Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

The sweet potato rice was not cooked and the rice was spoiled. When he saw Ruan Dezhi later using a kitchen knife to peel the mouse for cooking, he was so angry that he went back to his room and fell asleep.

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No one snored during the day. Zhang Xuan slept so comfortably. It was already past twelve noon when he woke up again.

It was still windy and raining outside, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the road than in the morning. They all rushed home to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner, as if tired birds were returning to their nests.

As soon as he got up and had a bite of lunch, Ruan Xiuqin assigned him a task: go to the growth team leader's house across the river to share the fish.

There is a phenomenon in Shangcun. Each production team has its own public fish pond, which is then contracted to individuals. It is clearly stipulated that no matter who is the contractor, regardless of profit or loss, every new year, each member of the production team can get half a catty of fish according to their household registration.

For example, there are four members of Lao Zhang's household registration, and they have been able to get 2 kilograms of fish for free every time in the past few years.

The door across the river is not far away, about 300 meters in a straight line, and the detour across the bridge is no more than 500 meters. When Zhang Xuanzhang arrived with the black cloth umbrella, the production team leader's house was overcrowded, and everyone came to share the fish.

Explain your intention, just sign and deposit, and you will get 2 pounds of fish.

After signing, we went to the big fish bath to select, and finally picked a grass carp weighing 2 pounds and 8 taels.

The production team leader was his cousin and cousin. He took a look at the scale and said, "You have to pay an extra 8 taels."

Zhang Xuan nodded and said yes.

At this time, the uncle's wife came over, quickly passed a straw rope through the fish's gills, and stuffed it into Zhang Xuan's hands, saying that they were all family members and did not need to pay extra.

The cousin was a stingy man, so he was a little impatient, but after seeing his wife's cannibalistic eyes, he had no choice but to take a long puff of dry smoke and watch Zhang Xuan carry the fish away.

In fact, he just wanted to disgust his arrogant cousin, so he asked his eldest sister to give the money to him after he got home.

The old Zhang family is a bit poor, but they have to have backbone, right? It’s not like we have hundreds, thousands or tens of millions, so how can we cheat? Just a bad reputation.

As the prospective son-in-law, Ouyang Yong came to celebrate the New Year in the afternoon according to custom. The standard three things: chicken, fish and meat.

The chicken is a big red rooster weighing seven kilograms, and the rooster's comb is so brightly red that it makes people happy; the fish is also a big grass carp weighing more than five kilograms, and there is also a lot of pork, no less than four kilograms by visual inspection.

willing! atmosphere!

This eldest sister was betrothed to the Ouyang family and was considered to be the right person to marry. You must know that Zhang Xuan had never seen Yang Ende so generous in his previous life.

It's not that he is greedy for small profits, but you are giving it to me as a New Year's gift. Do you have the nerve to give away half a chicken and seven ounces of meat? But that's what Yang Ende did, and it was a big scandal in the village if he told it, and it was regarded as a classic topic after dinner by outsiders for decades.

In previous years during the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xuan would help kill chickens and cook, but this year there was an extra Ruan Dezhi, and Ruan Xiuqin forced him to go back to the room to read.

I don’t have any freedom anymore. It’s Chinese New Year and I just want to relax, okay? Sitting on the bench, Zhang Xuan complained to Zhou Huimin in the same tone as talking to his wife.

Zhou Huimin on the wall didn't say anything, just smiled at him brightly and with bright teeth. It was obvious that she didn't want to eat raw food between her parents-in-law and her husband...

In the evening, the clouds shrouded, the fog shrouded, and the mountain breeze blew, the weather became colder and colder, and it looked a bit like the Chinese New Year.

After six o'clock, Ruan Xiuqin urged Zhang Xuan to take a shower, then brought him a brand new pair of homemade cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles and a new set of clothes, and happily let him change into them.

This is a fixed drama every year, called a new look. No matter how poor or miserable the family is, Ruan Xiuqin will grit his teeth and persevere.

Don't rush early, don't rush late, at seven o'clock, the old Zhang family lit the firecrackers on time, and saw Ruan Xiuqin pinching three incense sticks and kneeling under the shrine to worship. The ancestors bless you with good weather and prosperity in people and wealth...

At the end, she would always specially tell her dead husband and eldest son to eat more and eat well. She also told the father and son not to quarrel with people in the underworld. If they were short of money, they would ask her in her dream and she would burn it for them.

