I saw Aunt Six grabbing the pot filled with meat fillings with her hands, and the meatballs squeezed out from the tiger's mouth one by one, and Kuai Zi picked them up and put them into the frying pan.
As soon as the grease and boiling oil come into contact, it will make a slurping sound, and the color will change, and it will turn golden in a few times.
Aunt Six was not in a hurry, and moved the bamboo strips back and forth to prevent the meatballs from sticking together until they were completely cooked, then picked them up and placed them in a large basin nearby.
Xiao Liuzi, who was standing by, grabbed a handful with quick eyes and hands.
I just took it and stuffed it into my mouth without caring about the burning.
"You're a little kid. He sleeps every day and eats secretly when he wakes up. He doesn't know who he looks like."
"Go, stay out of the way, and go to the lake with your father."
Lijiatun, or Fengcheng, still uses Jianghu to post Spring Festival couplets.
Take a big iron pot and pour some water into the coarse grains. Heat it over the fire and brush it back and forth. When the water is almost gone, a slurry lake will be formed.
I heard that there is some glue in Haimen.
Aunt Six has never seen it, but I heard from my husband that it is not easy to use in our place. When the weather gets cold or freezes, things that seem to be stuck well will fall off. Last year, two shops in the city used glue.
The bottle looked good, but it was closed at noon and it fell off before the fireworks could be fired at noon. The two shopkeepers were so angry that they cursed each other on New Year's Eve.
By this year, it is estimated that it will also hit the pulp lake.
"Know it!"
Xiao Liuzi grinned, showing his missing front teeth.
The child is just about the age when his teeth are changing, coupled with his gluttony and his father still doting on the child, his teeth have suffered. Two days ago when he was a child, two pieces of candy went into his mouth and one of his front teeth was directly stuck.
Everything he said was out of control.
But I still feel sorry for my own child.
After a while, I saw Xiao Liuzi running out with two more candies, and Aunt Six didn't say anything anymore.
It wasn't until the man went out with his coat on that he put two paper bags filled with meatballs, the real kind. Each bag had to be a pound smaller, and the outside was wrapped tightly with cotton.
This is for the young people on guard duty.
Patrolling on New Year's Eve is a hard job, so of course the adults in the village must remember it well.
It wasn't just Lao Li who gave me wine.
Lao Liu also gave me something.
One is for the shopkeeper and the other is for the accountant. This is how it should be.
"Well, I'll be back in a moment."
"Make me a pot of noodle soup for lunch, and I'll eat it leisurely. There will be another fierce battle in the evening."
Lao Liu said seriously.
Aunt Six directly hit her man.
What a fierce battle?
It's not just drinking.
"Go ahead, there's no need for plastic surgery."
If my mother-in-law beats and scolds me, can that be considered a beating?
That's love!
Adhering to the glorious tradition of men from the black land, Lao Liu hummed a tune and walked towards the village entrance. As soon as he walked in, he found Mr. Mo chatting with two young people at the village entrance.
On New Year's Eve, standing guard is just hard work, chatting and so on, it's normal.
If they weren't afraid that drinking would delay things, Lao Li and Lao Liu would definitely set up a table for the young people, put a copper pot, and boil two pots of wine.
However, it is rare for Mr. Mo to appear here.
"Good morning, Mr. Mo."
"Brother Six, good morning."…
Goethe responded with a smile, but Lao Liu waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, you don't dare to call me brother, just call me brother six. If you call me brother six and let people in the village hear it, you'll have to poke me in the spine."
Ever since Goethe killed the wild boars, giant insects, and blind bears that day, no one dared to judge their seniority in front of Goethe, and no one could do this.
Who dares?
Then just wait to be called a white-eyed wolf.
You have caused such a big disaster to the village, and you call me brother.
How big is your face?
This is still a village.
What if it spreads outside?
People from ten miles and eight villages have to say, look, people from this village have no conscience and can't marry a big clove of garlic. If you do, you will regret it.
If this word spreads, other people in the village will have murderous intentions.
This affects future generations.
Lao Liu himself has a son.
That is also to carry on the family lineage.
He can't bear it.
The young man on the side covered his mouth in joy.
why?
When Lao Li and Lao Liu were in the shop, one was playing nice and the other was playing bad.
Old Li has a white face.
Lao Liu has a black face.
This is not to show off, but there must be rules in the shop, otherwise the business will be ruined.
Therefore, Lao Liu is held up most of the time.
In addition, I have read books in my early years, so it is suitable for Lao Liu to hold it.
Therefore, when the two young men saw Lao Liu's appearance, they both laughed.
"What are you laughing laughing."
"Here, your sixth aunt fried it for you."
"Give some to the kids on the turret, too."
Lao Liu handed over the two bags.
"Hey, Aunt Xie Sixth."
"Thank you Aunt Six."
The two young men were also stupid. When they opened their mouths, they thanked Aunt Six and did not mention Uncle Six at all.
Lao Liu was too lazy to care.
