The sausage can be kept for a long time after being cooked and is full of flavor. It is a great gift for Chinese New Year.
This resulted in the fact that the closer the Chinese New Year came, the more reservations were made for Li Rong’s sausages. Customers probably kept half of the sausages for themselves and the other half to give away to relatives for the Chinese New Year.
The customer who made the reservation was afraid that he would not be able to buy it by then, so he directly paid half of the money to Zhao Qingsong in advance, telling him not to forget his own.
Zhao Qingsong settled the account, wrote it down in his notebook, and promised: "Don't worry, you won't miss anything, I will take care of it."
With a large number of reservations, Li Rong and He Xing became even busier.
From the previous farce of stealing sausages, now the whole family knows what Li Rong did. Li Rong has a few more helpers, and her hands and feet are much freer to work.
Mother Zhao was used to the work of stuffing sausages and drying them, and she quickly got started. With just a few people, the work was much more efficient.
Oh, by the way, Father Zhao is responsible for guarding the door to avoid being seen while making sausages.
The whole family worked neatly, and the sausages were shipped in batches.
When all the sausages are delivered, it will be New Year in a few days.
When the work stopped, Li Rong immediately paid wages to Zhao's brother and sister-in-law, including the old couple.
Mother Zhao waved her hand: "Oh, do you still have my share? No, no, just keep it for you to spend. Don't give it to me. I don't have much money to spend in the village."
Li Rong simply refused to persuade her and smiled: "That's okay. Zhao Qingsong and I will give you a red envelope during the Chinese New Year."
There was another heavy snowstorm in Dajiang Village two years ago, which froze the river and left it completely white everywhere.
It was freezing cold, so apart from eating, Li Rong spent the rest of the time sitting on the kang, doing whatever she wanted. She didn't want to go out and get cold anyway.
One time, He Xing came in to get some needlework from her. Seeing how hard she was, he laughed at her and said, "No one in confinement is as cruel as you."
Li Rong curled her lips: "It's too cold here. I have nothing to do anyway, so I'd better stay warm on the kang."
He Xing looked at her wrapped in a quilt and asked in a low voice: "Are you pregnant?"
"Ah?" Li Rong didn't react at first. Only when he saw He Xing's teasing expression did he know what she was asking. She blushed, "No..."
He Xing stopped laughing: "You are too slow to move. Whose daughter-in-law in the village doesn't have a full belly after being at her husband's house for half a year?"
Li Rong knew that she was worried about being gossiped about by the villagers, thinking that I couldn't give birth to a child, so she smiled and said, "There's no rush."
There was another heavy snowstorm two years ago. It was Li Rong's first time to spend the winter in such a weather. Unexpectedly, the members of the commune were thankful that they had picked up the coal earlier and had stocked up on firewood for the winter.
If a blizzard comes, we will not be able to survive the winter in Dajiang Village without firewood.
It snowed for several days.
When the snow stopped, Li Rong didn't sleep well. She woke up in the middle of the night with a stomachache. It felt like an electric drill was drilling into her lower abdomen, as if it was trying to cut her open. She curled up, holding her stomach and rolling. She thought she had acute appendicitis.
Just as he was about to wake up Zhao Qingsong, he suddenly felt a warm current welling up from his lower abdomen.
Li Rong suddenly woke up and knew that she was on her menstrual period. She immediately lifted the quilt and sat up, fearing that menstrual blood would get on the quilt, which was difficult to wash in the winter.
She made a lot of noise, and Zhao Qingsong woke up immediately and asked urgently: "What's wrong?" At the same time, he lit the kerosene lamp.
As soon as the coal lamp turned on, Li Rong saw that the place where her butt was resting under the quilt was red. She was embarrassed and anxious, but she didn't care about the quilt at the moment. Her clothes were important.
She dug out the things she needed from the cabinet and was about to take off her pants when she realized that Zhao Qingsong was looking at her intently, which made her a little embarrassed.
