When Feng Yijia visited his father's grave, Feng Youcai hid among the ancient coins and didn't even show his head.
Chen Hongxing wanted to make good friends with her in-laws, so she spent a lot of money to prepare a lot of firecrackers.
The crackling sound of this thing is so annoying that he doesn't like it.
I don’t know who invented firecrackers for visiting graves?
Is this because they are afraid that their ancestors underground are sleeping too deeply, and they won’t know when they visit their graves?
Or are you timid and afraid that ghosts really exist, so you use it to ward off evil and avoid danger?
Feng Youcai hid in the ancient coins, and tried to figure it out with his imaginary head for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.
New Year’s Eve.
In addition to ancestor worship, the most important thing is the reunion dinner.
This year, Mr. and Mrs. Meng are not here, so the Meng Sheng family does not have to gather at the old house for the reunion dinner.
The family members sat around the table.
Although it was a little quieter with fewer people, there was no more innuendo and sarcasm between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, and sisters-in-law as in previous years.
The whole family had a comfortable and happy meal.
The youngest, Meng Qiang, ate the chicken drumstick that everyone gave him and said to his parents, "This is the happiest reunion dinner I've ever had this year.
Unlike previous years, when I had to fight with my cousins for something delicious, not only did the food not taste good or fill me up, but I also had to endure a lot of anger.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Hongxing recalled the bad things that happened during the Chinese New Year in previous years. She glared at her husband and snorted, but considering it was a major holiday, she didn't say much.
Meng Chenglin felt somewhat guilty. He glanced at his talkative son and scolded him gently, "Even with all this food, you can't stop eating?"
Meng Qiang lowered his head and ate meat in silence.
His pitiful appearance caused the others to laugh secretly.
There was plenty of meat and vegetables on the table, and those sitting around were all their close and beloved ones. This was also the happiest New Year's Eve dinner that Meng Sheng and Feng Yiji had ever had in their lives.
When people are happy, accidents are likely to happen.
Feng Yijia was bored at home, so he made rice wine according to the ancient recipe. Today, it was brewed just long enough. He scooped it out and tasted it. It was sweet and delicious.
So the men drank Erguotou, and the mother-in-law, daughter-in-law and the underage Meng Qiang just used it as a drink.
Feng Yijia didn't taste much of the alcohol, nor did he think it could intoxicate him. In addition, he was so happy that he unconsciously ate bowl after bowl.
When the meal was almost over, Meng Sheng, who was sitting next to him, noticed that something was wrong.
Feng Yijia's back became more and more bent, and finally she lay directly on the table. She didn't say anything or make a fuss, but just smiled at him with misty eyes.
That smile, set against her rosy, pouty lips and her drunken cheeks, looked like a newly blossoming peach blossom, or even more like the enchanting fairy in the legend.
Meng Sheng only took one look and felt that the half bowl of Erguotou in his stomach turned into a raging fire of desire, burning his whole body to the point of tenseness.
He didn't even bother eating the New Year's Eve dinner. He put down his chopsticks, hugged the man, and said to the others, "Dad, Mom, eldest brother, and third brother, you guys continue eating.
Ikea is drunk, I'm sending him back to rest!"
After saying this, he didn't wait for anyone to answer and went to the next yard.
When Feng Yijia heard his name, his mind raced, and he blinked and struggled in the man's arms, retorting with a thick tongue: "I, I'm not drunk.
You are drunk, and even walking makes me dizzy!"
“Yes, you are not drunk, I am drunk.
Be good and close your eyes, then you won't feel dizzy!"
Meng Sheng coaxed the person softly, holding the person tightly with both hands, and was able to free half of his palm to press the person's head against his chest.
No one except myself can look at my daughter-in-law's beauty, which is as beautiful as a peach or plum blossom when she is drunk, not even my parents or brothers.
The two of them quickly walked out of the main room and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Then, the sound of scooping and pouring water was heard outside.
The expressions of the few people who were still eating were somewhat complicated.
Chen Hongxing and his wife felt a little jealous, as their son was raised by someone else after all.
Brother Meng Chao felt his stomachs were a little bloated, not from the wine and meat on the table, but from the dog food.
However, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, seeing how Meng Sheng dotes on his wife, he doesn't have to worry about his evil father-in-law coming to seek revenge on him for the time being.
Feng Yijia was so drunk that his head was dizzy. He felt as if he was in the clouds that night, and his whole body was floating in the air and he didn't feel up to the ground.
The next day, when I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers welcoming the spring in the village, I found that my body, which had been drifting all night, felt like it was possessed by a ghost. Everything about me felt wrong, and even my throat was very dry.
I lifted the quilt a little, lowered my head and saw the various marks on my body that had disappeared in two days and then reappeared. I knew what happened that night without thinking.
The culprit was no longer around, so Feng Yijia had to suppress his urge to strangle someone for the time being.
No matter what, you can't sleep in during the Chinese New Year.
She struggled to get up, dressed, and went downstairs. She poured a glass of water from the kettle and drank it. She only left the house when she felt her throat was better.
A new year, a new day, the sky seemed to be filled with joy, and half of the clear blue sky was covered with orange-red clouds.
Thousands of rays of light illuminate the snow-capped earth, the red is brilliant, the white is eye-catching, with a kind of shocking, cold and gorgeous beauty.
Feng Yijia went out, stopped, looked at the beautiful scenery for three seconds, and then quickly ran into the kitchen where smoke was already rising.
In the winter in Mengjia Village, it is cold when it is windy and snowy, and even colder when the sky clears and the snow melts.
The biting cold in the early morning can freeze people's bones directly, making them shiver with cold.
The person cooking in the kitchen was Meng Sheng. When he saw Feng Yijia coming in, he didn't wait for anyone to start a fight, but started to mutter with a guilty look on his face: "Why are you up so early? Are you hungry?
My parents were on guard last night, so they might not get up for a while.
I cooked some pig's feet. How about I make you a bowl of pig's feet noodles first?"
As he spoke, he diligently added hot water for the person to wash his face.
Feng Yijia didn't answer, but rubbed her sore waist with one hand. Ignoring the man's flattering face, she reached under the hem of his cotton-padded jacket, found the soft flesh on his waist and grabbed it twice. She snorted in dissatisfaction before taking the hot water to wash.
Meng Sheng grimaced in pain, but didn't dare move. After he had vented his anger, he didn't dare mention it again.
It was because he was drunk last night and lost control of himself, asking for too much.
He then took out two red envelopes he had prepared earlier and handed them to Feng Yijia, saying with an apologetic smile, "This is from my wife. These are last night's lucky money and the New Year's red envelope!"
Most of the man's money was given to her to keep. Feng Yijia thought it was just a few dozen dollars, so after washing up, she reached out to take it and opened it to take a look.
But he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
One of them contained eighty-eight dollars as she expected, while the other contained a deposit certificate for twenty thousand dollars.
"Where did you get so much money? Didn't you say that you invested all the money you earned from the shop outside into buying electrical appliances and seafood?" she asked.
Meng Sheng replied with a smile: "The goods have to be sold after they are brought in. The New Year is the peak consumption period for people, and we sold a lot in just a few days.
My parents counted the money, saved the bulk of it, and brought it back to me the other day.
I was saving it for a surprise for you last night.
As a result... I can only give it to you today."
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