Because of Yang Yongxian's incident, the three brothers Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing came together to celebrate the New Year together in Dafang this year.
Because Yang Yongjin is now the oldest among the three brothers, the New Year's Eve dinner will be held at Yang Yongjin's home.
After a while, Zhao Liuer will come over to help cook the New Year's Eve dinner together, and then they will bring over their common wife, Jin.
Accompanied by a group of children, everyone celebrates the New Year and eats New Year's Eve dinner together. I hope that the large number of people can temporarily buffer the sadness in my heart...
The rice lake used to stick the couplets was not enough, so Yang Yongjin came down from the wooden ladder and asked Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing to stay where they were to guard the things on the ground. He turned around and went into the kitchen to find Cao Bamei to get some more rice lake.
Then, I saw Yang Huamei really frying glutinous rice cakes. She used the leftover glutinous rice she had eaten in the morning, added a little salt and ginger foam, chive foam and meat foam, and then stuffed it into a palm-sized wooden grinder next to her.
Press it tightly again, wait for it to set, then knock it out and put it aside for later use.
The small pot in front of her was frying oil. Cao Bamei carefully put the prepared glutinous rice cakes into the pot piece by piece from the side so that they could be fried in the pot.
There was a loud sizzling sound, accompanied by a delicious smell. Not to mention, when Yang Yongjin walked in, he was hooked by the smell.
But he quickly came to his senses and asked Cao Bamei: "Aren't we preparing the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner? Why did you suddenly fry glutinous rice cakes on the spur of the moment? Which one is going to eat?"
Cao Bamei was flipping the glutinous rice cakes over and over in the oil pan with a long-handled kuaizi. At the same time, she responded to Yang Yongjin's question without raising her head: "Who else can I eat? Of course it's our Xiuxiu. She said she's hungry!" "
Yang Yongjin: "When you're hungry, just eat something else and put it on the table. Why bother putting so much effort into making glutinous rice cakes! It's not like we don't have snacks at home!"
But Cao Bamei shook her head, "She said she didn't eat snacks because she was thinking about this glutinous rice cake. It's okay, I'll just fry a few pieces."
They said they were frying a few pieces at random, but there were already about ten pieces flipping over in the pot, and there were still about a dozen pieces of raw glutinous rice cake waiting to be cooked on the eucalyptus board on the side of the pot.
"You can use this to open a breakfast shop, and you still tell me it's not too much, not too much. It's already over twenty yuan. It's such a waste of effort. How much does she want to eat?"
Cao Bamei sped up the movements of her hands, but explained in a low voice: "Xiuxiu can just eat two pieces of mat for herself, but there are so many children in the yard, Xiuxiu, the elder sister, can't eat it while the other children are watching. Let’s take a look?”
"The children have eaten, shouldn't the adults have a piece?"
"Besides, although we won't have lunch this afternoon, there are still two hours before the New Year's Eve dinner!"
"You have to eat something to take care of yourself in the meantime, so don't worry about it. Come on, Mihu will give it to you. Don't worry about the kitchen!"
Yang Yongjin had a basin of rice lake stuffed in his hand and was kicked out of the kitchen.
When he came out with his front legs, Zhao Liuer tidied up the house and came over to the second room with an apron.
"Second sister-in-law, I'm here to cook New Year's Eve dinner with you."
"Oh, it smells so good. Are you frying glutinous rice cakes? This is good stuff!"
"It's just come out of the pot. Liu'er will give you a piece."
"I'm not in a hurry. Let's feed them first. There's still Xiuxiu!"
"I put the embroidery in a bowl. These are ours. Eat them, Liu'er!"
"Okay, then I'll have a piece."
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"Well, it's delicious, very crispy, and crunchy..."
"Haha, it would be nice if you said this. I will give two pieces to Xiuxiu's house. You can invite them to eat first."
Zhao Liuer came out to the yard with glutinous rice cakes in her hands and asked the children to eat first.
The children who were still playing were already attracted by the smell of glutinous rice cakes. They had come over to check it out several times and even asked Cao Bamei about it!
Naturally, they were all kicked out by Cao Bamei.
At this moment, when Zhao Liuer came to the door of the kitchen carrying a big bamboo bowl filled with glutinous rice cakes, they didn't even need to greet him. They swarmed in front of Zhao Liuer and surrounded him.
"Third Mom, what's that delicious?"
"Third Mom, I want to eat."
"Third Aunt, I want to eat too."
"Mom, there's me too, I want to eat too..."
