Han Qingsong: “……!!!”

Everyone also heard that it was Sanwang.

Da Wang jumped down to the ground, rushed into the main room barefoot without even bothering to put on shoes, snatched San Wang's wine bottle, and then carried San Wang directly back to the kang.

Sanwang was still kicking, "Diao Yide, what evil thoughts do you have! My Aqing Sao, leaning against the big tree to enjoy the cool, I will not panic when I see you~~~"

After all this hassle, the smell of alcohol wafted out and filled the whole room.

Lin Lan quickly put on her clothes and went to the east room with Han Qingsong.

Da Wang wrapped the icy San Wang in the quilt. He was still singing. All the songs he heard on the radio were taught by Liu Chuncai. He knew everything now, even though he didn't know how to sing before. It was as if he was possessed by a drama master.

Erwang and Mai Sui also leaned forward to ask him what was going on.

Mai Sui: "What's going on? You're still young, and you're drinking to drown your sorrows?"

Erwang: "I guess he felt bad because he didn't do well in the exam. Oh, I didn't expect Sanwang to be so stubborn. I misunderstood him."

Lin Lan: God, he drinks to drown his sorrows! Who would believe that he is so stubborn? I think he deserves a beating!

Han Qingsong touched Sanwang's forehead and body. Lin Lan asked nervously, "Do you have a fever?"

Han Qingsong said calmly: "It's okay."

Erwang: "I'll make him a bowl of ginger soup, so he doesn't catch a cold. I don't know when he got sick."

Lin Lan: "Just lie down. I'm already up. I'll endure it."

Han Qingsong asked her to get on the kang while he kept her company.

How could Lin Lan feel at ease? She naturally had to do something. She felt a little guilty when she saw Sanwang being so silent before going to bed, and now she felt even more guilty.

Han Qingsong helped her light the fire while Lin Lan cut the ginger.

In the middle of the night, the family started to light a fire. When people saw it, they thought that Lin Lan's family got up in the middle of the night to prepare something delicious.

This bitch's hat is definitely made of iron and she can never take it off in her lifetime.

Lin Lan asked Da Wang to keep an eye on him and give him some warm water to make sure he didn't vomit anything.

Sanwang's face turned red from drinking so much, and after getting into bed he felt hot all over again. He gestured to kick around, but Dawang held him down.

After the ginger soup was cooked, Lin Lan added a large spoonful of brown sugar to help Sanwang sober up.

This naughty kid is so drunk at such a young age. I don’t know if he has any sequelae.

What about alcohol poisoning, alcohol addiction... Lin Lan filled her mind with a lot of ideas.

It was sweet and spicy, just right for Sanwang's taste. He thought he was drinking, smacking his lips, "Good wine, good wine! Waiter, three more bowls, please!"

Lin Lan: “…………” Brother San, you’re done. Just wait and see how I’ll deal with you tomorrow!

Sanwang refused to get into bed and continued to lie there drunk, singing and dancing.

Da Wang slapped him twice on the butt, and San Wang then obediently went into bed.

But the mouth can't be blocked.

After drinking the ginger soup, he didn't vomit or fall asleep, but he didn't wake up either. He just made a lot of noise and sang opera, which was terrible.

I sang all the songs I heard on the radio, whether I liked them or not.

In a good mood, he pointed at Han Qingsong and called him a treacherous minister, pointed at Lin Lan and called her his beloved concubine, pointed at Dawang and called him Wu Song, pointed at Erwang and called him a treacherous concubine, pointed at Mai Sui and called him Wu Dalang...

He patted his chest and kicked his legs: "Where's Red Boy? Fork him up for me!"

It's a mess!

After tossing and turning for a long time in the second half of the night, Lin Lanwo finally fell asleep exhausted in Han Qingsong's arms.

The next day the whole family got up late.

Han Qingsong didn't get up to blow the whistle for morning exercises. Everyone in the village was curious. Why didn't they do morning exercises when it wasn't snowing or anything else?

Sanwang was the first to wake up. The room was still dark and the straw curtains were not removed. His elder and second brothers were both sleeping soundly.

He jumped up with a somersault and said, "Oh, why is my head so dizzy and painful?"

He looked at his elder brother, and was sure that he had been beaten because he did not sleep well at night! Humph, he even said that he did not sleep well.

He smacked his lips. Why was it sweet and spicy? Could it be that he was chewing the mutton he had eaten last night like a cow?