He knows that the children are stupid, but they are good at heart.
Standing here, he dared to pat his chest and say that whenever something happened to him outside, these kids would be the first to rush forward and fight to the death.
Reliable at critical moments.
usually?
If you are guilty of being stupid, just be stupid.
He, Lao Liu, is used to it.
Then, Lao Liu was surprised to find that Mr. Mo also caught several balls.
"Mr. Mo, please wait."
"I'll get it for you later."
Lao Liu turned around and ran away.
After a while, he was rescued.
Good guy.
Lao Liu came back directly with the basin.
"You can eat as much as you want."
Lao Liu pointed at the basin.
"I can't eat that much here, just get some."
Goethe smiled bitterly.
He was greedy for a moment and couldn't hold it back.
It's impossible to squat at the gate of the village to eat croquettes. The main ones are the croquettes that were fried earlier. By this time, they are already cold and not very delicious. They have to wait until they are put together with the roasted pork and fried tofu, and topped with scallions and ginger slices.
, add water to the pot and steam it. When it comes out of the pot, pinch two coriander sticks to make it delicious.
I declined twice.
Lao Liu distributed some meatballs to the young men standing guard, and then returned with the basin.
“Aunt Six made the fried meatballs delicious.”
"Well, I heard from my mother that Aunt Six worked as a cook in the city, and her skills are not bad."
"Uncle Six is so lucky to marry Aunt Six."
"That's not the case."
Young people standing guard chatting.
Since Lao Liu is no longer around, young people have begun to respectfully call him Uncle Liu...
Goethe listened with interest and continued to ask a few questions.
Just like before, it's just some random things.
Some parents are short-lived.
Some interesting country stories.
There are also some weird and strange things.
In short, you have to do as the locals do.
In the past, Goethe didn't like to listen to it and found it annoying.
But after the emergence of the profession [Returner], he really liked to hear this.
Maybe it’s because this place is similar to ‘home’.
"Let me tell you, Mr. Mo, that yellow-skinned thing is nothing. Just because it knows magic, it has attracted a lot of girls, and even stopped people to ask questions. It looks like a human or a god."
"You want to say that it looks like a human. Although it can walk upright like a human, its cultivation will be ruined. It will hold a grudge, and your family will be uneasy."
"If you say it's like a god, it will immediately attain enlightenment and become an immortal. But if you open your mouth, you will have to bear its sins. It might be a disaster."
After going around and around, this sentence comes back to Xian'er.
There is nothing we can do.
Who made the black soil unique folk customs?
"Then what to do? Nothing you say is right."
Another young man was fascinated by what he heard and couldn't help but scratch his head.
"Who says it isn't?"
The person who told this story didn’t know how to solve it, so he could only be a fangirl.
Then, the two of them looked at Goethe involuntarily.
Mr. Mo, a powerful man, must know.
The two young men thought at the same time and couldn't help but ask.
"Just say that she looks like a beautiful lady with a height of 1.7 meters, a bulging front and two ponytails, a wealthy family, a kind heart, and she fell in love with me at first sight."
It was instinctive for Goethe, and he said the dirty words directly.
The two young people were stunned.
Blinked.
Looks like this is okay?
"Mr. Mo, are you kidding?"
asked the storyteller.
"Of course...it's a joke."
Looking at the suspicious looks of the two young people, Goethe sighed.
Throwing out the clues and not being able to catch them makes people feel uncomfortable.
Also, am I used to being called sir all the time?
Why, inexplicably, do you still have the baggage of being an idol?
Goethe thought in his heart, but his expression became serious.
he said.
"When you meet Huangpizi asking for a title, if you say it looks like a human being, it's better than saying it looks like a god. It ascended during the day and left you to bear the sins. Can you bear it?"
"It looks like a human being, but its cultivation is gone. Although it can stand and walk, the harm is not great."
"Moreover, you can also discuss with it not to come to my house to cause trouble. If you agree, I will let you go. If you don't agree, we will just lie here together today. It is better than having you in my house."
This time, the two young men nodded repeatedly.
Apparently he agrees with this statement.
His face couldn't help but show more admiration.
And the one with a more honest face kept wiping his firearm.
That look is like saying, I have a gun in my hand, I'm not afraid of you.
I didn't consider it at all, this is the possibility of the story.
stop!
While the three of them were chatting, a whistle sounded from the turret.
somebody is coming!
Still a stranger!
Today, except for Lao Li taking Li Changhai and Li Fugui to put incense on his godmother's tree, no one has left the village. People who come at this time can be distinguished by their number.
The two young men directly picked up firearms...
No one reminded Goethe about hiding or anything like that.
In the eyes of the two young people, this was completely unnecessary.
Mr. Mo, do you still need a reminder?
Moreover, with Goethe here, the morale of the two of them soared.
It's like I'm not afraid if the sky falls.
Gradually, a motorcade appeared in their field of vision.
