Tranquility

Tangning slept very uncomfortable that night, not only because he knew that he and his brother were not born by the same mother, but also because he always heard the sounds of men and women in the east room. Of course Tangning knew what it was, but The two brothers didn't respond. Tangning wondered if she was thinking too much, or the room was too quiet and she was hallucinating. She wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask. Besides, Niu Niu was still sleeping there, so her parents probably wouldn't... ?

The snow stopped outside, the sky was just right, and it was a rare good weather. Every household, rich and poor, began to buy some new year's goods one after another, and the village gradually became lively again.

The two elder brothers got up early to work, preparing to make more dumplings and steamed buns for freezing.Tangning was still nestling on the kang, thinking about things, thinking about how to make money the most, Tangning was scared by the few months of stuffing.Tang Ning was a southerner in her previous life, so she didn't eat noodles very much. The few times she ate Wowotou was in a restaurant, but the shape of the restaurant's Wowotou was exactly the same and pleasing to the eye, not to mention the well-prepared pickles. Just like that, Tang Ning stretched out two chopsticks indifferently.Now Tangning's favorite is the noodle soup. It's filling and warming. It would be even better if you add more oil.

It's a pity that Tang Ning is an art student, and she hasn't had much contact with culture classes since junior high school, so there is no need to think about explosives and glass.As a rich second generation who grew up in the city, raising pigs and ducks and inventing hybrid rice is far away from him.Tang Ning found that apart from painting, he was useless.But what he studied was oil painting, not to mention the aesthetics of the ancients, and it is not easy to mix light paint here. Now he can't even eat lard, let alone put oil in the paint.

Tangning turned over in confusion and scratched her head a few times. He would never do such an indecent gesture before. He is a well-educated and elegant rich second generation. However, the reality is that the murderer Pig knife, anyone who hasn't showered or washed their hair for two months can't maintain their demeanor.

Just as Tangning was cursing the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the Nine Halls of Yama, and the Tathagata Buddha for the millionth time, a warm cloth bag was stuffed into his arms. Tangning looked up. A few leaves are placed on a white cloth.In winter, only some leaves are evergreen in the mountains. Tangning must have gone up the mountain again. The second brother probably washed the leaves with hot water and filled the hot water bottle. The hot water is tight in winter, but the brothers still insist on washing the leaves for him. I don’t know if it’s true Because it was wrapped in cloth, Tangning's heart suddenly felt warm, and he called coquettishly, "Second Brother."

Hearing this soft child's voice, Tang Yun's heart softened into water. He tucked his younger brother's quilt corner: "I didn't sleep last night, go to sleep, brother is burning the kang, it will be warm in a while."

"Isn't there not enough firewood? I just need pig urine bubbles."

"I just went to the mountains to collect some useful firewood. The children will get sick if they worry too much. Be good and go to sleep."

Tangning nodded, and closed her eyes happily. The faint smell of pig urine bubbles in the cloth bag could not make him curse the gods and Buddhas in the sky. God is fair. What was not there in the previous life will be completed in this life.With an aboveboard identity and the love of two older brothers, what does it matter if he suffers a little bit?

Tangning was woken up by starvation, and the water in the pig urine bubble was cold, and he kicked him to the corner of the kang at some point. He looked at the sky, and it seemed that it was noon.Except for the people here who bring food to the field at noon when the farming is busy, they have two meals a day at other times and do not cook at noon.Adults can bear hunger, but children can't. Usually at noon, they will feed the children something to eat.Normally, the three brothers would share two buns. Tangning would be fed first, and the remaining two brothers would share.

Tangning was so hungry that she got up and walked to the kitchen.Although there are still many days before the Chinese New Year, the northerners prepare early, and buy them home before the price of the new year’s goods rises. Now there are many ingredients in the kitchen, such as dried steamed buns, dried noodles, Chinese cabbage, Corn, etc., and a few days ago, Zhang Ergouzi's family slaughtered a pig, and Tang Carpenter went to weigh a few catties of pork belly. Tangning thought, swallowing, the child's saliva is really a lot.

