husband, he picked it up [farming]

When it came time to kill the pig, Fang Mu changed his clothes early and went to Fang Lin's house to help.

Butchering pigs is also a handicraft. Usually, the butcher is invited to divide the pork or pay for it, but the host also has to help.

Fang Sen's children and grandchildren also grew up as brothers Fang Lin, and Fang Shu's grandchildren were too young to help, so Fang Lin asked Fang Mu to help.

Chaoyan originally planned to come over, but it was too smelly to kill a pig, so Fang Mu didn't let him join in the fun.

Chaoyan doesn't care if it stinks or not, he just wants to go out with Fang Mu, but there is work to do at home, so he can only let go of this insistence.

Fang Lin's pig has been raised for more than a year, and it is fat and strong. It took the three of them a little effort to drive it from the pigpen to Fang Lin's house, and they managed to get it dirty and smelly. The pig simply took a shower, and the butcher raised the knife and let the blood out. The pig's blood flowed out was stored in a wooden basin, and it could be cooked and eaten later.

After the pig dies, it is scalded with water to remove the hair. This process took about half an hour to complete. Afterwards, the butcher had to come to disembowel and disembowel. There was still the twenty catties that Fang Mu asked for, and Fang Lin sold all the rest.

If the slaughtered pigs are going to be sold during the Chinese New Year, the news must be released in advance, so Fang Lin's family guards many people who have ordered pork with him.

When the butcher separated the pork, the villagers rushed forward, clamoring for which piece they wanted.

Fang Mu just wants to sell so much pork so that Fang Lin can have a good year this year.

Fang Mu had been busy at Fang Lin's house until the afternoon before he was free to deliver the New Year's gift to Xiong Zhongshi.

He still had to go home to get something before heading straight from home.

Fang Lin prepared his share and handed it over to him.

Fang Mu went home with more than 20 catties of pork.

When he got home, he greeted Chaoyan, and took his share and went out.

Like Fang Lin, he each prepared two catties of pork, and Fang Mu gave a duck, Fang Lin gave a chicken, and put on some pastries made by Chaoyan and Fang Zhao the day before yesterday. This New Year gift is not to be missed. , but not thin anymore.

Fang Mu swaggered from Xishui Village to Dongshui Village with his things in both hands. Anyone who knew him asked him a question, and Fang Mu responded with a good voice.

The last time he disagreed with Xiong Zhongshi, he said he would not enter Xiong's house, so he planned to go to Xiong's house and call her at the door, but happened to run into Xiong Yingtian who came back from outside.

Xiong Yingtian was wearing an indigo jacket, one part was still wet, but he didn't care at all, with a smile on his face, obviously having a good time outside.

Just in time to meet him, Fang Mu rushed to stop him before he entered the house: "Xiaotian."

Xiong Yingtian heard his voice and looked over happily: "Second brother."

He turned around and walked towards him.

Fang Mu also took two steps to join him, and asked, "Where did you go?"

Xiong Yingtian said: "I played a few snowball fights with my friends."

After all, he is still young, only fifteen after the new year, although he is old enough to get married, in Fang Mu's eyes, he is just a child with no hair on his head, and it is his nature to love to play, so he handed over the things he was carrying to Xiong Yingtian , Said: "This is a New Year's gift from my elder brother and I to my mother."

Xiong Yingtian picked it up and asked, "It's all at the door, let's go in and have a seat."

"No, I have something to go back first, so you can tell mother."

"Ok."

Fang Mu said again: "Come and play when you have time, let's go."

"Be careful on the road." Xiong Yingtian unconsciously followed his back and took two steps.

He waited for Fang Mu to go far before he turned and went home.

Xiong Zhongshi was at home, and his father, Xiong Daying, was also there. Because the day after tomorrow would be New Year's Eve, he would not have to work during this period, so his father could stay at home.

Xiong Yingtian also knew that his father was at odds with the two elder brothers, so he didn't force Fang Mu if he couldn't come in.

To be honest, if it was him, he would not wait to see his stepfather.

Seeing that Xiong Yingtian brought so many things in, Xiong Daying put down the tobacco in his mouth and asked, "Who brought it?"

"Second brother." Facing Xiong Daying, Xiong Yingtian's momentum was slightly weaker.

Xiong Daying heard that it was Fang Mu, and was about to say a few words, when Xiong Zhongshi, who heard Fang Mu's name in the kitchen, hurried out, leaned on the door frame and asked, "Your second brother is here?"

She still has the dream of motherly kindness and filial piety in her heart. She was invited to Fang Mu and Chaoyan's wedding last time, which made her have this thought in her heart, but she was warned by Fang Mu after all, and she didn't want to really lose this son, so she didn't. Then do something special.

Xiong Yingtian first put the chickens and ducks in the yard, and carried the pork and other things into the kitchen: "I'm going back."

The joy on Xiong Zhong's face dimmed again.

Seeing his mother like this, Xiong Yingtian could only sigh helplessly.

It's just that it's not up to him, a junior, to intervene in the affairs of the elders, and as a son, he is not qualified to speak to his mother, so he can only swallow.

..............

Fang Mu went straight home after returning from Dongshui Village.

Today's weather is good, with sun and no snow, it is warmer than the day before yesterday and yesterday. He hopes that there will be no snow on New Year's Eve, and it is best that the weather is the same as today.

But when he came back from the outside, his ears were still red from the cold, and he had to suffer because he didn't put on his hat when he went out.

At the door of the house, Fang Mu stomped the dust under his feet before entering the house.

Seeing him coming back, Chao Yan asked, "Did you see Mother?"

