My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 214 Steamed dumplings and dumplings for the New Year

   "Why is Mai Sui'er back?"

   "Bring some meat to my mother, it's very early to post on the couplet, rich and noble."

   "Yeah, post it sooner, there's still steamed buns after the post."

On the morning of the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, when Chen Ling came out to post the Spring Festival couplets with paste, a young daughter-in-law came over in a bloated cotton-padded coat with a basket on her back.

This is Wang Maisui, the youngest daughter of Aunt Wang's family. She and Chen Ling were often in the same class when they went to school. Later, she married Taoshugou, not far from her mother's house. She was also very filial to her mother. going to come.

   "I heard that you were talking to Mai Sui'er just now. It seems that it is going to snow again. Why is she coming back?" Wang Susu came out with the Spring Festival couplets and glanced at Wang's second aunt's house.

   "Why don't you come back? You can't count on a good year and a good harvest, so let the second aunt steam the New Year's buns and paste couplets alone, okay?"

  Chen Ling said, looked up at the sky, it was after nine o'clock and still groggy, it was going to snow again.

   "That's true."

  Wang Susu nodded.

  The two sons of Aunt Wang's family are also like the two old guys from Wang Chunyuan and Chen Erzhu's family. They moved to the county early and lived in the county.

  Wang Susu thought about it, if her two brothers didn't care about their parents like this, she would definitely not be relieved, and she would go back to her parents' house in the wind and snow.

   But fortunately, the two brothers are very good, the two sisters-in-law are very good, and now the husband is also very good.

   Thinking of this, she already felt that she had a better life than most people.

   "What's the matter, do you miss home too?"

   "No, it's just that wheat ears are not easy."

  Wang Susu smiled, picked up a brush made of sorghum spikes, dipped it in the paste, and helped Chen Ling paste the Spring Festival couplets.

  After pasting the Spring Festival couplets, go to paste the characters of blessing, and then paste the New Year pictures.

   After a while, the yard, under the eaves, the walls, the kitchen, the barn, the sheepfold, the cowshed, etc., were all covered up. At a glance, it was very gratifying to look at the whole area.

   By noon, there was a little snow in the sky again.

   "Sister-in-law Dongmei posted a couplet..."

   Mai Sui'er's voice came from outside the hospital again, but there was no response.

   After two or three seconds, Wang Chunyuan's slightly embarrassed laughter sounded, "Mai Sui'er came back to see your mother, why can't it snow when it's snowing?"

At this time, Chen Ling and his wife were kneading their dough in the kitchen, and when they heard the voices outside, Wang Susu said to Chen Ling softly, "Dongmei has a grudge, and she had a fight with my second aunt, and now even Mai Suier is ignoring... "

  Chen Ling shook his head and sneered: "She doesn't even allow her sister to enter the house now, let alone Mai Sui'er."

   Having said that, he looked up at Wang Susu, and hooked her little nose with his white-faced hand: "Comrade Wang Susu, who did you learn it from? How come you are like a village woman now, and you also like to talk about it?"

   "Bah, I didn't." The little daughter-in-law glared at him with her nose wrinkled, and then tugged at his ears with her white-faced hands.

The young couple laughed and laughed, and Wang Susu rubbed her face and said, "It's not that I'm biting my tongue, it's that Director Dongmei has something to say. I'm afraid she also has bad thoughts about our family, so she used to peek at our family. "

   "Hey, don't worry, she doesn't dare now."

   The smile on Chen Ling's face is really confident.

A few days ago to build a farm, he found the city engineering team, and Liang Yuemin's Beijing-brand cars also come and go, not only in the village, but Wang Chunyuan and Qin Dongmei are also secretly shocked. Wang Chunyuan looks like a pug when he sees him now. of.

   That is, Chen Ling didn't care and didn't tell Wang Susu about it.

   In addition, even if there is no such thing.

  The dogs and cows at home don’t eat dry rice either.

   Especially the two dogs, who have been bullied by Qin Dongmei since childhood, and later got to know her family clearly.