The kitchen is adjacent to the south side of the east house, and the chicken coop is on the south side of the kitchen. The chicken coop was empty, and no one had time to raise it before. Mrs. Tang said that she would buy a few chickens and go home to raise them in spring.Adjacent to the west side room is a wing room, which is directly opposite to the kitchen. It is now used as a utility room, where some Tang carpenter's tools and unfinished work are stored. To the south of the utility room is the firewood room, and to the east of the kitchen is a small vegetable field. , generally speaking, the Tang family's courtyard is still very large.

It was only a few steps from the east side room to the kitchen. Tangning arrived at the door of the kitchen without wrapping in a cotton coat. He heard the sound of pots and bowls colliding inside. Tangning walked over to the door and spotted a red corner of her clothes. It was Mrs. Tang. Tangning was a little hesitant, should he wait for her to come out before he enters.

Ordinarily, Mrs. Tang was very nice to the three brothers, she didn't put on a face, and she didn't skip meals or anything, but Tangning didn't want to get close to her from the bottom of her heart.Maybe he was indifferent by nature and didn't want to get close to others, maybe he didn't want to smell that rouge smell, anyway he couldn't tell.

Since Mrs. Tang married in, the kitchen has become her exclusive domain. Carpenter Tang didn't go into the kitchen very much before, and now he doesn't even stand by the door.The three brothers also tacitly tried not to rely on the kitchen as much as possible. At the beginning, Tang Mu would go in to help pick a dish, serve a meal or something.Later, Mrs. Tang refused to let her die, saying that she should do her job well when she is married, how can she let a man who is in the field serve meals, so the three brothers went into the kitchen when no one was there, boiled hot water, and looked for something to eat of.

Maybe Tangning was born with good hearing. He was hesitating when he suddenly heard a deliberately low voice: "Does it smell good?" Tangning raised her head to see that Mrs. Tang was holding a small black jar and scooped out a small piece of it with a wooden spoon. It was white, and it was being stuffed into Niuniu's mouth. Niuniu opened her mouth wide and smiled sweetly at Mrs. Tang. Mrs. Tang smiled quietly, "You are so beautiful."

Tangning didn't continue to watch the scene of the mother and daughter having fun, and she didn't even bother to look for food. She turned her head back to the house and lay down on the kang, feeling complicated and unspeakable.

He used to watch TV dramas where the stepmother secretly stuffed his own child with food. He was very disdainful, thinking that the screenwriter was too contrived, so he just ate it in one bite. As for what, could it be that what they ate was ginseng fruit?

Maybe the stepmother didn't eat for that bite, she just couldn't bear the same treatment for her own children and other people's children, and she insisted on making her children feel more comfortable than others, even if it was just for one bite.

Tangning didn't know what Niuniu was eating. It looked like ice cream, but it definitely wasn't.He curled his lips, even if it was really ginseng fruit, he would not give it a second thought.He, Tangning, has Tangning's pride. Even though he has gone through hundreds of years of historical roulette, even if the reality of poverty has worn away his arrogance, his soul has not changed, and his pride has not been lost, nor can he lose it.He can be without arrogance, but he cannot be without pride.

Tang Ning was lying on the kang, tossing and turning, his heart was racing. He wanted to run over, pointing at the mother and daughter, and said loudly, "What are you hiding? " Tangning hated herself for struggling for a long time because she was too petty.Is it just a matter of eating at one go? It hurts his self-esteem too much. He wants to tell his brothers and his father, but he can't. He can't beat the stepmother by saying it. Poor" mother and daughter.

Tangning had no choice but to swallow this breath.

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The Tang family began to marinate bacon, grind tofu, find someone to write couplets, and clean the house from the twelfth lunar month. They were so busy until the eve of the New Year's Eve.

