He applied the ointment he bought three times a day. Apart from some marks left on his hands, he no longer felt anything. Zhao Luochuan still didn't let him touch raw water and always rushed to wash the vegetables first.
The beef that was cooked a few days ago is now ready to be cut into a plate. The mushroom stewed chicken that Zhu Cuilan sent is fragrant. The chickens are raised at home and are grown on grains and vegetables. The stewed meat is neither tough nor dry, and the aroma of chicken mushrooms makes people's mouths water.
There are also rice noodle meat and preserved vegetable pork that we made earlier, which can be eaten after steaming in a pot.
Fish is indispensable on the New Year’s Eve dinner. Usually two fish are cooked, one for the family to eat on one day, and the other for offering to the deceased, which symbolizes abundance every year.
There were already enough meat dishes, so Yang Donghu only cooked a fish and placed it on the table, so that the meat dishes were complete.
The pea seedlings in the field are growing well. Picking a few and stir-frying them is the best way to relieve the greasiness of the meat.
Zhao Luochuan dug out two jars of wine from the yard, gave one to Zhao He, and kept one for the two of them to drink.
As the first firecracker sounded, firecrackers exploded one after another, and a lively atmosphere spread.
Yang Donghu brought all the dishes to the table, and Zhao Luochuan lit firecrackers outside the door. After a burst of smoke, red firecracker debris was left all over the ground.
Two people sat opposite each other in the room. Zhao Luochuan poured two small glasses of wine and said with a smile, "It's the New Year, and we still have to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year. We can't drink too much, otherwise we won't be able to celebrate the New Year next year because of the alcohol."
Yang Donghu had tried it once and knew that it wasn't intoxicating, but it had a strong aftereffect. He smiled and said, "Good."
"Donghu, I have something to give you." Zhao Luochuan took out a piece of red paper from his pocket and handed it to Yang Donghu: "Open it and take a look."
Yang Donghu paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something. His hand holding the paper was shaking a little. He opened it carefully. The two eye-catching big words on the far right of the paper were very eye-catching.
It's a marriage certificate.
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