At noon, Zhou Yan couldn't resist his uncle after all, so he had to eat lunch before leaving. And if it weren't for the two excellent reasons of preparing for pregnancy and driving, he probably would have had to have a "good" drink with him.
My aunt's side is more worry-free. I can just put down my things and get out of the way...
When I got home, I caught up with my mother making "small stir-fries" and my father "printing money", using a wooden money fan to knock out yellow paper row by row.
Seeing Zhou Yan enter the door, his father smiled and joked: "I thought you had to come back after the New Year!"
"It's not like you don't know my uncle's bad temper. If he doesn't have lunch, he probably won't be able to leave the house."
"That's right..." Father Zhou glanced at Zhou Yan, who was about to sit down, "Go and get a bottle of wine. It doesn't have to be too good. Your grandpa likes to drink Daqu, and he can't get used to those messy flavors. Then get some snacks.
,fruit."
Passing by the kitchen, Zhou Yan took a look at the big dishes prepared by his mother, including chicken, fish and pig.
“It’s really a Chinese New Year!”
When worshiping ancestors, it is called offering sacrifices to large families and to visiting graves for small families.
After becoming a member of the Zhou family, Qin Ruoshu encountered a "large-scale family event" for the first time. She was a little expecting it, but after being told that women usually did not need to participate, Weiwei was a little disappointed.
"I'll take you hiking in the afternoon..." After appeasing his wife, Zhou Yan picked up the "red and white only" hairpin and followed his father out the door.
In the past, when it came to holidays, Father Zhou would usually just "just think about it". Even during the New Year, he would just fry a "hard vegetable" and serve it with steamed buns, snacks, and fruits.
In the past two years, the family has made a lot of money, and Father Zhou is a little embarrassed, and for the sake of face, he naturally improves the quality of the "tributes".
The two men carried their bamboo baskets and stood on the street, which was a signal. After a while, the eldest uncle and his second uncle led their grandson and several cousins who also carried bamboo baskets to gather.
The cemetery in Zhoujialing is in the southwest, facing the direction of Fengdu, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is known to have excellent Feng Shui.
Grandpa Zhou Yan's generation had many brothers, and there were many elders who needed to pay homage to their graves.
There have been so many times in the past year that Zhou Yan’s cousins cannot remember him at all, and they have to be introduced by his uncle and others...
"This is your grandpa's house..."
"This is……"
At this time, the disadvantage of not having a tombstone becomes apparent: you have to look for someone based on the map.
Of course, there are also explanations for erecting monuments on Qingya: it must have great merit; or it must have a prominent family background, and at least it must be the fourth generation.
After walking around the village cemetery, almost all the tributes and "money" in the baskets were left.
"go home!"
On the way back, Zhou Yan quietly touched his father: "Always looking for a place is not an option. Should we consider erecting a monument?"
"It's really..." Father Zhou felt like he was being slapped. He was silent for a while and then replied, "I'll discuss it later with your eldest uncle, second uncle and Zhenghe..."
When he got home, it was only after four o'clock. Zhou Yan wanted to take Qin Ruoshu to relax, but as soon as he walked in, he found that the eldest mistress was cutting couplets with Zhou Yan's wife.
"Okay, here comes the work again!"
Fortunately, Zhou Yan's father and mother have applied for more bank cards and passbooks in the past two years due to their sophisticated nature, so at the end of the year, they received more finished couplets or with the characters "Fu".
Zhou Yan only needs to write some couplets on the door, and some "six animals are prosperous" and "good health" and that's it.
The high-end stationery supplies that Zhou Yan bought a few years ago finally have a use.
Pen holders, paperweights, basins, pens, ink, and inkstones. Although most of the things Zhou Yan picked up were stored in the capital, he also brought some back home and stored them in his hometown for emergencies.
Father Zhou saw Zhou Yan setting out all the study utensils like a stall, and felt a little funny: "I'm not very good at it, but I have all the tools..."
"Bad students have too much stationery, so they should be given understanding. The poor students can only rely on these stationery to stabilize their confidence..." Zhou Yan rolled his eyes and immediately took out a blank couplet paper, flattened it, and pressed it with a paperweight.
"Zhenghai, don't make mistakes at the same time. You have bought a lot of tools in the past two years, and I haven't seen you use them many times..." Mrs. Zhou Yan pointedly pointed out that the two of them are "the same stuff."
Three houses, three large couplets, coupled with couplets, horizontal inscriptions, and oversized Chinese characters "福".
After that, there will be "New Year's Day", "New Year's Day", "Prosperous Livestock", "Happy Opening" and so on...
While he was busy, Zhou Yan suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some small problems with his homestead: "Dad, the problem of our three homesteads should be solved as soon as possible while we can still trade. In two years, the homestead may be gone."
frozen……"
"Nowadays, every household has it, and you don't have anywhere to sell it. Besides, the old houses have adobe walls..."
"Yes," Zhou Yan was a little speechless, "First let's decide whether we want it or not!"
"You can't live there more than once a year, so why bother?"
My father didn't care, but my mother was different.
"I have lived here for more than 20 years! Are you just throwing it away?" My mother glared at my father fiercely, "My old man built the old house piece by piece, you heartless..."
"Then we won't sell it, but these three homesteads..."
"Leave this matter to me," Zhou Yan smiled, "Go back and pack up the things in the room and pretend to be cool. I'll find someone to handle it..."
As for how to deal with it?
It's nothing more than flipping a hand, selling it to someone else, and buying it back under the premise that trading is allowed.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the family finally had some leisure time, and the most arduous task of the day was to cook chicken and mutton soup.
Of course, the task naturally fell to Zhou Yantou, while his father and mother watched the agricultural science program with great pleasure. When they had nothing to do, they also browsed the books on pig raising and feed preparation that Zhou Yan had asked someone to buy.
After the chickens and sheep were put into the pot, Zhou Yan, who had some free time, saw his father and mother acting "weirdly" and felt a little frightened: "Dad, you two have changed your nature. Do you plan to live and learn from others?"
"I was so excited," I turned around and explained with a smile, "After harvesting the corn and sweet potatoes, your father and I went to visit a large pig farm in the Central Plains..."
"Then what?"
"After I came back," I looked at Father Zhou with a smile, "Comrade Zhou suddenly felt that our pig farm was the same with or without him, and then he was stimulated and asked you to buy some pig farming equipment.
books……"
"Know your shame and then be brave!" Zhou Yan said happily, "To be honest, learning something is better than the place in the east where you spend all your time playing gold and flowers."
"You also know?" Father Zhou was a little surprised.
"How could I not know?" Zhou Yan asked back, "Our company's technician here in charge of blueberries reacted when he returned home. No matter how many projects we were given in the village, they would not be able to stop people from gathering in the village to gamble."
"Didn't you tell Zhou Tong about this?"
"Why am I saying this?" Zhou Yan sighed helplessly, "He knows it himself and clearly doesn't want to do anything to offend others. Why am I wasting my breath?"
"The cultural tourism project was messed up by Chuanjian's brother-in-law. Isn't it a bad thing?" I thought the turn of events was a bit strange, "The drawings can no longer be used, and we have to redesign it?"
"Then it depends on your daughter-in-law!" Zhou Yan looked at Qin Ruoshu with a smile.
"I forgot, Ruoshu is responsible for this."
"The plan was given by Zhou Yan, I just refined it a bit," Qin Ruoshu smiled cautiously, "By the way, Mr. Zhou, the follow-up plan..."
"The simple gardens of Suzhou, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, combined with mountain cabins and villas, where you can eat, drink, play and stay..."
