Old Ye Tou was excited, lit a stick of incense, held it in his hand and knelt on the futon, while the others knelt in two rows behind him.
He Xiner was next to her cousin, thinking that she was wearing cotton pants for work. If she had to kneel on the ground in a skirt and get dirty, it would be inconvenient to kneel down.
Having never experienced this before, He Xiner was full of curiosity. She leaned forward and listened carefully to what her father had to say.
She heard her father confessing to his ancestors with emotion, saying that in previous years he could only offer a few plates of black-faced dumplings to his ancestors because of his incompetence. He also said that this year he had a business and his family was living a better life, and he could afford to buy it.
Treat the ancestors to a good meal and drink with decent food and wine, and then ask the ancestors to bless the family, young and old. The key point is to bless the eldest grandson to gain fame as soon as possible.
Good guy, people who don't talk much on weekdays are really talkative when chatting with their ancestors. He Xiner felt that her legs were going numb when she was kneeling, because her father kept talking non-stop.
I’m really convinced~
The ground was icy and cold, and it was really not a good feeling to kneel like this.
Suddenly thinking of the people kneeling in the courtyard, He Xiner grinned with joy. It was much colder outside than inside, so the third uncle wouldn't have lost his legs by kneeling, right?
In fact, she was worrying blindly.
How could a person like Ye Laicai keep kneeling and looking at no one in the courtyard? He got up early in the morning and exercised several times. He was afraid of being seen. After the exercise, he squatted on the ground. It was pitch black outside, no.
When I got closer, I couldn't see it.
The hungry family patiently listened to Old Yetou's chatter, put the incense in their hands into the incense burner, and then they all kowtowed before getting up to eat.
Old Ye was so excited about making tea that he asked Ye Laiyin to buy him a small red clay stove, which was convenient for heating hot water.
At this time, there were two braziers in the room, which were burning red. The small stove was burning vigorously, and the strong wine was boiling. The whole hall was warm.
After such a delay, the food on the table was no longer very hot. Old Ye Tou and the others drank hot wine and ate pickled fish and boiled meat slices sealed in hot oil without feeling cold.
Lao Qian doesn't like spicy food and only thinks about braised pork.
No, it was finally time to eat. She scooped out more than half of the bowl of braised pork with a vegetable spoon and couldn't wait to eat it.
The braised pork cooked by He Xiner is rich in red oil, golden in color, fat but not greasy, and melts in your mouth. One bite will leave you with endless aftertaste.
It's a pity that it's cold.
Lao Qian eats food ferociously and fiercely, regardless of whether it's cold or not, whether it's oily or not.
The room was warm, and she was drinking hot tea. It would be better if the dishes were colder. He Xiner glanced at the old Qian who was like a raging cloud. She was not afraid that her stomach would not be able to bear it if she stuffed her stomach with such cold braised pork.
I originally thought that the atmosphere of today’s New Year’s Eve dinner would not be good, but I never expected it!
The man with the red face and loud laughter turned out to be her father!
Blinking, He Xiner said she didn't understand.
The boiled meat slices are spicy and fragrant, and the meat is tender and juicy; the pickled fish is spicy and sour, and the fish fillets are tender and smooth. In addition, there is a table full of delicious dishes such as roast chicken, spicy rabbit, braised pork, etc. Lao Yetou is eating happily.
Where is the time to be idle?
As for the disobedient younger son, Lao Yetou was naturally angry, but no matter how angry he was, he had no intention of denying his son the New Year's Eve dinner.
But he was the one who punished me, so it’s hard to take back what he said.
He was waiting for Lao Qian to plead for her beloved youngest son, so he walked down the steps. A family celebrating the New Year must have a reunion dinner, right?
Unexpectedly, old Qian didn't recognize any of his relatives when he ate. He had been so carried away with eating that he didn't even remember his son kneeling in the yard.
The others knew that Ye Laicai was still kneeling outside, but they did not ask for mercy.
Old Yetou still remembered at first that after drinking three glasses of hot wine, he also left his son behind. This chapter has been completed!