The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 382: Packing up for the New Year

God, why are all these girls going astray?

The bustle lasted all day and finally quieted down late at night.
On this day, Jingli rarely behaved like a lady and stayed upstairs without going down.

The next day, when Jingli got up and went downstairs, Tantai Lin had already left with King Anyang and others.

"So early?" Jing Li was very surprised.

Su said angrily: "It's still early, when is this?"

There is something going on in the military camp, and Tantai Lin needs to deal with it in a hurry.

Wang Anyang has just settled down in Chang'an, and this is his first New Year in Chang'an. Not to mention that he has to take care of the sacrifices for a bunch of filial sons and grandsons in the royal family, which is also very busy.

Therefore, as soon as Tantai Lin said he wanted to leave, King Anyang also left with him.

Mrs. Su wanted to get her daughter up and send her away, but Tantai Lin stopped her: "Aunt, please let her sleep a little longer. Anyway, she has nothing to do this winter!"

The women who sent Tantai Lin away all looked envious. What else could they say? They had already protected her before they even passed the door.

Today is already the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and every household in the village is busy.

Third Aunt Wang's biological mother finally reluctantly returned to her village with her daughter-in-law and grandson.

We just settled down last year, so we keep everything simple when it comes to ancestor worship.

This year is different. The old man cleaned up the main room early and restored the ancestral tablets of each family.

Now that the Ubao is built and everything is on track, the ancestors underground must know that their descendants are living an excellent life now.

While wiping the ancestral tablet, the old man murmured: "Ancestors of the Jing family, it must be your blessings in heaven that make our clan more prosperous now!"

"We don't have enough food to eat now, so the kids don't have to go hungry. The matchmakers who propose marriages to the kids are almost breaking the threshold of our family!"

As the old man spoke, tears came out.

"My ancestors, it's not peaceful outside now. When the world becomes peaceful, if I am still alive, I will take my children back to my hometown and renovate the tombs."

"Our current prince's grandson-in-law is a man of great ability, and our granddaughter is also capable. My old man will definitely live until the day he returns!"

Mrs. Ge outside muttered: "Isn't this the age of seventy or eighty? Why do I start to miss home day by day?"

Mrs. Fan also wiped away her tears: "Why don't you think about it? No matter how bad that place is, I have lived there for most of my life. I dream about my old house. I just don't know that this place is exposed to the wind and the sun." , and no one is looking after me, are all the beams broken and all the roof tiles falling off?"

"Perhaps by the time I can go back, my legs and feet will no longer be able to walk!"

Fan Goucheng, who was squatting aside to help peel the peanuts, said: "Nai, don't be sad. When I grow up, I will carry you back with me to see our old house."
"If the old house disappears, I will build another one for you!"

Mrs. Fan made her grandson laugh: "You brat, you're the only one with such a sweet mouth, why do you still want to cover me? No one is there anymore, what are you doing here?"

"Maybe it will be taken over by others, and our home is no longer our home!"

When they thought that the place where their ancestors had lived for generations might have been occupied by their neighbors or refugees, the old ladies were silent for a while.

The teenagers and children on the other side are not so sentimental. It is rare for them to live such a good year, and they don't remember their former hometown at all.

Zhu Chengcai was writing couplets with a bunch of children: "Write them better. Anyway, whoever writes the couplets will post it on their own door. It doesn't matter if it's ugly. Just be able to withstand the beatings from your parents!"

The child, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly lost his temper. This was posted on the door of his house. If he saw other people writing well, his parents would definitely be more talkative, so it shouldn't be disturbing to see.Wang Jindan twisted his body and said in a long voice: "Sir, just do it well and write two copies for me!"

Zhu Chengcai had goosebumps when he yelled at him, and hurriedly stepped aside. When he looked up, he saw Wang Tan'er opposite, looking at him with a pursed smile, and his face suddenly turned red.

Wang Tan'er's eyes met Zhu Chengcai's, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Jing Li, who was mixing the paste, hummed and said, "Who is the young man opposite looking at? Could it be that the girl is blushing with embarrassment."

Wang Tan'er's face turned even redder, and Fan Niuniu, who was watching the excitement, said in a sweet voice, "Sister Tan'er, your face is so red, are you sick?"

Tie Yu'er said like an adult: "Go, go, kids. Don't cause trouble here."

Jing Ye came over and called Jing Li: "Sister, Mom asked you to come over here!"

"I'm busy, what are you asking me to do?" Jing Li reluctantly went to Su's house. She has been a bit timid recently.

She doesn't have premarital phobia, but her mother probably does. Ever since she broke up with Tantai Lin, her mother has always disliked her.

"Mom, what did you ask me to do? I'm busy writing Spring Festival couplets with others!"

Mrs. Su, who was originally restless and restless, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Jing Li coming: "I've been busy all the time. I haven't had time to close the accounts. The Chinese New Year is in two days. I have to clear out the accounts. It's over. Send everyone the New Year stuff!"

"Year-end dividends!" Jing Li said for her.

"Yes, that's it!" Mrs. Su pushed the account book and abacus towards her daughter: "You do the math slowly, I'm going to help pickle the bacon!"

This winter I have been holding a wedding reception and killed several pigs. Previously, I was afraid of not having enough meat, so I didn’t dare to marinate the meat and stuff it with sausages. Now that I’m done, I can start preparing the New Year’s goods.

"What? You want me to do it for you?" Jing Li complained: "But I promised Xiaozhai and them that I would take them to play ice!"

Su Shi scolded her: "How old are you? When can't you play? If you insist on playing now, let me figure it out!"

"You can't delay my payment tomorrow!"

Fortunately, Haitang helped handle the accounting, and the accounts were very clear. If her mother had done the accounting herself, it goes without saying that even Jingli wouldn't be able to understand it even to death.

Xiaozhan came to the door: "Sister, you said you would take us to play ice!"

Jing Li pulled her hair: "Let's go for now. I'll take you to play ice games during the Chinese New Year!"

Mrs. Su came out wearing a headscarf and an apron: "You go and have fun, and let your sister do the math. When the money is settled, I will take you to the city to watch the lantern festival!"

The little picker left happily. Mrs. Su took the broom and told her daughter: "You are not allowed to run away until it is finished!"

When the fat aunt saw Mr. Su coming over, she smiled and said, "You go and work on your paper mill. There are so many people in the house, and no one can take care of them!"

Mrs. Su quickly started to help clean the doors and windows of the kitchen: "This new house has just been built. No matter what, I have to clean it up together!"

The kitchen was full of aroma, and the braised pot was bubbling. Fan Ershao threw two freshly roasted pig's trotters into it.

Tiedan'er stood at the door and yelled: "Second uncle, you have to get a few more, don't look back and say that children can't eat them!"

Fan Ershao laughed and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of enough this year!"

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, Jingjia Wubao held a year-end summary meeting, and people from the shantytown and Beishui Village attended.

(End of this chapter)