In the old year, thanks to the hard work of Ermiao and his wife, the harvest in the field was quite good. After paying the public grain, there were still bags of grain everywhere in the yard and house. They couldn't eat it.

I discussed selling some, and now that I have some spare money, I don’t have to be so picky about spending it. I can buy whatever I want to eat.

It’s the New Year, and the family has prepared a lot of fish and meat. The New Year’s Eve dinner is very sumptuous, but Ermiao doesn’t have much of an appetite. The fish and stew are fried and smoked every day, and she’s full of them, so she doesn’t eat much even though it’s a serious meal.

For the New Year's Eve dinner, a fish must be prepared, called Nian Nian You Yu. The fish is deep-fried and braised. There are green garlic sprouts and coriander floating in the red fish soup. Fugui and Zaohua both said it was delicious.

As soon as Miao saw the fish, the fishy smell of cleaning the fish floated in his nose. When he tasted the chopsticks, he couldn't taste the fishy smell at all.

There were also several bowls, including steamed pork elbows and pork belly. The pork belly had three layers of fat and lean meat, and it was oily and glowing alluringly. The two of them couldn't stop eating, and Ermiao was tired of looking at it.

People, in previous years when she was short of mouth, she also liked to eat these things the most. She complained about the lack of meat every day and looked forward to when she could open her mouth and eat as much as she wanted.

This year, I have money in my waist, and I am very enthusiastic about buying new year's goods. I buy everything in excess, but my stomach feels full just by looking at it, and I feel that nothing is as delicious as the pickles seasoned with garlic sprouts and coriander. Ermiao picks up shredded pickles and sighs.

There is no life to enjoy happiness.

The dumplings are stuffed with pork and radish, mixed with vermicelli. There is more meat this year. When cooked, the filling turns into a small egg. When you take a bite, the fragrant soup flows down the corner of your mouth. This is delicious, just eat it.

Ermiao ate a big bowl of pickles. She was so full that she patted her belly and kept shouting: "I'm so full."

Ever since Er Miao lost weight, she is no longer so ugly and is still hard-working and capable. In the eyes of the rich, her wife is perfect. Rich people always love their wives, but now they regard Er Miao as the treasure in their hands. According to my wife

After holding on, the panicked Fugui took out the dried hawthorns dried in Qiuli, brewed a cup of it, and gave it to Ermiao: "Look at you, you seem to be unable to grab me. You have stretched yourself like this. Hurry up and drink a cup of hawthorn."

Water will eliminate food."

When Zaohua saw it, she stretched out her hand to ask for help, "Dad, I'll drink too."

It was a pleasure to serve these two ladies, rich and powerful, but I still had to say a few words of anger, "You want what people have, and you will make trouble while they are hot."

"Dad, I'm holding on too. If you don't believe me, just look at it." Zaohua said, deliberately raising her belly to prove that she was not lying.

The sour hawthorn water was very appetizing. Ermiao blew the hot air and sipped it into his mouth in small sips.

Zaohua really took advantage of the heat and Fugui prepared it for her. She took a sip from the cup and felt it was sour. She pushed the cup towards Ermiao in disgust, twisted her nose and said, "Eh--, it's too sour.

Mom, give it to you."

Ermiao didn't feel it was sour, she felt that the sourness was actually sweet.

"I just said you kid should join in the fun." Fugui sat next to Ermiao and casually picked up his daughter's tea cup and took a sip. He grinned sourly and said, "Eh--it's really sour. I put too much hawthorn in it.

, just put two less." He raised his eyes and looked into Ermiao's cup, "Mom, don't you feel sour? I put more in your cup than my daughter's."

"It's not sour." Ermiao took a big sip and chewed the hawthorn slices in her mouth, "It's sour, so delicious."

Seeing Er Miao eating so boldly, Fugui felt his mouth full of sour water. He was so sour that he put the cup directly to Er Miao's hand and said, "I can't enjoy it, so I'll give it to you."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was still dark, and the crackling of cannons could not be heard. At the fifth watch, Fugui got up from the warm bed, put on new clothes, and hung two lanterns at the door of his house.

Although it was already past March 9th, the weather was still as cold as ever. There was unmelted snow on the eaves and in the alley, and my hands were already freezing within a short time of reaching out.

Fugui huffed in the palm of his hand, shrunk his head and went back to the house to turn on the fire first. When the temperature in the house came up, he called his mother to get up, "Hua, mother, it's the fifth watch, it's time to get up."

After calling Ermiao, he went to coax Zaohua with his new clothes, "Zaohua, I'm up, I have new clothes to wear, and I also have New Year's money."

Normally, Zaohua would just ignore her father. But today is different. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. She has new clothes to wear and money to collect. More importantly, after dinner, her father and mother will take her to attend the temple fair.

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The custom here is like this. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you have to wake up at the fifth watch, wear new clothes, hang lanterns, and set up lanterns for the ancestors at home. That is, burn incense, kowtow, and set off firecrackers. After eating, you need to go to the temple outside the village to give gifts.