He grumbled, as he was holding his urine, and quickly put on his clothes and went to pee. He found that there was also a straw curtain hanging in the west room, and no one in the family had gotten up yet.

Director Han was sleeping too much and the sun was rising from the west.

How strange!

Sanwang tiptoed to the west door, peeked through the crack, and found his mother sleeping soundly in his father's arms.

Then he looked at Han Qingsong again, and was met with a pair of dark eyes.

Because of the straw curtains, the room was dark, and Han Qingsong's eyes looked particularly dark and deep, which frightened him so much that he quickly pretended nothing had happened and slipped away.

My mouth is so dry! He quickly poured water from the thermos, cooled it in the teacup, and gulped down the entire cup of water.

“Oh, how sweet!”

He sat at the table for a while and felt that something was not right. However, he was not a thoughtful person. He would sit there for a whole day or a year without even thinking about his life.

He had no choice but to go back into the house and stare at his eldest brother for a while, wondering whether he should secretly punch his eldest brother on the head twice as revenge.

He gestured in the air above Da Wang's head, and Da Wang rolled over to avoid him. "What time is it?"

Sanwang: "I don't know. I'm awake now. You guys are too lazy."

It would take at least eight o'clock for him to wake up.

Erwang pulled up the quilt and covered his head, "Don't say anything."

Sanwang was confused. What was going on?

He pounded his head, feeling a headache. "Hey, who was the one who was howling like a ghost last night? It made me unable to sleep well all night. I have a headache!"

Mai Sui: "... Sanwang, shut up!"

Sanwang: "...Ah, being last in the exam means you have no status."

He returned to the main room and sat down, thinking about life (big fog).

He suddenly remembered something.

…

He woke up at midnight last night.

He ate too much mutton in the evening and felt hot all over. In addition, he and his elder brother were in the same quilt, and his elder brother was sweating profusely, which made him feel even hotter.

In the past, when he felt hot, he would just kick off the quilt, and when his elder brother was woken by the cold, he would pick it up and cover him with it.

When he woke up, he didn't kick off the quilt because he was very thirsty, so he decided to get up, drink some water and get some fresh air.

He quietly crawled out of the quilt. Although it was cold outside the quilt, he was not afraid of the heat. He put on his cotton jacket and went down to the ground with his bare butt.

He went to the main room in his cotton socks to drink water. The hot kettle and teacup at home were placed on the dining table, ready for anyone to drink.

The room was dark and he couldn't see clearly, so he could only grope around.

I am usually clumsy, but today I felt bad because I got the last place in the exam, so I thought I should be more careful. I tried the teacup and found that there was no water, so I didn't want to pour hot water in it.

The water in the kettle was too hot to drink, so he would rather drink some cool water.

He reached for the ladle on top of the water tank, hoping to get some cool water to drink, but he touched a bottle first and immediately realized it was the wine bottle from home.

Out of curiosity, he opened the can and took a sip.

Wow~ It's so spicy!!! My head is steaming!

After swallowing it, a surge of heat rose in my stomach, instantly making my whole body feel warm.

He thought it was fun!

So he took another big gulp.

Ah——so spicy!!! So cool!!!

No wonder the secretary loves to drink wine so much, it tastes pretty good...

But that was it. What happened after drinking? He had no memory of it at all.

"Oh my god!"

Thinking of this, Sanwang jumped up with a start and turned to look at the wine bottle. Usually Lin Lan put it on the ground in front of the food cabinet.

The bottle is empty now!!!

Sanwang was so frightened that his soul left his body. It was all over. He was going to become a super fool.

He slapped his head, having a headache, and turned around on the ground, trying hard to think of the texts and poems that the teacher had taught him, but his mind was blank and he couldn't think of a single word.

"Ah——" he shouted.

The whole family was startled awake by him again, "What are you doing? Sanwang!"

Sanwang grabbed his ears, grief-stricken, "It's over, it's over, I've really become a fool, I've really become a fool!"

The family members stood up one after another. Han Qingsong knelt down and touched his head. It was warm, but not a fever, so he ignored it.

Lin Lan was relieved to see that he was not sick, but she did not want to pay any attention to him, for fear that he would take advantage of her.

Da Wang's eyes were cold when he looked at him, Er Wang had dark circles under his eyes and wanted to beat him up.

Only Xiao Wang looked puzzled: "Brother Xiao San, why are you so stupid? I'll just give you some of my eye drops."

