Chapter 158 What to do after the New Year? Make money!
The two of them set up the New Year's atmosphere and occasionally played around childishly, and in the blink of an eye it was New Year's Eve.
Nowadays, people’s eyes are not only on fish and meat, but also on delicacies from mountains and seas.
Today, my cousin's family did not stop working and have been busy.
The orders have not decreased but doubled in the past few days, and even Zhao Fengnian has gone to lend a hand.
Shi Qingqing thought it was a good thing for him to go and help, and she was the one who urged him to go.
Zhao Fengnian only needs to slaughter the chickens and ducks at home, and as for the rest, she can make use of the power of modern kitchen utensils while being alone at home.
In addition, we already have some ready-made dishes that are stewed, braised, or boiled, so we just need to serve them on the table.
I made dumplings with several fillings while listening to the lively noise on the radio.
When it’s almost ready, I’ll send some of the dishes to my cousin and his family. I guess they won’t have time to eat today, let alone prepare a New Year’s Eve dinner.
Zhao Fengnian did not take the initiative to invite his cousin and his family to come over. They were busy at the time, so they did not have the New Year's Eve dinner together.
"Thank you so much, Qingqing. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the time to prepare something delicious for the New Year, and it wouldn't have felt like the New Year."
Shi Qingqing waved her hand: "We are a family."
Then I took my real family back home and had a good meal.
Don't rush, chew slowly.
In the afternoon, Zhao Fengnian went out to deliver a smoked goose. After he came back, he had some free time, so the two of them continued to make dumplings with the fillings they had not finished.
After packing hundreds of bags, both of their fingers felt a little sore.
When listening to the radio just now, Zhao Fengnian was still being joking. He imitated the crosstalk actors' speech and his expressions were super exaggerated, which made Shi Qingqing almost vomit.
It’s not because the funny expression is too ugly, but because people will feel like vomiting if they laugh too much.
"Take care of your face. People say that if you make too many exaggerated expressions, your face will be covered with wrinkles."
"That's interesting. Everyone will have wrinkles on their face in the future. We will all get old one day. If you keep a straight face every day because of this, life will be so boring. Just be a wooden man. Come on, wooden man!"
Shi Qingqing was suddenly called to play the game, and quickly cooperated for fear of "fouling the rules".
Zhao Fengnian laughed heartlessly.
On New Year's Eve, the two of them stayed up past midnight, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside, and took two strings of firecrackers and set them off around the yard.
Shi Qingqing also stocked up on the kind of fireworks that bloom when held in the hand. The two of them played with more than thirty of them before they stopped.
They also went to find Xiang'er. Compared to the old couple who were tired and just wanted to sleep, Xiang'er was still looking forward to the New Year atmosphere.
When my brother and sister-in-law called out, I excitedly shouted "Yes!" and ran out wearing overshoes and a coat.
I've been stuck at home all day.
The three of them played for a while on the road, and Zhao Fengnian took some firecrackers to the outside of his cousin's house and asked Xiang'er to set them off.
With the crackling sound, we spent a lively night.
It was three o'clock in the morning when Shi Qingqing fell asleep in Zhao Fengnian's arms.
Just over two hours later, he woke up again.
It’s not that I was a shallow sleeper, it’s that some naughty kid in the village was playing with fire in his bed and a fire started.
The fire was not big and only burned half of the child's quilt.
The child seems to be fine, but the love and education of his parents is probably so close that it is hard to say whether there is any problem or not.
On the first day of the new year, eat and drink.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the couple went to Shi Ma's house to celebrate the New Year. There were three dishes and a soup on the table. Shi Ma had a forced smile on her face and a cloth tied on her head, just like the one she wore during confinement to protect herself from the wind. She sat next to the dining table in the kitchen with a broken basin of burning charcoal at her feet, warming herself by the fire.
The spirit and energy are getting weaker and weaker.
Because it was Chinese New Year, Shi Qingqing treated it as a memorial to her ancestors and moved a lot of good things over, of course letting the neighbors see them first.
A pig's trotter, a three-yellow chicken, a few bottles of wine and drinks, and some snacks that had been stored for a few days for entertaining guests at home. They were not spoiled, but they were packed in bulk and did not look so fresh.
But even so, it is the most sumptuous meal on Shi Ma's table.
Only Shi Ma noticed that the pig's trotters had been hastily rinsed with water, the three-yellow chicken was probably frozen and thawed, and the alcohol and drinks were from an unknown store, but they were the ones she didn't like.
Shi Ma curled her lips. This was revenge for how she had been treated when she was a child.
"I can't keep the house clean anymore."
Shi Qingqing was surprised that Shi's mother would actually make requests to her.
So I subconsciously agreed to solve this problem.
She pushed Zhao Fengnian.
Zhao Fengnian stood up, and before he could find a broom or rag, he heard Shi Qingqing say, "Go find your brother-in-law. He ate our 3,600 yuan betrothal gift and fertilizer money, and lives in my house and has children to raise. How can he not even clean up the house? If he doesn't come back to clean it up, ask your friend to help."
Zhao Fengnian nodded and made an OK gesture.
Shi Ma frowned, but didn't stop him.
In previous years, Shi Qingqing kept the house clean, even cleaning the cracks in the door with her fingers.
I remember that about the year before last, the eldest daughter Shi Caihong pinched Shi Qingqing's finger while she was washing.
What did she say?
You're almost old enough to get married, but you're not careful in what you do.
Your sister is still breastfeeding and isn't in the mood, so don't bother her.
Shi Ma really felt regretful.
In particular, I discovered that Shi Qingqing and Zhao Fengnian's life was not as poor as it appeared.
That complexion, the smell of shampoo on your body.
And the fabric from under old coats.
And the watch that Zhao Fengnian did not hide.
There is also the confidence and composure that can only be developed when you are not short of money.
If, if...
Would my current situation be better?
The pork elbow will be well-cooked, glutinous and easy to eat, and the taste is also very good.
The three-yellow chicken would be bought and slaughtered immediately, and then used to make soup or cooked with potatoes, which was her favorite combination.
Even if there are at least five or six dishes on the table at home, it will look much better if there are two fried dishes and a plate of cold dishes.
Shi Qingqing got up and walked around the house, then went to the vegetable garden at home.
She remembered that there seemed to be a piece of land at home, facing the street and close to the bamboo forest.
She tried to be filial again and see if it was possible to get the land smoothly. If she had no vegetables to eat, she could just dig some bamboo shoots.
Shi Qingqing thought so, but did not go into the kitchen, but went to her uncle's house.
A suitcase bag that was originally carried in and placed in the corner was carried out again.
When I got to my uncle's house, he had good cigarettes, good wine, good tea and good candy.
Several younger generations in the family gave red envelopes.
My aunt was so happy that she responded immediately when she heard Shi Qingqing asking about the bamboo forest.
"You are the only two daughters your mother has. If she doesn't give you two, will she give you your useless brother-in-law? Your sister already has the house your mother lives in, and the place facing the street is small, so it should be your turn."
Shi Qingqing smiled and gently patted her aunt's hand: "Aunt, recently my husband intends to package some mountain products and sell them in big cities. You know there are many rich people in big cities who are willing to buy good products.
I remember that your mother's family seemed to have a bamboo mountain. Are there a lot of bamboo shoots every year? And for fungus, don't you even have ten or so logs in the backyard to grow fungus?"
The eldest aunt's eyes lit up when she heard her husband say, "You want bamboo shoots? Your aunt and I will dig some more this year and dry them for you. I also have half a bamboo forest, which is enough for you..."
My aunt almost stood up and glared at him!
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