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Although there are still only two dishes for a meal at noon, the taste is very good.

Zhou Qingwu has never eaten pork blood many times. The taste is both good and bad, but the taste is always a bit woody and woody. However, the pork blood made by Meng Chuxi is not only fragrant, but also fresh and tender like tofu. The appropriate spiciness is particularly appetizing , the leeks are tender and fragrant, and eaten with pig blood, the combination of meat and vegetables is not greasy at all.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" There are much less condiments here, and she doesn't know if Zhou Qingwu likes it or not.

Zhou Qingwu just laughed, and clipped a piece for her. The pig's blood could not be clipped, and it was full of elasticity.

Meng Chuxi took a bite, and the pork blood soup was thick, and the aroma of leeks, ginger and garlic was sucked in, and one bite was enough.She also understood Zhou Qingwu's meaning, and said solemnly: "The cooking I made is so delicious, isn't it?"

To her, Zhou Qingwu was the king of cheers, nodding his thumbs.

The two dishes were enough to satisfy Zhou Qingwu. After the meal, Meng Chuxi had to prepare to wash the pigs, especially the pig intestines. Cleaning directly determines whether it tastes good. If it is not cleaned, it will be a disaster.

The pig intestines that she brought back were part of the large and small intestines, which had been simply processed there.In their place, people use flour to wash, but it is too extravagant to use flour at this time, so she is looking for an alternative, and the ash from the fire is excellent.

Don't look at the gray ashes, in fact, the fire is very clean after the fire, and the cleaning effect is better than flour. It can not only get rid of the peculiar smell but also bring down the dirty things.

First, use the running water connected to the bamboo tube to wash the inside several times to remove the dirty things. After rubbing and cleaning the pig intestines with plant ash, it is necessary to turn it over and wash the dirtiest inside.

Turning the large intestine is a technical job. Although Meng Chuxi has rich theoretical knowledge, she has never done this kind of thing, and her hands and feet are uncoordinated.She glanced awkwardly at Zhou Qingwu who was looking at her, and Meng Chuxi smiled embarrassedly: "Not proficient."

Zhou Qingwu pursed his lips and smiled, rolled up his sleeves to signal her to get up, and she pointed to Meng Chuxi's red hands: go to the fire.

As early as when she was washing her hands, Zhou Qingwu made a charcoal basin to warm her hands. Meng Chuxi sat on the mat, warmed up by the fire, and watched Zhou Qingwu show off his skills with a smile.She turned a section of the pig intestines out, closed the opening with her left hand, picked up a section of pig intestines with her right hand, and put it gently. It came out smoothly.

After watering and cleaning before, the inside looks very clean, but it still can’t be sloppy. After rubbing it a few times, change the water, and carefully remove the fat and oil that still has dirty things, but don’t go too thoroughly, otherwise the smell will be bad. Bitter.

After soaking in rice washing water for a period of time, the peculiar smell on it will be completely removed.After blanching the fatty sausage with boiling water, it can be packed and ready to be fried.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, I'll give you some fat intestines to eat, I'm sure you'll like it." This thing is really troublesome, and it will pass in one afternoon when it's completely over.

Zhou Qingwu likes Meng Chuxi's craftsmanship very much, no matter what she does, she always eats it very well, of course she likes it.

The day of the new year was very busy, and few people in every household went out. For no other reason, the dust layer in the house had to be thoroughly cleaned.Beams, stoves, chimneys, nowhere can be spared, even the handles on the cabinets at home must be polished and polished.

This was a big project, so Zhou Qingwu brought Meng Chuxi a square scarf to wrap her hair in the square scarf to prevent dust from falling after eating hastily early in the morning.

The blue floral cloth is wrapped around the head, which always has a strong flavor of the countryside, and it can't help but remind people of the mothers-in-law and aunts in the village.Looking at Meng Chuxi like this, Zhou Qingwu couldn't hide the smile in his bright eyes. In fact, he was not ugly, and he didn't even look old-fashioned. It was because Meng Chuxi was born too outstanding, and such a rustic square scarf couldn't stop him. Her temperament really doesn't match, coupled with her well-behaved and innocent appearance, she is rare and cute.

Meng Chuxi watched the little girl's smile grow stronger, and the dimples on her cheeks revealed her thoughts again, and she frowned a little disapprovingly: "What are you laughing at, isn't it embarrassing?"

Zhou Qingwu's ears turned red, and he waved his hands again and again: "It's cute."

Meng Chuxi didn't expect that the little girl she always thought was so cute would think she was cute. She reached out and touched the square scarf on her head, and seeing the girl whose face was getting smaller and smaller, she reached out and kissed her again. Soft cheeks.