All the gods make offerings to the gods separately, and the sooner they go, the better. If the incense can be burned, it means that the family will be very lucky this year.

A few years ago, when the Four Old Ages were destroyed, all the statues in the temple were smashed by the Japanese guards. In recent years, the statues have been gradually invited back. On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and during festivals, some people go to offer incense. Although they say they are getting rich every year.

I have never grabbed any incense sticks, but I still want to pray.

After dinner, it was already bright, and the incense sticks were definitely late. The whole family wore new clothes and walked to the temple with incense sticks.

Yanshang Village, as its name suggests, is inextricably linked to the mountains. Walking eastward out of the village, there is a large mountain. On this side of the mountain, facing the village, there is a vertical cliff.

I don’t know since what era, some people dug out mountains to build temples and dug a room like the cave dwellings in Shaanxi. The first thing to worship was Grandpa Tu, so that people could pray to God for good weather and good harvests. Later, someone asked for a son and dug a room again.

I built a cave dwelling to offer sacrifices to Guanyin, and later I dug more and more offerings to the Jade Emperor and the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties. As time went by, some devotees would clean up the weeds in front of the temple after offering incense before leaving.

, gradually, the area in front of the temple became larger and larger, and later it turned into a large open space.

Later, due to the reason of destroying the four olds, the Buddha statue was smashed, and no one dared to go to the temple to offer incense. In the past few years, some good men and women secretly invited the statue back, and the temple had incense again. It took a long time

Every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, many people come here to worship the gods. Some shrewd businessmen discovered this business opportunity and would set up a stall on this day to sell paper money for incense and candles. Later, a spontaneous formation started here.

There was a small temple fair selling everything. Especially on the first day of the new year, there were even more people.

We were still some distance away from the temple. From a distance, we could see that the open space in front of the temple was crowded with people, and foggy white smoke was floating above the temple.

In the temple, there is a large incense burner in front of each statue of the gods. There is also a larger incense burner placed at the door. You can burn incense in front of the statues, or you can burn incense directly in the big incense burner outside. It is the same, but

If you have to queue up to burn incense inside, those who are impatient can just offer the incense in the big incense burner outside.

There were too many people offering incense today, and the room was full of people. Since they came to offer incense, every god needed to be worshiped. Wealth and honor did not wait. After lighting the incense, they bowed several times in all directions.

Offer the incense directly in the big incense burner outside.

When he came to worship Guanyin, Fugui originally wanted to continue to offer his offerings to the big incense burner outside. After thinking about it, he changed his mind and planned to have sex with Guanyin himself. He said to Zaohua who was nibbling on candied haws, "

Zaohua, just stand still, your mother and I will go in and burn incense sticks and then come out."

"Yeah." Zaohua nodded. She didn't want to go in because it was so smoky inside.

Fugui took Ermiao and squeezed in. When he had time, he knelt down on the futon with a plop. He kowtowed three times and offered incense, and then began to murmur to pray for God's blessing, "Great Merciful and Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, please pray.

Please give me a son. I am the only one left in the Gou family. If I don't give birth to a son, the Gou family will become extinct in my place."

Ermiao knew what Fugui wanted to do since Fugui pulled her in and squeezed her in. Ermiao lived a good life in her parents' family and was not thin to begin with. After giving birth to Zaohua, she became as fat as if she was angry. She is too fat.

It was not easy to get pregnant, and until now, she has never been pregnant during this period.

Now, Ermiao has something to worry about and has become diligent. The fat has been consumed unconsciously and her body has curves. However, the child has never been upper body. At the age of the couple, every family has several children.

, their family lives alone with Zaohua. When the family was poor, they could barely fill their stomachs. Having fewer children also has the advantage of having less burden. Now their life is better, their minds are moving, and they want to think more.

How many children do you want, but the loudspeaker in the village promotes family planning every day, so for a family like theirs, the policy of having one more child is still allowed.

Ermiao was also anxious about the matter of giving birth to a son. As soon as she left the house, someone was pointing behind her, saying something about how the family would never be wiped out. This vaguely reached the ears of the couple, which made neither of them feel comfortable.

What's worse is that the year before last, I had a dispute with my neighbor over a trivial matter. Unexpectedly, the aggressive old lady from the family lurked at the door of Ermiao's house early in the morning. When Fugui went out, she rushed over and grabbed Fugui's collar in a blatant manner.

Scolding: "I'll kill you, you loser!"

That time, the honest Fugui was ruined. Ermiao jumped up like a rubber ball and started scolding him. He got so anxious that he even brought out the shovel. If Fugui hadn't hugged him hard.

Her waist wouldn't let her go forward, and she wished she could slap the old lady to death.

Fugui begged for a son, and Ermiao also wanted to beg. She kowtowed three more times respectfully, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes slightly, and prayed in her heart, "Bodhisattva, please give me a son. If I can have a son,

Bodhisattva, I can do whatever you ask me to do."
Chapter completed!