Chapter two hundred and ninetieth ancestor worship
Tian Jiazhi was searing the pig's head, and Ye Ye was cooking delicious food in the house. Actually, it was nothing more than enema. Ye Ye also kept the small intestines from the slaughtered pigs. These things can be used in the same way regardless of whether they are from old sows or not.
Moreover, the most abundant item in the house is white potatoes, which are not lacking in starch. There is also a lot of meat and oil. The fields are willing to put things in, and the starch sausage made out of them is especially delicious.
The only pity is that the pig blood was banned for the first time in the field. I regret that I can’t get it back, otherwise I could have filled it with some blood sausage.
Both the east and west courtyards do the same thing. The smell of burning pig hair is not pleasant, but it makes you feel good.
There are children running around the village, and the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve has a joy of being integrated into the fields. Every family is happy during the New Year, and no one even hears about Aunt Zhu's inconspicuous gossip.
At this time in previous years, she would always watch other people being busy, no matter what the conditions, no one would pay attention to her. Even if it was someone as annoying and disrespectful as Tian Xiaowu, no one would pay attention to her.
I glanced at Tian Xiaowu who was eating with Tian Jiazhi nearby, and thought to myself that it was because of this that he was so tolerant. Even such annoying people were pleasing to the eye, and he could tolerate jumping around in front of his eyes from time to time.
Hey, you can see that loneliness is terrible.
Tian Xiaowu not only ate it, but also held it. It had not been so lively for several years. Tian Tian was not interested in this kind of popularity and did not share the same level of experience as him.
But they didn't get it for nothing. They took back a lot of the good things that his brother had brought back from the captain's house and gave them to the field. They even got a piece of beef with sauce and a big apple, which are really good things.
Tian Ye has been to the city several times and has never seen such good things.
Seeing the soy sauce beef, Tian Ye thought about the chicken in the space. How good it would be to marinate the chicken feet, chicken wings and so on. Oops, I can't think about it anymore.
In the evening, Ye Ye was about to eat beef: "We can't eat so much during the Chinese New Year. One dish a day. It would be great to have meat and fish every day."
However, he was stopped by Tian Jiazhi: "In previous years, you didn't have anything to give to your parents. This year, we are doing well at least. I will take this thing to my parents tomorrow to let them know that you are doing well. Even
The beef has been eaten. It will be the same when we eat it later."
Just such a sentence made Tian Tian silent for most of the night. So it was correct to talk about giving Tian Daxing a son.
Whether it is bitter or sweet, whether willing or passive, my survival is inseparable from the Tian family.
Tian Tian didn't know where Xiao Tian Tian had gone, but she had to be filial to Tian Daxing for Tian Tian, dead or alive.
Tian Jiazhi can think of this with intention.
In previous years, everyone in the village went to visit the graves on the morning of the 30th. Only Tian Tian went to the graves of Tian Daxing and his wife to burn two pieces of paper. To be honest, the scene alone was miserable.
Tian Jiazhi saw that Tian Ye was not in the right mood, and thought to himself that he was not happy about eating beef. Tian Tian was not such a person. He didn't even wrestle.
Tian Jiazhi glanced at the east room, but there was no movement in the middle of the night. Tian Jiazhi regretted it to death.
When Tian Xiaowu came and took Tian Jiazhi out to play, Tian Jiazhi was absent-minded.
During the Chinese New Year, young people in the village gather together to play. This is when everyone becomes familiar with each other.
Tian Ye watched the two people go out, and then ran into the space. He hadn't thought about all these things for a long time, and even forgot about his home. It's normal to feel a little homesick in days like this. During the holidays, I miss my family even more.
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In order to make himself feel better, Ye Tian devoted himself to physical labor.
There is a lot of work in the space. Recently, the brigade does not have to go out to work, and all the energy in the field has no place to use. I don’t feel tired even if I work in the space all day long.
That is, when she is in space, the time inside the space is consistent with the time outside and cannot be adjusted.
Tian Ye is content with the food in the small space courtyard being able to feed her family. She has never thought about getting rich from it. With Captain Tian's attention to her, Tian Ye doesn't have to think of using the space as a cornucopia to dump things out.
The rafters above are all rotten, let alone human beings. Especially this kind of thing, it makes people know that Ye Ye is afraid that he doesn’t know how he died.
When Tian Jiazhi came back, the field had been renovated through labor. After spending a lot of energy, he felt comfortable.
After working in the kitchen all day, Tian Ye is washing his hair.
Tian Jiazhi opened the door and came in, bringing in a room full of cold air.
Seeing Tian Ye washing his hair: "Why are you washing your hair at this time? It's so cold."
Tian Ye lowered his head and didn't see what Tian Jiazhi was doing: "It's okay, just dry it after washing it."
Tian Tian's hair has grown to shoulder length in half a year. When he goes out of the house, he wears the auntie scarf Tian Jiazhi bought when he got married, so there is nothing visible about it.
When he is at home, it hangs on his shoulders, soft and smooth, black and shiny. When Tian Tian doesn't speak, his quiet temperament alone makes Tian Jiazhi lose his mind.
So every time Tian Xiaowu comes, seeing that the two of them are incompatible with each other, he feels very at ease. Even if he were killed, he would not say this.
But that’s what he really thought in his heart. Tian Jiazhi didn’t want anyone to see such a field.
Tian Ye is rubbing her hair. There is no conditioner these days, so she uses grass seed powder.
When Tian Jiazhi washes his hair, Tian Tian also uses some to avoid getting lice.
It feels like there are extra hands on the head. Tian Ye wants to hide, but he doesn’t want to think about this scene being too intimate.
It's a pity that the brain is limited by others, so no amount of strength can be used.
Tian Jiazhi rolled up his arms and sleeves and rubbed Tian Tian's head with his big hands: "Let me help you and see if you have washed the sleeves of your cotton-padded jacket."
Tian Tian felt uncomfortable and declined: "It's all wet anyway, I don't need you, I can do it myself."
No matter what, Tian Jiazhi just didn't hear what he was doing.
Tian Tian had no choice but to wash it quickly and send the person away. This kind of thing was really not suitable for the relationship between the two.
Tian Jiazhi's big hands rubbed Tian Tian's head endlessly. Tian Tian's waist couldn't straighten up: "There are two kilograms of mud on my head. It's time to rub it off. Quickly change the water and rinse my waist.
It’s broken.”
Tian Jiazhi looked regretful, he hadn't washed enough yet: "You're so squeamish."
This is called squeamishness, and Tianye is angry: "Come and try."
Tian Jiazhi: "Okay, you can wash my hair, and my waist will be able to support it as long as you wash it."
No matter what, he is taking advantage. This person dares to think, Tian Ye: "You are so beautiful."
I'll wash your hair and go dreaming.
Tian Jiazhi pursed his lips: "I've already washed your hair, why can't you wash my hair? You know the women in the village also help the men wash their feet."
When he said this, Tian Ye finally rinsed his hair, straightened up, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Would you like to try it?"
Tian Jiazhi is quite self-aware: "Just wash my hair, I don't need you to wash my feet."
Tian Tian said evilly: "Do you know how I take off the chicken feathers?"
Tian Jiazhi pursed his lips, this was too cruel. He touched his head, and for the sake of his hair, it was better not to insist on letting Tian Tian wash his hair.