Lin Lan: "Don't worry about him, kid. Your eyes are not good, not your brain. Your little brother is in trouble."

She was so excited that she uttered something in a foreign dialect.

Xiao Wang: "What is a brain prison?"

Lin Lan laughed and said, "I heard it from the radio. It said that his brain was confused and he deserved a beating."

Xiaowang looked at Sanwang sympathetically and said, "Mom, San brother's mind is all muddled. Please don't hit him. He looks so pitiful."

Lin Lan nodded, "Okay."

Xiaowang immediately and happily pulled Sanwang's hand, saying in a coaxing tone, "Brother San, come on, I'll take you out to play. Go slowly, don't let the threshold trip you up."

Sanwang: “…………”

He sniffed and said, "I'm going to read a book." He needed to see if he had really forgotten everything, and if he had really become stupid after drinking.

So the whole family watched Sanwang suddenly start studying hard at the end of the year.

Lin Lan deliberately left him alone. Seeing that he was uneasy, she didn't point it out to him. She just let him be nervous. It was good for him to read a book this way.

As for Sanwang, the more he worried about becoming stupid, the more he read books. He found that the more compassionate and gentle the eyes of his family looked at him!

As for drinking to drown one's sorrows, to hell with that, he had no worries at all.

He is afraid of being beaten!

So he has to act the whole part.

Han Qingsong didn't really hit him, but he gave him three lashes, which, including being late for exercise, made a total of five lashes.

Sanwang thought to himself that his parents probably didn't know how to beat him because he was too young, so they kept it in mind to scare him.

Of course, when he was beaten later, he finally knew that his father had really done it! ! The pain of his elder brother was real! !

However, many people in the village knew about Sanwang's performance in the middle of the night. It sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was very unpleasant to hear.

…………

On the 26th, 27th and 28th, the brigade was grinding tofu and making vermicelli, and continued to slaughter pigs and distribute the meat. The village was bustling with activity.

Lin Lan took Erwang home to make steamed buns for the New Year. Dawang, Maisui and Sanwang were the ones who received the gifts. Maisui was responsible for the accounts, Dawang for carrying things, and Sanwang for arguing with people. They were no different.

Han Qingsong and his colleagues in the bureau also had a holiday, so they went to the county to attend a commendation meeting. Of course, Han Qingsong went there for his award.

He asked Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong to come out for the meeting, while he took people to count the rewards in his own bureau. The total must not be less, and then they also had to score points in their own bureau.

Rewards are usually food, clothing, daily necessities, tickets, etc., and also cash.

After receiving the rewards and distributing them according to merit, Han Qingsong naturally got the most: 100 catties of flour, 20 catties of peanut oil, 5 catties of sesame oil, 20 catties of kerosene, 10 catties of melon seeds, a pig's hind leg, some frozen Spanish mackerel, 5 catties of sugar, two warm pots, two enamel basins, two enamel pots, and some red dates, apples, pears, snacks, dried fruits, etc. 50 meters of cloth coupons, 5 catties of cotton coupons, and 100 yuan.

It is said that the reward given by the County Revolutionary Committee to the Shanshui Commune Public Security Bureau is not only unprecedented in history, but even the current cadres of the Revolutionary Committee have not received such a generous reward.

This is Han Qingsong’s first one!

They feel at ease taking it and don't think it's a big deal.

Especially Han Qingsong, he didn't take anything that he shouldn't have, but he was also very clear about what was his and took every penny.

After all, this car can make his wife happy for a year!

The commune also has year-end benefits, such as noodles, oil, eggs, sugar, etc. Although it cannot be compared with the county, it is not bad.

The most eye-catching benefit is the big-ticket ticket. There is only one ticket per year. This year it is rotated among the commune cadres, and next year it will be rewarded to advanced employees. Last year it was a bicycle ticket, and this year it is a sewing machine ticket.

This kind of reward can be obtained by going directly to the county supply and marketing cooperative to pay for the goods with the coupons. It is not like the employees who are only given two or three coupons a month. It takes more than ten coupons to buy a pair of leather shoes, more than 150 coupons to buy a watch, and they have to save up a lot of industrial coupons to get married.

So everyone wants it.

This year, the officer took turns giving the card to Han Qingsong.

Director Han expressed his desire!

His wife used to worry about needlework every day, but with the sewing machine, everything is no longer a problem, and no one dares to laugh at his wife's poor craftsmanship anymore.

