Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 484 New Year's Eve
When Qin Mugen heard the old lady calling him, he carried a sack into the main room with a big smile on his face.Then he put the sack at the feet of the old lady, and opened the sack to show the old lady.

"Oh, my three grandsons are capable enough to really pick up such old coal."

When Xiaomei Qin saw that the sack her father had opened was filled with things she didn't know, she wanted to reach out to play with it.

In time, Qin Mugen stretched out his hand to stop him, "You can't play with this, it's a trick."

Grandma Qin glanced at her daughter-in-law and saw that Mrs. Cheng also looked like she saw something good, so she praised her grandson with a smile on her face.

"My three grandsons are all good. I went out for a day today and picked up so many good things."

When the three brothers heard Grandma's praise, they all smiled and puffed out their small chests, looking like our best.

Cheng also felt sorry for her three sons, and told them to warm up quickly, "It's time to eat."

"Hey, we're all going to starve to death."

"It's okay to be hungry, throw away the last two words."

"Yes. Let's throw it away and never talk about it again." The three brothers replied in unison with smiles.

At the dinner table, the three children were still talking about what happened when they picked up coal.

Qin Dalang also said: "Father, I will take my two younger brothers to collect coal every day, and you will also build a stove for grandma's house, so that grandpa and grandma will not be cold."

"Well, dad will take you tomorrow."

Although the dinner was still the same as usual, with only batter and pickles, the family still ate with gusto.

The children and grandchildren are filial, and Grandpa Qin's cloudy old eyes are shining with crystals. He hates his old bones for not living up to his expectations and making the children suffer.

But the children didn't feel bitter, and the three brothers were still discussing the matter of continuing to pick coal tomorrow.

"We will collect firewood tomorrow morning and coal in the afternoon."

"Brother, why didn't we go to pick up coal in the morning?" Qin Erlang was afraid that others would discover this secret, so he picked up all the coal.

"Second brother, you are so stupid. No one said anything when we came back with firewood on our back at noon. If we came back with coal on our backs, someone will learn from us to collect coal."

"Brother is right."

"When we come back in the dark, no one will see it. Even if someone saw it, he wouldn't care if he was in the dark. Let's prevaricate and get over it."

"Hehe." Qin Mugen didn't expect that the eldest son, who knew how to work stupidly on weekdays, had quite a brain.

Qin Mugen didn't know yet, but after a few days, the three sons collected two sacks of coal, which was sold by his mother to a restaurant in the town, earning a lot of money.

Looking at the crackling copper coins, he felt itchy in his heart, and soon joined the ranks of picking coal with his sons.

No one knew that this winter, the Qin family got up early and worked late, and their small life was more prosperous than in previous years.

During the Chinese New Year, not only did I buy five catties of pork belly, but also five catties of white noodles.

The old lady said, "We have to make a meal this year, pork stuffed dumplings with pure white flour."

The five children of the Qin family were all happily jumping up and down on the ground.

"Grandma, you are so kind, I am six years old and have never eaten pork dumplings with pure white noodles."

After listening to the third brother, Qin Dalang felt even more emotional, "I'm already ten years old, and I haven't eaten it yet."

Qin Er picked up the little sister and said: "Speaking of which, our little sister is lucky. She can eat dumplings made of pure white noodles at the age of two."

"Well, good luck." Miss Qin nodded cheerfully.She still doesn't know what white noodle dumplings are in her memory, but if her brothers say yes, it's good.

This year is also Fu Xinci's last year at her mother's house, she doesn't care, it's just a different place to sleep.

But my grandfather and parents didn't think so, and this year's New Year's Eve dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous.

Mother Yang, Mrs. Zhang, and Mrs. Han all helped Fang.

Looking at the side dishes on the long chopping board, Mrs. Zhang was secretly speechless.

She grew up so big, it was the first time she saw so many delicious things.

Mother Yang didn't expect that the host's family could have so many fresh ingredients in this cold winter.

Thinking of the former Wei family, there may not be so many delicacies from mountains and seas.

Fang's heart didn't pay attention to the reaction of the two of them at all. Her current idea was to make delicious food, and make a lot of delicious food for her daughter.

For the menu of the Meng family’s New Year’s Eve dinner, two kang tables are still rich, so in the end they had to stack the plates on top of the plates.

Seeing that they were all her favorite dishes, Fu Xinci waited for Fang to pick up the chopsticks and take the first bite of the dish, and then picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.

Seeing that her daughter likes it, Fang kept adding vegetables to her daughter.

After a while, Fu Xinci saw that the bowl in her hand was full.

"Mother, don't pick it up, there are too many for me to finish." After Fu Xinci finished speaking, she picked up a chicken wing for Fang.

It was hard to eat the chicken wings, thinking that her mother would concentrate on dealing with the chicken wings, so she wouldn't stare at her anymore, Fu Xinci's eyes moved slightly, and she finally relaxed, she was a little overwhelmed.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Grandpa Meng sat in the east room with his children and grandchildren and Qi's father and son, chatting about family affairs.

Fang's led the people to prepare the stuffing for dumplings tomorrow morning in the kitchen.

Fu Xinci also moved a small bench and sat next to Fang to help pick vegetables.

Fang looked at her daughter's white and soft hands, and wanted to say that you are not needed here.

But thinking about how soon her daughter was going to get married, she didn't say anything, she just looked at her with soft eyes that dripped water.

It was late at night, and Fu Xinci wanted to watch the new year with her grandfather and parents, but she couldn't hold on after Haishi.

Fang felt sorry for her daughter, so she asked Chunyu and Lichun to help her go back to rest.

Fu Xinci still wanted to struggle, but her eyes were completely out of order, so she had no choice but to give up.

There don't seem to be many stars in the winter night, only a few sporadic dots on the dark blue sky.

After Chunyu and Lichun waited for their girls to wash and go to bed, they sat on the small couch in the main room and talked.

"Is it like this every year in our family during Chinese New Year?"

"almost."

"Our family is really nice." Li Chun was still younger, so she didn't have her mother's concerns.

"Better than your original home."

"En." Li Chun thought that although her mother was the most useful person around her wife, someone still secretly tripped her mother, and even brought her to suffer from being dumb several times.

It's different in Meng's family. The population of Meng's family is simple, and there are no such bad things.Her mother had already said that the Meng family was the cleanest family her mother had ever seen, and they were blessed.

Occasionally there would be the sound of firecrackers in the town. After hearing this, Chun Yu murmured softly, "This group of people is really real. It doesn't stop at any time."

"Sister Chunyu, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, so we must not stop."

"That's right, when it's midnight, the sound of firecrackers has to be like fried beans."

(End of this chapter)