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When Yang Ye's lips touched Ah Xi's forehead, he knew that the child was telling the truth, because the child's body temperature was too high and he almost cooked himself.

He started slightly wrong, and when he wanted to kiss the child's rosy lips, the child suddenly lowered his head.

"what happened?"

Ah Xi avoided Yang Ye's eyes, it was too embarrassing to do these things without closing the door in the blue sky, he whispered: "I, I'm a little cold."

Yang Ye smiled helplessly, lowered his head and lightly touched the tip of the child's nose to let him go, then squatted down and put the socks on for him, and then carried him back to the room.

"I'm going to cook first, you sleep for a while, the eldest brother and sister-in-law are coming over for dinner tonight."

After Axi settled down, he first processed the pheasant, stewed chicken with dried bamboo shoots soup, soaked chili and fried chicken offal, boiled tender vegetable leaves with chicken blood, one chicken can produce three completely different dishes, and four people can eat a lot .

After Wu Yonglan heard that she had sold the yuba recipe, she felt a little regretful, but she didn't say anything.

Now that it's winter, Yang Cheng and Yang Ye discussed that the two brothers would buy a pig together for the new year. They made some money this year and wanted to have a good year. Besides, Wu Yonglan wanted to eat something good when she was pregnant with her child, and she was confinement after giving birth. You also have to take care of your body.

Yang Ye also didn't want to treat Ah Xi badly, after all, children are still growing, and if they don't eat more meat, they won't grow taller, so they readily agreed to Yang Cheng's proposal.

After dinner, Yang Ye asked Ah Xi to digest before going to bed. Seeing that he had a good appetite at night, he didn't dare to let him go to bed too early.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, the windows were tightly closed, and the warm yellow room was warm. Yang Ye studied some ink, spread some paper on the table, and practiced calligraphy with a pen.

I bought these reading utensils a long time ago, but it’s a pity that I had a quarrel with Axi a while ago, which made him unable to arouse much interest in doing anything, so I put these things aside for nothing. Reading arrangements.

On the small square table, Yang Ye took up more than half of it to practice calligraphy, and Axi asked for a small piece of ground to put the sewing basket, one person practiced calligraphy, and the other did needlework, which was very warm.

In the past few days, Axi couldn't sleep and did a lot of needlework. The winter clothes were almost finished. He planned to make some small clothes for the child in Wu Yonglan's stomach after the winter clothes were finished.

Staying with Yang Ye, he was happy in his heart, even embroidering with embroidery was more vivid than in the past. Yang Ye used to be an abacus in restaurants, and made a small goose-feather pen for sketching and arithmetic. He hadn't used a pen to write for a long time. , Hand skills are a lot rusty, compared with ordinary scholars, handwriting is not satisfactory.

He stroked his large sleeves, and practiced a page from right to left. He saw that the handwriting on it was correct, but there was no rhyme in it. He could read it or not. : "Writing, writing can be regressed."

Yang Ye put the pen on the inkstone: "How do you know that you have regressed?"

"I, I have the handwriting written by A Ye in my room, I have seen it."

Yang Ye knew that he didn't write it by himself, and he felt a little bit of a taste in his heart. Yuanshen has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, and he has been writing for more than ten years, specializing in one thing. For rough things, he is very diligent in memorizing books. He is a half-hearted man, and his writing is naturally incomparable to others.

Seeing that he was silent, Ah Xi said: "Ah Ye is busy with work, so he has less time to read and write. It is common for him not to be as proficient as before. It's blame, blame me for not taking good care of the house, so you don't have enough time to study."

Seeing the child's pitiful appearance, Yang Ye couldn't care less about the unwarranted unhappiness in his heart: "What did you call me?"

Ah Xi squeezed the cloth tightly: "I saw that big brother is, that's what he calls you."

Yang Ye raised his hand, and a faint ink fragrance swept over him. He scratched the boy's nose: "Who told you to call me like elder brother, you should call me Mr. Xianggong."

Axi's face became hot again. He lowered his head and pricked the small needle into the cloth. There are few people in the village who call him Mr. Xianggong. Even Wu Yonglan has never heard her call Yang Cheng that way. He used to call Yang Ye by his name directly. He suddenly changed his name to Xianggong, how could he be embarrassed.

"I, I think it's good to call after big brother."

Yang Ye didn't dare to push people into a hurry, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's up to you."

It was late at night, and after practicing three pages, Yang Ye became more proficient in his hands, and even his wrists were sore. He shook his hands, collected Axi's needlework, and carried him to the bed and stuffed him under the quilt.