Because the custom during the Chinese New Year is not to use needles and thread, so as not to poke the longan and affect the next year's rain, Han Qingsong and Lin Lan agreed to wait until the second day of the second month of the next year when the dragon raises its head before going to buy.

Anyway, we don’t make clothes at home during this period.

Lin Lan naturally agreed and asked him to go to the team to help distribute things. He also had to go to the ancestor worship with the men in the family, so he was very busy.

The 29th is the last day of the year to buy New Year goods. People work hard all year just to look presentable during these few days. They need to save face when worshipping their ancestors and visiting relatives, so both the rich and the poor have to prepare.

You have to buy some candies and snacks to use when visiting relatives and to coax children. And you can't buy too many firecrackers, just a dozen or so, just to show your appreciation.

Buy all the tickets you have accumulated so that they won't expire.

The children all like to gather together today because they can earn a cent or two to buy some snacks.

Lin Lan also asked her children to go, but no one was curious except Sanwang.

After all, I've been to all the markets in the county, and the snacks at the market are not as good as the ones I buy at home. What's so good about them?

It’s such a cold day, I might as well stay at home and help my mother with the New Year preparations.

When Lin Lan and Er Wang were steaming buns at home, Han Qingping came to give her spring couplets in person. Except for families with funerals, every household would paste red spring couplets, window decorations, and colorful door signs, which were particularly festive.

These are all necessary ceremonies for the Chinese New Year. If they are missing, it is not the Chinese New Year and people will laugh at you. People in the countryside live in villages and cannot stand being pointed at by others, so they cannot be careless.

Those educated youth in the village who had better conditions asked for leave to return to the city to celebrate the New Year, while those who did not have the conditions stayed here.

Han Qingping brought an educated youth who could write calligraphy to write couplets, and the members only needed to pay for the cost of the pen, ink and red paper.

Lin Lan wiped her hands, took the couplet, looked at it, and said happily: "Thank you, teacher, we were just about to invite you." She gave Han Qingping some money and put some peanuts and eggs in a small straw basket for him.

Han Qingping quickly declined, "The brigade gave us noodles and eggs."

"This is ours. It takes a lot of effort for a teacher to educate children." Sanwang and Dawang in particular caused Han Qingping a lot of worry.

Han Qingping asked about Sanwang's drunken singing, which was really famous throughout the village. After all, the ghost howling in the middle of the night was so unpleasant that even the neighbors nearby could hear it.

Really...

Lin Lan said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to have caused the teacher so much worry. He has been writing every day for fear of being beaten by his father."

She showed Sanwang's handwriting to Han Qingping. Although it did not meet the requirements, it seemed like he was making progress page by page.

It was Mai Sui and Er Wang who gave him an idea and told him to use a notebook to write on so that the words would not get rubbed black.

Han Qingping was somewhat pleased and nodded slightly, "This young man is teachable. He will be brave after knowing shame. Not bad!"

He listened to Lin Lan talking about how naughty Sanwang was, and he was laughing in his heart. Apart from anything else, these children are definitely naughty like their mother. Fortunately, the mother has changed, and the children have also changed their ways. It's a good thing.

Lin Lan naturally had no idea what he was thinking. After Han Qingping left, she had to send Da Wang to ride a bicycle to deliver New Year gifts to relatives.

I sent a hot pot and a teacup to his grandmother. Without a hot pot, it would be inconvenient for the old lady to drink hot water. I also sent some food to Yang Han's family. I thanked him for helping me a lot.

Old Mrs. Lin was making rice cakes and bean buns at home, and asked Da Wang to bring back some, as well as two big silver carps.

The Yang family also returned a gift that was comparable to what Lin Lan had given, so they did not gain any advantage.

Lin Lan gave the third sister an enamel pot, a lunch box and some food so that she could take some food with her when she went out to "work".

Linmei Village has a hawthorn forest and many peanuts, and she brought back a small basket of hawthorns and peanuts. She also gave Lin Lan a cashmere scarf. The cashmere thread was exchanged with an old lady when she went to the city to trade in cloth. She wove it herself. It was reddish-brown, which matched Lin Lan's skin very well.

Lin Lan originally thought that Han Qingsong would say that he would send a New Year gift to the old house, but since he didn't say anything, she pretended not to know. If it was a close relative, she would send one out of courtesy, but she wouldn't send one to this kind of person who would scold her at home every day.

