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The four hundred and thirty-seventh festival summary (2)

Some people may not be able to understand the joy of people in the past, but if you look at it with a lifestyle of more than 8 years, it is easy to understand. A village is ordinary all year round and there is no different place. When there is no water in summer, everyone works hard to find water together. When it is cold in winter, they will borrow some food or firewood.

However, when everyone in the family comes back, whether you make money or not, this feeling is still very good.

Jiang Tian did not bring a lot of food when he came back this time like last time, but the package he put on Sun Li's ox cart was quite large. Seeing that he was getting fatter even though he went out to work, it was very worth it.

As soon as Jiang Tian arrived at the door, he saw his mother wearing coarse linen clothes and single clothes. He was using a broken slab urn at the door. He might have just come back from outside. Although the weather was cold, she didn't seem to feel it. Her face turned slightly black, and she knew it was cold at first glance.

"mother."

Jiang Tian's mother called out, causing the urn in her hand to fall directly to the ground. The weather now is very stiff and it is broken, but the woman doesn't care. Instead, she looks up at her son who is walking through the snow and said, "Tian'er, you, you, are you back?"

"Well, mom, I miss you."

Jiang Tian has become much stronger these days. He hurriedly ran over and asked for his mother and was about to walk towards the house. However, the woman wanted to pick up the jar, but found that it was broken. She complained to herself with a little distress, "Mom is useless..."

"It's okay, mom, we can go home from now on."

Jiang Tian stomped the urn that had not been completely broken with one foot, and then pulled his mother back home.

My father is old and is rubbing ropes in the room. After all, he has no other skills. When he heard the footsteps, he asked without looking up, "Damn Tian'er, is the water coming?"

As a result, I heard the heavy footsteps and looked up in confusion. It was my son. Although the clothes looked not new, they were neat and bulging. They were carrying a large package. Since leaving home a few months ago, they came back to bring news and some people out, they almost never came back. This missing is not simple.

"Puff..."

Because Lao Jiang was too excited, he actually broke the rope in his hand. When he looked at Jiang Tian, ​​he couldn't help asking, "Are you back?"

"Dad, I'm back."

Jiang Tian, ​​who seemed to have won the top scorer, smiled and pulled his mother in, then closed the door, put the package on the table and made a thump, which scared the two of them.

"Tian'er, why are you back today?" Lao Jiang remembers that it's snowing outside. What if there is a person on the road when he comes back in such a weather?

"Dad, I'm back after the holiday. Not only I'm back, Uncle Li, Uncle Hai and others are all back. Everyone who went out this time has returned, and everyone is back in the whole place."

Jiang Tian reached out and took a ceramic kettle on the table, took a big sip of water, then looked at his mother and said, "Mom, do you have any food? You're starving to death."

Jiang Tian's mother, who had been shocked by those things, was stunned when she heard his words. Then she was anxious and rubbed her hands and said, "Mom, I'll cook for you now, and I'll cook for you now."

As a result, I came back after going out and looked at my husband and said, "Master, I broke the urn at home and couldn't bring water here, what should I do?"

Jiang Tian used to think that his family was living a good life, because he would bring back money every month through someone he wanted to come. Although it wasn't much, his family's life should have improved. But he didn't expect that in such a cold day, his mother would have to go out to get water. Originally, it would be enough to dig a well, but in Sunjia Village, the money required about three chunks of money. For those of them who have seen the market, this little money is not a loss, but for those who have been living somewhere and have almost never appeared, this money is simply a huge amount of money.

"Mom, is there nothing new at home?" Jiang Tian looked at his father as if he was about to get angry, so he asked quickly. Otherwise, he would be unhappy when he heard his father scolding his mother like this. But so what if you are unhappy? In ancient society, his father was the boss. Except for you who can reach the level of Li Shimin, stop his father, and then become the emperor, no one in the world dares to talk nonsense, other places and crowd circles will let you know that this world is really not that simple.

"There are new ones, but it is not yet the end of the year. If you take them out, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Jiang Tian’s mother’s words made him feel a little sad. To be honest, he always thought that the world was the same as the people in his village, but after experiencing some things over the past few years, he realized that it was not because of the emperor’s unfairness, but because they were all hidden here, and they didn’t almost see it. Because of this, the only one who was unlucky in the end was themselves, because the benefits would not fall directly into your hands.

"What's the waste? Mom, please sit down first, and your son will come." After Jiang Tian said that, he went out. The wind was not strong outside, but the snowflakes were not small. He quickly found the new urn and carried it out.

Lao Jiang did not stop him. Although he was a little unhappy when he saw his wife, he was a little happy after Jiang Tian left. It was naturally a good thing when the child grew up, which means he could get married and have children. The reason why he didn't consider this matter over the years was because he couldn't even consider it. He didn't even solve the problem of hunger. Can he support him after marrying someone? Besides, what should the child do if he has children in the future? Can he drink the northwest wind like others of himself?

After half a year of hard work, Jiang Tian has become much more powerful. He first washed the urn and then came back with water.

It is indeed cold outside. Occasionally, the breeze will bring the surrounding trees without branches to make whimpering sounds, which is really very unpleasant.

However, there is no so-called curfew in the village, and there are many people coming back this time, and everyone's enthusiasm will also become more and more popular as everyone comes back.

"Mom, the water is coming."

Jiang Tian put the slab in front of the door and said, and then his mother quickly carried this thing to cook for him. The farmers didn't say anything leftovers, not because they really lived so accurately, but for the sake of frugality. And now it's winter, who would have nothing to eat? After all, there was nothing to do in the past. Since there was nothing to do, there was no need to eat. It was their logic.

