The big pot of food was ready, and Chen Tian served everyone at the pot, one big bowl per person.
Cheng Xiang took out the pig ears and liver that were usually braised and prepared a dish for everyone.
Zhou Tianlei brought out two bottles of wine and asked everyone to drink some to satisfy their cravings.
Several people gathered around the table, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.
Chen Tian served dishes to everyone and put a bowl of meaty dishes aside.
Someone came to serve it, and he tapped the person's spoon: "Is it for you? Are you going to serve it?"
The man curled his lips and said, "You leave yourself such a big bowl of meat, and you are being favored."
"Do you care? Do you want to eat? If not, go away."
The man picked up a bowl and walked away muttering.
After serving everyone the food, Chen Tian picked up the bowl of food and walked to Zhou He who was squatting aside: "Here, let's eat."
Zhou He smoked a cigarette and took a look: "You can eat it, I don't like to eat so much meat."
Chen Tian chuckled: "Did I hear a joke? Who made my nose bleed because of a bowl of meat?"
Zhou He was silent and minding his own business smoking.
After Xin Chen left, Zhou He looked listless and lacked energy for a while.
Zhou Tianlei didn't do much with him. He took him out to discuss business. As soon as the table was served, he drank heavily and stopped talking. He was completely different from the previous Zhou He who had a bright tongue.
Zhou Tianlei simply let him rest for a while without making any arrangements for him.
Really couldn't bear to see him look listless all day, so Chen Tian pulled him up this time to kill the New Year pig.
Without any explanation, Chen Tian pulled Zhou He up: "Let's go for a walk, eat, and let's have a drink."
Cheng Xiang also noticed Zhou He's behavior these days.
Because Zhong Liang also came to her to find a solution, because Zhou He had been ignoring him.
"What can I do? You've made someone anxious, so go and coax him."
"If I knew how to coax, why would I come to you for help?"
Cheng Xiang smiled: "Sorry, I don't know how to coax people."
Zhong Liang narrowed his eyes and said, "Then how did you coax Zhou Tianlei into submission?"
Cheng Xiang rolled his eyes and thought for a while: "You can't use my method."
For Zhou He, Xin Chen was not a storm, but a lifetime of moisture. They had supported each other for so many years, and suddenly left, and the place that belonged to Xin Chen in Zhou He's heart was suddenly empty, and he needed to fill it again. Unless he is relieved, there is nothing anyone can do.
Cheng wanted to boil all the pig blood that Zhou Yang had brought back, cut it into pieces, and put a basket in it for Chen Jiao.
This year, Chen Jiao's greenhouse vegetable business has had a good start. The vegetables from the two greenhouses have been purchased cleanly, and the profits have been considerable.
I knew Cheng Xiang was busy here today, so I came over to help.
Chen Jiao looked at so much pig blood and said in surprise: "Why do you give so much?"
Cheng Xiang smiled helplessly: "Xiao Yang brought it all back. There are several pots and I can't finish them all. Can you help share some of the food?"
Chen Jiao looked at it and said, "Okay, I'll give some to Zhang Qingxiang. He's celebrating the New Year alone this year, so he probably hasn't prepared much food."
"Hey, why does the boss care so much about his employees?" Cheng Xiang joked.
Chen Jiao's face turned pale: "Stop teasing me. The pheasants I gave you were brought by Zhang Qingxiang. It's not too much to exchange them for you with some pig blood."
The new year is finally here. On New Year's Eve, every family decorated it with lanterns, pasted couplets, and set off firecrackers. God was so kind that it snowed.
Firecracker paper, red couplets, and white snow make everyone look happy.
Zhou Tianxing took Zhou Yang to post the couplets in the morning.
Qing'er was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket and carrying a small fur cat, stepping on the thick blood, pattering behind them, handing couplets and applying paste, and was very busy.
In the room, Cheng Xiang prepared the dumpling fillings, one with pork and cabbage, and one with beef and green onions.
He lifted the tip of his chopstick a little to let Zhou Tianlei, who was making the noodles, taste the saltiness.
Zhou Tianlei smelled it and said, just right.
Cheng Xiang's eyes widened: "Can you smell it even though it's salty? Taste it quickly, I can't taste it. Your tongue is so good."
After Zhou Tianlei heard this, his eyes flashed, he looked at her and said in a deep voice: "Really?"
Cheng Xiang nodded, saw his pointed look, and looked at him angrily: "What are you thinking? I hate it."
Zhou Tianlei asked with a low smile: "What are you thinking about?"