After the separation, Han Qingsong handed the house over to her. She was the one who distributed the money and things in the house, and never interfered. He didn't ask who she gave gifts to and who she didn't. If she didn't tell him, he wouldn't know at all.

So all these good things were not sent to old lady Han.

Over there, Han Jinyu would peek in at the intersection every day, thinking that the third brother would at least send half of the fish and noodles to the old house.

How could she have known that, she was looking forward to it so much, but the gift was not given to her!

This is so infuriating!

She was scolding at home, but for some reason, Han's sister-in-law was no longer as patient as before. When she scolded Lin Lan, Han's sister-in-law mocked her, "It's all because of you that they didn't send it, otherwise they would have sent it earlier!"

Another fight was inevitable for Lin Lan, between the two parties: Han Dasao and Han Jinyu.

Fighting during the Chinese New Year is not a good look. Not only is it shameful for the family, but it also offends the ancestors. After all, the family hall has to be provided for during the Chinese New Year.

This is the most important event during the Chinese New Year!

Even children have to avoid certain foods, let alone adults? Only when Old Han got angry did Han Jinyu calm down.

Lin Lan didn't know that her old house was full of quarrels and fights all day long. She was directing the children to help. Mai Sui was cooking the fire and stewing the meat, Erwang was chopping the stuffing, and she was kneading the dough.

She stewed a large pot of meat first, and then made dumplings in the afternoon. She made a few stir-fried dishes in the evening, and they could have the New Year's Eve dinner around seven o'clock.

According to local customs, the meal at six or seven o'clock is the most sumptuous meal of the year. The whole family sits together to drink and chat, and the meal takes a long time.

Afterwards, the relatives would visit each other to wish each other a happy new year. The children would go to bed if they couldn't hold back any longer, while the adults would stay up all night to celebrate the new year.

The main purpose of staying up all night is to add incense and candles to the family tree, which should be kept lit all night long, so one has to stay up all night.

Although the Four Olds Movement prohibited this and that, in rural areas where people live in clans, clan law is often more important than political law. As long as no one deliberately makes trouble, no one will care. Han Yongfang was a domineering cadre, but he supported these customs. After all, he also had to worship his ancestors and offer sacrifices to the family hall. He would not force the whole village to ask for instructions in the morning and report in the evening in order to show his achievements in breaking feudal superstitions, and to offer sacrifices to Chairman M during the New Year instead of offering sacrifices to the family hall.

At midnight, we still have to welcome the New Year, set off firecrackers, and cook dumplings. The dumplings have to be wrapped and prepared in the afternoon, and cooked directly in the pot at midnight.

Seeing Lin Lan put the dough on the chopping board, Sanwang was very excited and was the first to jump over to help.

Lin Lan refused cruelly, "Don't touch it."

He is just here to play with noodles, he is not as good as Xiaowang.

Da Wang also doesn't like doing housework, especially kneading dough. He has an inexplicable resistance to it and just doesn't want to move.

He would rather work than do housework.

If a person must cook? Just make something to eat. It is impossible to cook. The worst that can happen is that you will be hungry.

Lin Lan didn't force him. After all, when it comes to cooking, if you like the food, it will taste good, and if you don't like the food, it will be poisonous.

With Erwang and Maisui's help, that's enough.

She asked Da Wang to lead San Wang to paste couplets, door signs, window decorations, etc. She had already prepared the paste, so they just had to paste them.

The window paper-cuts were given to her by some old ladies in the village. Lin Lan tried to refuse but took them back and pasted them on the windows and doors, making them look particularly festive.

Afterwards, the boys followed the men to the cemetery to worship their ancestors and add new soil. By the time they came back, Lin Lan had almost finished making the dumplings.

She prepared two kinds of dumplings, pork and cabbage dumplings and tofu dumplings.

Some children don’t like tofu dumplings because they dislike the bean smell, especially Da Wang and San Wang. They look disgusted when they hear about eating tofu.

But as a custom, this is a must-make blessing dumpling.

In order to make children like it, Lin Lan soaked the tofu in boiling water first, then chopped it up, added chopped spinach and vermicelli, and stir-fried the minced meat with fat and lean meat to release the oil, then put the stuffing in and stir-fried it. The stuffing made in this way is fragrant and has no bean smell.

Xiaowang and Maisui each ate a small bowl of stuffing, which was so delicious that they couldn't stop eating.