Looking at the tall and short children in front of him, Zhao Liuer's eyes were full of smiles.
"Everything is available. Don't rush, don't grab it. When you get the glutinous rice cake, blow it and eat it. Don't burn your mouth!"
"Third Mom, what will happen if you burn your mouth?"
"Ha, what do you think? What do you think will happen if you burn your mouth?"
“I can’t eat big meatballs at night!”
"I can't even chew the miso bones!"
"I can't drink sweet soup either..."
The children talked to each other and chirped, just like a circle of little birds, and the atmosphere in the yard was very good.
So much so that Yang Yongjin, who had previously blamed Cao Bamei for not tossing the glutinous rice cake, was secretly happy when he saw it.
She even highly praised Cao Bamei's housekeeping ability in her heart.
So Yang Yongjin asked Zhao Liuer: "Do you have any extra? Give Yongzhi Yongqing a try too, just to satisfy his stomach."
Zhao Liuer smiled and said, "Yes, there are more. Second sister-in-law has taken your share into consideration!"
The three brothers were also squatting on the ground eating glutinous rice cakes. Yang Yongqing said: "It smells so good. This stuff is delicious and makes you hungry."
Yang Yongzhi nodded, "Indeed, rough people like us can't get used to eating those delicate things, but these are still exciting."
Yang Yongjin said to his two younger brothers: "After finishing eating and posting the couplets later, Yongqing, go back to the old house and pick up our mother!"
The children came back from burning incense and worshiping their ancestors on the mountain, so they came directly to the second room.
At the old house, only the Mo family, mother and son, and the Jin family are left.
Originally, I planned to pick up Mrs. Jin and Mrs. Mo when it was dark and have New Year's Eve dinner. After all, if I picked them up in advance, I was always afraid that Mrs. Mo would go crazy, and I was also worried that Mrs. Mo's son was too young and would catch cold by then.
As for the Jin family, they can come in advance, come in advance and be infected by this atmosphere, and avoid being always immersed in the sad atmosphere of losing their eldest brother.
After Yang Yongqing finished eating the glutinous rice cake, he casually wiped his hands and got up and went back to his old house to pick up Jin.
When they arrived at the old house, Jin sat in the main room doing needlework as usual.
But when I sit and sit, I will stop and raise my hand to touch my tears.
He is a deaf-mute, cannot hear, and cannot speak a complete sentence. He can speak a few words intermittently, but after this blow, the few remaining words have shrunk, and he can no longer speak. Unable to speak.
All her sorrowful emotions were buried deep in her heart like magma, brewing, fermenting, colliding and burning her internal organs. She was tormented every moment of every day, and she couldn't find anyone to talk to or find. A channel for venting.
Sometimes while doing needlework, tears suddenly fall uncontrollably.
Sometimes while cooking, I can't help but roll up my apron and wipe the tears from my face.
It was only when she saw her grandchildren that she felt slightly better.
But she also knew that the New Year was coming, and everyone in the family wanted to be smooth and auspicious. No one would like her if she was always crying.
Even her sons and daughters-in-law would blame her for being unlucky and ignorant.
If all the houses go smoothly in the coming year, that's fine. But if something happens to any house again, then she will have to bear the blame.
Therefore, Kim often wiped her tears away from her sons and daughters-in-law at home.
But little Niuniu has sharp eyes, and soon she discovered it. After discovering it, she ran to tell Yang Yongqing and others that grandma was crying again...
So at this moment, when Yang Yongqing walked into the main room in a hurry, he happened to meet Jin wiping away tears.
The moment Yang Yongqing saw Jin wiping away tears, his face sank subconsciously and his brows knitted together tightly.
Jin also discovered that Yang Yongqing was back. She was so frightened that she quickly wiped the tears on her face for fear that Yang Yongqing would see the clues.
However, because she was too nervous and panicked, she accidentally knocked over the sewing basket in front of her, and the contents inside fell to the ground.
She quickly bent down to pick it up, but because she was too nervous and afraid that Yang Yongqing would go crazy, she actually fell off the stool.
As for Yang Yongqing, when he saw Jin like this, he immediately rushed up...
However, seeing Yang Yongqing's appearance, Jin became even more frightened and subconsciously raised his hands to protect his head...
Yang Yongqing was depressed, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
He just wanted to come over and help his mother up. Why did she react so much?
And Mrs. Mo actually came out of the house. She took advantage of Yang Yongqing's stunned moment and rushed up to help Mrs. Jin.
Jin looked at Mo and breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes filled with gratitude.
