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Xu Youyin noticed that Liu Jingdong was standing on the road and did not go back. He followed Liu Jingdong's gaze and looked into the distance. The figures of the four caravans were getting smaller and smaller as they walked away. Liu Jingdong was still standing here looking at nothing.

"It's nothing."

Liu Jingdong thought:

The men in the caravan had to go through this journey for several months, and the warm money in their arms was the hope of every family.

I chose the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month to go on the road under the stars and the moon, just to return to my hometown before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Before the smell of the new year fades away, kneel down to your parents. Then give the money to your daughter-in-law, so that she can buy whatever she needs when she has enough money, and hug the baby.

Presumably at that moment, all the hard work was worth it. These men may seem ordinary outside, but they are eagles in their own small families.

Therefore, he wanted to write a poem about this situation.

I had no choice but to watch it for a long time without being able to formulate a complete sentence, so I could only write down this scene silently.

Liu Jingdong was already in a low mood. When he returned to the shop and saw the scenes in front of him, he felt even more complicated.

Because several big shopkeepers had bought all the frozen dumplings in storage, a bunch of grandmothers in the village were mixing noodles, chopping stuffings, and making dumplings.

The panel was placed on the kang mat, and there were not that many tables. A group of old ladies like grandmothers could only sit there on their knees, while more than sixty rolling pins were rolling out dough at the same time.

The Xu family, the Meizhuang family, the Wang family and the Wan family each have a kind of dumpling filling, and each family provides its own flour. Every family will also pay thirty-five cents to the old women who make dumplings, not to mention the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, and they have to do it even on the New Year's Eve.

There is also a group of women nearby, led by a table full of aunties, making sticky bean buns.

Dapeng and Dafei were frying chestnuts and melon seeds outside.

It was hard for Liu Jingdong to imagine how busy the aunties and aunties in the village who made noodles and stuffed sausages would be.

I heard that it was ordered by the Zhenbei Army, and some of it must be produced before New Year's Eve.

I also heard that the aunts and aunts were so frightened that they washed their hair every two days for fear of losing their heads due to dirty food.

Liu Jingdong went up to the Kang and took two curtain dumplings to help send them out.

Outside, Xu Youliang and Xu Youcang were leading a group of people to chop up the freezer with hoes.

The ice cubes shattered, and Xu Youyin recorded what was in the cabinet, the quantity, and which ones should be taken into the house to be melted and kept for the merchants to eat.

Liu Jingdong remembers that at the beginning, the village used water and snow piles to make freezers. There were probably more than 70 large and small freezers piled in front of the shop.

Right now, the rat-proof freezers are being split open as they are sold, and only twelve are left.

Twelve freezers designated for storage are not enough to do business. You can imagine how much work it takes to prepare all the goods.

In the backyard, men were shouting about handsome men.

Liu Jingdong was very puzzled as to why Xu Youcang appeared here again in such a blink of an eye. Could he be found wherever there is heavy work? "Ma Xiaozhu, follow us up the mountain to chop wood. Move quickly. We have to fish today."

I don’t dare to carry firewood from the village anymore, otherwise there won’t be enough firewood for each house.

The shop consumes a lot of firewood every day, and the bathhouse alone consumes a lot of firewood.

The villagers had not dared to use the baskets of pine tree towers they had collected in the mountains earlier. They were intended to be sold to passing guests for heating.

Isn't that right? You can't just get on the sedan and pierce your ears. When you see Master Chai, you have to take a sickle to dig some tree branches in the snow, carry them back and put them in the kitchen to dry in the sun before use.

I don’t know why Wang Xiaozhu changed his surname to Ma and adopted his wife’s surname.

Hearing this, Ma Xiaozhu held half a large pancake in his mouth, tied the jelly grass wrapped around his ankles tightly, and ran out burping: "Come on, come on."

Liu Jingdong heard Fourth Grandpa shouting in an old-fashioned way: "Be safe, it's the coming year, don't provoke the blind bear, you have to be alive to eat it."

In the opinion of Fourth Uncle, if everyone had the ability to hunt, it would be great if they could all go into the mountains where there are still so many people dying of starvation.

But in fact, even the old hunters who have been doing this all year round have died and become disabled while hunting. So if you can live a little better life, don't provoke wild beasts, and live a good life, okay?

The men responded neatly: "I know."

The Fourth Uncle and the Seventh Uncle also have work on hand. They are polishing the wood thorns and planning to make four wooden frames to frame the four letters of thanks.

The two old men were very happy. This time it was different from the colorful flags flying outside. This time it was not that we took the initiative to rub rouge on our faces, but that the businessmen recognized us for our hard work over the past six months.

After the fourth uncle and the seventh uncle finished mounting the thank-you letters, they were still busy pulling ropes to hang rows of red lanterns.

When Liu Jingdong saw his father coming out of another room, he simply entered the room to take a sip of hot water, then waved his arms and shouted:

"Who's left? Come with me, let's go shave the ice first, otherwise we won't be able to catch fish until they come back carrying firewood."