   Even the chickens raised by Qin Dongmei were killed by them.

  Chen Ling used to be the same as everyone else in the past, thinking that it was the weasel who did it, especially after his own family was also attacked by the weasel.

   But later, when the two dogs grew up, even though they barked when they saw Qin Dongmei, they didn't act like they had seen the enemy, but more like walking through the motions and scare people.

   So Chen Ling was surprised.

  The tree he planted, he knew best about whether it was straight or not, and the dog he raised naturally also knew the temperament of the two dogs.

   That is vengeance, no matter if it is a wolf or a tiger, if you are in a hurry, you will rush to fight.

   Qin Dongmei has bullied them both since they were young, and it makes no sense not to hold grudges when they grow up.

   Until that time, Heiwa came back with a shotgun from Qin Dongmei's house, and Xiaojin came back with a jar of soil explosives, and he knew clearly about their waterways...

  Chen Ling realized now that these two guys in my family have already avenged their revenge.

   After all, day and night, there are always times when he is not paying attention, and his own dog doesn't know how many bad things he has done at Qin Dongmei's house.

   As for those chickens, the two weasels also took the blame.

   No wonder Wang Laishun had bought Qin Dongmei's two chickens, and they came to the house with shy brows.

  …

   "That's right, our dog is not a decoration."

   Hearing Chen Ling's comfort, Wang Susu felt relieved.

"Yeah. Finish lunch early, reconcile the noodles, steam two pots of steamed buns in the evening, and have another day of work tomorrow, let's steam the buns, and do the rest." Chen Ling reconciled the dough in his hand Afterwards, go to wash your hands and serve the pot to eat.

   On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, after posting the New Year's picture, I will send it to my face.

   On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, chop meat, steam cakes, and steam buns.

   After the twenty-fifth of the twelfth lunar month, time is like a frightened wild ass, rushing faster and faster every day.

   Busy here, busy there, and in the blink of an eye it will be New Year's Eve.

  So on the afternoon of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Chen Ling and his wife mixed the dough in two large porcelain pots. After steaming the two pots of steamed buns, they continued to mix the noodles.

   On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the two of them carried a thick and long rolling pin, each took one end, and pressed it back and forth on the chopping board, still steaming steamed buns with noodles.

   Steamed steamed buns at this time are called steamed nian buns.

  Nian steamed a lot.

   Generally steamed buns, small broken buns, flower rolls, various flower buns printed with birds, animals, insects and fish, ritual buns, etc.

   There are food for home and food for gods and Buddhas.

  On the day of steaming the buns, outsiders are generally not allowed to come. In case anyone enters the door unintentionally, they must add firewood or a pinch of salt to the kitchen, otherwise the "ghosts" will pinch the buns.

   In case the steamed buns go bad, you have to "send the ghosts" and then steam them.

   Doing this can eliminate disasters and evacuate, and turn bad luck into good luck.

Twenty-eight and twenty-nine, in the past two days, almost every house in the village is steaming New Year buns, and few people come to visit at home. Chen Ling and Wang Susu are busy from morning to night, steaming several pots in large pots, and finally All in a clean snakeskin bag.

   As for so many steamed buns, can you eat them all?

   That is absolutely nothing to worry about.

  According to the custom in the north, these steamed buns are eaten for the whole first month.

  Because there is no work in the first month, it is a leisure month, people not only eat but play, take a break from the exhaustion of a year of hard work, steam it early, and it will save trouble, and you can let go of rest and entertainment.

  …

   After steaming the New Year's buns, it is not too late to steam the rice cakes, and it will be the New Year's Eve.

  Chen Ling held the steamed white-flour buns freshly steamed yesterday in his mouth in the morning, and was chopping meat on the chopping board in the courtyard with two knives. This was the meat filling of dumplings.

Chop for a while, then stop for a while, eat two mouthfuls of steamed buns, fragrant and sweet white flour steamed buns, both loud and chewy, after Chen Ling finished eating, Wang Susu handed him another one, and then went to the side to scrape the shredded radish and cut it. sauerkraut.

