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It's the New Year, it's the New Year.

Gao Xiaoxing started preparing New Year's goods at the 27th, and pulled his sister to the town for a big purchase.

Lu Xueqi, Shangguan Xue, and the two women were responsible for cleaning the building in depth.

Wang Xue?

Um.

Because of someone's relationship, she is responsible for serving her at any time and not having to work.

More than a dozen fireworks, ten thousand whips hanging, two boxes of flashing thunder, and several bundles of two kicks.

Very traditional fireworks.

Not to mention not letting Lanhuan, at least no one takes it seriously in the villages near Kaoshantun.

There is a greenhouse, and the family does not lack the vegetables they eat. The main things they buy in the town are fireworks, Spring Festival couplets, Fu characters, and various seasonings.

After moving the bags back, Gao Xiaoxing asked someone to boil water without waiting for Gao Yue to breathe a sigh of relief.

As for herself.

Seeing the little girl skillfully grab two little hens from the chicken coop and cut their throats and bleed, for some reason, Wang Xue always felt a slight pain in her neck.

He poured boiling water on the chicken, and the little girl started to pluck her hair skillfully.

Soon, the two old hens were clean and could not even find a single stubble.

The belly is broken, cleaned, and decomposed, and it is so fast that it makes people feel distressed.

"Xiaoxing..."

"Believe me, you kill chickens every year, and your proficiency is definitely no worse than Xiaoxing."

After watching the whole process of killing the little girl, Lupia pulled Wang Xue back to the living room.

Soon, Gao Xiaoxing, who had processed the chicken, returned to the room and walked into the kitchen.

Twenty-seven clean and prepare the meat you need to kill in advance.

Twenty-eight, prepare the cold dishes that need time to make in advance.

Twenty-nine, this year is not thirty, twenty-nine is the Spring Festival.

Pig skin jelly and meat rolls only take one night and just right the next day.

On the Spring Festival, Gao Xiaoxing, who had been up early as usual, pulled his sister to prepare breakfast.

Lu Xueqi, Shangguan Xue, Wang Xue, and other than the tilapia that were still sleeping, all went downstairs to help.

Maybe it was the difficulty that happened before, maybe it was the tradition, and the breakfast during the Spring Festival was very simple.

Except for pork belly, green fish, cabbage, stewed vermicelli, there are no other dishes.

Living in the city, Wang Xue knew for the first time that the New Year in the countryside is so simple.

After breakfast, Gao Xiaoxing started to beat paste with flour and paste Spring Festival couplets.

Gao Yue kneaded noodles and prepared the dishes to eat for lunch.

Compared to breakfast, lunch is much more troublesome.

The Farewell My Concubine Pot with a little hen and turtle, a braised fish, fried pork with garlic sprouts, sweet and sour pork ribs, pork skin jelly, meat rolls, shredded tweed cucumber, pig trotters, nine-turn large intestine... more than a dozen dishes.

When everything was ready, Gao Xiaoxing took out two whips and flashing lightning and lit them in the yard.

As for worshiping ancestors and worshiping the God of Wealth, he has no such process.

I started before twelve o'clock and had a hearty lunch, and it was already 2 p.m.

The master and servant were wearing it like red envelopes, laughing and talking nonsense until four or five o'clock.

When it gets dark, lanterns hanging on the door, balcony, and all over the yard are opened.

In the past, candles were lit in lanterns, but now they are all replaced with light bulbs.

There is a saying in Kaoshantun that from the Spring Festival to the fifth day of the lunar month, the lights will not be turned off at night.

Of course, many people rarely do it like that because of various relationships.

Starting at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, knead the noodles and mix with dumpling fillings.

A group of people gathered around the coffee table to make dumplings and watch TV.

"Why is Crayon Shin-chan?" Wang Xue was stunned.

Gao Xiaoxing: "Sister Xueer, please watch it?"

"Forehead!"

In a word, Wang Xue was tactful and shut up.

When making dumplings, making dumplings, and the Spring Festival Gala, they are making dumplings. They educate people, who can watch it?

I was educated by my boss at work, and when I went home, I was educated by my parents. I finally had to celebrate the New Year and I had to receive the Spring Festival Gala to see that there was a ghost.

Why, you still have to be a grandson and receive education during the Chinese New Year?

The meat and fresh dumplings were wrapped, and the master and servant were lying on the sofa to watch Shin-chief crayons together.

Compared with the current Spring Festival Gala, Crayon Shin-chan is more relaxing.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

"No, the New Year's Eve dinner is getting earlier and earlier."

Hearing the sound of firecrackers, Gao Xiaoxing looked out and couldn't help but complain.

"When I first came, I started cooking dumplings around 11:30 in the New Year's Eve dinner, and I picked up the God of Wealth before midnight to have dinner.

The first family last year was around 10 o'clock, but this year, someone started firing at 9:30." Gao Yue glanced out the window and curled her lips.

"The Spring Festival Gala is getting less and less popular, and it is easy to get sleepy when you watch the night. It is normal for the elderly to eat early and go to bed early." As a veteran, Shangguan Xue said truthfully.

"Young people can still watch videos, but the elderly, the Spring Festival Gala is not good, and the eyes can't see clearly when watching videos, it's really..."

You said and said, and several people quickly analyzed the reasons for the New Year’s Eve dinner getting earlier and earlier.

Tilapia: "Learn to learn from me, start walking in cartoons."

"hehe!!!"

"The cartoon is not as good as the Spring Festival Gala in the eyes of those old men and women."

Hehehe, it was not until 11:30 that Gao Yue lazily walked into the kitchen to boil water.

Seeing this, Gao Xiaoxing, Wang Xue, Lu Xueqi, Shangguan Xue and others went out to place firecrackers.

When the water boils, the leads are lit one after another.

One person is strong and not afraid of being affected by the explosion. As soon as a firework is ignited, the next one will be ignited immediately.

Before Gaoyue dumplings were released, the firecrackers outside were discharged by several people in one breath.

"This whip is not good this year, it's still the sound of last year."

"Um.

The second kick is the same.

It was obviously thicker than last year, but the result was..." Shangguan Xue looked disgusted.

"Xiaoxing, you didn't get some monkeys?"

"without.

Children play things, no one here plays with us."

Several people returned to the living room with a chat and laughter. Even Lu Xueqi, who was usually cold, had a little more smile on her face.

"Wash your hands quickly, and the dumplings will be ready for the pot."

"Okay, come here."

The TV was transferred to the Spring Festival Gala, and the master and servant walked into the restaurant.

Washing hands, Gao Yue soon put a few plates of dumplings on the dining table.

Compared to lunch, there are only two cold dishes on the table for the New Year’s Eve dinner, and the staple food is ten dumplings per person.

When the tilapia opened the bottle of Fenjiu, everyone drank some symbolically and began to focus on eliminating the dumplings.

Perhaps it is local customs, but it is more likely that it is because it is afraid that it will not be able to sleep after eating. Anyway, compared to a lunch meal, the New Year’s Eve dinner is relatively simple.

After having the New Year's Eve dinner, Gao Xiaoxing took out a bundle of red packets and a stack of money from the storage magic tool as the corner of the tilapia twitched.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "There must be many people to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow. The new generation of kids have become dads, and red envelopes are indispensable."

"It's not that you have a good reputation. If you don't have you, at least half of our people will pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

With a silence, Gao Yue cooperated with her sister to start pretending to be red envelopes.
To be continued...