He was sitting at the square table peeling shallots for stuffing.

Fang Mu divided the [-] catties of pork from Fang Lin's family and gave Xiong Zhong's [-] catties, and there was still [-] catties. Except for stuffing, most of the chaoyan was going to be used for stewing.

Tomorrow they have to prepare the dishes for New Year's Eve.

Stewed meat, fried tofu, and meatballs, etc., all have to be prepared in advance.

Fang Mu's body stinks, and Ang Ang doesn't play with him. In the past, he would hang around his feet when he came back. This time, he just raised his head and sniffed, and then lay down again.

Very disgusting.

He also knew about the situation, so he didn't go to Chao Yan's side, and the first thing he did when he entered the room was to change his clothes.

This suit was specially worn by him to help butcher pigs. It was a little thinner than the winter coat, so he wore two extra summer coats inside. Fortunately, he was strong and strong enough to withstand the cold.

While changing clothes in the room, he replied: "No, I happened to meet Xiaotian and asked him to take it back."

Chaoyan asked him: "Should I invite my mother over for dinner during the Chinese New Year?"

"No, she married into Xiong's family, and if Xiaotian respects her, we can just give her a gift." The weather was cold, Fang Mu took the time to change his clothes so as not to freeze.

After changing, I took out the smelly clothes and soaked them in buckets of water to remove the smell before washing them.

I'm afraid I'll have to wash my clothes a few more times today.

After finishing these, Fang Mu sat down and helped peel the onions.

There is already half a bowl in the big bowl, but it is used more for chopping stuffing, and it is also used for cooking, so it needs to be peeled a little more.

The snow-white onion fell into the bowl with fragrance, the two of them peeled it silently for a while, Chaoyan saw that it was almost done, and said, "I'll chop stuffing, you cook."

Fang Mu naturally obeyed his assignment.

Tonight's dish is lean pork liver soup, which was given by Fang Lin as an extra. It has a large portion and is a meat dish. Fang Mu planned to cook one soup and it would be enough.

So the two of them went about their own business, washing the rice and putting it in the pot, and washing and slicing the pork for cooking on the other side before cutting the pork and mincing the stuffing.

...............

The days just turned to the last day of this year.

Maybe Fang Mu's prayer was heard by God, and today is indeed a good weather.

The warm sun hangs high in winter, finally dispelling the cold caused by ice and snow.

This is the first year they spent together, and there will be a second, third, and every year in the future. In the past, Fang Mu was busy on his own. I have to say that it feels really good to have Fu Lang to spend the New Year with him alone. no the same.

No matter what you do, someone will help you.

Especially this person is the person next to the pillow, who can not only talk and laugh, but also hug.

Xishui Village has the custom of worshiping heaven and earth and ancestors on New Year's Eve, so at noon, Xishui Village will start to sound firecrackers one after another.

Badlands are not exempt.

The two couples got up early in the morning to boil water and kill chickens, very busy.

Chaoyan didn't understand the rules, but luckily she asked the question the night before, knowing what she was going to do today, she got up early to help, the two of them were orderly, and they didn't mess up the worship time.

After worshiping the heaven and the earth, they brought the small three animals and melons and fruits into the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.

Fang's ancestral hall was full of incense and smoke, and someone had come to worship before them.

Fang Mu brought his new husband to burn incense, kowtow to the ancestors, burn paper money, and set off firecrackers before returning with his things.

So far, the process has been completed, and there is only one acre of land left at home.

When they got home, they started preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. The two of them worked hard for an hour before a large table of dishes was ready.

Today is New Year's Eve, Fang Mu even bought wine specially, he wants to spend a good time with Yan Yan.

Chinese New Year is the biggest festival of the year, and the dinner table on this day is also the most sumptuous.

What I am reluctant to eat on weekdays is not only available but also enough.

Those who are willing to spend money not only have the common pork, duck, fish and chicken, but also some seafood or mountain delicacies as toppings.

It's just that Xishui Village doesn't rely on the sea, so seafood is hard to come by, but mountain delicacies are still possible.

There is a mushroom soup on Fang Mu's table today.

When the dishes were served, Fang Mu went to take out the wine he bought specially, put it in the jug, sat down, took out the wine glass, and began to pour the wine without any explanation: "This wine is the green plum wine that Xiaosong brought last time. You drank it, and I saw that you liked it and bought another jar. Today is Chinese New Year, drink some with me."

Chaoyan was still recalling when she had shown that she liked this wine. After thinking about it, it was the first time that Brother Mu went to the business after they met, and the time he drank to strengthen his courage and hugged Brother Mu.

Thinking of that time, he couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face.

Fang Mu brought the wine glass in front of him, caught a glimpse of him smiling, and asked, "Why are you smirking?"

"No, I just remembered that time when I drank and dared to hug you."

His frankness made Fang Mu laugh: "You can drink at ease tonight, I don't need you to take the initiative, I will do it myself."

Chaoyan was helpless: "It's Chinese New Year, can you be more serious?"

Fang Mu smiled and said nothing more.

In addition to the bowls and chopsticks of the two of them, there were three empty bowls on the table, which were prepared for the deceased. The purpose was to let the ancestors have a warm New Year's Eve dinner. This is a custom, and it is the same in every household.

Fang Mu also prepared wine for 'them'.

After doing this, Fang Mu put down the jug and picked up the wine glass.

Fang Mu looked at Chaoyan and said, "Happy New Year, Yanyan."

Chao Yan also picked up the wine glass: "Happy New Year, Brother Mu."

When the wine glasses collided together, they made a crisp sound, just like today's good day.