With tears in his eyes, Chen Haoran took a bite under the urging eyes of his mother and Si Nian. He was stunned by this bite.
Why doesn't it taste bad at all?
The aroma of chili oil and the rich soup that made the fried eggs burst with juice as soon as he bit them shocked him.
This thing actually tastes so delicious.
The rice noodles are smooth and chewy, the sour bamboo shoots smell bad, but they taste sour, crispy and refreshing!
Every topping inside is delicious.
It's just that he doesn't like spicy food very much. Si Nian just added a little bit and it was so spicy that he hissed.
He stuffed it into his mouth while it was spicy. It made him sweat dripping from the food in the cold weather.
A few children originally wanted to come in and watch his jokes, but unexpectedly they saw him slurping noodles in big mouths, showing no intention of being affected by the stench at all.
Several children were shocked.
His eyes showed admiration.
They are still not used to the taste of sour bamboo shoots.
After Chen Haoran finished eating, he still felt it was not enough, so he shamelessly went to Si Nian and asked if he could put some sour bamboo shoots in it for him to take back to eat.
Si Nian saw that someone had finally arrived. She was also happy and pretended to be a lot for Chen Haoran.
Let him get it from you if he wants to eat later.
Chen Haoran went home happily holding half a bucket of sour bamboo shoots.
In the twelfth lunar month, every household kills pigs, sheep, and chickens.
It snowed early in Beijing, and it was fine the first night. But the next day, it was snowing heavily outside.
As soon as I get up, I can see the smoke rising from the kitchens of every house and the sound of children playing.
It’s the Chinese New Year, and the children in the neighborhood have all come back from vacation. A lot of people have moved here during this period. Although the ghost rumors have just been eliminated here, this location is the best, and it’s very close to there.
And because of previous rumors, renting a house here is very cheap.
So many people moved here.
Si Nian was thinking about the heavy snowfall and took his children to buy some down jackets to wear, but there was a knock on the door.
"Sister Si Nian, is your man at home?" Someone outside shouted while knocking on the door.
"Mom, I'll open the door." The little boy ran out wearing a sweater.
Si Nian was afraid that he would be cold and even wanted to ask him to put on a coat.
It is still snowing outside, and the heavy snow has covered the door with a thick layer of snow. There is a lot of snow on Dahuang's small house and on the trees next to it, which looks very beautiful.
Dahuang was hiding half of his body in the house, with his head sticking out. Fortunately, his hair grew quickly and was almost there. The Tibetan Mastiff's hair was already very thick, so he didn't worry about it being cold.
"Xiaohan, where are your parents, are they at home?" the aunt outside asked.
Si Nian responded quickly: "Aunt Wang, you are at home. Do you have anything to do with us?"
"Oh, luckily you are at home. My family killed a pig today, but we don't have enough manpower. I would like to ask your man to help." They passed by here before and met Zhou Yueshen several times.
Although he is from the south, he is tall and strong, and you can tell by looking at him that he must be very strong.
Her family has been raising a pig all year round, which weighs about 500 kilograms. She was originally supposed to drag it to the slaughterhouse and then send it back. Who knew that when she woke up today, it was snowing heavily and the roads were closed.
The car can't be driven out.
I have no choice but to kill him today.
After all, they still count it as a good day to kill pigs, and today is a good day to kill pigs.
Unfortunately, there are not enough people to kill pigs here.
She visited several houses one after another, but only found two helpers.
When I passed by Si Nian's house, I remembered her man, so I came to ask about it.
When Si Nian heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Kill a pig?"
"When? My Lao Zhou is not at home." She said helplessly.
"It's okay tomorrow, or in the afternoon." Zhou Yueshen usually goes back early in the afternoon now.
"That's troublesome. We have someone to calculate the time for killing pigs. We have to kill them at ten o'clock. This time is the best."
The corners of Si Nian's mouth twitched.
Killing a pig is also considered an auspicious time, and as expected, the older generation is very particular about it.
She said sheepishly: "Lao Zhou's company hasn't had a holiday yet, so he's still at work."
The other party suddenly felt regretful and said, "That's okay. You can bring a few children to my house to eat pig-killing rice. The house is busy today."
Si Nian was a little embarrassed. Although they usually said hello when they met, and they had visited her home before, they were not really familiar with each other.
Then I heard the other party say: "All the neighbors are here, so don't be polite. Let's all get to know each other."
After hearing this, Si Nian was embarrassed to refuse.
She nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll go back and change some clothes, and help you by the way.
Nowadays, killing pigs is also a big deal, and many neighbors and relatives will go to help.
They had already invited her, but if she refused, it would really be disrespectful to others.
Si Nian actually liked this lively atmosphere.
The little boy on the side was so excited that he couldn't find what to say, "Mom, mom, can I go too? I can also help!"
"Go, go, everyone, go and put on your coat, don't catch a cold."
Si Nian patted his little head. This kid really liked the excitement. Although his father used to kill pigs every day, he was still very happy when something like this happened.
She smiled helplessly and went back to the house to dig out some thick clothes to put on. Just as she was about to call Zhou Yueshen to ask about the situation, a man strode in from outside covered in wind and snow.
Zhou Yueshen patted the snow on her body, saw that she and the children were dressed as if they were going out, and asked, "Want to go out?"
Si Nian nodded, a little surprised, "Why are you back so early? I was just about to call you. Aunt Wang's family is killing pigs today, and they just came over and said they wanted to ask you to help."
Zhou Yueshen explained, "It suddenly snowed heavily today and the roads were blocked. The goods couldn't be delivered or brought in, so we had a holiday."
"That's just right. Let's go there together. You haven't killed a pig for a long time. Are your hands raw?"
Zhou Yueshen couldn't laugh or cry: "No."
It was snowing heavily outside, so Zhou Yueshen put a hat and scarf on her.
Si Nian stretched out her feet for the man to put on her snow boots, and said, "I didn't expect it to snow so soon. After the Wang family is done with their work, let's take the children to buy down jackets, otherwise it will be too cold."
Zhou Yueshen put on her shoes, nodded slightly and said yes.
Several children also wore hats, earmuffs and scarves.
The whole family was wrapped up like a dumpling.
Especially Yaoyao, maybe because she eats too well, the little girl has gained a lot of weight, her face is round and cute.
At this moment, he was wearing furry earmuffs on his ears, a hat on his head, and a red scarf of the same style. He had a small face that was round and round and very happy.
