green grass on the stream

Don't be greedy, children, Laba is the new year.

In a blink of an eye, the end of the year is coming.The end of December in the lunar calendar is really very happy for Qi Yanfan.

There are few people in their family, but Qi Yanfan still intends to prepare everything.

The taste of the new year in modern cities is getting weaker and weaker. Office workers like them often have to work until their thirties, which is very difficult.If you don't go home in a foreign land, this also makes the New Year's Eve dinner empty talk.With the Spring Festival Gala playing in the background, having a meal of dumplings, and sending messages of blessings to relatives and friends, it’s probably a New Year’s Eve.

Therefore, Qi Yanfan, who misses the New Year's atmosphere very much, now has the opportunity to appreciate the wandering.

On December 26 of the lunar calendar, Qi Yanfan fried pork ribs at home.Fresh pork ribs and cartilage are first marinated, then coated with egg roux, and deep-fried in hot oil until golden brown.

The freshly fried pork ribs exuded a tempting aroma, and Qi Yanfan couldn't help but pinch a piece and taste it.Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, moderately soft and hard, salty and palatable, the only downside is that it is a bit hot.Qi Yanfan took a bite, gasped a few times, and took another bite, and he tended to eat it up by accident.

He remembered that there was a saying called "the fullness of the year". Children don't need to be trained to eat gluttonous food before the year. Let him eat his stomach at the end of this year.Qi Yanfan thought, how miserable he has been this year, feeling like his stomach is a bottomless pit...

Qi Yanfan's padded jacket was covered with a thin summer shirt, but the cooking fumes from the kitchen were still pervasive.In the end, Qi Yanfan was so choked that he couldn't take it anymore and ran away directly.

Ji Tingyu just brought a new bundle of firewood over to fuel the fire, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Yanfan shoved the wooden shovel into his hand, "Go and blow it up, let me catch my breath."

Ji Tingyu walked towards the kitchen, and couldn't help but turn around and tell him: "Don't get firewood."

"Don't worry, let's go, it's going to burn out." Qi Yanfan turned his back and poked his belly, poking his lips.I don't know if there is something wrong here, especially when Ji Tingyu treats her as a porcelain doll, living such a cautious life every day is about to become neurotic.

After walking the sheep and teasing the dog in the yard for a few laps, Qi Yanfan still decided to check on Ji Tingyu's progress and steal a spare rib to eat.One piece, one piece, he told himself.

In the end, the ribs still didn't make it to the New Year's Eve dinner.

I don't know if it's because he ate too much ribs in the past two days or what, but Qi Yanfan didn't have much appetite for the next few days, probably because he was really full for the year.

On New Year's Eve, Qi Yanfan got up early and finally ordered the menu.

For the New Year's Eve dinner, Qi Yanfan prepared a total of six dishes, which symbolized the success of the Sixth Six, implying a smooth and prosperous next year.

It doesn't take long to cook the six dishes, and it's more than enough to start in the afternoon.But Qi Yanfan couldn't sit still.Ji Tingyu took out some raw peanuts and melon seeds for him to fry.

After finally staying until the afternoon, Qi Yanfan rolled up his sleeves excitedly.

First, the last young rooster was turned into a sweet chestnut chicken stew.Because Qin Zhengcheng was invited to Li Xiaogao's house for a reunion dinner, Qi Yanfan borrowed his stove early in the morning.He deliberately chose large chestnuts with plump seeds and plump fruits to put into the pot. The gurgling heat kept coming out of the chestnuts, flew to the beam above the kitchen, and then mischievously disappeared.

The second dish is stewed pork belly soup with red dates and peanuts.I never leave it on my own stove, let it simmer slowly, the soup gradually turns white, and the boiling bubbles mumble deliciously.

The third dish is fried garlic sprouts with bacon.The bacon is homemade. Qi Yanfan cut a small piece and sliced ​​it into thin slices, which were crystal clear.Garlic shoots are extracted from old garlic cores in our own fields.As soon as it is fried in the oil pan, the aggressive garlic aroma will come out.

The fourth dish is steamed fish cubes, which symbolizes surplus every year.

In his hometown, every household used to put a small carp on the corner of the table, and after the reunion dinner, they would take it to the river and release it.Later, when I went to work in the city, it became a simple matter of leaving a mouthful of rice in the bowl when I had more than enough every year.

Qi Yanfan sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions on the fish pieces in the pan, and poured a spoonful of hot oil on them. Looking at the tiny oil droplets dancing, he was in an inexplicably good mood, listening to every piece of fresh and tender fish screaming "delicious, delicious" .It symbolizes that his family has fish every year.

The fifth course is the eight-treasure rice with lard.Qi Yanfan buried lard and golden jujube in the bowl, filled half of the cooked glutinous rice and red bean rice, and then put them upside down on the plate.And then turn it upside down, it is a hidden, shiny, delicious and beautiful rice.

The last one is sweet potato syrup.

Qi Yanfan laughed and said, "From now on, it will be our family's reserved dish, called Recalling Bitterness and Thinking Sweetness."

"Okay, you have to feed me to remember bitterness and sweetness." Ji Tingyu opened his mouth as if waiting to be fed.

Qi Yanfan laughed and fought with him.

A sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, Ji Tingyu was afraid that Qi Yanfan would be greedy, so he didn't order wine.Qi Yanfan raised his teacup and touched Ji Tingyu with tea instead of wine: "I respect you."

"What do you respect me for?" Ji Tingyu asked with a smile.

"Well... I respect you for making so many delicious dishes."

"Most of this is done by you yourself." Ji Tingyu didn't move while holding the bamboo cup.

Qi Yanfan thought for a while and said, "I respect you, and I hope you will give me advice for the rest of your life."

Ji Tingyu clinked cups with him, and the tea water slightly rippled with golden waves, and he replied: "I respect you too, I will still be more tolerant in the next life."

Qi Yanfan felt tired after taking a few steps to digest the New Year's Eve dinner, so he sat on the stove to keep warm.Ji Tingyu cleaned up the dishes, and then sat down to accompany him.

There were no candles lit in the room, only the charcoal fire in the stove flickered on and off, illuminating the faces of the two of them, which seemed to be a sign of the tranquility of the years.

Qi Yanfan hummed, and Ji Tingyu rubbed his stomach with warm palms.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It's much better, it seems that there is a little pain under the navel."

Ji Tingyu put his hand on his lower abdomen: "Here?"

"Ah."

"How does it hurt?"

"It's faint and sour, it doesn't seem like you've eaten your stomach."

"How long has it been hurting?"

"Just these two days."

The burnt charcoal fire made a subtle sound of cracking and cracking in two, and the sound of firecrackers peeling and peeling was faintly heard from the foot of the mountain, which was indistinct.

"Fan'er," Ji Tingyu lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring someone, he said, "Our family may have a baby."

Qi Yanfan didn't react immediately: "Who is coming again?"

"Our baby."

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