When Lin Lan and her friends finished wrapping the dumplings, Han Qingsong came back with Da Wang and his friends.

While he was washing his face, Lin Lan went over to ask tentatively, "We have to go back to our old house to celebrate the New Year, right?"

Han Qingsong said without hesitation: "Didn't you say that if my parents send someone to call me, I will go back, and if they don't send someone to call me, I won't go back."

A while ago, the old lady went to the farm to see Han Qinghua and wanted Han Qingsong to bring him back to celebrate the New Year. Han Qingsong said that the farm has a rule that he cannot go home in the first year and can only go home from the second year onwards.

Old Mrs. Han was very unhappy. If she was still angry, she probably wouldn't have invited them to celebrate the New Year.

Han Qingsong felt that he had not been home for so many years, and it was not necessary for him to celebrate the New Year at home, so it did not matter whether he went or not. Especially since the old lady would get angry when she saw them, for the sake of the old lady's health, he would naturally not take the initiative to make things worse.

It's good for each of us to live our own life.

Hearing him say this, Lin Lan felt relieved.

After all, he is her biological son, and she is afraid that he may not say it out loud but is still thinking about her in his heart. If she doesn't do her job well, he will feel resentful.

Seeing that he really didn't care, she was very happy. When he bent over to splash water, she secretly kissed his ear.

Han Qingsong reached out to grab her, but she dodged with a smile.

After a while, Han came in from outside, beaming with joy, "Third brother, sister-in-law, come on, take the children, our parents asked you to go to celebrate the New Year." He was really happy, "Your sister-in-law prepared a table full of delicious food, and also made dumplings. It's not easy for our whole family to get together for a meal, so we all have to go, our parents asked us to."

Lin Lan was a little puzzled. It was so formal to let Brother Han come to call? Could it be true?

She smiled and said, "Brother, look at how many children we have..." If they all go to eat, the old lady must feel sad.

The eldest brother Han said, "Aren't all these children also from our Han family? Shouldn't they be given a meal? It's a busy New Year's Eve, and the family is thriving. The old lady must be happy."

Lin Lan didn't hold out much hope, but since she had made an appointment with Han Qingsong before, she would go to the old house when called, so she would not be disappointed.

"We'll make some dumplings and take a big lid with us. We'll also have some meat dishes so we can bring them over to eat together."

Since the old lady asked them to celebrate the New Year with her, it was proper etiquette for her to be presentable.

She had already prepared the stew in the morning, and was thinking of making dumplings in the afternoon and stir-frying a few dishes in the evening.

Since we're going to celebrate the New Year, I might as well take a few bowls of stew with me.

Of course she didn't need to bring everything. She wasn't planning on eating a full meal. It was just a formality. She would probably have to eat another meal when she got home.

A big bowl of roasted potatoes, three stewed Spanish mackerel, a bowl of chicken jelly, a small pot of pork jelly. She thought that Han's wife must have made cabbage vermicelli, so she didn't use her own. She also served a bowl of seaweed paste soup.

Chicken jelly is a local dish that is only eaten during the Chinese New Year. A large rooster is stewed into soup, and then the chicken meat and skin are cut into small pieces and put into the soup. Salt, coriander and other side dishes are added. After it cools down, it will solidify into a gelatinous state. It is cool and delicious, and both adults and children love it.

Similar dishes include pork skin jelly and pig trotter jelly. You can stew them in a pot and freeze them and eat them as a dish.

Brother Han felt a little embarrassed to see her generously bringing so many meat and vegetables. After all, the old lady at home had been gossiping about her, complaining that Lin Lan was reluctant to give the food to the old man while taking care of the third child's family. But now it seemed that Lin Lan was being generous.

On the contrary, the preparations at home were too shabby.

Han Qingsong steadily carried the blanket of dumplings and called on the children to follow him. Mai Sui stood in front with a flashlight, and Dawang helped the adults serve the dishes.

As soon as he entered the house, the eldest brother Han shouted happily: "Dad and Mom, the third brother and his family are here, and they have prepared some delicious dishes."

Old Mrs. Han and her daughter were planning to ask Han Qingsong to help them introduce a partner, so they agreed to let the third son and his family come over to celebrate the New Year.

Otherwise, given her stingy personality, she would have even forbade the third child to go with her to worship the ancestors!

Of course, she was just thinking about it. Ancestor worship is a man's business and she has no right to interfere.