His father put a tattered cotton hat on his head and took away a large number of strong laborers.

Liu Jingdong opened the door and entered the house, surprising his mother.

"Why didn't you go shave ice?"

"I..." Liu Jingdong wanted to take a closer look and record this unique first year.

"Okay, okay, get out of the way." Pepper had just finished fishing for the sauerkraut.

The water in the sauerkraut jar was getting cold, and her hands were freezing. She was carrying a large basin of sauerkraut to the Xu family.

"Mom, I'm coming."

The Xu family is busier than anyone else.

Xu Youyin was reporting to Mrs. Xu, Mom, the expensive fish is gone, unless we can catch it ourselves, but the possibility is very low. So let’s push the big carp out for sale.

Mrs. Xu was taking the women to remove and wash quilt covers in another underground kang room.

Guests have done it many times, and people come in groups one after another. No matter how unscrupulous it is, it needs to be washed in the new year. I don’t dare to wash it too much.

Because shopkeeper Zhang said before leaving that there was a caravan that had not left and would not leave until around the second day of the Lunar New Year, they recommended it to other caravans. Anyway, they would spend the New Year in foreign lands, and they would go to Erdaohe. But it's more hospitable there.

Contrary to this sentence, Laosi has money, but he does not need money to pack melon seeds for others, and he also packs chestnuts for others.

I was afraid of being criticized before, so I went out to meet him and reported in a low voice: Mom, I know those are for sale, but it’s not easy for the caravan to travel during the Chinese New Year. We stayed in an inn at the age of 30 and didn’t know what to eat, so we just made our own way. I suggest giving those teams some melon seeds that homesick people can eat.

Mrs. Xu said, do the right thing, young man, you must dare to make decisions on small things.

Therefore, Mrs. Xu was also afraid that guests would come again. Even if the sheets were spread on the hot kang to dry, there were not many helpers to help sew them, so she only dared to instruct the women to take apart half of the quilts.

At this time, I heard that the precious fish was also sold out. Hearing this, I replied: "Okay, I understand. I, you go clean up the stove ashes and put them in bags, and I will take your milk to make alkaline noodles at night."

Recently, the rice bowls have been blown away, and the bowls and bowls were used before they were dried. When I looked through them just now, I discovered that there wasn't even much alkaline noodles left.

Alas, Mrs. Xu will be making glutinous rice balls for a while, and Dashan’s wife is waiting to sell fifteen glutinous rice balls.

Taking off the quilt turned out to be something that allowed Mrs. Xu to take a breather while listening to various reports. Li'er crookedly said: "Sister, do you want to spread the word that Tian Xin'er sent so much wine because she was asking for help, so as not to prevent some old people in the village from making excuses and saying that they are just trying to swindle a capable person, so how can he give so much wine to outsiders for free? How expensive is the wine? I won’t give it to these elders in the village. I’m telling you, I’m afraid that if I dare not say it to my face, there will be someone behind my back.”

"Well, you are responsible for spreading the word. How much space does it take for people to transport stones from far away? We have to pull half of a cart for free, and shopkeeper Zhang has to ask someone to bridge the gap in the capital to perform surgical injections. This is all a favor. Bring wine.”

Liu Jingdong saw the busy scene in the room and took the initiative to help Xu Youyin pack the alkaline noodles.

Liu Jingdong didn't expect that even Xu Tianxin would be too busy today.

The Xu family had some bricks left over from building the kang and horse dung. They made some bricks with horse dung. They used these bricks and yellow mud to build three large public ovens and built them on the head of Lao Bai's house. I also built a simple small oven belonging to the Xu family.

In Xu Tianxin's opinion, the public oven is the kind of large oven used by modern Xinjiang people to bake naan.

Nowadays, the most powerful chefs are no longer grandmothers, but strong men like Father Hongzao.

Shopkeeper Zhang and the others just left. Each of them bought ten or eight grilled naan buns and hung them on skewers to take away. Immediately the ten-face bag of flour was gone, so Hongzao Dad and the others washed their hands and started making pancakes.

The money for baking pancakes is paid by the village committee, which provides flour and pays a penny for each pancake to the workers. Not only do the pancakes have to be made, but they also have to be packed with firewood.

And with the money earned by the village committee, they bought a lot of red lanterns, colorful flags, and iron pieces to clear the snow.

It is said that the next step is for Erdaohe Group to save money to build two large fishing boats.

Mrs. Xu once joked with Xu Tianxin that large-scale fishing was used when there was no war, and it was used for escaping during the war. When the time comes, you will see that others are like ants on a hot pot and don’t know where to escape, while our village has already set sail.

I don’t believe it. The Huns would tear down the house and float it back down the river when it was stable.

As for the Xu family's small oven that Xu Tianxin is using, it is like a fireplace, with a wooden stumbling block underneath and a stove on top. There are two layers of iron drawers in the middle of the stove. The fire is bigger and the lower layer is roasted. The fire is smaller and the upper layer is roasted. The chimney goes straight to the roof alone.

