"Oh." She smoothed her messy hair and began to put on her clothes one by one.

Roll into a ball, walk out, sit at the table, hold the bowl and eat steaming dumplings.

Mr. Mu looked at her with a smile, "Let's go to the bathhouse to take a bath and get a haircut."

Fu Xiao tilted his head and glanced at his hair that was already past his shoulders. "Grandpa, do I have to cut my hair?"

"Not necessarily, but you can't get a haircut in the first month of the year. You can only get your hair cut on the second day of the second month. Do you think your hair is too long? If you don't think it's too long, then don't cut it."

She knew the rule. Cutting hair in the first month of the year was bad for her uncle...

She shook her head. "I tied my hair up and didn't cut it. I also stopped going to the bathhouse because I felt so bored."

Her hair is always cut by Li Xiufen, and she is used to it. She doesn’t know whether the people at the barbershop can give her the effect she wants.

"Okay, if you don't go, I'll go with your dad. By the way, let's call Xingzhou along as well," he said to Mu Lianshen. Mu Lianshen frowned, looking a little unhappy, but didn't say anything against it.

"Grandpa, are we still going to cut paper-cuts today?"

“Hahaha,” Mr. Mu said with a smile, “No one in our family knows how to play. If you want to play, just give it a try. We have red paper at home anyway.”

He looked at Mu Lianshen again, "Eat faster, go early and come back early, because you have to clean the room when you come back."

Mu Lianshen put down the bowl, picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on, "Let's go."

Watching them walk out, Fu Xiao took the three bowls of dumplings to the kitchen and washed them.

She returned to bed again, and waited until the sun outside became warm before getting out of bed. She moved a small stool and sat at the door of the main room, eating melon seeds in the sun.

Feeling a little hot, I took off my outermost military coat.

When Mu Lianshen and others came back, her face was sunburned red, and the winnowing basket on the ground was full of melon seeds and peanut shells.

She looked at the hair of several people, and saw that they had all had their hair cut into a buzz cut, as if in wholesale.

Mr. Mu still has more hair left, but Mu Lianshen and Shen Xingzhou, on the other hand, obviously cut their hair to save trouble.

Fortunately, her appearance is not bad and she is not ugly at all.

The beard should have been trimmed to make him look very energetic.

As soon as I got home, Mr. Mu gave an order and started cleaning the room and yard again.

Individual rooms are occupied by permanent residents and are very clean, so they don't need much cleaning. There is not much dust in the living room either, so a simple wipe is all that is needed.

The most important things to clean up are the kitchen and the storeroom.

The things in the warehouse were taken out one by one, cleaned first, and then sorted and put back.

After everything was packed up, it was already noon. Fu Xiao looked at Grandpa Mu who was giving orders and asked, "Grandpa, what are we having for lunch?"

"There's a chicken in the kitchen,"

"Okay, I understand,"

Fu Xiao walked into the kitchen, took out the chicken, chopped it in half, and stir-fried half of it and stewed the other half.

There is a small gas cylinder in the Mu family’s kitchen.

[Baidu found that a filling station was built in 1965. There are many supply service stations in Beijing. At that time, many residential users used liquefied petroleum gas in gas cylinders.]

Use a big pot burned with wood for cooking, and just use gas to stew soup.

Just as I put the chicken into the stew pot, Shen Xingzhou walked in, "I'll light the fire..."

Fu Xiao pointed to the half chicken on the chopping board and said, "Cut the chicken into pieces first. I'll go wash the mushrooms."

"The water is cold, I'll take a shower."

Shen Xingzhou put down the knife and took the mushrooms from her hand, washed them several times and put them aside to drain, chopped the chicken into pieces, and sat on the small stool in front of the stove to light the fire.

Fu Xiao stared at his buzz cut for a long time. He raised his eyes to meet hers and smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Why did you think of cutting your hair so short?"

Chen Xingzhou tilted his head to look at the kitchen door and complained in a low voice: "If Grandpa Mu hadn't discovered it in time, I wouldn't even be able to keep this little hair. Uncle Mu was going to let the master shave my head..."

Fu Xiao curled his lips and smiled.

He asked, “Is it ugly?”

She looked at his face and couldn't say it was ugly. "It's not ugly, it's very energetic."

Not only is it not ugly, it even has a bit more wildness than before.

Hearing her say this, the tail of Shen Xingzhou's eyes began to rise again.

Fu Xiao glared at him and said, "Stop laughing. How did you light the fire? I want to cook, but the pan isn't hot yet."

...

On the eve of the Chinese New Year, people worship the Kitchen God.

During the Little New Year, people worship the Kitchen God and express their wishes, hoping that all their wishes will come true.