Jiang Tian took a look at the room. Although it was much cleaner than before, there were not many things. So he turned around and went out again. Originally, Jiang was planning to ask some questions, but he decided to wait and talk about it.

The road outside was still very slippery, and no one would be willing to pave the roads in the village for a little so-called reputation. Fortunately, it is winter now, and the land that was originally a little mud suddenly turned into a hard stone slab, so he didn't spend much time to go to Sun Li's house.

There are more people in the Sun Li family than his family, so it is even more lively. As soon as I arrived at the door, I smelled a scent. This is Sun Li’s wife cooking.

"Uncle Li."

Jiang Tian looked at him with a smile and said, then walked into the yard.

"Didn't you mean you come here to get it again tomorrow? Why are you afraid that Uncle Li will give you food?" Sun Li sat there with a smile and asked.

Although this kid didn't buy horses or cows, he still gave him some money. It was enough to buy two cows, which was considered a year-end bonus. Although they didn't know what this award meant, there was no problem with the benefits.

Jiang Tian accepted the money, so he put all the money on him, and other things, such as some meat, were placed in the carriage. He originally planned to come here to get it tomorrow, but after seeing his parents, he still thought he would take some back first, after all, his parents didn't eat.

"Uncle Li, if I don't believe you, I will not put it on your ox cart. But I just went home and saw that my mother hadn't eaten. It must be the same as before. I didn't eat at night in winter, and I didn't eat either, so I came and brought some back for them to taste."

Jiang Tian said with a smile, and then Sun Li pointed to the table and said, "I will send you the big jar tomorrow. Just take the small one and a little meat first. Although you have been out for a while, you are still a little filial. Remember to say hello to Uncle Jiang."

"Okay, don't worry." Jiang Tian said, then took a package on the table, put it on his shoulder, then took a few rough jars and turned around and left. As for the others, there was really nothing I could do about it for the time being.

"This kid is a little filial." Sun Li said with a smile, then shouted to the door, "Ergouzi, Ergouzi, come."

"Dad." A boy wearing rags appeared where he might be because of the cold weather, and he was still snoring there, but he was still a little scared when he looked at Sun Li.

"Divid these things one by one, according to what I told you before. If they can't divide them well, the meat tonight will not be yours." Sun Li's words made the child feel cold all of a sudden. He quickly wiped his nose and started to divide them. Since ancient times, it has been said that studying is difficult and difficult to read, but if you can have enough food, you will find that many things are not that difficult.

After Jiang Tian returned home honestly, he put the package on the table, then fryed a piece of wood from it and went out of the kitchen.

His kitchen is open-air, and there is no way to do this. In the past, who would have put the cooking place in the house? Except for the emperor, he saw his mother in a slightly shacked place, igniting the fire there with difficulty. The wind was not strong, but it was cold.

People may grow up slowly after being hurt, or they may grow up slowly when they see the difficulty of their parents. Jiang Tian held the things in his arms in his arms and said, "Mom, please help me deal with this first."

Although Jiang Tian’s mother was igniting the fire, the weather is a little wet now, and it is difficult to ignite the fire. So, her face is covered with dust. This is why we often see our parents’ faces covered with dust when we were young.

"You kid, it's so cold outside. Why are you doing when you come out? You go back first and eat for a while."

Jiang Tian’s mother wanted him to go back, but was stopped by Jiang Tian, ​​“Mom, just listen to me, okay?”

Seeing that her son's eyes seemed to be red, she didn't say anything, and she always obeyed her character, nodded, "Then I'll wash this piece of meat for you first."

Because the lighting here is very bad, she left with the wood-like bacon. In order to speed up, she ran over.

Jiang Tianze went over and took out the fire stick from his arms and lit the fire fire below. Although it was not very dry, it was relatively good. It quickly ignited it and then put the fire stick in his arms. In fact, there were matches like things in the past. However, it was not very popular and not everyone had the chance to use it. The fire stick is a variant. In fact, there was a box of matches in his arms. It was given by people from Songzhou during the holidays. I didn’t know what it was for, and the price was not low. I heard that a box would cost 100 yuan, but when I saw someone take out one and then scratch it, it turned out to be a fire. I have to say that it was a miracle, so he saved it closely.

He opened his own pot, but found that the rice in it was enough for him to eat at most, so his parents would definitely not eat it. But why did he work so hard outside? Is it just to make himself full and his parents would not eat it?

So he walked to the side and found his own rice jar. There was a lot of food in it. He reached out and grabbed a few handfuls, washed it in the water scoop, and then started to burn the fire.

Jiang Tian’s mother was very kind, but she didn’t know how to eat this thing. She looked at the meat that looked like amber, but unfortunately, she didn’t know whether such attraction was meaningful.

"God, come on."

Jiang Tian cleaned up the fire and found that there was no problem. He walked to a floor with a table next to him. He saw that the piece of meat was cut, but not much, and at most it was enough to eat by himself. So he went up to her and said, "Mom, I'll do this. You go and see the fire. I've already lit it all. Don't be muddy, as it's not delicious."

There was no choice but to go there again. But when the fire was burning, Jiang Tian had already cut the meat in half with his knife, and then found the steamer-like thing that Xing Tian and others had said before at his home. Then he found a black-painted plate, put the thing in it, then took it over, put the thing on the pot of his home, and covered it with a lid. In this way, it would save firewood and let the rice and meat cook thoroughly.

Because of the worry, Jiang Tian's mother increased her firepower. If it were normal, she would not dare to do so.
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