The fat little girl has almost all the flesh on her face, which is round and smooth.And after all, it is young, even with all the hardships in the past, the skin has become very hydrated after a period of time, and it is even fairer when winter comes.Being rubbed by Meng Chuxi like this, her small mouth pouts, her big eyes are full of innocence, and she also hides a trace of shyness, which makes the always gentle Meng Chuxi turn into an old mother. What do you call her cute, this little guy just eats cute grown up.

"No one is cuter than you. Why are you so cute?"

Although Zhou Qingwu felt a little shy to be pinched by her face like this, and she seemed too childish, but she was very happy that her eyes were full of her own Meng Chuxi at this time, doting and gentle, the love inside did not need to say a word, She can see clearly.

So every time at this time, even if Meng Chuxi licked her face, she would not hide or make trouble, and would just stare at her, which made Meng Chuxi so rare.

For such a small courtyard, two wing rooms and the kitchen in the hall, it took her a long time to tidy up the two of them.Meng Chuxi rubbed her sore waist, looked at the house in front of her, and sighed: "It's finally finished."

Zhou Qingwu's face was also flushed, and when he heard this, he went over to beat her waist and shoulders, which was very considerate.Although this kind of general cleaning is tiring, it feels like a great sense of accomplishment after finishing it. After cleaning, it seems that my heart is also tidy.

Xiaonian was going to offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God, and as soon as it got dark, Zhou Qingwu placed the tribute prepared in advance on the stove.After the bought sweets and cakes were set up, a new Kitchen God statue was replaced, three pillars of fragrance were lit, and a piece of meat was also placed, which was quite grand.

This custom has faded a lot in modern times, and Meng Chuxi only read it in books. When Zhou Qingwu put the candy on the Kitchen God's lips, she was also taken aback. Thinking of a poem she had read before, she probably guessed it. Intentionally, I can't help but want to laugh, but at this time, I can only endure.

"It is said in ancient times that on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, the kitchen god wants to talk to the sky." It is said that on the day of the new year, the kitchen god will go to the sky to report the good and evil of the family. If he smears his mouth with honey, it will only say good things. , the coming year is bound to be prosperous and everything will go well.

Although Meng Chuxi doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, she is also a witness to supernatural events, and Zhou Qingwu next to her looks pious, clasping her hands together, obviously praying sincerely, Meng Chuxi kneels beside her, clears away distracting thoughts and closes her eyes.

I don't know if the Kitchen God will bless her, a half-way believer, but the little girl beside her, she hopes that she can really be blessed by the God and Buddha, and live a healthy and safe life.

The two of them were lying on the bed at night. Since Zhou Qingwu had menstruation pain that day, the two of them did not sleep separately. They warmed the bed for the little girl, and Meng Chuxi discussed with her in the dark what was still missing for the New Year.

The door gods of the couplets have already been bought, but it is said that Dayan Dynasty will drink Tusu wine during the Chinese New Year, but this one has not been bought yet.Firecrackers are a must during Chinese New Year, as well as candy and cakes.Two people don't need to buy too many things for the New Year, but some chickens and fish are also needed.There are a lot of chickens in the village, and Aunt Liu's house has them. I have to go to the fish market to buy the fish as soon as possible.

"Tsk, no matter when and where, celebrating the New Year is a hard and costly thing." Meng Chuxi probably thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh.

This time Zhou Qingwu heard it very clearly, and he paused for a moment, when and where?She really remembered a lot of things.

Zhou Qingwu thought, his eyes fell on the person who was hiding in the twilight beside him, but he didn't know how to mention it. When she fell into the water, she was obviously injured by a knife. Maybe it would be dangerous for her to go back. I don’t remember, so why worry too much about it.

She was curious about what Meng Chuxi had experienced in the past, but she didn't care.She just needs to know that Meng Chuxi is very good, and she likes it very much, and that she likes to stay by her side, that's enough.

If she wants to stay, she will do everything she can to treat her well. If she wants to leave, she will watch her go well. At the age of 15, she is not simply ignorant of the world. The girl's mind has changed unconsciously, such as honey drawing silk, entanglement, unknowingly falling into it without knowing it, and when she reacts, she is addicted to it and cannot extricate herself .

The dishes on New Year's Eve are still much richer. Zhou Qingwu made a dish of boiled meat that everyone in Zhoujia Village loves to eat.Of course, only rich and noble families can eat it on weekdays, and in Zhoujia Village, it can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

The lean meat is minced and chopped into sticky minced meat. Add mountain flour and stir and knead continuously to increase the strength and umami taste of the meat. It is not ready until it is kneaded into a ball.