What Xu Tianxin wants to make is cookies, made with eggs, salt, powdered sugar, corn oil, flour and boiled frozen milk.

The weather here is too cold, and transportation is even more inconvenient. There are dairy farmers and goat milk sellers in the surrounding villages, but it is impossible to deliver them every day.

The Xu family would buy a month's supply of local milk, boil it, freeze it, and use it in the bathhouse to push milk or make food. After thawing it and boiling it, the taste is no different from fresh milk.

Isn't that right? Xu Tianxin had mixed the biscuit flour and stirred it with chopsticks until her arms hurt. At this time, she was boiling defrosted milk. The milk skin was floating on the small pot. She was so greedy that she scooped the milk skin with a spoon and ate it.

Work and eat at the same time.

Roll the oil paper into a bucket and cut a small hole.

When Xu Tianxin put the bear-shaped cookies, sword-shaped cookies, and heart-shaped, flower-shaped, and horse-shaped cookies into the oven, he started busy cooking canned peaches and canned bonuses.

The red fruit is actually more delicious than hawthorn and has a more fruity aroma.

Xu Tianxin planned to cook some cans and put them in several jars to give to Lu Yan, Suifeng Suihe and Jia Lai, plus a Bai Muyan.

Of course, I need to cook more and keep it for my family and Grandpa Guan’s family to eat during the New Year.

"Wow, sour and sweet." Xu Tianxin took another sip of the fruit juice and was full of praise for his craftsmanship.

Liu Jingdong originally wanted to chat with Tian Xin about his feelings, but saw this scene and was too embarrassed to interrupt.

Liu Jingdong stacked the bags of plant ash and went to the backyard to use the toilet. Big Bird and a group of boys and girls were splitting wood.

A group of half-sized girls were in the grass shed, taking the initiative to help the adults wash the buckets and troughs used to feed the mules and cattle. Their little hands were all red with cold.

The little girls were still chirping nursery rhymes:

"Clean the house on the 24th, make tofu on the 25th, cut the meat on the 26th, slaughter the rooster on the 27th, make dough on the 28th, steam the buns on the 29th, and stay up all night on New Year's Eve on the 30th!"

I don't know what scene stimulated Liu Jingdong, so he quickened his pace and went to the latrine.

No one in this life knew that Liu Jingdong was squatting in the hut wiping tears at this moment.

where? Clean the house and kill the rooster.

He also felt sorry for the merchants who were on their way.

Don’t you know that the grandparents and uncles in the village have been working hard for a long time.

Every family has no time to prepare New Year's goods and has to drive to deliver the New Year's goods for sale.

Aunt Bai of the Lao Bai family just said that she would put up couplets tomorrow, the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and would rather close the shop and not make any money than rest early and have a good New Year.

In fact, the Bai family's livelihood is not hard, they just sell goods to those who come to buy them.

There were too many uncles and aunts in their village, and they had stayed up late for a long time.

Even the two old sows that their village blackmailed from Wang Laoba kept telling them to kill the pigs so that everyone could have a good meal, but they never had time to kill the pigs.

So Liu Jingdong cried because he really wanted to recite a poem to record the scene in the entire village of Erdaohe, which was not even free for the New Year.

I want to turn it into words and tell others, tell my husband and classmates, that when others hear that they are from Erdaohe Village, they will look up to them. For that look, it shows how hard the whole village has worked.

But I really don't have the ability. My heart is obviously stirred up, but I still can't hold back a single word.

Liu Jingdong realized for the first time that the money his father paid for him to study was really wasted.

Liu Jingdong cried and blew his nose. After blowing it, he looked at the corn leaves in his hands and suddenly paused.

After wiping his butt, Ye Ye wiped his tears and blew his nose, so why did he stand up?

What does he use.

Suddenly an evil wind blew into the latrine.

Liu Jingdong watched helplessly as the cold wind blew and the corn leaves froze hard: "..."

"Is Uncle Zhai here, Uncle Zhai?"

Lao Zhaitou was sitting in front of the leaking pipe and laughed out loud. He finally saw that it was no longer leaking. He kept holding on and waited for the new pipe to arrive.

Then I went to the front yard with a bunch of corn leaves in my arms to find work.

If you want to ask why Lao Zhaitou even guards toilet paper, we are just going through life. We will give two to whoever uses them, and we can't give out more than one. I still need to save up to make sticky bean buns.

A man should be informal.

When Liu Jingdong came out of the hut, cheers came from the front yard.

Because the boss finally remembered the two pigs and announced that regardless of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month tomorrow, we would also kill pigs tomorrow.

Seeing Liu Jingdong appear, Mrs. Xu greeted her: "Come into the cave. My aunt won't be polite to you. Please come with my family and escort the goods to Zhao Zhenting tomorrow morning before dawn. You don't have to follow me to the military camp, Zhao Zhenting I'll hand it over. How about we kill the pig when you come back?"

Liu Jingdong smiled so hard that he rolled his eyes and responded loudly: "Okay!"