The otherworldly family in space

The next day was New Year's Day, and Song Ci's family got up early in the morning.

Set off firecrackers, cook dumplings, and kowtow.

Before dawn, Song Ci carefully supported Lin Xiaohe and set off. There is still such a custom in Daping Village.In the first year of marriage, the newlyweds will go to the elder's house to kowtow, and the bride and husband will get ten to twenty cash for congratulations.

Money is not about how much.

The important thing is that this is a tradition passed down from generation to generation.

Even if Song Ci didn't want to go, he couldn't help it.

"Ergou, I haven't seen you for several years." As soon as they arrived at Song Mingrui's house, Song Mingrui's mother warmly greeted them.

Song Ci apologized, a few years ago Song Ergou wore filial piety on his body, and it was taboo to kowtow and walk around during the New Year.

"Auntie, let me kowtow to uncle."

"Your uncle is smoking in the main room, Mingrui, you take the two dogs there." Song Mingruiniang said, in fact, her father-in-law waited for someone to kowtow in the main room every year because of his seniority.

"Ergou, siblings, come with me." When Song Ci came, Song Mingrui was about to take his son out to kowtow at the homes of elders who were older than him.

When Song Ci saw Song Mingrui's grandfather, he knelt down on one knee. After all, he knelt down to the old man.

At this time, he was really looking forward to it. His tiger cubs would be born quickly and grow up quickly. In the future, his son would do the job of kowtowing to the elders every year for New Year's greetings.

It's fine if he can't be smashed to death.

As for Lin Xiaohe, he only had to go through this one time in his life, and this time he was just a companion.

He looks like he has a big belly, it would be great if he can appear, who dares to knock him down, isn't he afraid that the child will get it out.

So Song Ci kowtowed, and Lin Xiaohe was responsible for collecting the money.

"Xiaohe, hurry up and take it. Every married couple has it for the first year. It's not just for you, but it won't be given to you when you come next year." Song Mingrui's mother stuffed Lin Xiaohe with copper coins, and Song Mingrui's husband was there. Side to help plug.

"Auntie, we don't want it, you take it back quickly."

They all knew that Lin Xiaohe's words were not sincere, and the two of them began to push and give way again. After two rounds, Lin Xiaohe finally accepted the fifteen cents Ming Ruiniang gave.Song Ci felt that he had become numb to seeing these things recently. Why are there so many gifts? Why can't one party give it happily and the other party accept it happily.

Mrs. Song Ci and Mrs. Song Tongsheng alternately went to these elders' homes to pay New Year's greetings and kowtow. During this period, they met several times, and separated in a hurry after a few words.

"Are you tired?" Song Ci asked with concern when he saw that Lin Xiaohe's face was sweating in the cold weather.

Lin Xiaohe shook his head, "I'm fine, let's go to a few more."

"Go slowly, don't worry, the village is so big, we can always finish walking in the morning." Song Ci wiped Lin Xiaohe's sweat and continued to support him.

"Ah."

When all the transfers were over, Song Ci took Lin Xiaohe home to help Mrs. Song prepare lunch. The meal at noon on the first day of the new year was the most sumptuous meal of the year.

Song Cijia prepared chicken, duck, fish ribs, fungus, white fungus, cauliflower and so on.

"Ergou, go and call Zhang Tian and Zhu Wen over, let's have a New Year's dinner together."

Mrs. Song said to Song Ergou, Zhang Tian and Zhu Wen are both working for their family now, and one of them has signed a long-term job. They are two big men living together, and there is no one in the house. It's a pity. .

"Mother, that's exactly what I mean. The two of us want to go together. I was wondering if we should call Zheng Fang over for a meal."

He and Zheng Fang are already good friends, Song Ci will still care about him a little bit.

"Then hurry up and call. You child is really clueless. If you want to treat Zheng Fang to dinner, you should go to your lover earlier. Zheng Fang's house is far away from our house. If you continue to dawdle like this, he may have dinner." Mrs. Song said fiercely.

In the heart of Mrs. Song, Zheng Fang is a good boy who couldn't be better, and she likes Song Ergou to associate with such people.

"Mother, you are really not merciless. I have walked a lot today, and my feet are still hurting." Especially the new shoes made by Lin Xiaohe rubbed his feet, so he couldn't even walk well. .

It's just that his wife made it for him with a big belly and looked at him with bright eyes. He is really embarrassed not to wear it today, and no matter how painful his feet are, soaking in Lingquan water at night will be fine.

"You are a lazy donkey who grinds so much." Mrs. Song muttered Song Ci, and said nothing more.

Seeing him always arguing with his mother-in-law, Lin Xiaohe grinned and didn't interrupt, and carefully peeled the peanut beans. After a while, his mother wanted to eat fried peanuts sprinkled with sugar.

Today's lunch was made by Mrs. Song by herself, and he was on the sidelines.

"Zheng Fang, my mother asked me to call you to my house for dinner." When Song Ci arrived at Zheng Fang's house, Zheng Fang was steaming rabbit meat.

In such a big family, he was the only one, so it was really deserted.

"Don't worry, Ergou, I've already prepared the meals, just eat at home." Zheng Fang had two good friends in the village, and Song Ergou was not the first to invite him. It's just that Zheng Fang is not used to going to other people's homes for dinner on New Year's Day.

He didn't want to join in the fun on other people's family reunion days.

Song Ci saw that he only had a plate of rabbit meat, a bowl of fried cabbage, and a bowl of white rice. He planned to pass this year, but decided to invite Zheng Fang to his home, "Dinner Save it for dinner when you're done, if you don't let me go there today, my old lady will blame me to death."

