Xu Xiangyang felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at his family.
Because it was late, he lied and said he had already eaten, so that no one would have to work.
Anyway, there's a cafeteria inside, so you won't go hungry if you just grab something to eat.
His family knew he was very tired from driving all the way, so they quickly told him to go home and rest.
When Xu Xiangyang woke up the next day, he checked the time and it was already 10 a.m.
He rubbed his temples; he had slept for too long, and his head was starting to hurt.
I got up and checked the stove; it was already lit, and there was hot water in the kettle on top.
The house has a heating stove, which he usually heats himself. I guess his family members came in and heated it for him.
I felt much more refreshed after washing my face, and after changing my clothes, I went out.
It was snowing heavily outside, and although the snow in the yard had been cleared, another layer of snow had covered it.
Red paper couplets and a large "福" (good fortune) character were pasted on the door of the main house.
Standing in the yard, you can smell the strong aroma of meat. It's not just their house; all the neighbors on the left and right are stewing meat.
It's Chinese New Year, and everyone is indulging in good food for good luck.
With a smile on his face, Xu Xiangyang heard cheerful voices coming from the main room and went inside.
"Xiangyang's awake? Are you hungry?" Grandma Wang happened to come out and saw him.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "I'm not very hungry. Let's have lunch together."
He wasn't really hungry. He ate a full meal before going to bed last night, and he just woke up. Why would he be hungry?
Grandma Wang knew he never lied, so she nodded in agreement, "Okay, come inside and sit down. There's meat stewing in the pot. I'll go check on it."
Everyone was sitting around the table, which was laden with melon seeds, candies, apples, and oranges—fruits that Xu Xiangyang had brought back.
The supply here is limited. Each family can only buy two pounds of small apples and ten pounds of frozen pears and frozen persimmons. That's enough for what to eat.
In the dead of winter, they only give out this little bit of fruit. Who wouldn't eat one or two when they come to visit?
With just one division, the family didn't even eat two; they were all given to relatives who came to visit.
Of course, Xu Xiangyang's family doesn't have any relatives either; they've all cut off ties.
Wang Zhongshan was always alone, and he had lost contact with Xu Guangtian, so he had no relatives left.
"Xiangyang, come and have an apple." Wang Xiumin called to him while holding the child.
Xu Xiangyang didn't want to eat apples, so he shook his head and said, "We'll be eating soon, why would we eat apples?"
He took the child from Xu Guangtian's arms and said, "This child has really grown up. He has changed a lot in just one month."
He looked at Little Xu with curiosity. Before, he was just a little bit cute, but now he's getting cuter and cuter.
Her chubby little face was all flesh, and since she was born in winter, her skin was especially fair.
Looks like the kids have been eating a lot lately, they've gained so much weight. When they were born, each of them weighed just over five pounds, but now they're the same size as other babies of the same age.
Wang Xiumin pouted, "Even if you just drink milk powder every day, you'd still have to make the puppy look good."
It wasn't that she was reluctant to give her child formula; it was that she had breast milk, so why spend the money?
But recently, she has been breastfeeding less, and she feels much better. I don't know if it's related to breastfeeding.
Xu Xiangyang rolled his eyes, somewhat helpless at her description. "My goodness, you're giving your sons dog names, so you really treat us like dogs."
He always felt helpless about the nicknames he and his underlings had, but that was just the way things were back then, and even after all this time, he still couldn't get used to it.
Wang Xiumin didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so she said, "Everyone goes through this, it's good enough that we didn't give you a hard time."
Shit...
Actually, this name does exist. In their old place, there were two guys named Shit Egg.
In the first few years, the times were tough; people couldn't get enough to eat or wear. To make their children easier to raise, they would give them all sorts of unpleasant names, the worse the better.
He stopped worrying about the name, since compared to Shit Egg, his Dog Egg was a little better.
Just a little bit!
Grandma Wang cooked lunch, and Xu Xiangyang helped stir-fry two dishes. Because it was Chinese New Year, the meal was especially lavish.
Braised pig's trotters, pig's head meat, braised pork ribs, stewed river fish, braised pork hock, braised pork belly, tofu stewed with beef, and stewed chicken with potatoes.
Goodness, I'm just speechless.
"These eight dishes are all meat dishes, it really feels like Chinese New Year," Xu Xiangyang smacked his lips.
He just made braised chicken with potatoes and braised pork ribs in the kitchen. The rest were prepared by Grandma Wang. I didn't expect them to be all meat dishes.
Grandma Wang sighed helplessly, "Where do we have any green vegetables? We've been eating cabbage, potatoes, and radishes every day for days now, and we're tired of it."
Actually, when Xu Xiangyang isn't home, they often eat these dishes, occasionally stewing a chicken, or stir-frying some meat and cabbage.
Anyway, a meal consisting entirely of meat dishes is something that has never happened before.
Xu Guangtian's mouth watered as he said, "This is what the New Year should be like! What kind of New Year is it if we don't eat meat?"
He's the only one in the family who loves meat, and seeing so much meat and vegetables makes him beam with joy.
Not only does he love to eat meat, but everyone in his family does too.
These days, who doesn't love to eat meat? Everyone's so thin and malnourished, who cares if eating too much meat will make them fat?
I haven't even gained weight, let alone developed high blood pressure, high cholesterol, or high blood sugar.
Everyone ate with gusto, their mouths practically dripping with oil. Except for Xu Xiangyang, everyone else was so engrossed in their meal that they couldn't sit still.
Xu Xiangyang hadn't originally planned to eat much; he didn't have as much of a need for meat as others.
However, seeing his family enjoying their meal so much, he couldn't stop eating.
He knows how to eat, so he puts down his chopsticks when he's full, unlike the others who eat until they can't straighten their backs.
"I'll clean up, you guys take a break." Xu Xiangyang said with a smile as he got up to clear the dishes.
It's Chinese New Year today, and the whole family is happy and it's nice to relax.
There was another dish like this in the kitchen, but four more were left over. I prepared twelve dishes for dinner, and the dumpling filling was already mixed—chives and eggs.
This guy really prepared a lot; you'd think his family had more than ten members.
In fact, Xu Xiangyang rarely prepares a lot of dishes. After all, if you can't finish them, you have to eat the leftovers. Who likes to eat leftovers? It would be much better to cook stir-fries every day.
After tidying up, he sat in his room and started fiddling with the radio.
He only went back to lie down after he heard sounds coming from inside.
There's no television now, and no entertainment programs, it's really boring.
There are always kids making a ruckus in the neighboring yard, either throwing firecrackers or yelling.
I can hear them laughing and joking from so far away, I don't know what's so fun about it.
Xu Xiangyang unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, feeling that life was really good.
Looking back, I've been here for a year now, and I've long since gotten used to everything.
I've been able to protect more people since then, and although I'm busy every day, I'm very happy.
Isn't this great?
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