Yang Ye has a cold physique, and his hands and feet are cold, but Axi is just the opposite. No matter how cold his body is before going to bed, he will be warm all over after lying on the bed for a while. Holding him in his arms in winter night is like a stove, which makes people feel warm. Hold it and don't want to let go.

After he buried his head in the child's neck for a while, he suddenly remembered what he said just now. People in the village generally know few words and even don't even know words, so how can they tell good from bad: "Axi, are you literate?"

What answered him was the sound of long breathing, Yang Ye was helpless, the child fell asleep too fast.

The news that Pang Zhanzhong bought the bean curd stick recipe spread like wildfire in the county, both among his peers and by Pang Zhanzhong's deliberate publicity. On the second day, Fengxianglou couldn't wait to make a batch of bean curd sticks The number of customers came one after another, and the business in the restaurant was even better than at the peak.

For this reason, the staff in the restaurant were too busy to stop, and Yang Ye was also doing accounts one after another in front of the counter.

From the beginning until the Chinese New Year, Pang Zhanzhong was all smiles in the restaurant, calling Fangzi that the purchase was worth it, which aroused the jealousy of those in the county.

At the end of the year, the restaurant's business was booming, and Pang Zhanzhong paid the employees in the restaurant a little more wages. Everyone was happy, and they were able to go home for a good year.

Taking advantage of receiving his wages, Yang Ye asked Yang Cheng to buy pigs together after returning to the village. There were ready-made pig farmers in the village. The Mei family went to buy pigs.

Axi and Wu Yonglan boiled hot water at home, and when the pigs came back, they killed and scalded the pigs.

The Mei family currently has six or seven pigs, and there are many people buying meat for the New Year at the end of the year. The Mei family has already sold half of the pigs to the butchers in the county meat market. No one in the village can afford such meat. He does business with people in the county, but when the Chinese New Year is approaching, he will still kill a fat pig and sell it to the villagers scatteredly.

In a good harvest year, half of a pig can be sold, and in a bad harvest year, only half a pig can be sold. It doesn’t matter how much you sell or how little you sell. In short, the rest will be eaten by the family during the New Year, and then smoked and made into bacon for the next year. .

This morning, he heard that a villager wanted to buy a whole head, and he was really surprised. In previous years, the Zhang family would only buy [-] catties of pork if they were wealthy. Could it be that this year Zhang Jie's father went to other counties to run projects and made a fortune?

Mei Dakun was wondering when he saw Zhang's father and son coming together, he greeted them with a smile.

"Uncle Mei's business is doing well this year. I heard that the butchers in the county are vying to buy from you."

"Zhang Tongsheng is really good at talking. I still have to look after your Zhang family to take care of my business in the village."

Zhang Ying's father also felt that his face was bright: "Speak politely."

Mei Dakun quickly welcomed the man into the house. The pigs sold to the villagers were just killed this morning, and many villagers would rush to buy a fresh one, and the Zhang family took the lead.

This year's harvest is not bad. Mei Dekun killed the first three hundred catties of big fat pigs, and estimated that he could sell half of them. I like to pick up the fat and buy it, let alone satisfy my cravings together, the fat can be boiled out for cooking, and the calculation is very precise.

"Zhang Tongsheng, do you still want the best pork leg this time?" Mei Dekun patted the shaved white fat pig, the red and white meat trembled and made people itch.

This year, Zhang Dacai did not make a fortune when he went to other counties to do projects, and his income was not as much as in previous years. Zhang Jie had to go to school again, so he didn't dare to spend money extravagantly. Half of the pig's head, and a few catties of pig fat, his mother likes to cook with oil."

Mei Dakun wondered for a moment, this pork head meat is cheap, with more bones and less meat, usually the villagers rushed to buy it, now the Zhang family can buy these things, and immediately he felt that the Zhang family might not be as good as before, as As a businessman, he naturally wouldn't offend his regular customers, let alone Zhang Jie is a child.

"Pork head meat is delicious, and our Xiaozhi loves it too."

As he was talking, he stabbed the pig's head with a knife and pierced the twisted palm leaves. At that moment, Mei Xiaozhi came out of the house, wearing a shiny new winter coat, and even Zhang Ying couldn't help but take a second look.

Every year when she sells loose pork, Mei Xiaozhi dresses up beautifully, like a landlord's daughter, and the villagers who buy meat praise her when they catch her. Mei Xiaozhi's favorite thing is this time.