"You tell the aunt that I have already started eating, and she won't talk about you."

"Why are you shy? Not only have you been invited, but Zhang Tianzhu Wen has also gone. You are really not missing. This Chinese New Year dinner is only lively when everyone is together."

Those two people were much easier to invite than Zheng Fang. When he asked them to have dinner at home, Zhang Tian pretended to decline before agreeing, but Zhu Wenna was not polite at all, yelling for him to bring something good.

Zheng Fang was helpless, and followed Song to resign from the Song family.

Because the ones who came were all big men, and they were still three old bachelors.Mrs. Song and Lin Xiaohe will not be able to serve the table anymore. Before each dish is served, Song Ci has to pick up a lot of dishes for them, which makes my wife and Lin Xiaohe laugh.

"You child, with so much food left, even Xiaohe and I can't finish it."

"Then let's eat slowly." Song Ci said.

Braised fish, stewed pork ribs, roasted duck, fried pig with fungus, and peanut and bean meat. Seven or eight dishes were served in a blink of an eye, and only the final chicken soup was left. The value is still quite high.Dr. Wang came to the Song family to mess around, so Song Ci was willing to give him one.

Song Ci took two large bowls, scooped out more than half of the chicken soup and gave it to Mrs. Song and Lin Xiaohe, "Mother, Xiaohe, this is for your body, you two should drink more."

Then Song Ci even brought out the pot and the chicken.

In order to wait for Song Ergou, the three of Zheng Fang didn't start the car yet, but when they smelled the fragrant chicken soup, they could not help but move their index fingers.

"You're welcome, you can eat whatever you want."

After Song Ci's words fell, Zhu Wen stood up and shared the chicken soup with everyone. I don't know if I thought it was his treat.

"Ergou treats guests, we are all welcome." Zhu Wen couldn't help saying.

When everyone drank the first sip of soup, they all showed satisfied expressions on their faces.The chicken soup is absolutely amazing. After drinking it in one sip, the whole body will feel warm. It makes people feel as if they are in a hot spring. The warm spring water takes care of every pore of the body. Everyone felt that they wanted to fall asleep like that at this moment.

"Ergou, I really have you." Zhu Wen said with admiration. He even came up with such a way to make money when he went home to take care of his mother and daughter-in-law. Zhu Wen felt that he really admired Song Ergou more and more.

It is always right to follow him.

When Zheng Fang drank the first sip, he knew that Song Ergou's chicken was really good. It was only Mrs. Song's handiwork. up.

If there are these chickens, it can save Uncle Geng's restaurant.

Zheng Fang glanced at Song Ergou thoughtfully, considering that it was Chinese New Year, he thought about waiting two days before discussing business with Song Ci.

"How can you not drink during the Chinese New Year? It's a boring year without wine. Come too, Zheng Fang." Zhu Wen took out a wine jar and poured wine for everyone. This was the sorghum wine he brought back from the winery next door to the shop. Specially drink with friends during Chinese New Year gatherings.

"Brother Wen, Brother Tian, ​​let's all drink less, don't get drunk." Song Ci said.

"Ergou, we are happy, so let us drink." Zhang Tian and Zhu Wen said.

Song Ci and Zheng Fang had no choice but to drink a few more drinks. After a while, two drunks appeared on the dining table, undoubtedly Zhang Tian and Zhu Wen.

Zheng Fang's family can't get drunk, but Song Ci doesn't dare to get drunk.

"Ergou, son of heaven, my heart is bitter. Since my father and mother have no ability to protect me, why did they give birth to me, a little one? I don't care about it. One reported it to God early, and the other didn't care about it." Just watch me suffer." Zhu Wen cried with tears and snot all over his face.

There is still some resentment in my heart for what happened to me.

"Wenzi, what are you doing? It's my brother who suffers more than you. Even if your brothers don't like you, they will give you a full meal and raise you up. Unlike me, when I was young, I often couldn't eat enough. I can’t even eat a single meal of brown rice for ten and a half months, so in order not to starve to death, I can only rely on catching sparrows and mice to fill my stomach.” Zhang Tian burped.

"I still remember that the mouse meat is really fucking delicious, especially those newborn mice that have not yet grown hair. They are called tender. No matter how delicious it is, I don't want to eat it again in my life I am a person, not a cat, and I will not eat mice anymore." Zhang Tian's last words were all shouted out at the top of his voice.

"I am more miserable than you. They each occupy five or six acres of land in my family, and they left two acres of land for me. What can I do with two acres of land? Is it possible to marry a wife or hug a husband? Not starving to death."

"It's right that I'm suffering. My father let me go out of the house because of my younger brother. My mother died. Now I don't even have my father and my family."

Seeing these two people complaining to each other and comparing each other who is worse, Song Ci was helpless.

It was also the first time for Zheng Fang to drink with these two bad-tasting gangsters. Hearing what they said, he also felt sad and sympathetic.It's just that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and whoever is alive is not suffering.

Zheng Fang didn't even know who his relatives were, and he was suspected of being abandoned by his biological parents not long after he was born.

"Help me, send these two drunkards back." Song Ci said to Zheng Fang when he saw that the two were drunk.

"Ah."

Zheng Fang nodded, and started to act. He grabbed Zhu Wen's arm and carried it directly on his shoulders like a big bag. He looked at Zheng Fang who was walking away easily, and then looked at him who was still sleeping on his stomach on the table. Zhang Tian is as sweet as a dead pig.

Song Ci: ...