There are two episodes a day, from 7:00 to 9:00, and there is also a time to rest and go to the bathroom. At this time, the villagers start talking about the plot, scolding bad guys, and waiting for the next episode at the same time.

After the two episodes were played, everyone stayed to turn on the lights in the hall, cleaned up the scene, took away all the things they could take away, and restored the hall to what they were like when they came.

After cleaning up the hall, these people were still in good spirits, especially a group of people who were 40 years old, and the guy got together to discuss the fun.

Sang Bai felt that it was no problem to take out this energy to study.

When leaving the hall, there are bright street lights on one side of the road. Since the whirlpool power generation, not only have electricity at home, but also have street lights on one side of the road. Although it is not as dense as the main roads in the city, it is completely fine to illuminate the road. The villagers will no longer have to go out at night and rely on their eyes and groping forward.

A group of people walked towards the village like a movie ended, and naturally there was a need for drama to talk about along the way.

When he reached the fork in the road, Zhao Meiling and her friends separated. After taking two steps, she turned her head and asked, "Xiao Bai, why do you think Yang Kang is so bad?"

“…”.

Sang Bai was very embarrassed and thought to himself: How can I know about this? You have to ask Mr. Jin.

I took a look at the autumn harvest, and I was confused, half open my mouth and looked stupid.

"Oh, this person is so bad!"

When Zhao Meiling saw that neither of them could count on them, she gave the answer herself.

When she returned home, Sangbai took the child and asked her mother-in-law to go back to the house to rest. She returned to the room with her sleepy baby in one hand.

Xia Yanqiu was reading a book at this time, and the third child who was also sleeping was lying next to him.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Xia Yanqiu asked.

Sangbai said: "Don't mention it, there is still twenty minutes of rest between the two episodes."

"Does it look good?" Xia Yanqiu asked.

Xia Yanqiu has watched this drama and liked it very much, but he knew that Sang Bai had never watched it because he was busy with work outside during the broadcast.

"It's pretty," said Sang Bo.

In fact, Sang Bai could not completely immerse himself in the feelings of people at this time. The media in his era was too developed, so when he came back, he definitely had the highest evaluations of this drama.

After saying that, Sang Bo thought for a while and said, "You can't always play TV in the future, you have to play something meaningful."

"What is meaningful?" Xia Yanqiu asked.

Sang Bo wants to talk about the Exploration Discovery Channel, but I don’t know if this channel has been started. Of course, even if you don’t start Sang Bo, you won’t be planning to steal this one. Sang Bo can’t afford this thing.

"It's just some knowledgeable things, such as how kittens and dogs at home live," said Sang Bo.

Xia Yanqiu didn't care either. Her husband would say something strange from time to time, and she had become accustomed to it.

After relocating his two sons, Sang Bai didn't want to leave. After a while, the couple slipped to the next room. When they were waiting to come out, their faces were rosy.

At this time, it was raining and cold. Although the sun came out after the rain, the heat disappeared a little, and the cold winter pace was closer to the small village.

This is the season for every household to pickle vegetables, and Sangbai family is no exception. Zhao Meiling is a good pickle vegetable. At this time, it is naturally her chance to show her skills.

There are countless types of vegetables that can be pickled, but for the villagers in Liushuzhuang, there are mainly three or four types, dried radish, sauerkraut and snow vegetables, which are must-pickled by every household, and some families can pickle chili or something.

There are three main types of Sangbai family. This year, the number of dried radishes is the smallest. One is about fifty pounds. It is enough to eat snow vegetables of about 100 pounds, and the most sauerkraut is about 200 pounds. It is not for the sake of other things because Sangbai loves to eat.

The sauerkraut here is different from the pickled sauerkraut from the past oriental cabbage and Sichuan-flavored sauerkraut. Here, the sauerkraut is selected from the local high-top green vegetables. It grows as high as the adult thighs, and the thin strips are about 60 to 70 cm. The taste is also special. The ones that are neither bitter nor sweet are almost tasteless. Apart from pickled sauerkraut, few people usually grow them.

Once such vegetables are pickled into sauerkraut, they have a very delicious taste. After fermenting, they will be sour and refreshing. With mutton, just a little spicy and a little salt, they can push the mutton to the ultimate deliciousness, and at the same time sublimate themselves into a must-have local dish on the winter neighbors’ hospitality table.

All pickling starts from the first step, that is, chopping vegetables.

Like the villagers, after harvesting autumn rice, they planted the necessary varieties of pickled vegetables in the fields.

After the pressure of cold air and the refining of morning frost, whether it is radish, green vegetables, or snow vegetables, it is time to harvest.

Sangbai's family also set up racks like the villagers to prepare pickles.

After getting on the cart, Dagu Niu's work is coming again.

As soon as she left the door, Sang Bai saw that Chen Dongsheng next to him had already set up a rack in the yard.

"Dongsheng, so early?" Sangbai asked.

Chen Dongsheng and his wife were brushing carrots. They all went into battle. The wife was carrying the children on her back, and each was busy with her large wooden basin.