Cheng Xiang pouted and glared at him. She was wearing a red cloth-covered cotton-padded jacket with slanted lapels and buttons today. It was very retro style. The fire in the room was hot. Cheng Xiang's cheeks were lightly flushed, and her eyebrows were delicate. , red lips dripping.
At this glance, Zhou Tianlei felt that he was being teased.
He walked towards her, opened his hands covered with flour, and held Cheng Xiang to his chest with his arms.
Ask in a low voice: "Is my tongue really good?"
Cheng Xiang looked up and saw the little sparks slowly dancing in his eyes.
Standing on tiptoes, she kissed him lightly on the mouth. This kiss caught Zhou Tianlei off guard, and he still wanted to hold her back as he pressed her body.
He lowered his head and wanted to continue.
Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Cheng wanted to get out of his arms quickly.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Qing'er asked, tilting her head.
"I, I see there is flour on dad's face, help him wipe it." Cheng Xiang said as he rubbed Zhou Tianlei's face randomly and pushed him aside.
"Mom, I've finished pasting the couplets. Is it time to make dumplings?" Zhou Yang entered the house in a hurry and stamped the snow on his feet.
"Yes, wash your hands and get ready to make dumplings." Cheng Xiang set up the chopping board and greeted them.
The three children quickly washed their hands and ran to the table, eager to try.
"Can I wrap it too?" Qing'er asked in a sweet voice.
"Okay, everyone should join in and participate." Cheng thought.
Cut the dough that Zhou Tianlei has kneaded into small pieces, and use a rolling pin to roll it into small pancakes.
Each of the three people took one and wrapped it up in a stylish way.
Cheng Xiang took out a washed one-cent coin and said, "I will wrap this coin inside the dumpling. Whoever eats it will have good luck in the coming year."
Several little ones looked at Cheng in wonder as he tried to put coins into the dumplings.
"I will definitely be able to eat it." Zhou Yang licked his mouth and muttered.
Qing'er snorted: "It must be mine."
Cheng wanted to put the wrapped dumplings on the bamboo grate and said with a smile: "Then let's wait and see who is the lucky one."
Zhou Tianlei rolled out the dough and looked at them, feeling warm in his heart. How long has it been since he celebrated the New Year so happily and lively?
I don’t remember anymore. In previous years, everything was cold, the children were lifeless, and there was no smoke at all in the house.
But this year is different, because she is here, and things will be different in the future.
"Oops, I forgot to take out the new clothes." Zhou Yang suddenly shouted, getting down from the stool and saying, "I'm going to put the new clothes next to the pillow and wear them tomorrow morning."
When Qing'er heard this, she climbed down from the stool and said, "I want it too, I want it too."
Cheng Xiang shook his head and looked at the children. In fact, only here could she truly feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
In later generations, she had a very boring New Year's Eve. A few friends gathered together to play games, eat and drink. After midnight, they dispersed and went back to their respective homes. They didn't even watch the Spring Festival Gala for several years.
They are so rich in material things that they have all the basic necessities of life, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, even during the New Year.
Unlike children of this era, they look forward to a meal of meat and new clothes during the New Year. Only when they look forward to life can they live a happy life.
After the dumplings were made, Zhou Tianlei went to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. The children took Cheng Xiang to build a snowman in the yard.
Tian Xing and Zhou Yang shoveled the snow, while Cheng Xiang and Qing'er helped find eyes and nose for the snowman.
Qing'er went out to collect cinders to make eyes, while Cheng Xiang ran to the kitchen to find carrots to make a nose.
Zhou Tianlei, who was frying fish, saw Cheng Xiang running in excitedly to look for carrots, with a look of excitement on his face, like a child's.
He walked over and stood behind her. Cheng Xiang turned around and ran into his arms. He covered his nose and said coquettishly, "What are you doing? Your nose is sore."
Zhou Tianlei looked at her straightly and whispered: "I didn't finish the kiss just now, I want to finish the kiss."
Cheng Xiang laughed angrily and said, "You, what do you think about all day long?"
"Miss you." Zhou Tianlei leaned over and seemed to stick to her.
Cheng Xiang pushed him away. He didn't know what was wrong with this guy today. He was always sticky and snoring. He obviously just... last night.
Cheng Xiang stared at him and said slowly: "Don't be like this. I'm getting older and it hurts my body all the time."
Zhou Tianlei: "...I am older?"
Cheng Xiang suppressed a smile: "Isn't it big?"
Zhou Tianlei wanted to say something with a downcast face.
At this moment, Qing'er's milky voice sounded outside: "Who are you looking for?"
Cheng Xiang and Zhou Tianlei looked out through the glass.
Cheng Xiang felt Zhou Tianlei stiffen behind him.