The hanging money ① attached to the door frame swayed with the opening and closing of the door, like a child in a good mood swinging on a swing.

Mrs. Tang came and went and kept bringing food, and after a while, the small table was covered with all kinds of dishes.

There is a bowl of braised pork in the middle. This is the big head, the most eye-catching. The eyes of several people glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally from time to time, and the hot eyes almost steamed the meat.Then there is a pot of stewed cabbage, tofu and mushrooms, and then there are yellow steamed buns and a pot of dried steamed buns, with a large bowl of pickles next to it.Around the table are six steaming bowls of dumplings.

Tang Ning was wrapped up like a red firecracker. Mrs. Tang also combed him two small bags. Around her neck was a silver lock given by Mrs. Tang. With Tangning's white and tender, chubby little face, a pair of black and white big Eyes, blinking, eyelashes fluttering, exquisite and small upturned nose, rosy mouth, really a little fairy boy in the painting.No child in Zhangjia Village can match this beauty and delicacy, or in other words, he doesn't look like a child who should have been born in the countryside at all.

Tangning stroked the little knot on her head, the corner of her mouth twitched, this is a little girl's hairstyle, right?Since he washed his hair and took a shower, and since it was his first Chinese New Year celebration in ancient times, he didn't care about it.

After the dishes were served, the father and son happily sat down around the table. Carpenter Tang faced south, and Mu faced west. Tang Yun sat across from Tang Ning with his arms around him, waiting for Mrs. Tang to finish dressing up Niu Niu and sit with Carpenter Tang.

Niuniu has been sick for the past two days, and the child always cries when she is not feeling well. Today, she drank the medicine and slept all day, but she still can't think of it and throws a temper tantrum.Everyone is in a good mood today, and they don't want to argue with a little girl, and wait patiently for Mrs. Tang to coax Niuniu.Not long after, Niu Niu came out from her mother's arms, wearing the same red padded jacket as Tangning's, and wearing the same bun.

This year Mrs. Tang spent a lot of money to make a new set of clothes for the father and son, and gave them to the three boys in front of Carpenter Tang. Carpenter Tang, father and son all wore dark blue short jackets, and Tang Ning wore bright red ones.Carpenter Tang nodded with satisfaction after some filial piety from mother to son, and gave her a lot of money to buy two pieces of clothes for their mother and daughter.

The heat of the food curled up, and the whole main room was steamed with mist, and it was warm and harmonious. The whole family gathered around the table, full of six people, very warm.

Tang Carpenter's face was full of red. At this moment, he only felt that his life was complete. At thirty, he had a wife and son, a harmonious family, a virtuous wife, a capable older son, a smart second son, a well-behaved youngest son, and a lovely daughter.In the future, when the sons get married and start a business, the daughter finds a good man to marry off...

"That lock is mine."

A sharp and thin child's voice brought Carpenter Tang back to reality.Niu Niu kicked Aunt Tang's thigh, her chubby little finger pointed directly at the silver lock on Tangning's chest...

The author has something to say: Hanging money, also known as "door note" and "passing door money", is a kind of folk carved (cut) paper art.Because the pattern is clear and gorgeous, the pattern is delicate and exquisite, and because the patterns are mostly in the shape of ancient coins, the ancients called it "hanging money". [1] Hanging money, which is shaped like a small streamer, is a decorative traditional folk paper carving art.During the Spring Festival, people in northern towns and villages like to stick a row of colorful "hanging money" on their lintels as a decoration for the New Year to attract money.Hanging money is the most popular in the countryside. In addition to door eaves and eaves, it is also pasted on the God of Wealth Cave, warehouses, chicken coops, pig coops and well platforms.

Pig urine bubbles: As the name suggests, pig urine bubbles are as big as a leather ball. When we were young, we always used them as balls to kick. After treatment, they can be used as hot water bottles.

This article is very slow, not a brother article, and not all of them are farming. The author has always wanted to create a calm atmosphere, and the first few articles are still a bit impatient.