Li Rong said angrily: "Don't look, I want to change my pants."
After she changed the menstrual belt, she had time to deal with the quilt. There was a large pool of red blood stains on it, making it impossible for anyone to sleep on it.
There were only two sets of bedding in the room. She and Zhao Qingsong each had one set. There was nothing left to change. Li Rong looked at Zhao Qingsong with some collapse.
Zhao Qingsong opened his quilt and let out the side where he was lying: "Come up."
Li Rong blinked and climbed up.
Although they slept on the same kang, Li Rong always felt that the man's quilt was much warmer than hers. Normally, Li Rong would fall asleep in a warm quilt within a few minutes.
But now because of dysmenorrhea, Li Rong lay on her side, holding her stomach and curling up, breathing heavily and lightly.
"Is it a stomachache?" Zhao Qingsong hugged her from behind and put his warm hands on Li Rong's lower abdomen.
The two of them had done a lot of kissing and hugging. Li Rong did not object to his behavior: "Well, it's probably because it's been too cold recently. I've never felt this painful before."
"Close your eyes and see if you can fall asleep. Don't get up early tomorrow. I'll just take care of things at home with my brothers and sisters-in-law."
As the Chinese New Year was approaching, Zhao Jianguo, as the head of the family, asked Mother Zhao to ask the separated Li Rong if they wanted to have dinner together during the Chinese New Year. If Li Rong had been making trouble before, Father Zhao probably wouldn't even want to see Li Rong.
This is due to the fact that Li Rong has been doing so well during this period. She gave them meat, helped her brother and sister-in-law do business, and bought them nutritional supplements... so Zhao Jianguo came up with the idea of having a family dinner together.
As soon as he said it, Li Rong immediately agreed.
The atmosphere of the New Year is only when the whole family is lively and lively.
The old furniture and walls at home need to be renovated and repaired, and they have to be completed before the Chinese New Year. The whole family, from the oldest to the youngest, are working on it, and the walls and tiles will be painted tomorrow, which is a big project. Li Rong doesn't want to be lazy.
, closed his eyes and replied: "Let's talk about it later. Hey...why do I have dysmenorrhea at this time..."
"Sleep first."
Her lower abdomen was covered by warm palms, and there seemed to be a stove behind her. Steam was constantly rising. Not long after Li Rong closed her eyes, she fell asleep.
Li Rong had never saved any briquettes in this house, especially when she hadn't gotten up yet, the charcoal fire in the kang would not go out. Zhao Qingsong got up early today and gave her some more briquettes.
Probably because she was having a hard time during her menstrual period last night, Li Rong slept until almost noon before waking up.
The renovated walls outside have been painted, the men of the Zhao family are repairing tiles on the roof, Zhao's mother and He Xing wash the old dishes and furniture, and the two children are fetching water from the well.
"Are you awake?" He Xing saw Li Rong first and said hello.
Li Rong pressed her belly, walked over and said a little embarrassedly: "I asked Zhao Qingsong to wake me up last night. Who knew that he didn't wake me up? He even added fire to me, and the more I slept, the deeper I fell."
Mother Zhao twisted the cloth on her hand and said, "It's okay. My second brother said you're not feeling well. Would you like to take a nap?"
"Won't sleep anymore."
When Zhao Qingsong saw Li Rong coming out, he covered the tiles in his hands and stepped down the ladder. He took off his socks as he walked. He called out to Li Rong and said: "The porridge is hot in the stove, go and eat some first."
He Xing said "Ouch": "The porridge is hot in the pot, can we eat it?"
Zhao Qingsong curled his lips and did not take He Xing's joking words to heart. Instead, Li Rong felt embarrassed because he often played with He Xing. She called out "sister-in-law" and turned around to walk to the kitchen.
Behind her came the laughter of Zhao's mother and He Xing, and Li Rong walked faster.