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Liu Qingqing made a lot of money during this period before the New Year.
No matter whether in the city or in the village, every family is thinking about celebrating the New Year.
There seems to be a saying that if you eat coarse food during the New Year holidays, there will be quarrels at home and children will cry, and your home will be uneasy for the whole year.
On the contrary, if the year is good, there will be good weather and good harvests throughout the year.
Liu Qingqing felt that there was no basis for this. When she was a child, she was beaten every year, but her life went on as usual.
I inexplicably often touch upon my parents' minefields.
Even if she is not allowed to say "there are too many things to make", she can't help but say it.
The main thing is that her mother's cooking quantity is really a lot...
Our ancestors said that children should not be beaten during the New Year, but she still gets beaten every year.
But perhaps it is based on a beautiful spiritual sustenance, Chinese New Year is always the happiest day of the year for every family.
After the Little New Year, all the money for the New Year has been earned, and few people, whether in the village or in the city, buy anything else.
Old Mrs. Liu received the pork and mutton distributed by the production team, and then carried the grain and New Year's goods back to her daughter's base.
She hasn't finished listening to her gossip series yet, and I don't know if she can keep up with the progress.
It is not a bad thing to go to my daughter's house to celebrate the New Year. My daughter's family has delicious food with many varieties.
Life is not bad.
She was too lazy to add the second brother and his wife's awful stuff to the pile.
"My dear, you have prepared so much for the New Year." Old Mrs. Liu shuttled back and forth between the shed downstairs and the kitchen, with stars in her eyes and the little man in her heart laughing secretly with his hands covering his mouth.
With my mother at home, it feels like there are a few more people at home, and it’s so lively.
Old Mrs. Liu didn't care about anything else. She stuffed the things in her hand into the water tank in the yard, clapped her hands and went to Old Zhao's house. If she didn't go and ask around, the hot gossip would be forgotten.
"My dear, I'm going to visit your Aunt Zhao's house and will be back soon."
Liu Qingqing smiled and waved: "Hello, grab a handful of melon seeds before going?"
Old Madam Liu rolled her eyes, turned back, grabbed a handful and put it in her pocket: "That's it, mother is gone."
After he finished speaking, he started to fiddle with his calves. He had been thinking about her a lot during this period, and he was very anxious.
"Sister, there's no one at home."
Aunt Zhao poked her head out of the house. When she saw Old Lady Liu, she waved a rag in her hand happily and said, "Hey, you're here! Come in, come in! I thought you couldn't come until after the New Year. What's going on? Are you spending the New Year here?"
"Yeah, I'm spending the New Year with my daughter."
"It's not big, isn't it? Doesn't the son care?"
"They're already in their thirties, and they still hang around an old woman like me all day. What future can they achieve? Let them go on their own." After saying this, Old Lady Liu glanced at Aunt Zhao across from her and quickly made amends: "I'm also annoyed by them. It's better to be happy over here. I just want some peace and quiet."
Aunt Zhao covered her chest with her hands and listened to the person opposite her stabbing her heart again and again.
"Sister, you are blessed." It was her son who always made her feel unlucky, and it was also because she had no place to find peace and quiet. She felt sour in her heart, even more sour than the big jar of pickled cabbage in the west room.
Old Mrs. Liu laughed and didn't dare to say anything more provocative, for fear of ruining the conversation.
I quickly changed the subject: "Tell me quickly, what's going on with the Du family recently?"
"If you talk about this, I'll be excited..." Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh, with a colorful expression on her face.
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