The team was mixed, including horses, donkeys, and mules. At a glance, there were as many as seventy or eighty people. Some were holding firearms, some had simple knives, and even more had whistle sticks and the like.
The leader was wearing a suede dog-skin coat and dog-skin hat, holding a riding whip in his hand and a short firearm inserted into his waist. When he was still forty or fifty meters away from Lijiatun, he whipped his whip.
Snapped!
"Grrrr, ugh."
The donkey cart stopped steadily, and the leader came directly on foot.
"I am Boss Zhao from Zhaojiatun in Ivory Mountain."
Before I even got there, this person called me.
"It's Uncle Zhao!"
The honest boy shouted directly.
The other one also breathed a sigh of relief.
For those who celebrate the New Year, even if they are not afraid, they do not want to bleed and cause trouble.
"Looking for uncle, why did you come back?"
The honest boy ran over and asked.
"The road was a little rough, and there was trouble at the Changsheng Road, so I took everyone on a detour. Fortunately, I came back on the 30th day, otherwise everyone would have to spend the New Year on the road."
Zhao Da smiled like a northerner and pointed at the motorcade behind him.
Familiar people in the car were also shouting loudly.
When the people in the village heard the commotion, they all rushed out.
"Brother Zhao, let's have some food before leaving. We can catch up."
Aunt Six shouted directly.
This is not politeness, but confidence.
Lijiatun is famously wealthy in the neighborhood, and only Lijiatun dares to say this. If it were any other village, it would make people burst into laughter. If you meet someone who is sincerely looking for trouble, he will have to sit at your dinner table as soon as you move your buttocks.
People pinch their noses to recognize it, and then they have to tighten their belts and eat bran wild vegetables.
In the past, Lijiatun did not dare to do so.
However, since Lao Li became rich, he has gained confidence.
"No, sister."
"Everyone is as happy as an arrow."
"Just ask for a bowl of hot water."
Zhao Da is away from home all the year round, and his words are also quite good.
"Look, Brother Zhao, what you said."
"There's no need to beg."
"Wait, I'll ask the aunts to bring it out."
Aunt Six said and turned back to the village. The men were all there, but there was no need for them to help. The men had already chatted with the people in the motorcade. Those who smoked, please give me a cigarette. If you don't smoke, please take it from your pocket.
I took out a handful of melon seeds.
During the Chinese New Year, everyone will be rich.
Not to mention other things, like cigarettes, I usually can’t bear to part with them.
Most people use dry tobacco to satisfy their cravings.
By the time the aunts brought out bowls and water, everyone was already getting excited.
After all, they are all from ten miles and eight villages.
Going deeper, almost all of them are related to each other.
"Here, let's try some baked buns."
"My roasted buns are more fragrant than roasted buns and contain dates."
Enthusiasm is overflowing in front of the village, and even the wind and snow cannot stop it.
Zhaojiatun's motorcade stopped for about half an hour and then set off again.
"After the second day of the Lunar New Year, I will come to Lijiatun to pay New Year's greetings on the third day of the Lunar New Year."…
Boss Zhao said.
The local custom here is that the first grade of junior high school is at grandma's house, the second grade is at grandma's house, and only in the third grade of junior high school are brothers, sisters and close friends. Boss Zhao put Lijiatun in the third grade of junior high school, obviously treating Lijiatun as a relative.
"Okay, I'll heat some wine and wait for you."
This was said by Lao Li.
Just when the Zhaojiatun convoy was drinking water, Lao Li came back with Li Changhai and Li Fugui.
"OK!"
One answer and one crack of the whip.
Mr. Zhao is also a happy person and doesn't have any twists and turns.
The Zhao family's motorcade left.
Goethe stood aside and watched the motorcade.
He looked at everyone's bundles, and carefully observed the expressions on everyone's faces.
Excitement, apprehension and unconcealable joy.
miss!
But he is shy about being close to home!
In an instant, Goethe's "heart" started beating again, just like before when his "heart" guided him here. Looking at the motorcade in front of him, Goethe's mind had a thought of a trickle of water converging back to the sea, and a milk swallow rushing back into the forest.
The perception of the nest.
[Returners. Returning home]!
Level five is completed instantly.
Even the sixth level is about to appear.
【Returners.Reunion】!
The name has come to mind, but it is incomplete.
Just the name appears, but there is no real promotion.
But this was enough for Goethe to be happy.
What a surprise.
However, Goethe immediately wanted to roll his eyes.
[Blood Crow Spirit] saw the eldest lady of the Wang family.
Take the escort with you and drive the car.
Apparently he came to Lijiatun to celebrate the New Year.
Goethe subconsciously thought about how to deal with it, but the next moment he narrowed his eyes.
There are people behind the convoy.
Hu Yidao.
Considered an acquaintance.
However, what caught Goethe's attention was the white-haired girl next to Hu Yidao.
Goethe had seen young people with bald heads, so it was not surprising.
But this was the first time Goethe had seen a girl with white hair and furry ears.