"Uncle Zhang and Brother Zhang Glaze are here to buy meat again."

Zhang Dacai smiled as if looking at his daughter-in-law: "Xiaozhi is also at home."

Mei Xiaozhi used to be very warm to Zhang Dacai, who was rarely at home, but now she is much colder after being separated from Zhang Ying, she only said politely, and then saw that the Zhang family bought some cheap things this time, Immediately, he didn't even bother to talk to Zhang Dacai.

Zhang Ying was already sensitive to these things, so he sensed Mei Xiaozhi's contempt, and combined with Mei Xiaozhi's negligence in the past few months, he felt that his face was dull. Yes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Father, I see that this year's pork leg at Uncle Mei's house is really good. Why don't you buy one and take it home. Thanks to Master Zuixiaolou, he gave me a lot of rewards at the end of the year, and I have plenty of money left and right." .”

Zhang Dacai glared at Zhang Jie, he said clearly when he came here that he would not buy expensive ones, but he changed his mind when he arrived here, but Mei Dakun didn't care how the two of them spoke differently, anyway, buying meat is a good thing, With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he put a piece of pork that weighed seven or eight catties through a palm leaf and passed it over: "Zhang Tongsheng is really good at it, and he can be appreciated by the master of the restaurant in the county town!"

Then he said: "The pig was just killed today, and the pig's blood is also stored. Later, Zhang Tongsheng will bring some back to cook a pot of soup. It tastes good."

It was because Zhang's family didn't buy much meat this time, and he didn't plan to give away pig's blood, but now he bought an extra pig's leg, and gave some pig's blood as a gift, and most people would ask him for it, but he wouldn't give it.

Zhang Dacai had no choice but to bite the bullet and took it, and Mei Xiaozhi was more than two points enthusiastic in an instant: "In our village, only Uncle Zhang's family can have a big pig leg a year!"

Mei Dakun gave her a wink, and she said knowingly: "I'll find a bowl for Uncle Zhang to get blood."

Although his heart was bleeding when he bought the meat, Zhang Gla felt much better after being flattered.

Just after finishing the calculation, he gritted his teeth and handed over nearly [-] Wen, when he suddenly heard a hearty voice from outside: "Is no one home?"

"Hey, who is here?" Mei Dakun took the money: "I'm afraid it's a villager who buys meat, I'll go out and have a look."

Mei Dakun went out quickly and saw that it was the two brothers of the Yang family, he was secretly happy, oh, what kind of wind is it today, it has brought the two Gods of Wealth from the village here.

Yang Chengdao: "Someone is here. Seeing that there is no one in the yard, I still pretend that Master Mei is not at home."

"There are people, Da Lang and Yang Tongsheng are here to buy meat, go inside quickly, all the good meat will be kept!"

Yang Ye waved his hand: "We don't buy loose meat, but a whole pig. Is there any stock?"

The father and son of the Zhang family also came out to watch the excitement. As soon as they went out, they heard that it was bought by the two brothers of the Yang family, and their faces darkened a little.

"Yes, there is! Let's go to the circle to look directly, whichever one we like is the one." Mei Dakun never thought that it was the two brothers of the Yang family who came to buy the whole pig. At first, he thought that Zhang's family bought loose meat. People bought the whole head, and it turns out that the rich man is still behind.

Mei Xiaozhi came out carrying the pig's blood, handed it over to Zhang Jie, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yang and Brother Yang Ye are here, you look at the pig first, I'll make you some tea."

Seeing this, Zhang Ying was so angry that all the effort just now was wasted, and she said sourly, "Brother Yang is so skillful!"

Yang Ye smiled lightly: "I'm so greedy, it's an incompetent problem, Brother Zhang is a joke."

"Not everyone can follow their own habits." Ten to twenty catties of meat is worth four hundred cash, and a pig can't be bought without a few taels of silver.

He turned to Mei Dakun and said, "Uncle Mei, let's go first."

Mei Dakun knew that Zhang Jie and Yang Ye were not dealing with each other, and now that Yang Ye was a big customer, he wished that the Zhang family and his son would leave quickly, so he said, "Go slowly."

Yang Ye chose the smallest pig, which weighed more than 100 catties and less than [-] catties. It's not that he couldn't afford a bigger one, but the big one had too much fat, so it's good to boil oil, but the whole pig has special fat, so there's no need for it Boil the fat.

