Chapter 419 Visiting Relatives
"It's still a matter of courtesy to the family. It's better to go twice to chat."
Ye Xiaomei pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Dad."
Wang Lan's temper remained the same. She served soup to Ye Xiaomei and the other girl while chatting about family matters:
"Your father is right. Although your grandmother and your aunt looked down on Qijun in the past, it is all in the past. As the old saying goes, a man lives by his face and a tree lives by its skin. We don't care what others think of us, but we have to keep our own face."
"Okay, Mom, I'll go to my mom's on the second day of the Chinese New Year, and to my grandma's on the third day."
Shang Zhen's eyes widened in surprise: "Auntie, this is too delicious. I haven't had home-made chicken soup for many years."
"That's right. When Xiao Mei was pregnant, I cooked soup for her all day long. She gained a lot of weight. But the food at home is not as good as the food at home. Look, she has lost weight again."
Wang Lan was telling the truth. Look at that pointed chin. Although he has big eyes and a handsome face, in the eyes of the elders, a fatter child would appear more blessed, which means that their family has good food and they can save face.
Ye Xiaomei didn't want to think too much about whether she had hidden meaning in her words. Anyway, she was determined to go to this school.
Shang Zhen glanced at Ye Xiaomei for a second longer, and for some reason, he suddenly felt envious.
Her parents are still alive. Although the dishes cooked by Aunt Zhao Mei are a hodgepodge, they taste great and have the flavor of home. Her in-laws are also good and treat her well, unlike Shang Zhen, who has nowhere to go during the New Year.
This time he got the chicken soup, and Shang Zhen drank it all, then he lay on Xiao Mei's bed, rubbing his belly and unable to get up:
"It's so delicious. I think I'll gain a few pounds this year."
"It's still early. You will register on the 16th and start the class on the 17th. There is still half a month left. If you like, eat more."
Ye Xiaomei is keeping accounts.
I just received a call from Zhaodi. It's the end of the month, and the tables reserved for the New Year and for entertaining guests from the first to the fifth day of the New Year are basically full.
Ye Xiaomei needs to remember this month's sales amount.
Originally, I wanted Zhaodi to go back home to celebrate the New Year, but she refused to go, saying that it would be boring to go back and her home was too far away.
"By the way, Xiaomei, didn't you say you would go to your aunt's place on the second day of the Chinese New Year? Can I stay there for two days?"
Shang Zhen suddenly suggested.
"You just like the food my mom cooks so much." Ye Xiaomei didn't even raise her head, but the computer in her hand was clicking.
Shang Zhen rubbed his bulging belly, and when he burped, chicken soup almost flowed out of the corners of his mouth:
"I don't know. Although your mother-in-law's soup is delicious, I still miss your mother's home cooking. You don't need to put too much pork belly slices, stew some vermicelli and cabbage. The taste is exactly the same as what my mother made when she was alive. I can eat almost three big steamed buns."
Ye Xiaomei then stopped writing and looked back at Shang Zhen. Although she dressed herself like a young man and had a satisfied smile on her face, she always made people feel that she had no one to rely on.
She obviously missed her mother when she said this:
"Okay, if you like it, we can bring some pork belly back. Cabbage is cheap now, less than 10 cents per pound at most, buy some and bring it back. Vermicelli is basically bought by every family every year during the New Year's shopping."
"It's great to have you." Shang Zhen felt happy.
Ye Xiaomei couldn't bear to drag on the sad part, so she turned around and scolded with a smile: "You didn't come here to spend the New Year with me, you came here for my mother, you have no conscience."
"Hey, you know me. You know me too well." Shang Zhen didn't refute and admitted it directly.
New Year’s Eve is the busiest time.
It's just a competition to see who sets off more firecrackers. This year, Ma Kaiqu bought one with 500 firecrackers, while those with less financial resources could just buy one with 100 or 200 firecrackers.
In a moment, the sound spread from the east to the west of the village. The explosions covered the ground in red. With the red couplets posted on the porches of every household, the festive atmosphere of the New Year was pushed to its peak.
The children ran around in their new clothes and sweated profusely in the winter.
No work is allowed on the first day of the Lunar New Year, including sweeping the floor or washing clothes. It is the most leisurely day of the year, even the Ma family's square table is occupied.
Ma Kaiqu, an old man who didn't like playing cards, was now sitting with his legs crossed and playing Landlord with others.
The neighbors gathered in the living room, and the sound of pointing and gesticulating was endless.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, people start visiting relatives and friends to pay New Year's greetings.
In the county, Monk Ye Xiaomei was crowded in the street. After finally buying cabbage and pork belly, he wanted to buy some fruits. When he squeezed out of the crowd, his back was sweating, which was warmer than sitting by the fire in the winter.
Especially considering that Ye Xiaoya is still a child, Ye Xiaomei bought two kilograms of crystal candy and five kilograms of fruit. The weather is cold and her father likes to have a couple of drinks. This time, they carried a lot of bags to the glass factory.
Unexpectedly, I saw a familiar figure outside the huge iron gate of the glass factory.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly remembered something and handed the things in her hand to Shang Zhen: "You go in first."
The glass factory is very large. There used to be a lot of scrap glass in the yard, which has now been cleaned up by Ye Daxiong, and the weeds have also been removed.
The U-shaped courtyard is surrounded by rooms on three sides. One side was a former glass-making factory, two of which have been cleared out to house sheep and rabbits respectively.
On the right is the former office area and some factory dormitories.
"Uncle Li, why are you here?" Ye Xiaomei saw him looking at the yard with a lonely expression. He had no intention of going in, but he also didn't make any move to leave.
Li Dayun was slightly startled: "Oh, Ye Xiaomei, are you coming?"
"No, I'm here to visit relatives. My parents live here." Ye Xiaomei pointed to the yard.
"What are you looking at here? It's so cold, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea?"
Li Dayun was a little embarrassed and spread his hands: "I won't go in. It's New Year's Day and I didn't buy anything. It's not appropriate to go to your house empty-handed."
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously noticed that there was a bottle of wine placed at the corner of the gate, and there were traces of wine spilled on the ground because the snow had melted into an arc.
This is clearly a sign of worship.
"Aren't rules made by people? You're welcome." Ye Xiaomei invited warmly.
Li Dayun smiled and refused: "No, really no, please go in quickly, I'm afraid it's going to snow again now."
Having said that, Li Dayun turned around and walked away as if he was escaping.
Suddenly he realized he had forgotten his bottle of wine, so he turned back, picked it up and left.
Ye Xiaomei looked at his back and asked in a deep voice, "Are you here to see your master?"
Li Dayun's back stiffened. He turned back slowly. Although he still had a smile on his face, it was obviously much stiffer:
"Not all of them. There are also some things that ordinary people would not believe."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
What Ye Xiaomei just remembered was what she learned about Li Dayun from her mother.
This glass factory was built by him and his team more than 20 years ago. But at that time he was still young, had just gotten married, and was still a greenhorn with little experience.
So the master took him along all the way.
But when building this glass factory, his master said that construction could only start in three days because of something.
At that time, the Revolutionary Committee was particularly strict in cracking down on feudal superstition, so his master passed away at that time.
Thinking of this, Li Dayun's back disappeared in the crowd, and Ye Xiaomei could only sigh.
Something that most people don’t believe in?
It seemed like she didn't even have the qualifications to be an ordinary person, so how could she not believe it?
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