Han Qingsong greeted his parents first, and Lin Lan followed suit. The children immediately asked loudly about the New Year to their grandparents, and then put the dishes on the stove and handed them to Han's wife.

She has always prepared meals at home.

Old Korean was quite happy. He looked at each of the children and asked them questions. He said that the children had grown taller, were doing well and were studying well.

Xiaowang was especially impressed. He was wondering in his heart who this beautiful child belonged to and it took him a while to recognize her.

Old Han was very emotional. Before the family split up, Xiaowang was a dirty, skinny, and silly little monkey. He would hide in a corner all day, either crying or shivering.

No one at home cares about him.

Even though he was his grandson, he had several grandsons and Old Han didn't pay much attention to him.

At that time, few people in the family cared about Xiaowang. After all, his own mother disliked him and locked him in the room all day long, letting him pee and poop in the room. It was smelly and others couldn't even hide from it, so who would want to go in?

Now look at him, he has grown a lot taller, is fair and clean, wears glasses, and looks as gentle and refined as a city kid.

So handsome!

If he met him outside, the old Korean wouldn't even recognize him.

He felt more and more emotional. It seemed that dividing the family was not a bad thing. At least the third brother's family had changed their bad habits and lived a good life.

He couldn't help but think of Han's wife again. The eldest sister-in-law had been making a fuss recently. Of course, he knew what she meant. She just wanted to separate from the third sister-in-law because she saw that the third sister-in-law's family was living comfortably.

But the old woman refused to agree, saying that if the family was divided, no one would consider them two old men as human beings.

Lin Lan looked at the old Korean with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. He looked at herself and then at Xiaowang, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

What is this for?

Old Han didn't say anything. He just sat there and talked with Han Qingsong and his sons.

It's nothing more than worshiping ancestors, last year's farm work, work points, dividing grain, etc., and how to arrange the next year's work points and farm work, so that brothers can work together and help each other.

This is also the common hope of fathers for their sons.

Old Madam Han felt better after seeing the food they brought, but she still glared at Lin Lan with a sinister look, "Old Third, come to our house more often in the future, and don't let people say that I, your mother-in-law, don't let you in. You flirt with outsiders all day long and let them take advantage of you."

She wanted to let her son know that it was not her who prevented him from entering the house, but that Lin Lan herself was close to outsiders and was not on good terms with her mother-in-law.

Han Jinyu also came over and said, "That's right, you don't get close to your own family, why do you always get close to Xiuyun and the others? They don't really like you, they just want to covet your things because they see my third brother bringing back stuff."

Han Qingsong turned around and was about to say something, but Lin Lan gave him a look, telling him not to worry, and he stopped talking.

When the children heard the old lady talking about their mother like this, those who were chatting stopped talking and stood beside Lin Lan.

Sanwang looked down, then lifted his feet and said exaggeratedly, "Look, aren't the shoes that Sister Xiuyun made for me pretty? All the shoes in my family are made by Auntie and Sister. They are nice-looking and warm! Haha."

As soon as he said this, several children immediately led by Da Wang, Mai Sui, Er Wang, San Wang and Xiao Wang all raised their right feet to show everyone their neat cotton shoes.

The man's is black velvet, and the wheat ear's is green. The older boy's is thinner, while the wheat ear and Xiaowang's are thicker and warmer.

"Brother, lift your legs up, otherwise grandma can't see because of her poor eyesight. The lights there are not as bright as ours." Sanwang called him brother and even lifted Dawang's legs up, "Look!"

Dawang: “…………”

Old Mrs. Han was so angry that her nose was crooked. He was showing off to her and blaming her for not making shoes for them!

Han Jinyu looked at the shoes on Lin Lan's feet and felt very jealous, as she herself didn't even have new cotton shoes to wear.

Several children came over to look at it, and they all expressed their envy, saying that it was really beautiful.

Especially Xiaofu, who made fun of Han's second wife that he didn't have cotton shoes and didn't want to wear socks.

Han's second wife felt ashamed and thought that Lin Lan had brought the child back to show off. She couldn't bear to hit her son, so she scolded Gu Migaoliang and the other girls, "Girls, be more stable. Who are you showing off to? Don't learn from those indecent women at such a young age."

She didn't dare to directly call Xiuyun a slut.

Han's wife glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "Second Madam is too worried. It's a cause for celebration for a child to wear new clothes. At my age, I would want to show off if I wore new clothes, but it's a pity that I haven't found any in all these years."

