Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the twelfth lunar month begins. In the eyes of the old capital, the Spring Festival almost started here. This twelfth lunar month made Xue Xiang very busy. In his previous life, he was alone and fed for one person. His whole family was not hungry. Although he lived in the capital, he had never experienced the cumbersome and grandeur of the old capital's New Year.

As soon as the twelfth lunar month entered, he was stunned. He didn't know what to prepare to deal with the Spring Festival. Fortunately, he was so smart that he copied the gourds. He prepared whatever other families prepared. He ordered Sanxiao to follow him to clean the dust. When other families cooked Laba porridge, he also bought a bunch of longans, peanuts and other eight treasures. He whispered and cooked a large pot, rolling his eyes. Others bought a few pieces of meat and a few pieces of meat.

The fish came to prepare the marinated goods, but he was trying to waste Mr. Qian anyway, and bought a tow truck of chickens, ducks, fish and meat. Kang Tong, Lei Xiaotian, Zhu Shijun's family wanted to send them, Sun Qianjin, Liu Yuanchao, and Li Hongjun's family could not be neglected. Of course, Liu Ying'er's family's New Year's goods were even more complete. He asked Ding Weidong to drive a truck over in a small truck, which made the slums go in a mess again. He was so excited that he was full of fun in the nouveau riche, but the tender meat on his waist was also tossed by Liu Ying'er.

This New Year is different from previous years. This year can be said to be the most special year in the history of the Republic. It has experienced countless disasters and ended the greatest disaster. As the Spring Festival approaches, the sky of the land of the Republic is filled with a breath of joy, as if it is about to be happy, cleaning up the filth and bad luck.

This Spring Festival is also the most meaningful and different Spring Festival in the past ten years. As for the twelfth lunar month, the People's Daily published an article saying that "the people want to have a happy and peaceful Spring Festival." As for the "revolutionary Spring Festival" in previous years, no one mentioned it. The people in the old capital seemed to have all the enthusiasm for celebrating the old Spring Festival accumulated over the past ten years this year, such as sacrifices to the kitchen, worshiping ancestors, worshiping the god of wealth, and other activities that were not allowed in previous years (breaking feudal superstitions). Just after Laba, all families were making a fuss, allowing the Kitchen God and Zhao Gongming, who rode the black tiger, to receive a fat incense.

On the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Xue Xiang led the three little sisters to worship the Kitchen God together, and then went to the cemetery of the northern suburbs to visit the graves of the dead father and mother, sweep the graves, and take the two elders home to celebrate the New Year.

On the 25th day, Xue Xiang prepared two large boxes of cigarettes, wine, side dishes, and wax goods to Beijiao Farm to deliver to Xue Anyuan. The Beijiao Farm was much empty at this time. The original hundreds of veteran cadres who "study and transform" here have been liberated and returned home. Only dozens of veteran cadres who are stubborn or have unforgivable historical mistakes are still "renovated" here. Xue Anyuan is one of them.

Xue Xiang knew the reason. Although the man did a lot of old things, he still insisted on two things. The old leader could not recover, and Xue Anyuan, who was like the old leader, naturally had to stay in there honestly. However, Xue Xiang knew that Xue Anyuan's days had entered the countdown.

When Xue Xiang saw Xue Anyuan, he had a good mental state and was playing chess with others. His laughter was cheerful and his face was rosy. Xue Anyuan saw Xue Xiang, grabbed the box, and copied out a jadeite and distributed it to several other old men in the chess and card room. After dispersing it, he quickly lit one for himself, took a deep breath, relieved his cigarette, and scolded, "The third brother sent the cigarette late this time, which made me smoked the workers and peasants for a few days, and how he was not very excited."

Seeing that Xue Anyuan was in good spirits, Xue Xiang felt relieved and naturally reported the news that Xue Anyuan was about to come out again. This time, Xue Anyuan did not scold him, a charlatan who had repeatedly made mistakes. The old man also saw the wind direction and knew that he was about to take off the cage and the tiger returned to the mountain, so he only asked Xue Xiang to take good care of his younger brother and sister at home. If the three little guys were thinner than the last time, he would have to give Xue Xiang a tight skin when he went home, which made Xue Xiang hurriedly surrender.

From the 26th day, Xue Xiang has never left his house again. He is always with the third primary school and Kang Tong is tinkering with the Chinese New Year and preparing the dishes for the Spring Festival. This year, like last year, Kang Tong's brothers and sisters are reuniting at Xue Xiang's family as usual. Because Kang Meizhi's cotton mill is engaged in a "ratio-shot production" campaign, the Spring Festival is only on New Year's Eve and the first day of the New Year, and Kang Meizhi has been working overtime in the factory these days.

The wax goods are said to be wax goods. In Xue Xiang's family, they only refer to the New Year's goods bought in the twelfth lunar month, rather than the meat products of rouge in the twelfth lunar month. Except for the more than ten skewers of sausages hanging on the wall and two pickled salted fish, his family is a real wax goods, and the rest of the chicken, duck, fish and meat are stuffed in the refrigerator, fresh.

