A group of so-called high school students also appeared in Yuanshan Town, working in the fields all day long while holding various slogans.
Because the village lost four pigs, there was no New Year pig slaughtering ceremony this year.
Walking from the end of the village to the entrance, you can often hear children shouting for their parents to buy meat.
If nothing unexpected happens, the child will not be able to avoid a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat tonight.
The canteen is barely making ends meet, and no longer organizes people to make glutinous rice cakes or dumplings.
Su's mother was busy in the basement early in the morning.
Since her superiors don't allow her to celebrate the New Year openly, she celebrates it secretly, and she must not miss the necessary sense of ceremony.
"Qian Fan, go and get me another half bowl of flour."
Too much water was added, so the dough was somewhat shapeless and stuck softly to the bottom of the bowl.
Su Qianshan was frying meatballs on the side, and Cheng Fangyi was giving the instructions.
Daya and Erya gathered around, inheriting the Chinese tradition of eating the meatballs while they were being fried. The meatballs were snatched up as soon as they came out of the pot, but they didn't want to eat them when they were placed neatly on the table.
Su Che and Wen Li were killing chickens and ducks in the backyard.
They had raised a lot of chickens, ducks and geese before, and the two took a lot of them to the black market during the Chinese New Year.
Now there are only six chickens, three ducks and one goose left in the house.
Su's mother said that they should kill them all and make the leftovers into cured meat to eat slowly, and then catch some new chicks next year.
The fifth and sixth grade children sat in the strollers, holding their milk bottles in both hands, and watched their uncles and aunts clean the feathers from the chickens, ducks and geese with great interest.
When Xiaoliu saw the big goose that Su Che handed over, he excitedly wanted to stuff his milk bottle into the goose's mouth.
Su Qing's blood pressure almost soared after seeing this.
Xiaowu was even more aggressive and directly pried open the goose's mouth.
Not only did she fail to pry it open, she also hurt her hand. Her eyes instantly turned red, and she pouted, faintly revealing two small baby teeth that had just emerged. She stretched out her hands to ask Su Qing for a hug.
Su Qing held him for a while, helped him wash his hands and put him back into the stroller.
I stuffed a teething biscuit into their hands and helped them clean the chickens, ducks and geese.
The New Year’s Eve dinner was also eaten in the basement.
Because there was no firecracker activity, Su Qing took Xiaowu and Xiaoliu to bed early.
The others were playing cards in the living room, and the loser, as usual, had to drink water.
As for what time they played, Su Qing had no idea at all. He fell asleep early with the two kids.
1968, it just came...
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