The Rebirth of 88 Begins with a Carpenter

Chapter 17 Set a small goal first, ten thousand households
at the market.

There are so many people that there is no way to get through.

Anyway, don't expect to push the [-] bars, they can only be sent to the car stall at the entrance.

Then Wu Yuan, relying on his stature, protected Yang Luoyan, and squeezed in as needed.

By the way, I bought couplets, firecrackers, and paper money.

Yang Luoyan bought two carp, two catties of fried peanuts and melon seeds, and some nuts and honey stuffing.

Wu Yuan suddenly realized that his daughter-in-law was more thoughtful.

In the past, these meals were all prepared by the third sister.

Or he went to the east house to grab a handful, and then went to the west house to carry a bag, and passed without knowing it.

The couple bought what they needed and didn't stay long.

Going out of the market alone, the husband and wife both returned home.

When I got home, I realized that there were two baskets at the door.

Surprised by Yang Luoyan's surprise, she opened it and was a little touched at the time: "My mother sent melon and fruit honey stuffing."

Then he opened another one, "What is this dumpling?"

"Third sister sent it."

Wu Yuan recognized the floral cloth wrapped in baskets immediately.

Yang Luoyan flipped through it casually: "Mom left a note saying that if you don't want to cook New Year's Eve dinner, you can go back and eat it."

Wu Yuan glanced at it: "Mom's handwriting is really good."

"Of course, my mother was an educated youth back then, with a high school education."

"So, you and big brother and big sister are not the same mother?"

"Well. You don't dislike me, do you?"

Wu Yuan hugged his daughter-in-law, "What's the point, I have to thank our mother for making you so beautiful. Don't think too much, I will take you to the grave to burn paper later, so that parents can see their daughter-in-law, Be happy and happy."

Upon hearing this, Yang Luoyan's worries were swept away: "Then I'm going to go now."

While Yang Luoyan was preparing the tribute dishes, Wu Yuan swept the yard, pasted up the couplets, and disposed of the two big herrings.

One was sliced ​​into fish fillets, marinated with a little salt, and prepared to be boiled fish for dinner at night.

The other one was cut into sections, sprinkled with coarse salt, threaded with wire, and hung under the eaves of the corridor to make dried salted fish.

Soon, Yang Luoyan prepared the tribute dishes.

Usually the third sister prepared four dishes for Wu Yuan, but now the daughter-in-law directly made six dishes.

He even changed into plain clothes for this purpose.

After burning the paper and paying the tribute, Yang Luoyan's love for Wu Yuan grew stronger.

Thinking of all these years, Wu Yuan has always come here by himself, without father or mother.

She couldn't help feeling distressed.

So on the way back, Yang Luoyan announced loudly: "Let's not go to my mother's for New Year's Eve dinner tonight, I'll make it for you!"

Wu Yuan understood: "Then I will also show my skills and cook boiled fish for you."

The sun on New Year's Eve was quickly overwhelmed by clouds.

The power of Xuehouhan was completely released.

The cold wind swept across the courtyard, making the rhubarb shiver, and even burying your head in the shavings was of no avail.

Seeing this, Wu Yuan found some old furniture frames and boards from the pigsty, combined with a few red bricks, and built a simple dog shed.

After finishing these tasks, the pots in the kitchen were also vacated.

Wu Yuan washed his hands and cooked the boiled fish.

There is no technical content in making boiled fish, except that more oil is used.

Even Yang Luoyan, who came from a wealthy family, couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Wu Yuan pouring oil like water.

However, when the boiled fish was ready and placed on the table, the rich aroma immediately made her salivate.

"Wash your hands, I'll set off firecrackers, and we'll have dinner right away."

"Hey, I'm really hungry."

After the [-]-shot firecrackers were blown up, Wu Yuan returned to the table in the main room, and found that Yang Luoyan had specially poured two cups of wine.

Yang Luoyan raised his glass: "Master, it's Chinese New Year, what can I say?"

Wu Yuan picked up the wine cup and opened his mouth: "In the new year, first set a small goal and become a household with ten thousand yuan!"

The [-]-yuan rural households in [-] are still full of gold.

Yang Luoyan was shocked by her husband's ambition, but also immediately became proud: "Then I will work hard, give you a baby, and strive to have a family of three next year!"

"This is possible!"

Wu Yuan was very happy.

In two lifetimes, this was the first time a woman wanted to bear him a child from the bottom of her heart.

After getting along well in the previous life, there are also.

But it is difficult to determine whether it is aimed at him or the number on his card.

But after recovering, Wu Yuan felt that there was no need to be so anxious about the child.

As the name suggests, the daughter-in-law is young and beautiful, and she really looks like a wild goose.

Having a baby too early is somewhat distressing and reluctant.

After drinking three cups of small wine, Yang Luoyan put away the wine bottle.

Then start to concentrate on cooking.

Especially for the boiled fish that my husband pours in meat oil, I have a special liking for it.

Wu Yuan is naturally very happy that she likes to eat.

But while eating, Wu Yuan was a little worried.

It was obviously too hot to close my mouth, and I breathed out again and again, but I still couldn't stop.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will taste spicy after a while.

Not to mention deeper new interactions.

After a pot of boiled fish was dried up, Yang Luoyan fished it for a long time with some unsatisfied enthusiasm.

Wu Yuan couldn't help smiling: "You like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow, and there's still more than half of the fish fillet."

Although worried about this and that, as long as his wife likes it, Wu Yuan is still willing to give it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Luoyan shook her head instead: "This dish consumes a lot of oil, we have to save it. Besides, tomorrow's New Year's Day, we have to eat dumplings. I'll make them for you with whatever stuffing you want."

"I don't choose. Those with leeks and eggs, radish and tofu are fine."

After eating the New Year's Eve dinner, put the leftovers away, and don't put them in the refrigerator.

It's cold today, it's like a natural refrigerator.

After that, the two of them washed up briefly, and then got into the warm bed to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The Spring Festival Gala in [-] was quite interesting.

Whether it is a cross talk or a sketch, there is still a bit of laughter and scolding.

But Wu Yuan is still more concerned about the quality of the mattress.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers outside, one round after another was tested.

The bell struck zero, and the firecrackers outside gradually stopped.

The young couple poked their heads out from under the covers, and the TV program "Journey to the West" by Tang Seng, his master and his disciples happened to be broadcast on TV.

Yang Luoyan looked at it with great interest for a while.

As a result, after Journey to the West, the Spring Festival Gala ended directly with the melody of "We Are Friends".

Isn't it unforgettable tonight?

Anyway, Wu Yuan is quite unforgettable about this night, because Yang Luoyan has learned a lot.

"I'm all blaming you, like an animal. The person who caused it didn't even count on the Spring Festival Gala."

"Well, it was my fault. Then I make it up to you?"

"Ah? No more, I have to get up early tomorrow to make dumplings..."

New Year's Day, a new year.

When I woke up early in the morning, it was snowing heavily outside.

This is just great.

People who pay New Year's greetings will not come so early, and the young couple hid in the bed tenderly with peace of mind.

Yang Luoyan struggled several times to get up, but was pulled back by Wu Yuan.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that the sound of firecrackers started outside, and everyone else's family had their first meal of dumplings.

The two of them got up slowly.

It was too late to make the dumplings myself, so I put the dumplings sent by the third sister into the pot and made it the first meal of the new year.

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(End of this chapter)