Be a good mother-in-law

Chapter 12 Evil mother-in-law 12
Thirty years.

On this festive day, the village is somewhat gloomy.

Those who have been out to work for half a year cannot come back today for the New Year's Eve dinner.

According to the information received by the team leader, they should not be able to get home until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

On the day of reunion dinner, relatives cannot gather together, and the year is not like the year.

Lycoris was the only one that was not affected. She got up early to buy pork and fish. After lunch, she boiled water and killed chickens.

The big rooster that has been raised for two years is fat and strong, and it is alive and well.

She chased him several times in the chicken coop before catching him, tied him with a fine hemp rope, and sent him to the west with a single knife.

According to the requirements of the local God Worship Chicken, clean it, cook the whole chicken, and put it on a plate.

Put the chicken on the table and cover it, bring incense and paper money, lock the door and go out.

The villagers came and went on the road, holding various offerings in their hands, and their faces were somewhat happy.

They all went to worship their ancestors and gods.

Whenever I met Lycoris, I greeted her with a rare soft tone.

The old woman has to celebrate the New Year alone, so lonely, so pitiful...

When I arrived at the ancestral hall, under the suspicious eyes of my uncles and brothers, Lycoris placed incense and plugged it in as if there was no one else present, and said, "Ancestors, it's Chinese New Year. This year's chicken is too heavy for the old woman to carry. My son and daughter-in-law have gone out to work and haven't come back yet. If you want to eat chicken, go back and eat it yourself, if you don’t want to eat it, forget it. Don’t blame me, if you blame me, I won’t beg you in the future.”

Does this work too?
The people present were stunned at the same time, relatively speechless.

After burning the paper money, Lycoris made a few more bows according to the custom here, then turned and left.

When I went to the temple, I repeated the operation just now under the watchful eyes of the villagers.

When you get home, put the chicken and pork at the door, burn the incense, greet the air to serve the meal, wait for 2 minutes, burn the paper money, and remove the offerings.

This is the end of the process of worshiping ancestors and worshiping gods.

The red sun slanted westward, and the time came to the afternoon.

Lycoris takes the chicken into the kitchen, chops it into pieces, puts it in the pot, and simmers it slowly over low heat.

The two-year-old rooster needs to be stewed for a longer period of time, otherwise she would not be able to chew it with half of her teeth lost.

After stewing for an hour, the rich chicken fragrance enveloped almost half of the village, and the villagers who were too greedy to kill the chicken were salivating.

Lycoris washed the pot and cooked the rice, then chopped the pork bones and put them into the chicken soup, and turned on the fire.

I was so busy, I heard the noise from far and near.

She keenly distinguished the voices of Sun Zhimin and Luo Lizhen from it, and heard several neighbors telling her cheap son about her "brain-dead behavior" in the past six months.

"Zhimin, don't go out next year, stay at home and spend more time with the old lady. Money is important, but it can't compare to relatives. You said..."

A noisy crowd poured through the door.

Shi Suan put down the tongs, looked up just in time to meet Sun Zhimin's concerned gaze, "Mom, we're back."

Not seeing each other for half a year, Sun Zhimin has whitened a lot, and looks younger by several years.

Gently nodding, Shi Suan looked away, and looked at Luo Lizhen, who had gained a lot of weight and looked dazzling.

"Mom." Luo Lizhen smiled sincerely, with some concern.

The couple are brightly dressed, and they are particularly dazzling in the dilapidated house and among the neighbors with simple clothes.

Everyone looked at them with envy that couldn't be concealed.

"Mom," Sun Zhimin reached into his bag with a smile on his face, grabbed a handful of candy, "eat candy."

Lycoris doesn't like sweets, so he frowned slightly, but took it anyway, peeled one and put it in his mouth.

"Come on, let's eat candy." Sun Zhimin grabbed the candy again and distributed it to the neighbors present.

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"Happy New Year."

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(End of this chapter)