This month is the busiest for Tian Yujun.
She seemed to have had little rest in the past few months.
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Chenjia Village.
Chen Liye has not come back since the beginning of this year. He went directly to a remote area to study.
The study task was arduous, and he would not be able to come back until he graduated in the next month.
Chen Xiaolan's first semester has already ended.
Today is New Year's Eve, Chen Xiaohong is getting married. Chen Xiaolan, who seldom goes into the kitchen, is not very good at making tea and meals, so Zhang Cuihua watches her clean up.
Today, there are only three of them at home, and it looks a bit lonely.
However, Chen Kaifang was not idle either. He got up early in the morning and asked someone to write couplets. He went in and out to post couplets and window decorations.
Liu Xiu's family slaughtered a pig today. Early in the morning, Liu Xiu stewed the pig's head, feet and other large bones, and asked Zhang Qiang to deliver it to Chen Kaifang and others at noon.
Chen Xiaohong had already finished her confinement, but Zhang Qiang and Liu Xiu still wouldn't let her go out.
Liu Xiu said: "Although confinement is only one month, you should actually rest for a hundred days, otherwise you will easily develop a disease later."
Zhang Qiang said the same thing. Chen Xiaohong has never even left the door now.
Liu Xiu fed Chen Xiaohong boiled eggs every day. As the two children were eating milk, she was worried that Chen Xiaohong would not get enough nutrition.
The Zhang family took extra care of Chen Xiaohong. After giving birth to the child, Chen Xiaohong looked much better.
Maybe, because she was in a good mood after having two sons, Chen Xiaohong recovered quickly.
Knowing that Zhang Qiang's family had given pork to his parents, Chen Xiaohong felt relieved.
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As for Tian Yujun, when he woke up early in the morning, there was no trace of Chen Jianguo around him.
She wrapped the malt that fermented last night in gauze, put a wooden board on it, and then put many basins on the board to extract the juice.
Chen Jianguo came to the office in the morning, and after finishing his work, he called the village committee.
The person who answered the phone was Zhang Qiang. Knowing that the situation in his hometown was good, Chen Jianguo felt relieved.
There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so the whole team went to the cafeteria to make dumplings.
After lunch, Chen Jianguo made candies for the children under the guidance of Tian Yujun.
He had strong arms and was quick at doing things, so he finished pulling the sugar in no time.
The pulled candy is hollow in the middle. Tian made two kinds, one with sesame seeds sprinkled on the outside while still hot, and the other one that was directly rolled into the size of a knuckle.
Finally, two large basins were filled.
Chen Jianguo never dreamed that maltose was really made from malt.
Moreover, he, a person who had never eaten maltose, successfully participated in the last step of making maltose under the guidance of his wife.
Three children gathered around and kept clapping.
They were also shocked that maltose was made in this way.
If Tian 㫧-kun doesn't open his mouth, they won't eat at all.
She smiled at the three children and said, "Okay, try it and see if the maltose made by mom and dad is delicious."
Feng Xueyan rolled her eyes and took one and put it in her mouth.
The cooled candy tastes crispy and not sticky at all.
She fed one piece each to her sister and brother.
Tian Yujun smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"
The three children nodded: "It's delicious."
Seeing how well behaved they were, Tian said, "From now on, whenever you want to eat, Mom will cook for you."
There were looks of joy in the eyes of the three children.
Tian Yujun took a piece and put it to Chen Jianguo's mouth. Chen Jianguo's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't control his emotions.
He smiled and opened his mouth.
The maltose was sweet in his mouth and even melted his heart.
When I was a child, the older generation said that maltose was very sweet.
At that time, their eyes were filled with all kinds of imagination, and they even couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
He is almost thirty years old, and it was the first time he ate maltose, which he made himself.
Chen Jianguo also fed a piece to Tian Yujun.
He said, "I really didn't think that maltose is really made from malt."
Tian Yujun smiled and said, "There is definitely no wife in wife cake, but there is definitely malt in maltose."
Chen Jianguo and the three children were all amused.
Feng Xueqin asked: "Mom, when are we going to eat all this candy?"
Tian Yujun said: "If I give you three so much candy, your teeth will be eaten by worms.
Go and give each child in the compound a pack later."
Feng Xueqin said, "I understand, Mom."
A family of five sat together and wrapped thirty or forty bags of candy.
She dressed the three children in new clothes, put on hats and gloves, and asked them to go together to give candies to the children.
The couple stood on the balcony and watched them going in and out of the building hand in hand.
Chen Jianguo smiled and said, "Let's go in. It's too cold outside."
Tian Yujun smiled and said, "They are in a much better mood now than they were a few months ago."
"Well, it will be fine slowly."
The couple then turned around and went into the house with peace of mind.
Tian Yujun said, "Let's invite Jiang Wan and his wife to dinner tonight. Go and invite them, and I'll knead the dough and make dumplings for us."
This year has been very difficult for each of them.
Chen Jianguo said: "Okay."
In one afternoon, the four of them made a lot of dumplings.
Tian Yujun first cooked a few dumplings and also mixed some cold dishes.
She said to Chen Jianguo, "Go to the cemetery and give them some dumplings. Take a bag of candy and put one in front of each of the other people's tombstones. Tell them to bless their children so they will be healthy and free from disasters."
Chen Jianguo's heart softened and he said, "I understand."
He quietly went out carrying his things.
Tian Yujun thought that he would take the children to see them in a few days.
Chen Jianguo came back and said to Tian Yujun: "I just saw other comrades putting up couplets, but we don't have any today."
Mr. Tian was so busy that he really forgot about this.
She said, "If there is no one, then there is no one."
Jiang Wan said: "This is easy. I'll go write it for you and be back soon."
Jiang Wan left with a smile. Chen Jianguo looked at Zhang Qingdong and asked, "Can your wife write calligraphy?"
Zhang Qingdong said proudly: "You can doubt my character, but you must never doubt my wife's ability.
Her grandmother comes from a family of scholars, and her calligraphy is excellent.
But, it would be a waste of your talent to follow me."
Zhang Qingdong knew that although they grew up together, Jiang Wan's excellence was unmatched by ordinary people.
Chen Jianguo said: "You are marrying above your station."
Zhang Qingdong just chuckled.
you do not say.
He was indeed marrying above his station.
Soon, Jiang Wan came back with a few couplets, the words and ink on them were not dry yet.
Chen Jianguo doesn't know how to write calligraphy, but Jiang Wan's handwriting is indeed very beautiful.
Tian Yujun felt that perhaps Zhang Qingdong was right not to want Jiang Wan to stay here.
Jiang Wan's excellence will shine, wherever she goes, that place will shine.
When Chen Jianguo was pasting the couplets, three children stood aside, most of them looking up.
Feng Xueqin said: "Aunt Jiang, your handwriting is so beautiful, can you teach me?"
Jiang Wan smiled and said, "No problem, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you when I have time."
After the couplets were posted, Tian Yujun smiled and said, "Okay, wash your hands and eat."
As night falls, heavy snow falls outside the window.
From time to time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the yard. Looking through the glass with window grilles, there were steaming dishes and dumplings on the table inside the house.
Sitting around the table, seven people chatted and laughed, spending New Year's Eve together.
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