It was the 28th day of the 12th lunar month. According to the customs of the old capital, it was time to prepare the last few dishes for guests. It was said that they were dishes, but they were just some braised and steamed dishes. When it was convenient for visitors, they could be served directly. After all, if a guest came in the New Year, it would take a lot of time to cook them. So early in the morning, Xue Xiang and Kang Tong got up and started working hard in the kitchen.

Xue Xiang and Kang Tong first picked up the pork belly slices and large pieces of meat bones soaked last night, drained them, and stirred them evenly with fried rice noodles, black sesame, dried chili, pepper powder, and vegetable oil, then put them in a soil bowl and steamed in a cage. A steamer was arranged in the back pot of the stove, so the front pot could not be empty. A large pot of star anise, fennel, pepper, cardamom, jujube, brown sugar and other seasonings were filled with a pot of water, and it started to be boiled at 8 o'clock.

At around 10 o'clock, most of the pot of braised ingredients with red color and rich soup. After the braised ingredients were prepared, Xue Xiang and Kang Tong started to cook the ingredients given by the second senior brother, including pig head, pig tail, pig belly, pig liver, etc., and the braised ingredients were cooked until after 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The three steamed pork and steamed ribs in the back pot were out of the pot early, and they found a cool place to put them in a vegetable basket. As for the empty back pot, they also cooked the braised food and started braised dishes.

This Spring Festival is also the first Spring Festival after Xue Xiang's rebirth. Therefore, Xue Xiang was very generous and prepared a lot of ingredients. In addition to the second senior brother, there were many meat products such as fat chicken, braised fish, duck, and goose, and even wild game sent by Fatty Zhang and Ma Yongsheng and others. After a while, the dried meat products were tossed and tossed until afternoon. During the lunch period, no one was hungry. The steamed pork belly and meat bones were tasted by Xue Xiang, Kang Tong and Sanxiao. More than ten bowls of braised pork heads were tasted by everyone. When the meat was removed and boned, most of them were killed by everyone. When the sausage was out of the pot, they picked up a piece of it, and they didn't care about the hotness, so they stuffed it into their mouths. As for the fat chickens, ducks, and goose, which were braised with red and bright oil, were all missing arms and legs, and occasionally a few folded wings.

Xue Xiang was picking up the last pot of braised food on the stove, and the little guy rushed in, hugged his legs, and started to clamor for Xue Xiang to ask Xiaoyi for the pig tail.

It turned out that the pig tail just made it out of the pot, and Xiaoyi, who had been staring at the side, had been away. The little slutty man had heard that hiding in the corner of the door and eating the pig tail at the end of the year can cure the runny nose of the year. The little slutty man happened to have a slut problem, which made him, the little prince of fairy tale, often sucked his nose when he was sensational, and sucked it like eating noodles, which often caused beautiful classmates to throw their eyes. Now, all day long, the little slutty man stared at the pig tail. As soon as it was out of the pot, he snatched it and a cigarette went away.

Xiaoyi ran out of the kitchen with the red-brown pig tail, ran in the snow, and rushed straight into the hall. Seeing that the little guy playing with snow in the yard and gnawing on the sausages was curious: What delicious food does the stinky third brother have? People have to go and see what he hides secretly. If it is delicious, shouldn't he hand it over to his sister to eat first?

The little guy bit off the last bit of sausage in one bite, and a pair of greasy little hands picked up a small snowball, rubbed it, washed his hands, and then ran to the main hall. Xiao Yi picked up the pig's tail and ran back to the room, opened the door, and just hid in the corner formed by the door and the wall, the little guy rushed in.

"Where is the third brother, I'm obviously watching him come in." The little guy ran in and didn't find Xiaoyi. He was puzzled. Then he walked around the room and looked around, but he didn't even let go of the bed and the wardrobe. He still didn't find anyone. Instead, he found a lot of food he had collected under the pillow of the third brother. The little guy frowned and was about to confiscate the "stolen goods" he had lost. Xiaoyi, who was hiding in the crack of the door, couldn't hold back any longer, "Hey, what are you doing? That's mine."

The little indulgent man was anxious. These high-end snacks were not stolen by him, but were taken out by the little guy with kindness to share with everyone. He was reluctant to eat them and secretly saved them. The little indulgent man finally saved a small bag and prepared to take them to the class to show off when he was in school at the beginning of the year, but was caught by the original owner.

The little guy heard a sound from behind the door, and didn't care about confiscating the "stolen goods". He twisted his body and ran towards the door. She was very curious: What kind of good thing is to hide behind the door to eat, which is probably much better than the sausage I just ate.

"Stir Stinky Brother, why are you stealing something? You won't take it out for others to see." With a whisper, the little guy opened the door and spoke, "Okay, I've discovered it, I dare to hide it. Humph, take it out quickly, be stingy." The little guy opened the door and saw that the third brother's back was even more curious and extremely dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!