There are twelve bowls of New Year's Eve dinner, and the village's name for asking for lottery tickets is Yueyuehong.

Chicken, fish, and meat are must-haves. Egg rolls, pork blood meatballs, and stewed radish are always available. Other dishes are just a matter of making up 12 bowls.

If the family is really poor, it's okay to scoop out two bowls of each vegetable. That's what the old Zhang family does anyway. Ruan Xiuqin couldn't help but put together 9 dishes, and later scooped out the same dish.

At the request of Comrade Ruan Xiuqin, each dish must be eaten with one chopstick, saying that it is a blessing.

In particular, you should eat more tofu and fish to have more than you want every year. The meaning is great.

Zhang Xuan, who was lucky and unlucky, didn't know it, but he ate well anyway, with sweet wine and vegetables, and his mouth was full of oil. This was the most comfortable meal he had ever had since his rebirth.

I got two red envelopes tonight, Ruan Xiuqin gave them two yuan and twenty-two, and Ruan Dezhi gave them twenty-two. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Zhang Xuan pretended to be happy to accept it, and then secretly stuffed it to his mother very consciously.

No way! She will find an excuse to go back in a few days. She has been like this every year since she was a child, so she might as well learn more about it early.

There were no mobile phones, no TV, and no entertainment programs. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the four of them gathered around the charcoal brazier, ate melon seeds and peanuts, talked, and prepared to stay up until 12 o'clock.

Later, there was a power outage. Fortunately, Ruan Xiuqin, who was not surprised, prepared a handful of red candles. This time he lit two for the first time. The overflowing candlelight made the hall red, and the faces of the four people were full of joy.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, while the four members of the Zhang family were happily discussing the dowry for Zhang Ping's wedding next year, noises and fights came from the old courtyard 400 meters away along the road, and then they turned into crying...

The heartbreaking sound was so loud that almost all the 3,000 households in Shangcun Village heard it.

Zhang Xuan was a bit hindsight. Based on his memory, he only thought about this ridiculous thing at this moment.

If my belated memory is correct: on this New Year's Eve, when we were bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new year, two families fought to get lucky and to be the first to get the well water at a quarter of an hour at 12 o'clock on the new year, and accidentally killed one person.

It was my sister-in-law who beat her brother to death.

In fact, Zhang Xuan knew that the reason why the fight was so fierce had a hidden meaning, and it was not a simple fight for water from a well.

It is unbelievable to say it, but the real reason behind it is that the sister-in-law had an affair with her brother and had a relationship.

But about half a year after the two had an affair, the younger brother felt ashamed of his elder brother and broke up with his sister-in-law.

But my sister-in-law is completely in love with this younger brother, and she doesn't want to live or die. For this reason, the sister-in-law begged her brother many times to get back together, but was rejected every time, so love turned into hatred.

Then when he was fetching water from the well, he found an excuse to get very angry and deliberately hit his younger brother on the temple with a pole.

Oops! Good guy, one fatal move!

There was a commotion outside, and many people who were full and had nothing to do rushed over there.

Ruan Xiuqin didn't allow a few people to watch the fun, saying that they were afraid of bad luck during the Chinese New Year, so the four members of the old Zhang family stood at the gate and looked up for a while, gossiping with the surrounding neighbors from time to time.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw a group of people carrying bamboo chairs hurriedly rushing to the town hospital. The bamboo chairs were covered with a thick quilt, and a young man in his twenties lay under the quilt, drooping. A head.

"Let's go in." After watching for a while, Ruan Xiuqin felt a little depressed, so he pushed the three of them in. Then, seeing that the wind was too strong, he closed the door again and locked the bolt.

However, less than 20 minutes after entering the house, someone went from door to door to announce that the man was dead. When he was carried back and passed everyone's door, they all came out to set off firecrackers.

In fact, this is an old custom. Wherever the deceased passes by, people will take the initiative to set off a firecracker to see them off. However, it will not be in vain. Afterwards, they will get a towel and a pack of cigarettes.

On New Year's Eve, two siblings, Ruan Xiuqin and Ruan Dezhi, sat together to reminisce about the past, chatting about the past and childhood innocence. They seemed to have endless things to talk about. They cried as they talked, and laughed again as they talked. Later, the mood got better, and they added a meal, each drinking more than a bowl of soju.

At this time, Zhang Ping was also joining in the fun. After downing half a bowl of soju, her face and neck turned redder than a monkey's butt. She staggered and swayed, and finally she shrank under the table, drunk and unconscious.

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