After being grateful, Mrs. Jin raised her head and looked at Mrs. Mo, with a look of astonishment on her face.
Not to mention that Jin was shocked, even Yang Yongqing was extremely shocked.
He stared at Mrs. Mo with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that Mrs. Mo would come to help Mrs. Jin?
Isn't Mr. Mo a fool?
"Hey, can you understand what I'm saying?" Yang Yongqing tried to put his hand in front of Mo's face.
Mr. Mo ignored Yang Yongqing.
Yang Yongqing went around to the other side of Mo's family and asked her again: "I'm talking to you, can you, a stupid woman, understand?"
This time, Mrs. Mo still didn't raise her head, but the complete words came out of her mouth: "I can understand human speech. Before you ask me, ask yourself if what you are speaking is human speech." !”
After saying this, Yang Yongqing was completely dumbfounded.
His eyes stared blankly at Mo, as if he had seen a monster, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
When it was over, the muscles on his face began to twitch, quickly twisting and changing into an expression of surprise and excitement.
He rushed forward, grabbed Mo's shoulders, widened his eyes and almost put his face on Mo's face, and asked excitedly: "What's going on? You have learned to curse now? Ha, have you recovered from your madness? When will you feel better? Are you really feeling better?"
Madam Mo was startled by his action and subconsciously raised her hand to push him away.
Yang Yongqing was indeed pushed by Mr. Mo and staggered, and he fell to the ground. However, he was not angry at all. On the contrary, he sat on the cold ground like an excited child, with a face full of excitement. Twisted, he looked at Mo and shouted excitedly: "Haha, you are not stupid, you still know how to stare at me, scold me, push me, you are a normal person, ha!"
Small space.
"There are so many books here!"
Mickey has a book in his left hand and a book in his right hand, with a smile on his face.
"Open it and take a look." Luo Xingchen was also flipping through the book. He raised his head and glanced at Mi Qi.
"This... I was careless."
After Miqi opened the book, she saw the dense ancient texts inside, raised her eyebrows, and put down the book in her hand.
She has not yet mastered ancient writing, and she cannot understand these books even if she wants to read them.
"It's all-encompassing. There are many types of books here, including books from all walks of life in ancient times, including poetry, knowledge, travel notes, stories, biographies..."
Zi Yan turned around and returned to the original place with a tome in her hand.
"This book may be what we need most urgently." Zi Yan raised her hand.
"What book?" Luo Xingchen asked.
"The formation book records various formations, including the Zhoutian Star Confusion Formation. I will go back and read this book. When we are sure, we can come back."
Zi Yan smiled slightly.
The outside world can also find some formation books handed down from ancient times, but many of them are incomplete. In fact, many formation books have lost their original appearance after being rewritten and copied by later generations.
The formation book here is the original one.
"Only this one? I heard that the formation is extremely complicated." Luo Xingchen said.
"It's definitely not this one. There is a whole bookshelf there, all of which are filled with various formations. I took this one because I was interested in the Zhoutian Starry Formation included in it."
Zi Yan explained.
Afterwards, the three of them rested in the house for a day.
When I get tired of reading, I cross my legs and practice internal skills.
Today's internal strength comes from the breathing technique of Qi practitioners in ancient times.
Due to the thinness of spiritual energy, later generations of warriors adapted the breathing technique into different versions of internal energy and mental techniques.
"I compared the inner strength and mental method with the ancient breathing technique. Our inner strength and mental method is far more refined and perfect than the breathing technique." Mi Qi said.
"Of course. After thousands of years of development, future generations will definitely become stronger and stronger. The only thing we are not as good as in the ancient times is the great changes in the world and the thinning of spiritual energy."
Zi Yan was not surprised at all, because she had long been exposed to the art of breathing and breathing in ancient times, and compared it with the current internal skills and mental methods. Those breathing and breathing techniques are relatively crude and primitive, and the utilization efficiency of spiritual energy is much lower, but they cannot withstand the spiritual energy of ancient times. It is so strong that breathing out casually will be beneficial.
"Let's go out today. There are many military affairs, so we have to deal with them as soon as possible." Luo Xingchen said.
"Okay, that's it, let's go out." Mickey nodded.
Although it is better to practice here, people like them are entangled in worldly affairs and cannot abandon everything to practice to their heart's content, so they still have to go out.
When Luo Xingchen returned to the tent in the camp, a person happened to be visiting.
"I've seen the handsome man before."
In front of her was a young and beautiful Taoist nun, holding a whisk in her hand and bowing her head.
