The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

  Chapter 183 New Year's Eve~

  183 New Year's Eve

  Early in the morning, Zhao Zhitong, Zhao Ya, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu crawled out of the warm blankets, because today they can wear new clothes!

  After the new clothes were made, they had been hungry for a long time.

  Sun Mei has always refused to let them wear them, saying that these are New Year's clothes, and they can't be worn until the New Year. A few little radish heads, looking forward to this day, but looking forward to it for a long time.

  Last night before going to bed, under the shining eyes of the babies, Sun Mei took out everyone's new clothes and put them on the bedside. The excited babies almost didn't fall asleep.

   No, when it was just dawn outside, they all got up, put on new clothes and new shoes, and sat on the bed reluctant to get off.

  If Zhao Dong hadn't said that he would post couplets after dinner, Zhao Zhitong probably wouldn't be willing to step on his new shoes on the ground.

  During breakfast, Sun Mei deliberately served a large bowl of noodle soup and kept it cold. After cooling, it became a paste. In this era without tape, this can be used to paste couplets.

  Just after breakfast, the little ones couldn't wait any longer, and pulled Zhao Dong to post couplets.

   After everyone summed it up, they decided to start posting from the backyard.

  So, Zhao Dong came to the backyard in a hurry, carrying the cold paste, a stack of couplets under one arm, and a bunch of radish heads behind him.

  After arriving, Zhao Dong put the couplets on the stone table in the backyard, Zhao Zhitong and others followed, and together with Zhao Dong, they looked through the couplets.

  At this time, Zhao Cheng, Zhao Yu, and Zhao Ya could already know a lot of characters, and their arithmetic was getting better and better. At this moment, they were all staring at the couplet seriously.

  Zhao Ya held a four-character couplet, and shouted happily: "I can recognize these words, it's 'five grains and harvest'!"

  Zhao Zhitong held his small face with his small hands, his big eyes flickering, and said exaggeratedly: "Wow, sister Yaya is so awesome."

  Zhao Ya's face turned red all of a sudden.

  Zhao Dong brushed the paste on the door, and then pasted the door **** on it. Hearing what a few little guys said, he asked with a smile, "Then, take a look, where should this 'five grain harvest' be pasted?"

  The little guys couldn't help thinking when they heard the words, Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Daddy, put it in the warehouse!"

  Zhao Dong nodded and smiled: "Well, not bad."

   Then he shouted: "Quick, don't look at it, you guys come over and help me take a look, are the couplets on both sides about the same height?"

   A few kids ran over in a hurry.

   "A little higher, over, and a little lower..."

  Then, the little babies began to scream, high for a while, short for a while, and chirping happily.

  Under the command of Zhao Zhitong and others, the final couplets were still not aligned...

Looking at the couplets with one tall and one short, Zhao Dong felt that these children were really unreliable, so he picked out the four-character couplets and handed them to Zhao Zhitong: "Go and take your little brother and sister Yaya, Study how to post these couplets, and leave Zhao Chenglai to help me."

   "Wow!" Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up instantly, and he blinked and asked, "Daddy, did you ask us to post it?"

  Zhao Dong laughed: "If you are sure where to post it, if you can reach it, post it."

"Great!"

  Zhao Zhitong jumped up happily in an instant, as if he had received a major task, he solemnly took the couplet from Zhao Dong, took Zhao Ya and Zhao Yu, and lowered his head to study it.

  'Food Grains' have been confirmed, so the three little guys are going to post this first.

  Zhao Ya: "What kind of glue shall we use?"

  Zhao Zhitong: "Use daddy's paste, I'll go to mother and ask for another bowl!"

   After finishing speaking, he trotted to the front yard.

   "Sister, wait for us to go together!" Zhao Ya and Zhao Yu hurriedly chased after her.

  When the three little guys ran into the kitchen out of breath, Sun Mei was cooking radishes for making dumplings at night.

  Zhao Zhitong ran up directly, hugged Sun Mei and said, "Mother, mother, give us a bowl, and tie a brush for us."

  Sun Mei added a piece of firewood and asked, "What do you want this for?"

  The three little guys said in unison: "We are going to post couplets."

  Sun Mei laughed, wiped her hands, went to the bedroom, and walked out with an old cloth after a while.

  Wrap the rag around a wooden stick, tie it up, and then dip it in the paste and brush it on the door panel.

   Then he took a bowl out of the cupboard and handed it to the three of them: "Be careful."

  The three little ones nodded heavily, then trotted back to the backyard, divided a small half of the paste from Zhao Dong's paste bowl, and ran to the warehouse with the bowl in hand.

  Zhao Dong asked Carpenter Wang to build a few wooden circles, and stacked them up to store grain. At that time, there were two tall grain sheds in the warehouse.

  Zhao Zhitong: "Let's post it on Liangtun."

  Zhao Yu and Zhao Ya nodded.

  Then, the three little guys started to move, Zhao Ya was in charge of holding the paste bowl, Zhao Yu was in charge of brushing the paste on the granary, and Zhao Zhitong was in charge of pasting the couplets.

  After posting it, the three of them felt that they had achieved a lot and ran out happily.

   For those that need to be posted to high places, a few little guys will move the stool to post them. Anyway, there is no difficulty to stop them.

  For a while, the sound of playfulness and joy continued, and the yard was very lively for a while.

  After they pasted up all the couplets, it was almost noon, and Zhao Dong started to help Sun Mei chop meat.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The sound of knives hitting the chopping board rang out in the kitchen from time to time.

  Sun Mei squeezed out the water from the boiled radish, put the dried radish into a basin, and then mixed it with chopped pork, **** and scallion water, and various seasonings to make dumpling filling.

   Here for Chinese New Year, all the dumplings are made with radish and pork stuffing. After the dumpling stuffing is mixed, the aroma comes out before the dumplings start to be wrapped.

  Zhao Zhitong and Zhao Ya squatted aside and watched seriously.

  Zhao Zhitong: "Mother, I also want to make dumplings later."

  Zhao Ya raised her hand again and again: "I want it too."

  Zhao Yu and Zhao Cheng are not far behind.

  Sun Mei smiled: "Okay, then I will roll out the dough and you will make dumplings."

  Naturally, the little ones are not very good at wrapping, so after wrapping, there are all kinds of weird shapes, but the little guys are very happy, thinking that the bag must be delicious.

  With the sound of firecrackers, Sun Mei served out a few bowls of dumplings first, and began to worship the God of Wealth and the Stove Lord. Zhao Zhitong and others followed Sun Mei, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the God of Wealth several times.

  After the worship, each of the little guys got a bowl of delicious dumplings, and they held them together on the table and ate them happily.

   Zhao Dong thought of something, and suddenly said: "Aren't you going to the village ancestral hall to worship the ancestors tomorrow?"

  Sun Mei recalled, "It seems so."

  In my memory, every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, members of the Zhao family would go to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. However, it is the eldest son of each branch who can really enter the ancestral hall and worship the immortals as representatives.

  The Wang family of Zhao Zhai has always been dissatisfied with this. She wanted her third son, Zhao Chun, to worship as a representative of their branch.

   Now that the eldest brother is gone, it should be Zhao Dong who went to worship as a representative.

  (end of this chapter)