Old Yuan knew that her granddaughter had gone to the county town and had brought so many more people back without saying a word. She also bought a house in the county town, which made her feel very happy.
That's a house in the county town!
How awesome is this?
Mrs. Yuan was so excited that she couldn't sleep at night. She got up before dawn, held several tablets and chanted for a long time, talking about how her granddaughter would succeed.
I didn't go out until dawn, but it was windy even while walking.
I went to the kitchen house, boiled hot water and sat there, cooked porridge, mixed noodles, made eggs and spread pancakes.
Song Qiu got up and came over. What he saw was her grandma humming a tune, as excited as a chicken blood, and she couldn't help but twitch her lips.
"Nai, why are you so happy this morning?"
When Mrs. Yuan saw her granddaughter getting up, she quickly scooped up hot water and handed it to her to wash herself. She said, "My granddaughter has a promising future. Why don't you make me happy?"
"If your grandpa and the others were here, they would all be happy, even happier than me!"
When Song Qiu heard that this was the case, he also smiled and said, "As long as you are happy!"
People are in high spirits when happy events happen, so it’s better to have fun every day. Look at her grandma’s high spirits, she looks much younger!
It was too hard in the past. She was obviously younger than Grandma Deng, but she looked older.
After more than half a year, her health has improved and she no longer looks old.
In this era when life expectancy is generally low, she still hopes that she can eat well and sleep well every day without worrying, just like the ancestors of the Cheng family, who can live to be a hundred years old!
Old Yuan watched her granddaughter wash her face and was thinking about something. She looked at the roof of the stove and said: "Our yard was a thatched house at first, but it always leaked in the back. It's not good to live here. Come to your grandfather's house."
, he worked hard on his own, went up the mountain to cut wood, and then asked the villagers to help build these three wooden houses. It has been several years now."
"At that time, your grandfather really dreamed of making money to build a brick house like the village chief's house. He worked hard day and night, and he worked very hard. It's a pity..."
Old Yuan couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the past. It was a pity that he couldn't wait and left early.
My wife also has a hard life. She has worked hard in this life and only lived for twenty years. She is young and her body cannot bear it.
I don’t know what the emphasis is, and it’s the same with my son.
Old Yuan thought about it, her eyes flashed, and she took a closer look at her granddaughter's bright complexion due to her better life and good food. Although she was petite and thin, her face was rosy and fleshy.
Unlike her grandfather and her father, who always looked disheveled at that time.
Looking at it like this, Old Yuan spat silently in his heart, "The bad one doesn't work, the good one works, it's okay."
Then he breathed a sigh of relief again.
Song Qiu was not the only one who was thinking about her grandma. After listening to these words, she also looked at the somewhat old stove house and said: "Then let's find someone to build a new house in the spring next year! Build one like Grandma Deng's house next door.
It’s a big green brick courtyard! There’s no one next to us, so the land can be expanded a little more. When the time comes, our yard will be bigger. We’ll grow vegetables, raise pigs and feed chickens. The land is so wide that we can’t hold it in!”
When Old Yuan heard about building a house, his eyes lit up. No matter how much he bought from outside, it couldn't compare to the land he was used to living in!
How great would it be if we could really renovate and rebuild a blue brick courtyard?
"Are we really going to build it? Yesterday, I heard your grandma Zhang talking about it. I heard that the price of green bricks has increased a lot recently. I don't know if it will drop after the new year. At this price, it will cost a lot of money to build it.
It’s not worth it!” Old Yuan said with a feeling of heartache.
Song Qiu waved his hands, as if it was not important, "It's okay, if it's more expensive, it's more expensive. The big deal is only twenty or thirty taels of silver. Buying a house in town will cost more than this!"
"Anyway, let's start the charter again in the spring! If the price drops by then, it will be great. If it doesn't, there's nothing you can do. Who knows when it will drop back? What if the price is still the same in the future? After all, if you want to build, build it.
Come on, don’t think about it so much!”
The same principle applies. Blue bricks are different from other things. Once they rise, they are not easy to come down.
Mrs. Yuan thought about it and stopped talking. She thought that she would also build a new house, and then she would have something to talk to her wife about.
This is the day that I really look forward to.
"By the way, your Grandpa Wang told me yesterday afternoon that there was a family member in Dazao Village across the street who had fat pigs for sale. He thought it was good, so he settled on it. He happened to be free on the 28th, so he would rush over and give it to him.
Our family is killing the New Year pig."
"Isn't it just a matter of killing a pig and treating it to a pig-killing meal? When the time comes, call your uncle's family and your aunt's family, and there will be no other relatives. How do we call each other in the village?"
Over the years in the village, only two people could kill the New Year pig during the bustling New Year celebrations. At that time, everyone was having a hard time, so the two families just invited men from several families who helped to kill the pig to have a meal together.
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If there are too many people invited, who would be so willing to waste the meat?
No matter how good it is, it's not fun.
But their family is different now. They kill two pigs at a time, and many of them are taken care of by the village. They don't have to call each other to eat pig-killing rice.
Killing Pig Rice, Killing Pig Rice, Killing Pig for the New Year is all about the atmosphere and excitement.
But it doesn’t make sense to call someone else’s house but not the other’s house.
Song Qiu listened, without thinking, and said: "Then just shout! It's just like hosting a banquet. If you have two people from a family, you can't host more than one table. It's okay!"
Unlike relatives in the village, no one is too embarrassed to ask for pig-killing rice. Otherwise, they all come, and the family is at least seven or eight, so how much do they need to eat?
"Okay, let's do it like this. It's already twenty-five today. I've already informed your uncle and the others to come early that day and help with the work." Old Yuan nodded, knowing something in his mind.
After the grandfather and grandson finished chatting in the kitchen, Al-Ling, who had gone out for a run, also came back. They had breakfast together, and Song Qiu and Al-Ling went to the inn.
Mr. Yuan, on the other hand, tidied up the house and went for a walk to warm up by the fire with Mr. Deng.
Now she has nothing to do, and the rice she has soaked needs to be soaked well.
The village will be making glutinous rice cakes and glutinous rice balls for some time this year. The village chief has already set a date for making glutinous rice cakes and glutinous rice balls on the fourth and fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, and glutinous rice balls and noodles on the sixth and seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. Then we can go to the village chief's courtyard together.
There's no rush right now.
In the inn, Wang and others were already busy. Meng Chaoqun, who had just arrived last night, was also busy. Although they did not know what they should do and did not wait for the girl's arrangements, they all spontaneously found work.
, followed by the person choosing dishes at the back, and the person cleaning the table.
When Song Qiu arrived, he first asked everyone to stop what they were doing, held a morning meeting, and arranged the work for Meng Chaoqun and others.
Just as she had thought when she bought them, Meng Chaoqun followed Tao Zheng, Luo Daquan and Ma Liang followed Tao Dongping and Tao Dongcheng.
Zhong and Wu followed Wang and Li.
Meng Cheng was still young, so he helped with running errands and serving dishes.
As for Meng Yingzi, he followed Tao Xiuer and learned to read the stove fire.
Everyone has something to do, and although there are a lot of people, everyone follows their own people, so it doesn't look chaotic.
Tao Zheng and others knew to some extent that their girl was planning to open an inn, so they tried their best to teach others the work they were doing.
Especially the cooking skills of Wang family and Li family are not sloppy at all.
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There is only one update today. I have been busy eating and drinking these two days.