Mei Dakun didn't care about the big and small ones, anyway, it would be good to sell the whole head.

"The loose meat in the county town costs 22 renminbi a catty, and the worst meat costs [-] renminbi a catty. How about Yang Tongsheng's [-] renminbi if I buy the whole head?"

Both brothers thought the price was reasonable, and Mei Dakun also knew that the two of them were walking in the county town, so they didn't dare to shout about the price.

In the end, the whole pig weighed 180 catties, and Mei Dakun was going to get the abacus. Yang Ye was silent for a moment and said, "Three thousand and 420 Wen, which is more than three thousand and 420 Wen."

Mei Dakun didn't dare to be sloppy, and persistently used the abacus to make careful calculations. The two brothers of the Yang family each paid out half of the money and waited for others to calculate it.

The abacus clicked, and Mei Dakun was amazed: "Yang Tongsheng is so good at arithmetic, no wonder he can work in a big restaurant!"

Yang Ye paid the money with a smile, and the two brothers drove the pig home without drinking the tea prepared by Mei's family.

The village asked the butcher to kill pigs for money, so Yang Ye invited Xing Huai over. Not only could the family get together, but they also didn't need money.

The pig was killed by Yang Cheng, and Xing Huai and his wife also arrived when they drove the pig back.

Xu Qiuhe, Axi and Wu Yonglan were sitting together peeling garlic and talking.

"When I came here, Xing Huai and I told Xing Huai to take a short cut, and we took two steps less, so we came from the foot of the mountain over there, and entered Zaocun Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, we saw several people coming in and out of the drunk man's house in our village."

"After inquiring in the past, I heard that the drunk man died."

Ah Xi dropped the garlic in his hand in surprise, Wu Yonglan could listen to the gossip, saw Ah Xi's appearance, patted him on the back and laughed: "We, Ah Xi, are timid, we are afraid to say these things, go and throw two sticks of firewood on the stove." go inside."

"I-I'm not afraid." Axi refused to let his sister-in-law dismiss him, and said to Xu Qiuhe, "How did the drunk man die?"

"It looks like he was killed in a fight. There is blood in his brain, and there are marks all over his body. It will disappear when he falls asleep."

Ah Xi gasped, he was afraid that it was Yang Ye who beat him to death with a stick that day, but it had been such a long time, and thinking about it, it had nothing to do with them.

Wu Yonglan said: "The drunk deserves it. He beat his little brother to death, and he often chased the girls and brothers in the village when he was drunk. He ruined a girl in the village in the first half of the year. I said This is retribution."

Xu Qiuhe followed suit and said, "Yes, I watched the villagers who came in and out cursed, and no one said a good word."

Yang Ye heard the conversation of the three of them, and thought to himself that those hooligans really knew how to do things.

"But you guys are back, the water has risen several times!"

Everyone swept away the bad luck just now, and went to see the pigs they brought back one after another.

Xing Huai finished sharpening the knife: "Do it!"

That night, I made planed pork soup, fried pork liver, dipped meat, and pork blood soup, a table of delicious dishes and meat.

The aroma wafted far away, and the passing villagers were very envious. They don't remember when it became a common occurrence for the smell of meat to waft from the Yang family's kitchen.

There is a large pot of pig blood, and it can't be eaten after a long time. After removing the blood that made the soup that night, Wu Yonglan gave the rest to the neighbors. Everyone was very happy to get the blood. Suddenly exaggerated.

Wu Yonglan didn't give it to Aunt Liu, who was closest to her. The old lady at home learned that her daughter-in-law didn't get along with Wu Yonglan and didn't get pig blood, so she was so angry that she scolded Aunt Liu.

The three men get together to drink, and such good things as killing Chinese New Year pigs are rare. Before Wu Yonglan married, the conditions of her natal family were not bad. great thing.

Everyone is happy, no one wants to spoil the fun.

It was dark after a meal, and before leaving, Yang Ye and Yang Cheng each gave Xing Huai a large piece of meat.

Wu Yonglan loved the sliced ​​pork, and she didn't feel sorry for giving away a piece for nothing. After all, Xing Huai also gave Yang Ye game from time to time, and the couple enjoyed a lot.

Axi pulled her husband carefully, as if he was afraid of getting lost, he didn't take any of the meat, and waited to come back tomorrow.

He looked at the drunken Yang Cheng, and said to Wu Yonglan: "Sister-in-law, brother is so drunk, you have to close the door, be careful not to be caught by thieves."

"I know, you can go at ease."

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