She then asked about the scarf around Lin Lan's neck, "It's really beautiful."

Lin Lan touched it and said nothing more.

Han Jinyu's eyes almost popped out of her head. She knew at a glance that it was cashmere. She pouted and said, "Third brother is really partial. He bought a cashmere scarf for mom and me without telling me."

Mai Sui immediately retorted, "This was woven by my third aunt!"

Han Jinyu was so angry that her face changed color.

Han's eldest brother's son Haotian came in from outside and saw that the atmosphere in the house was not right, so he smiled and said, "Why are you all standing outside instead of coming in? It's very cold."

He called out "Third Lady", invited Lin Lan into the house, and called Da Wang to talk to her. Da Fu from the second room also came over.

Although Da Wang is younger than all of them, he is steady and quiet, never talks about other people's gossip, and is ruthless and keeps his word. All the children in the village are afraid of him, and he is more like an adult than Da Fu.

So although Haotian and Dafu live under the same roof, he can't talk as much as he does with Dawang.

Haotian was the eldest son in the family and the eldest grandson. He also worked in the fields and had the same status as the men in the family.

Old men usually value their eldest grandson more. Old Han is the same. He personally takes Good Field to the fields to work and teaches him hand-in-hand. After all, ancestor worship and other things depend on the eldest son and grandson, and he has to rely on the good field after his death.

Mrs. Han was still thinking about business after she returned home. She pulled Han Qingsong into the house and said, "Old Third, we haven't had a good talk for a while. Come on to bed."

She pushed Han Qingsong into the east room and asked Old Han and his other two sons to quickly go over and get on the south kang.

Han Jinyu didn't wait for others to get on the kang, but climbed up first and occupied a good position.

Han Qingsong asked his two brothers to get on top while he stood in front of the kang.

When Mrs. Han in the main room saw that the men had all gone into the house, she walked to the stove to look at the food.

When she saw that Han Dasao had stewed all the meat in the cabbage, she immediately became unhappy and scolded in a low voice: "Old lady, you have been cooking for so many years, how come you are still ignorant? What do you think of stewing such a small amount of meat in a big pot of vegetables?"

Mrs. Han said, "There are so many people eating, and there won't be enough meat. Why not stew it all together so that adults and children can have a bite, or even just drink some vegetable soup."

"Why do you talk so much? Are you just trying to show off that you have a mouth and can talk back?" Old Mrs. Han suddenly got angry and glared at Mrs. Han with raised eyebrows.

In front of so many people, Mrs. Han felt as if she was slapped in the face. Her face turned red, and she clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Old Mrs. Han was sure that she dared not say anything. Sister-in-law Han wanted to save face, and if she made a fool of herself in front of her sisters-in-law and children, it would be fatal.

What's more, it's Chinese New Year today, so she doesn't dare to talk back. If I scold her a few times, it will be enough to embarrass her!

Old Lady Han picked up her chopsticks and quickly picked the meat into another bowl. "The meat, vegetables, and eggs that the third son brought should all be placed on the south kang. The women and children can eat Chinese cabbage on the north kang. There is so much meat soup in it, it's really a reward for you. There are only two steamed buns, put them on the south kang, and you can eat wo wo tou and steamed dried sweet potatoes."

Da Wang, Hao Tian and Da Fu were talking under the eaves outside the door when they heard the old lady swearing. At first they thought she was swearing at Lin Lan, so they turned their heads to look, but when they saw it was not her, they ignored it.

Mrs. Han finally gathered her three daughters-in-law and granddaughters together, and she began to lecture them in a patriarchal manner, "Men do hard labor, so they have to eat well. Women's mission is to take good care of their father and brothers and make them comfortable at home, especially you——"

She bit Lin Lan, "The third brother is at work now, you have to get up early to cook for him, and bring him water to wash his feet when you come back..."

When Da Wang heard the old lady scolding his mother, he turned around and went into the house without saying anything to Hao Tian.

Before Da Wang could speak, Xiao Wang shouted, "Mom, wash my feet..."

Sanwang poked him, "You are my biological son, of course I wash your feet. My father only washes your feet and your mother's feet, but never mine. Actually, my feet don't stink at all... If you don't believe me, smell it!"

Mrs. Han, who was scolding, was suddenly stuck. She stared at Lin Lan with her mouth open, feeling like smoke was coming out of her forehead.