Besides, after today, everyone in the village will know that Song Xi was 'married' by the Song family into the mountains and forests and died.
Presumably, the Song family's life in the village will not be easy in the future.
Unless Song Xiuxiu can take them all away, which is impossible even if she thinks about it. If Song Xiuxiu can really become prosperous, she must be afraid that these poor relatives will drag her down and they will definitely be completely ruined by then.
Because Song Xiuxiu has never been a good person.
"Sister, I've put the things here for you. Don't refuse. I have to go to other classmates' homes for home visits, so I'll leave first. If I have a chance in the future, I will come over to visit my eldest sister."
Song Xi greeted her aunt and her family and left with her empty basket on her back.
He followed the same pattern and gave baskets of things to several other people who had helped the original owner.
Song Xitian arrived home just before dark. As soon as he entered the door, he was met with Zhou Yi's concerned eyes, "Are you hungry? Dinner is warm in the pot."
It’s not easy for anyone in this era, so Song Xi didn’t eat at other people’s houses. On her way back, she took a fragrant and hot shredded chicken from the deli section of the supermarket and ate half a pound of braised chicken wings.
He also ate a lot of melon seeds. It can be said that Song Xi didn't stop talking on the way back.
But she was not willing to disappoint Zhou Yi, so she ate less than half a bowl of rice and drank half a bowl of mushroom, egg and shrimp skin soup. The fragrance of mushrooms and shrimp skin combined together, it was really delicious.
Zhou Yi was used to hardship and simplicity. Although his life was better now, he did not waste money. He drank the rest of the mushroom, egg and shrimp skin soup, which made his stomach full.
Seeing this, Song Xi smiled helplessly. This person eats this kind of food every day, and he is not afraid of gaining weight in middle age. He has a round belly, how greasy he looks!
In the last two days of the year, Song Xi had nothing to do and didn't go anywhere. She just cooked delicious food at home, including grilled mussels, grilled oysters, grilled lamb skewers, spicy crayfish, and garlic crayfish.
Since the supermarket has fresh seafood, we also made an authentic Buddha Jumping over the Wall and a king crab feast using extra-large king crabs.
Song Xi used one of the five shelducks she had received from the previous winter hunt to stew old duck soup, adding pickled cabbage, yam, winter melon, kelp, radish and lotus root to it.
What Zhou Yi ate made him feel satisfied.
After eating and drinking like this, the day finally arrived on New Year's Eve. Since Zhou Zhongguo and Zhou Yi's three brothers were coming to have the New Year's Eve dinner, Song Xi and Zhou Yi started to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner after lunch.
As for the meat, Song Xi had already stewed a lot of cooked food before, so she could just bring it out to eat. Song Xi told Zhou Yi to cut the mutton into a size suitable for hot pot, marinate it with seasonings, and then taught Zhou Yi
Making fish balls is a bit troublesome, but fortunately, two people can do it together, which saves time and makes it easier.
Rural New Year croquettes are a tradition left over from our ancestors. The meatballs are usually made into a round shape, which symbolizes reunion. Firstly, it brings a successful end to the year, and secondly, it is a wish for a happy life in the next year.
will be happy.
Song Xi also fried meatballs, a pot of meatballs, a pot of sweet potato glutinous rice balls, radish balls, and also bought small crispy pork, sesame balls, pumpkin cakes, crispy bananas, and chicken popcorn from the supermarket. These are all semi-finished products.
, just take it out and fry it in oil for a few minutes.
Song Xi was sitting by the stove frying, and Zhou Yi was helping him while eating. Song Xi felt a little sorry for him, maybe he had never had such a New Year in his life!
No, it should be said that in this era, except for people from big families, even city people can’t eat such sumptuous food during the New Year.
"Get some of everything later, put it in a basin, and send it to dad." When Song Xi was in modern times, he had no relationship with his father, and naturally had no relationship with the father of the Song family. Zhou Zhongguo was less talkative, willing to do things, and did not interfere.
However, if she needs help, she will take action. Therefore, she likes a father like Zhou Zhongguo and will naturally treat Zhou Zhongguo as a father.
In the evening, all the ingredients and wine needed for the New Year's Eve dinner were prepared. All we had to do was wait for those few people to come over before we could start eating. Zhou Ping and the others had to deal with the family first, and they wouldn't be able to come for a while, so Song Xi used a small basket.
She packed some potato cakes and potato balls and took them to the village chief's house. However, she didn't put meat in the potato balls, but carrots, white radish, green onions, seaweed, and cabbage.
She had her own intention in sending potato cakes and potato balls to the village chief's house, because in two or three months it will be time to harvest potatoes. The village has planted two acres, plus the sandy soil she planted in the school.
One acre, three acres of land can produce at least 30,000 kilograms of potatoes under the irrigation of Lingquan water. If she is more diligent and wateres it twice more, it is estimated that 50,000 kilograms will not be a problem.
If you sell so many potatoes directly, they won't fetch much price. In order to sell them at a good price, it's not impossible to process them a little.
Song Xi came to the door of Qian Weimin's courtyard. Seeing that the courtyard door was open, she walked a few steps inside in confusion. She saw a lesbian she had never met sitting by the well, washing clothes in a depressed mood.
Judging from the size of the clothes, they look like children's clothes.
Hearing the footsteps, the female comrade raised her head, saw Song Xi, and asked lightly, "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, I'm looking for Aunt Zhuhua..." Before Song Xi could finish her words, she saw Wu Zhuhua walking out of the main room. Seeing that Song Xi was coming, he came over to greet Song Xi enthusiastically and pulled her into the house, "
Xiaoxi, why are you here?"
"I made some potato pancakes and potato balls, and sent them to Aunt Zhuhua to taste them. If I don't make them well, please criticize them gently!" Song Xi smiled sheepishly and put the small bamboo basket in her hand.
Pass it to Wu Zhuhua.
"Xiao Xi, you... I don't even know how to say good things to you, but I still thank you!" Wu Zhuhua, who felt that Song Xiji cared about her, was very moved. She took the small bamboo basket and put the contents inside
The potato cakes and potato balls were put on his own plate, and then he shouted, "Xiao Tao, your sister Song Xi has brought you delicious food. Please bring your two cousins out to eat."
Wu Zhuhua shouted, and then three girls ran out from the nearby room. One was Wu Zhuhua's granddaughter Qian Chuntao, and the other two older girls, Song Xi, had never seen them before, so they didn't recognize them.
"Aunt Zhuhua, who are they?" Song Xi stood beside Wu Zhuhua and asked in a low voice.
"They are my daughter's daughters, Da Ya and Er Ya. Da Ya is eleven years old and Er Ya is nine years old." Wu Zhuhua explained, "My daughter brought them back to celebrate the New Year."
Perhaps because it is easier to make a living with a nickname, rural people in this era were very casual in naming their children.