Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

On the 23rd of the year, the small year, the day when the Kitchen God will ascend to heaven.

On this day, the kitchen will offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God, stick melon candies, sweeten his lips to the Kitchen God, and say something nice to God.Every year, Lin Cuihua and her sister-in-law make maltose themselves.

As soon as the maltose was made, the children helped randomly beside them. They made weird shapes and were very busy. As they were making, they would start fighting with whomever they knew. After the fight, they would make up, and after they made up, they would change to another one. People beat.

At the age of 24, I clean the house.

On this day, Yin Xuemei and An Guoming came back, along with their eldest daughter.

On this day, all the children put on paper hats and each had a rag or a broom and began to clean the entire An family.

On the [-]th day of the year, fried New Year’s goods.

All kinds of fried things are done on this day.

The An family has a large population, and even if you don’t see anything after it’s exploded, you and she will take it all away.

It was Lin Cuihua who was frying the food. She looked at this scene happily, always saying: If you can eat well, you can eat well.

On the twenty-sixth day of the year, pig knuckles are eaten.

Luo Li and An Guoming came back this day.

The aroma of meat wafts from An's big pots all day long, and large pieces of meat such as pig's trotters, pig's heads, and pig's knuckles are all prepared on this day.

On the twenty-seventh day of the year, chickens and geese are killed.

The family will keep a batch of home-grown ones every year, and wait until the Chinese New Year to kill them and eat them, which taste better.

On this day, An's yard was a little bloody, but the children were all very excited.

On the twenty-eighth year of the lunar calendar, I had my hair cut.

In Anjia, this day is another day for the whole family to make sticky bean buns.

Red bean filling and peanut filling.

There were people sitting on and under the Kang, making buns on one side and sticking millet leaves on the other side of the sticky bean buns.

Others were lighting a fire in the kitchen and steaming sticky bean buns.

Finally, a group of people were in the yard, placing the hot sticky bean buns on a curtain made of corn stalks, arranging them one by one, and freezing them.

The frozen sticky bean buns will be placed in a large vat. When you want to eat them, you can just take them out and put them on the pot to re-steam them.Of course, it may seem like a lot, but when everyone returns to the city for the Chinese New Year, it won’t be much if the family shares a little.

On the [-]th day of the year, Anjia started to celebrate the New Year.

Because on New Year's Eve, An Ning and others need to go up the mountain to toast their ancestors, uncles, and husbands to celebrate the New Year.

In the morning, Lin Cuihua dismissed the children with a bowl of porridge per person. In Lin Cuihua's words, they were waiting for delicious food in the afternoon.

The children went out to play together. An Ning, Jiang Xia, An Guoming and An Guoping were the guardians.

Watching the children skating and skating, An Guoming said with emotion: "Decades ago, we played this way."

"Second brother, when you say that, I feel like I'm going to die. That was decades ago, maybe twenty years at most."

Several people looked at the children and recalled the past, lamenting the passage of time and the changes in life.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was called home to have dinner and celebrate the New Year.

The Anjia family was prosperous and there were three tables full of people.

An Sancheng stood up with a wine glass and said without any nonsense: "It's another year, everything is going well, cheers."

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Amidst the cheers, everyone clinked their glasses and took their seats and began to eat.

On New Year's Eve, An Ning took the children up the mountain to worship their ancestors and husband.

At night, a large family crowded into a room. You were next to me on the kang, and I was leaning against you. The floor was also covered with cushions. They sat on the warm floor heating, eating fruits and nuts, and looking at the slightly bored people. Spring Festival Gala, let’s complain together.

The family sits idle, and the lights are amiable.

There is a little warmth in the day and a little peace in the year.

Remember to give a share of the tenderness in this life to your family.

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