I will plant a field in the last days

The settlement was finally settled. The family was curious about the bright, warm and clean house. They also had a better understanding of Jingshu's financial resources. Living in such a clean house, it was not good to be too dirty, so Aunt Haoqing I went to ask Wei Chang to get a few pots of boiling water, and the family had to clean up.

Jingshu is also happy.

On the other hand, the second uncle said with a stern look: "Jingshu, we have settled in. When will we go to the villa to visit Jingzhao Niang? We haven't seen each other for a long time. I must be missing me."

Jing Shu laughed out loud, "I don't know if I miss you or not, but when my eldest uncle came over just now, grandma was very happy. She also said that she brought half a pig with her even though she came all the way, and she knew that grandpa I like to eat pig ears with wine, so I left some pig ears on purpose to show my filial piety. Second uncle, my grandma also values ​​you very much. I wonder what you brought to honor the old couple?"

The second uncle hesitated: "Then if my cigarette shop hadn't been closed before now, I would definitely have brought a few bottles of good wine."

"Tsk, tsk, then why don't you bring some good wine to celebrate the New Year before the end of the world? I only bring two and a half yuan for Shao Daozi every year, and I and Nai Nai have to give one thousand just for the New Year's money."

The second aunt buried her head. In the past, she always felt that her mother favored boys over girls, and she was treated unfairly at home, so over the years Li Zhu had not spoken to her about various things at home. But when the real apocalypse comes, the one who can be relied on will always be My natal family and my husband’s family are totally unreliable!

But the mistake had been made, she had successfully divorced her parents' family, and she would never be able to go back to the beginning, she knew.

The plan had been planned for a long time. This year, I would celebrate the New Year at my grandma’s house, and naturally I would not go to the villa, not even entering the door. Li Dazhu, who was trying to make up his mind, was completely dumbfounded.

Master Jing was busy over there, so he came with a smile on his face, carrying Spring Festival couplets written by himself, Chinese knots made by himself, door gods and other New Year things.

In the past, there were rules about which day to clean, which day to put up Spring Festival couplets, and which day to braise pork. But now we don't have to pay attention to it anymore. We do it all together, and Jing's house gradually becomes lively.

In the afternoon, Jing's mother and Jing's father came back from get off work, and Wu Youai came back with drooped eyes. She sighed and said, "I may have to take a break for a while. My mentor went home for the New Year."

That's a bit of a pity.

"It's time for you to take a rest."

After the third aunt was busy in the canteen, she put on the melon seeds, dried fruits and nougat and went to the villa kitchen to help. Everyone praised the nougat for how delicious it was. When I asked, I found out that Jingshu had made it in the past two days. The second uncle secretly wanted to take a few, but the second aunt warned him: "You can eat it, but if you dare to take away one, go back."

"Stingy." Li Dazhu struggled for a while. He didn't want to take it with him, but if he didn't take something with him, he would be drowned by my mother's spit.

"Anyway, when we eat here at night, there must be some food left over, right? I'll just bring it over." Li Zhu was still making up his mind.

Jingshu, Jingnai, and Sangu were busy with the New Year’s Eve dinner in the villa. Oh, the really busy ones were Jingnai and Sangu. Jingshu ate while cooking. By the time she finished cooking, half of the pot was eaten. was inserted into Jingshu's belly.

Jingshu almost drank up the glutinous rice and lotus root that had been cooked all afternoon. Jingshu didn't even stop if Sangu hadn't said that there wasn't enough for cooking and pouring the juice.

"Hiccup~"

Jingshu burped comfortably, which was really not easy. She had not known what it felt like to be full for a long time.

"Nai, there are so many people this year that one table can't fit, and there's no room for two tables. Let's just share the meals."

Jing Nai hesitated and said, "It's not good, right? How can we have separate meals during the Chinese New Year?"

You can't just say that or that.

Jing Shu coughed and her eyes lit up: "Nai, you don't know how exaggerated the second uncle is. He looks at everything and wants to take more and hide it back for his whole family to eat." Of course Jing Nai knows about the second uncle's affairs. .

"Okay, let's share the food. I'd like to see this beast dare to snatch the rice from other people's bowls."

There are indeed a lot of people here tonight, not only from Jing’s father’s side, but also from Jing’s mother’s side and her uncle’s family.

When everyone packed into grandma's house, which was more than 100 square meters, there was no room for two tables. Fortunately, the meals were divided in advance and packed into bucket lunch boxes. Jingshu carried the incubator on her back and took it several times. Everyone has a small bucket.

The keg was opened, and the aroma was fragrant. First, there was a lot of meat, including bacon, ribs, meatballs, chicken, mutton, etc., and then some fried vegetables with dry goods. The bottom layer was a ball of rice balls with sprinkles on top. With sesame seeds, although there is a little less fresh vegetables, for a group of families whose living standards are considered to be poor if they can only eat rice, this is definitely the highest level.

This is the busiest year that Jing Shu has experienced since her rebirth.

In the bedroom, the children were screaming excitedly. Outside the house, there were people on the sofa, chairs, balcony, and kitchen.

The Spring Festival Gala was also shown on TV, summarizing the meeting and encouraging the people.

No one can finish a bucket of rice. Lao Jing's family can eat a lot of food after drinking Lingquan. The aunt, second aunt, and uncle's family can rarely eat such a good meal, let alone waste it, so the bucket of rice after finishing the meal , all very clean.

Sangu poured everyone a rich rose milk tea with small balls made of pumpkin, sweet potato, etc. in it, which was particularly chewy.

This meal was so delicious that even my second uncle, who wanted to get more and grab more things, couldn't finish it. He even wanted to keep half of it, but he ate it all before he knew it. Clean.

"Everyone's bowls are marked. We will use this bowl these days, and we will use this bowl when we go back, until it wears out," the aunt said.

Jingshu, who was just worried about trouble: Is it so exaggerated?

It's impossible to exercise to digest food after eating. Now everyone is thinking about gaining weight, so the family members slumped on the sofa and tried not to move. But Dad Jing got up and consciously cleaned up the mess.

The second uncle thought about it for a long time before he said: "After the New Year, Li Yun will be almost 30. Time flies so fast."

"Yeah, really fast."

"I want to find Li Yun a job in the city. Temporary work is also fine."

Master Jing took out the cigarette stick and called it "dispersing the smell". At this moment, he nodded and said, "Go and get it."

Second uncle: "..."

The second uncle, who had been holding it in for a long time, said again: "We have prepared some food rations. I don't know who to ask for it. Dad, do you have any ideas?"

Master Jing shook his head: "No, we all found these children by ourselves, and we don't understand."

"Then you always give me a clue?"

Jingye nodded to Jingshu, "Granddaughter, please tell your second uncle and cousin the rules."

I can’t chat anymore because I have to go out and be busy again. I’ve been in a bad mood lately and everything I do isn’t going well. My father’s affairs are also not going well. I just wanted to ask everyone, how can I feel better?