Add shredded ginger to the water in the pot and bring it to a boil. Zhou Qingwu then cut the meat into small pieces and put them in boiling water to blanch.The sticky lean meat is scattered in the boiling water, and the mountain noodles are rolled out to lock in the deliciousness of the meat, and the minced meat is easy to cook.After boiling the water for two times, the mountain noodles make the soup thicker. Simply add salt and garlic leaves, and the aroma in the pot will immediately waft out, and it will be ready to be out of the pot immediately. If it is too long, the meat will be burnt, and the taste will be much worse. .

When a large bowl of boiled broth was served, it was steaming and fragrant, and Meng Chuxi thought it was delicious just looking at it.

Meng Chuxi had already prepared the fat sausage that was processed earlier.The fatty sausage is blanched in water and deep-fried until golden. Heat the oil to adjust the sauce, mince the ginger, onion and garlic and fry until fragrant, then add vinegar, rice wine and a little sugar, grind the cinnamon at home into powder, pour in the clear soup, and stir-fry over high heat to collect the juice.

The fat sausage cooked in this way is ruddy in color, soft in the mouth and has no peculiar smell at all. The layers of sour, sweet, fragrant and salty are distinct. Zhou Qingwu found this dish complicated when he made it. So exquisitely done.

Fatty intestines are no better than meat, and the taste is already chewy. This nine-turn large intestine is different from the fried crispy ones. Although it is softer, it is soft and tough, and it goes well with rice.

Seeing Zhou Qingwu eating, his eyes widened. Meng Chuxi was very happy. He tasted the boiled broth. It was also delicious, the meat was very smooth and tender, and the umami taste was not lost too much. It was served with a thick soup. , There is no greasy taste of meat at all, and the flavor is excellent.

This meal is considered quite extravagant, but the annual festival is the first year they have spent together since they met each other. For the time being, they put the expenses behind them, and the next year will be a brand new year.

In this year of time and space, the flavor of the year is so strong that Meng Chuxi is a little dazed. The New Year's Eve is coming as scheduled, and on the last day of the year, Zhoujia Village ushered in the first snow.

At first, it was the rustling and splashing snowflakes that caused the noise, but it was soon overwhelmed by the lively cheers of the children, forcing it to quietly fall the snowflakes.

Every household in the village pasted up couplets, those from better-off families hung up red lanterns, and children put on new cotton-padded clothes. With rare candy in their hands, they frantically went to catch snowflakes.Before the firecrackers are set off, the flavor of the new year has overflowed from the children's faces and eyes.

This was also the first snow that Meng Chuxi saw in the Dayan Dynasty. Standing at the door after posting the couplets, Meng Chuxi looked at the village immersed in the bustle and festivities, and suddenly felt a little lonely in her heart.I can't tell the truth, just like she used to go down periodically, and the slight troubles in her heart disturbed her.

Meng Chuxi stretched out his hand to catch a few flakes of snow. The snow wasn't that big, and it didn't even show up in his hand before he could see its shape clearly. Even the traces of melted water were barely noticeable.

Zhou Qingwu's eyes followed her habitually, his brows frowning consciously, and there was some worry in his eyes.This time she was not silent, she reached out and squeezed Meng Chuxi's hand, and when she turned her head to look at herself, she stretched out her hand and gestured: "It's Chinese New Year, you are unhappy, can you tell me?"

Meng Chuxi saw uneasiness and worry on her face, the little person was serious and serious, as if she had encountered a major event.

Under the eaves, Meng Chuxi just looked at the little girl by her side like this, the pain in her heart suddenly became stronger, but it was gradually annihilated in her eyes, Zhou Qingwu was her fragrance of peace.

She held Zhou Qingwu's hand backhand, and raised her smile, the haze in her eyes was dispelled by the light.

"It's okay, it's just such a lively day, I suddenly feel that I can't fit in." Obviously feeling the hand held by her tighten, Meng Chuxi turned around and smiled again, raised the hand they held together and shook: "But look Look at Qingwu, you are much better."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at the sky, the snow in the sky was not pure white, it looked like it had shadows, just looking at it like this, it gradually became whiter and swarmed towards the earth, the shadows in her sight suddenly and suddenly, Meng Chuxi He smiled and said, "Qingwu, it's snowing heavily."

Zhou Qingwu was not in the mood to look at Xue, his eyes were fixed on the person who was looking at Xue, his smile was shallow and indulgent, and he hummed softly from his nasal cavity.