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Jiang Feng said to Wang Xinye, "Master Wang, my uncle is quite busy. The canteen director is also the chef. I guess the factory has a reception and needs him to cook. The fees have been settled. I will go back to the yard if there is nothing else. Please send the ladder as soon as possible."

"Okay, it seems that Master He's craftsmanship is also good. Don't worry about the ladder. I will make it when I get home. I will ask Xiao Ming to deliver it and install it the day after tomorrow. You can just stay at home."

"Yes." After saying that, they walked towards the courtyard and parted at an alley. Jiang Feng returned to the courtyard alone and greeted a few aunts after entering.

When He Daqing came back at night, Jiang Feng had already put all the bedding in place. He Yuzhu slept on the lower bunk, Jiang Feng slept on the upper bunk. He Yushui saw the new bed and was having fun on it. The two saw He Daqing coming back, "Dad." "Uncle." He Daqing said, "Go get the bowls and chopsticks, and get ready for dinner." Jiang Feng took the lunch box and put it on the table. He opened the lunch box and found white flour buns, braised pork, and fried cabbage with oil residue. He went to the kitchen, took out the two-grain flour buns and bowls and chopsticks from the pot, and then returned to get a bowl of corn porridge. Several people sat at the table and started to eat.

He Yuzhu's return time is irregular every day. The restaurant business basically ends at around 8 or 9 in the evening. If there are many customers, it will be even later. By then, they must have had dinner in the restaurant, so several people don't have to wait for him to eat.

At the weekend, Wang Xiaoming brought a specially made wooden ladder over and installed it in the house. Jiang Feng then returned to his previous life when he was studying, and had to climb up and down the ladder every day.

Time passed in a flash, and several hospital-wide meetings were held during this period. However, they were not like the trivial matters in movies and TV dramas. They were all notified by superiors and some policies were conveyed to the people in the hospital by several elders in the hospital. Jiang Feng also participated in several of them.

Of course, we also saw the famous scene of Jia Zhang's soul summoning. Of course, Yi Zhonghai did not dare to take sides blatantly at this time, because there was He Daqing above him. It was just a few uncles who mediated between the neighbors, and it did not rise to the level of holding a general meeting. As long as it did not involve the Jia family, Yi Zhonghai was still relatively fair and just.

In the blink of an eye, it is almost the end of the year, and every household has begun to prepare for the New Year. The grain output is neither good nor bad now. Basically, the smell of meat wafts through every household, and people in the yard are all smiling when they meet each other. At the end of the year, when the 30th day of the lunar month strikes, all factories will have holidays. The happiest people during the New Year are the children. The greedy ones will stand at the kitchen door and wait for the adults at home to feed them a bite or two. Those whose families are better off will buy a string of firecrackers, and when they come back they will slowly untie the fuses. From time to time, the sound of firecrackers can be heard in the yard.

Jiang Feng was playing with firecrackers with Yu Shui at the door. Yu Shui was little before and had never played with them by herself. It was always He Yu Zhu who took her with her. In the past two years, He Yu Zhu has also gone to work and there is no one to play with her. She didn't dare to set off firecrackers by herself. She held the incense stick tremblingly and tried to light it several times but failed. Jiang Feng stepped forward and grabbed Yu Shui's little hand. After lighting it, he covered her ears and ran away. The firecracker exploded with a "bang". Gradually, Yu Shui learned to play with it by herself.

During this period, Jiang Feng gradually became familiar with the people in the courtyard. He also knew that He Daqing would leave after the new year. At that time, the atmosphere in the courtyard would begin to change. The old lady in the backyard and Yi Zhonghai would also start to use their CPU to make trouble. One was to have a spare tire for retirement, and the other wanted to eat something good when she was old. It was not clear whether these two people were behind He Daqing's departure.

He Yuzhu now also accepts Jiang Feng as his cousin. He Yushui has been following Jiang Feng every day during this period. He is closer to Jiang Feng than to He Yuzhu, and calls him "Brother, brother" all the time.

On the day of New Year's Eve, the courtyard saw the plot of a TV drama. Third uncle Yan Fugui had moved out the table early, spread red paper, ground ink, and prepared to write couplets. Jiang Feng also saw a rare crowd of people in the front yard gathered around to watch and write a couplet. Some gave one thousand or two thousand yuan, and some grabbed a handful of melon seeds and peanuts. Third uncle's eyes were invisible with laughter. He Yuzhu and Jiang Feng took the five thousand yuan given by He Daqing and said to the third uncle with a smile: "Third uncle, this handwriting is really good. Only your big characters are beautiful in the courtyard." The third uncle smiled and said: "Xiao Feng is really good at talking. I dare not brag. I am the best writer in this courtyard. Every year, I write the couplets in the courtyard. People say that the handwriting reflects the person, and the words have their own style." Jiang Feng thought to himself: "What style, is it stingy and calculating?"

But he still flattered, "That's right, my uncle specially asked me and Brother Zhuzi to come here, and he wanted to trouble you to write two paintings for my family." After saying that, he put the five thousand yuan in his hand on the table, "This is the fee for writing."