   This year's New Year's Eve 30 packs of two kinds of dumplings, one with radish and pork, and one with sauerkraut and pork.

   The young couple mixed the dumpling stuffing and sat in the kitchen, talking and making dumplings.

   They didn't stop working for a moment, but the two of them didn't even feel tired.

   While making dumplings, I talked about some small prospects for the coming year, and unknowingly, I even made a small portion of the dumplings.

"This time next year, I'm afraid it's not long after confinement. If the baby is good, it's fine. If the baby is not good, if you get into trouble, you will be the one to make dumplings with steamed nianmo. "

  Wang Susu smiled and winked at him.

  Chen Ling smiled helplessly: "What's the matter, it's really not good, call my parents and the eldest brother and the second brother over, let's have a lively New Year's Eve together, that would be great."

"Hmph, you said it so well, you just want to be lazy." Wang Susu bent the corners of her mouth and snorted at him, but she was already looking forward to it. If the parents and the others really came to celebrate the New Year, the family would be lively and lively together. that would be nice.

   This year, she is pregnant, her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and it is not convenient for her to return to her parents' home during the first month.

   A while ago, when my eldest brother Wang Qingwen sent them to take photos when they were going to the venue, he said in the letter that the parents did not want them to trouble them any more. Not this year, just next year, the body and the child are important.

   When Chen Ling sent Wang Zhenzhen home, his father-in-law and mother-in-law also said the same in front of him, let them stay at home, and the road is difficult to walk, so why go all the way.

   has ordered their daughter and son-in-law to arrive, and this year they definitely don’t have to go back to their parents’ home.

  Chen Ling looked at his daughter-in-law in a trance, tapped her little head, patted the flour on her forehead, got up and said with a smile, "I'm going to set the fire, I'll cook dumplings for offering later."

  New Year's Eve, at noon, after cooking the dumplings, eat them first for the gods and Buddhas enshrined at home.

   is similar to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also handled by women at home.

  …

   After cooking the dumplings and adding the fragrance, Wang Susu said to Chen Ling, "Okay, A Ling, it's time to set off firecrackers."

  Chen Ling slipped out the firecrackers and the second kick.

   crackling, bang bang bang, the cannons were fired, the village was very lively at this time, and the sound of the cannons became loud.

   Sniffing the strong smell of fireworks after the explosion of firecrackers, and eating hot dumplings, this year has truly been lived.

   "Well...it's the Chinese New Year, after all, the dumplings are more delicious than usual, the pickled cabbage is delicious, and the radish is also delicious." Wang Susu tasted a dumpling, squinting her eyes and savoring the taste carefully.

   The flour that Chen Ling slapped badly on his forehead has not been cleaned off, making the little daughter-in-law look cute.

   "Sit down and eat more if it's delicious. I've been busy for the past few days. I'll go get two dipping plates." Chen Ling walked out of the kitchen and not only got the dipping plates, but also brought a jar of wine.

   said to Wang Susu: "You eat dumplings, I drink, you eat a dumpling, and I toast."

   "Okay, I'll get you drunk today."

   The little couple happily finished their lunch.

   In the afternoon, we started to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

   Chicken, duck, fish, pork, everything, but obviously two people can't finish it all.

   But it's alright, and I'm not afraid of bad things in winter.

  …

  On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, the young couple was preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, and there was snow in the sky again.

   The snow hasn't broken these days, but it's all light snow. It doesn't matter if it stops for a while.

The Chinese New Year was approaching. The two fed the chickens and ducks at home, and the two dogs ate meat. Chen Ling tied a red rope around their necks, and the little white cow also hung a new bell. Everyone was happy.

  In the evening, after the New Year's Eve dinner was over, Chen Ling took his daughter-in-law's hand and walked around the village.

   On New Year's Eve, every household in the village put on lanterns and lanterns, and there were people playing drums and lion dances on the old stage.

  The firelight, the lanterns, and the face are all red in the night.

  The whole village is filled with a kind of boiling festivity. It can really be said that it is a happy new year.

   (end of this chapter)