the fact that Mr. Xuan didn't live in the old house, Wen Chen finally went back to the countryside to have a chance to relax, and he didn't go to the old house where his parents lived, and slept on the street at night with his grandparents.

Otherwise, if he got up at this hour, the old man's eyes would make him panic with embarrassment.

There must be no more breakfast after getting up so late. Zhang Jing and Du Weiwei said that they came to experience the festivals in the countryside as tourists, but how could Yang Ma, who is so open and bright, let the two women start a fire.

When the two lived in a homestay for dinner last night, Yang's mother said more than once that Yang Dongxu was not sensible at all, and that he let his friends spend so much money, and it's not that he has no house and no place to live.

So the three meals a day must be eaten at Yang's house, and suddenly there are a few more people eating in the morning, which is called a lively event. When there are more people eating together, the appetite will increase without knowing it.

Therefore, this morning's breakfast was not reserved for Yang Dongxu, a lazy idiot, so when he got up, he didn't let Aunt Hua bother to make breakfast for himself, washed up and casually set clothes before walking on the street.

Just living in the market, not to mention breakfast, even on New Year's Eve, it is impossible to starve yourself.

As soon as I arrived on the street, I saw Yang's mother walking home with a big goose in her hand, followed by Zhuo Qing'er who was rolling up her sleeves and Zhang Jing who was a little excited. Don't ask, this big goose must be Zhuo Qing'er. Qing'er went down and caught it himself.

Looking at the faces of a few women who were blushing and sweating on their foreheads, they probably also participated.

Indigenous chickens, ducks and geese are not uncommon in the countryside. After all, there are still no screaming beasts full of dung that make farmers raise chickens, ducks and geese unhygienically and pollute the environment.

Therefore, every household basically raises some, and basically they are free-range. In addition to rushing not to get close to the market, it's not because they are afraid that shit will make the street of the market too dirty.

Rather, he was afraid of being taken away by someone who was not angry at the market, and he walked casually in the village's fields and houses, and in the old beach water. So it's not easy to catch the energetic ones.

The only reason for carrying a big goose is because Zhang Jing, who is usually very quiet, is now a little more shrewd and heroic as an assistant.

When I was having dinner last night, I might have been infected by Yang Dongxu's happy family. Once the warmth of this family came up and I drank a few glasses of wine, I said that I wanted to eat big goose stewed in an iron pot.

Saying that I am a Suzhou girl who has stayed in Yanjing for many years, it is too unreasonable to have never eaten authentic rural iron pot stewed goose.

As for stewing in an iron pot, it is obviously a Northeastern dish, and it has nothing to do with Yang Dongxu, who is in northern Anhui.

But as a southern girl, as long as it snows, it is the north. As for the stewed goose in the iron pot in northern Anhui, it is not authentic. Is the goose an authentic domestic goose? Is the iron pan an iron pan?

So this must be arranged.

And looking at the posture of these people, it is estimated that this iron pot stewed goose will not be able to wait tonight, and it will be arranged at noon today.

If Aunt Hua hadn't woken up early and made breakfast today, maybe these few people would be able to arrange the big goose stew in the iron pot for breakfast.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, come over to marinate the big goose. The old man said you can cook this dish." Seeing her son, Yang Ma, who was originally very happy, gave her son a quick look.

It's like a son who went home for the New Year, but didn't bring his grandson back, how disgusting it is.

"oh!"

I didn't have a meal this morning, and I have to work later, what can Yang Dongxu do? He could only nod in agreement.

It is estimated that several women would also like to experience the matter of plucking the goose, otherwise he would not simply marinate the packed goose for lunch, and he would probably need to clean up the goose.

Looking at his mother with a few girls, it seemed that the proud mother chicken left with a few chicks. Yang Dongxu, who turned around, just saw his son coming out of a shop with a box of cleaning guns.

"Why do you have so many guns?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but stare at his son.

In the final exam, this kid scored first in the whole year. Zhou Ya, who is in a good mood, has recently relaxed his son's discipline. This guy is alright in Shanghai, but it didn't take long for him to let himself go in the countryside this time.

Every day before the meal time, I can’t see anyone at all, even if it’s the meal time, sometimes I have to go outside to look for it.

"Help my little grandma catch the big geese. Aunt Qing'er caught the goose just now and chased the big goose into the south river." Wen Chen said, and a few friends around him immediately stood at attention, indicating that they did not Do something bad.

As he got older, although Jiejie, a child of his uncle's family, still played with Wen Chen, Wen Chen no longer liked his little uncle.

Because this little uncle no longer took him to go crazy, but with other older kids in the same village, he was always strolling on the street watching girls, or going to the establishment to play billiards and watch girls, which are very boring things.

It's not as interesting as taking him to blow up dung piles with a cannon before.

"You just use this to catch up?" Yang Dongxu widened his eyes.

The big goose that Mama Yang was carrying just now was caught by her aunt's house. Mama Yang and Mama Yang have been going to Shanghai or Xiangjiang to see their grandsons and granddaughters because they have been in the past few years. They stay for a week and a half. , Even the pig farm is busy, so there are no chickens, ducks and geese at home.

After going back yesterday, my aunt forgot to catch one and put it under the basket while it was dark. In the morning, when Zhuo Qing'er and the others went to catch the geese, they chased the geese a little far, and needed to chase them back so as not to run too far and find their way home at night.

"This is for a while, I'm going to chase the geese first." Seeing that there was something wrong with his father's eyes, Wen Chen coped with it and ran away with his little friend, not giving his father a chance to talk.

"I'll deal with you when I go back tonight." Looking at his son who disappeared in the blink of an eye, Yang Dongxu felt that the slap was a little itchy.

For the sake of his loving father, he already had two sons, but he didn't realize that beating a child to give him a complete childhood was too inappropriate.

I muttered in my heart, I should fill my stomach first before thinking about beating my son.

"What are you looking at?" Sanyin smiled and walked over.

She was also accompanied by her husband, Sun Zhi.

Compared with the locals during the Chinese New Year, there are all kinds of excitement, and the children are having fun everywhere. The situation of the son-in-law from out of town is basically not much different from now and in the future.

Although delicious food and drink are indispensable, but this foreign language, I don't know how to communicate with the locals, and I am in a daze from time to time, wandering around the door like a silly son.