That night, Wang Xiumin made erhe noodles with dumplings.

The radish meat is so filling, it is very fragrant.

The three of the family ate it, and the smell was over.

Xu Guangtian lay on the kang and patted his stomach, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is the New Year."

In the past, during the Chinese New Year, at most, I divided the dumplings, and the meat was very small.

Every year, there are several kilograms of meat, all of which are in other people's stomachs.

This time I am the leader of my family and eat as much as I want.

Wang Xiumin was also particularly satisfied. It took so long to have eaten meat like this. Since we got married, we have never eaten this way.

She kicked Xu Guangtian and said, "It's not that our Goudan is promising, otherwise it's less than half a pound of meat, not enough to get stuck in the teeth. After so many years of marriage to you, you still have to enjoy your happiness or borrow the light of Goudan. You can't make a promising success?"

That's it, but she has no intention of disgust. She used to be suppressed by the old couple, but now she has developed a lazy temperament.

It is not possible to change in a short while.

Xu Guangtian smiled, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all about borrowing the light of the dog. I will work hard in the future and we will strive to build a big house."

Xu Xiangyang sat down on the kang after eating and drinking, but he didn't want to help clean up the dishes.

At this time, men are not committed to doing these things, and the original owner did not do them before. If there are too many changes suddenly, it may cause suspicion.

This is great now. You make money to support your family and they take care of the family.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and every household was steaming.

It’s either cooking or burning the fire. Anyway, you can’t let the stove pit get cold.

The home must be warmer during the Chinese New Year. This way, looking from the outside means that the home is doing well.

It’s not that I’m just trying to save face. Who doesn’t want to have a good omen for the New Year?

Wang Xiumin prepared what she needed to eat early and there was nothing she needed to prepare.

One dish, cabbage, potato slices, and dumplings.

It’s already great to eat dumplings and vegetables at this time. Isn’t this the case during the Chinese New Year? Every household is the same.

Some people can’t even eat dumplings. They don’t have white dumplings after the meat is divided, and they can only steam corn flour.

Xu Xiangyang went out for a walk with Zhang Tiequan early in the morning. He was idle at this time, waiting for the evening meal.

It was not interesting for him to stay at home. Zhang Tiequan came to find him and went out for a walk together.

"Brother Xiangyang, when will you go back to the city to go to work?" Zhang Tiequan squatted on the snow-capped mountain, looking at the small mountain village below.

Xu Xiangyang also stood beside him, looking down at the village below.

After hearing Zhang Tiequan's words, he replied: "I don't know yet, I may leave in two days."

He has no idea yet. He has to find another job if he loses his job, but how can he find a job now?

But you can't stay at home all the time, otherwise the couple should guess what happened to him that he had no work.

Zhang Tiequan looked at him enviously and said, "Brother Xiangyang, you are really capable. Who doesn't want to work in the city? In our brigade, you and the captain's family work in the city."

Everyone in the brigade envies them, but unfortunately, there is no chance for others to work like this.

Xu Xiangyang didn't talk to him, and his work was gone. What's the use of envy?

If others know, they might even laugh at people.

He didn't care, but the couple in his family probably had a heart for a while.

In this era, it was a remarkable thing for rural people to jump into the dragon gate to work in the city.

If people know that he has no job, those people will definitely be dying of happiness.

The two of them stayed on the snow-capped mountains for a while and found a large group of people coming up.

Most of them are young people in their teenage years, and there are a few children.

"Brother Xiangyang, Liu Quanshan is here." Zhang Tiequan turned his head and looked at him.

Xu Xiangyang searched in his memory and then realized who Liu Quanshan was.

He is the son of the captain and works as a worker in a textile factory in the city.

Xu Xiangyang saw that he was only 1.6 meters tall, but he was quite strong.

"Oh, isn't this Xiangyang? You can play too." Liu Quanshan came over and said hello.

Xu Xiangyang smiled and nodded, "Brother Shan, this is taking his younger brothers and sisters over here to play."

Liu Quanshan is surrounded by his relatives, so he knows almost all of them.

"Yes, I heard you work in the city? Where do you work?" He said, handing out a cigarette to Xu Xiangyang.

The cigarette was not cheap at this time. Although Xu Xiangyang smoked, he still refused.

"Being a temporary worker in the grain warehouse is just a good meal. How can you compare to a formal worker in the mountains?" Xu Xiangyang always held a chat.

This made Liu Quanshan very satisfied. He originally wanted to come over and make jokes, but now he is embarrassed to speak.

"Is that so? If you have anything to do, go to the textile factory to find me in the future." Liu Quanshan lit a cigarette alone and stood there swallowing the clouds and smog.

The young people next to him looked at him with envious eyes.

How can I not envy this? Most people can’t afford to smoke dry tobacco, let alone the packaging of cigarettes?

Xu Xiangyang saw that he seemed to enjoy the envy others had for him, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

But at this time, there is a formal worker job, which is already very good in rural areas.

He said hello and went down the mountain with Zhang Tiequan.

Zhang Tiequan said: "Brother Xiangyang, why didn't you smoke his cigarette just now?"

The two of them saved money to buy cigarettes before, and they had to reminisce about one cigarette for a day.

Now that Xu Xiangyang has left, he can't save money himself, and hasn't smoked for several days.

"Do you want to smoke?" Xu Xiangyang looked back at him.

Seeing his embarrassed expression, I knew it.

"Come on." Xu Xiangyang took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him, and then lit a cigarette himself.

This was the big front door that he bought when he came back from the supply and marketing cooperative. It cost one dollar a bag, but it was very high-standard.

"Oh, Daqianmen!" Zhang Tiequan couldn't help but exclaim, then put the cigarette in front of his nose and smelled it hard.

"It's still a good smoke!" He lit it with a match and then enjoyed it.

After smoking, he smacked his lips and said, "No wonder you didn't smoke Liu Quanshan's cigarette just now, and your feelings are now all the time."

It’s not that Zhang Tiequan is sour, but that Xu Xiangyang is doing better and better now, so he is also happy.

Xu Xiangyang smiled and did not refute. He had to return the cigarettes from others.

Although he didn't know what kind of person was, he never wanted to get other people's things he had.

Before the two separated, Xu Xiangyang gave him two cigarettes and asked him to take them back to smoke.

He has this thing, and he usually uses it to draw in the space, and this pack is used to send cigarettes to people.

Zhang Tiequan was so happy, and he was not polite. He smiled and took the cigarette and went back.
Chapter completed!