The third uncle's eyes narrowed with joy, and he said, "Director He, don't worry, I will make two pieces for you." The third uncle spread out the red paper, put a dark yellow brass paperweight, and wrote: Welcome the New Year with everything you wish for, receive great fortune and rise step by step. Horizontal banner: Good things are coming, put the writing aside to dry, and then wrote: Spring returns to the earth and the world is warm, blessings descend on China and happiness comes to the door. Horizontal banner: Good fortune fills the house.

After writing, he put the two couplets together and blew on them. After the ink dried, he picked up the couplets and gave one to each person: "Happy New Year, I wish you a happy family, and I wish Director He a successful promotion."

He Yuzhu and Jiang Feng were holding two couplets. After hearing what the third uncle said, they hurriedly replied: "Thank you, third uncle. I wish you all your wishes come true." After that, the two of them took the couplets and walked home. After returning to the house, they saw He Daqing take out a bowl of rice paste from the kitchen: "Now that you have it back, find a brush and clean the door. The couplets will be stuck on." The two of them took the paste and brush and went to the door to stick the couplets.

At noon, a few people had a quick bite. They were not hungry. It was New Year's Eve, so they ate while cooking. Basically, they had the same meal as on New Year's Eve.

Gradually it was getting dark, and every household started calling their children back home. The whole yard was filled with the aroma of meat. Even the most poor families would get at least two taels of meat today, doing everything they could to have meat on the table. Families with better conditions usually prepared cabbage and meat dumplings as the staple food, while those with less financial resources would make dumplings with cabbage and all eat white flour.

He Daqing is the director of the factory canteen. There is no shortage of meat and fine grains. The dumplings were already wrapped at home in the afternoon. Now several people are steaming buns. In the winter in Beijing, the temperature is minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius. The buns will not go bad even if left alone. After the buns are steamed, the steamer is put on the stove to heat them up. The dishes at home are all prepared. There are two and a half chefs. Several people teach and learn, and Yu Shui runs to the kitchen from time to time to have a bite. Several people are happy to prepare the dishes. There are braised pork, sweet and sour fish, four-happiness meatballs, cabbage with vinegar, and stir-fried shredded potatoes on the table. This year's New Year's Day, He Daqing used his relationship with the canteen supplier to get a leg of lamb. He also made a mutton soup tonight. The staple food in the evening is white flour buns and dumplings, which is really a big deal in this era. With two regular chefs at home, the dishes they make are delicious.

At this time, the Jia family next door had already celebrated the New Year with Yi Zhonghai's family and the old lady. There were two meat dishes on the table, which were also the best dishes in the courtyard. Several people sat together happily. Jia Zhang looked at the dishes on the table, but smelled the aroma of dishes coming from the neighbor's house. She swallowed her saliva and said to Yi Zhonghai: "Master Dongxu, what kind of day is the neighbor celebrating? There are so many dishes, including meat, fish, and mutton soup. They must be taking advantage of the public in the cafeteria."

"Just live a good life. He is a great chef and the food he makes will definitely taste different." Yi Zhonghai answered evasively and glanced at Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu was still nice: "Mom, I'm celebrating the New Year at Master's house today. We also have meat and vegetables. How many families can have such a life these days? It's because of Master's influence. Otherwise, how could we have so many vegetables to eat during the New Year? There will also be meat dumplings later. How many families in the courtyard can compare with us?"

Yi Zhonghai was also pleased when he heard this. He thought that his vision was not bad. He raised his wine glass and said to the old lady, "Old lady, today is the New Year. I wish you a long life and a hundred years of happiness."

The deaf old lady smiled and said, "Zhonghai, thank you for your good words. I, an old woman, am grateful to you and Guilan." She picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

After hearing what Jia Dongxu said, Jia Zhang smiled and said a few words of blessing to the old lady and Yi Zhonghai's family, and they all started eating happily.

Xu Fugui's family in the courtyard also lived a good life, with chicken and meat, and they had a New Year's Eve dinner with their two daughters. Liu Haizhong's family was different. Although he was also a mid-level fitter and his salary was not low, his family also had two or three meat dishes during the New Year. However, only his wife and eldest son Liu Guangqi could sit at the table. He was the crown prince of the family and would inherit the throne in the future. The other two, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, sat on small stools with a few dumplings in their bowls, eating oil-dregs cabbage and shredded potatoes. They didn't know what to feel in their hearts, they just hoped that they would not be beaten during the New Year.

All the members of Yan Fugui's family were sitting at the table. There was only a dish of stir-fried pork belly and cabbage with meat on the table, and two or three vegetarian dishes. The little ones looked at Yan Fugui eagerly, waiting for the food to be divided. On New Year's Eve, the old Yan family still cared about their face and did not put the pickles on the table. After Yan Fugui finished dividing the food, the third aunt brought out a large bowl of dumplings. According to the principle of fairness, eight, six and four dumplings were distributed to Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang from big to small respectively. As for the youngest daughter, she got two dumplings in the third aunt's bowl and had to be fed by the third aunt.

In this way, there are only a few families in the courtyard who are relatively well off, but there are still a few poor families who cannot even get a meal of white flour dumplings to eat during the New Year. The vegetarian dumplings with cabbage filling are not made of white flour, but a mixed flour. It can only be said that everyone has their own joys and sorrows.

But in this joyous festival, everyone is enjoying the New Year's Eve dinner in a lively atmosphere, with high expectations for the new year and beautiful life in the coming year.