"Brother Sangbai, it's not that we were early, it's that you got up late," Chen Dongsheng said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm getting up late today. This year is the first batch?" Sang Bo saw that Chen Dongsheng didn't wash many radishes, only three blues, at most thirty or forty kilograms.

Chen Dongsheng said: "It's just that. We're not separated now. These are enough for our family of three to eat."

Chen Dongsheng has three brothers and sisters. He is the eldest. His younger brother Yusheng has also gotten married this year. His younger sister Chen Xiaomin has hired a son-in-law, but he can't tell me. In fact, the couple settled the house in Liushuzhuang. The newly born child still follows the man's surname.

Chen Liguo and Yu Qiaomei and his wife served the three children one by one to get married. The couple thought that they could still move and did not need to support their children, so they simply divided the family orders. In this way, the old couple would not have to live under the same roof with their daughter-in-law, and there would be less noise.

After the order is over, everyone will naturally have to do their own things, and pickle vegetables will naturally take care of them. Parents and brothers will work together, but the main thing is to rely on themselves.

Sang Boting admires the practice of Chen Liguo and his wife.

Qi Xiaoqiao looked up and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her arm: "Brother Sangbai, why are you pickling so much at home? I see a large piece of it in the field."

Sang Bai smiled and said, "What a person. During the Chinese New Year, there are also customers who want to come. I'm afraid there is not enough food."

Guo Changyou and his family must come here during the New Year. As for Tokuma Aosuke, they will probably come here. The Japanese used to celebrate the Spring Festival, but now they are in line with the West and celebrate the New Year's Day. So when they come here to celebrate the Chinese New Year, they are more about joining in the fun and bringing feelings to each other.

No matter how good the relationship is, it will fade. Tokuma Aosuke doesn't want his feelings to fade.

After chatting with the couple for a while, Sang Bohong walked forward and happened to meet Dafeng's husband when he arrived downhill. At this moment, he was rushing the cart home. There were seven or eight baskets on the cart, and the baskets were filled with vegetables.

“Good morning, Zhou Bo”

"Good morning, Mr. Sang," Zhou Bo replied with a smile.

This man is not talking, but he looks happy when he has a good temper. Since he came to Liushu Village, everyone has a high evaluation of his friends and neighbors. If his shortcomings are that he is afraid of his wife, he will see Dafeng and rats, as if he sees a cat.

But this man is really capable of working, and he doesn't let Dafeng get involved in any heavy and tiring work.

"Your family has enough vegetables to grow." Sang Bai said as he looked at the vegetables in the car.

Zhou Bo smiled and said, "There are many people in the family. Dafeng also said that the dishes here are delicious, and my parents also like them. Today, they will have a variety of them. I will deliver them to my parents if they are ready..."

Zhou Bo settled in Liushu Village. Others said he was married to a marriage, but in fact it was not the case. If he married into a marriage, the child would not be surnamed Zhou. It was just that a man came to the woman's village and others would always say some strange things, especially when Liushu Village lives soaringly, and more people say Zhou Bo's strange things.

Dafeng did a good job in this and kept thinking about her parents-in-law.

Sang Bai made way a little bit, let Zhou Bo's cart pass by, and leisurely walked along the bridge to the edge of his own field. He greeted the villagers along the way, and suddenly felt full of humanity.

When we arrived at the edge of the field, the Sangbailiu Kai was like plucking the radish. The radish was easy to pluck. Just grab the radish tassel and pull it out. In a short while, the radish from the Sangbai family was pulled out.

He hammered the radish on the field stems and put it into the basket of the cart. All the radish was in the basket, just filling a basket.

When Sang Bai was about to pick up the sickle and chop the vegetables, several villagers came over.

"Mr. Sang, are you cutting vegetables?"

"Well, everyone is busy with everyone. I can just come here by myself. I am not the same as before. It's okay to use the sickle now," Sang Bai joked.

Aunt Liu Erlan brought two wives and smiled and said, "Your sickle can be used well? I can't cut my legs now."

Several women were joking and bent down to help Sangbai start cutting vegetables. In less than 20 minutes, all the green things that appeared on the ground in Sangbai's house were cut off.

"You can clean up the rest yourself"

"Thank you, aunt." Sang Bai naturally thanked repeatedly.

When my aunt left, Sangbai began to carry the vegetables into the basket on the car. Because they were all prepared when cutting, there were piles of them on the ground, so there was nothing to do with this work.

Halfway through, Chen Dongsheng and his wife came over, still holding a sickle in their hands.

"All done?" Chen Dongsheng asked.

"Aunt Lan and her two sisters-in-law helped me. How could I do this to sweep this piece of land so quickly," said Sang Bai.

"Then we're late. Yes, it's better to be late than not." Chen Dongsheng said as he helped Sang Bo start to clean up the vegetables in the fields.

Sang Bo kept saying, "No, go back. Can't I do this work?"

"It's a little faster," Chen Dongsheng said with a smile.

With the help of the couple, the little things in Sangbai Field were quickly put on the cart and brought them slightly with a rope. The big bull successfully dragged the cart to the drying yard in front of Sangbai's house.
Chapter completed!