Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 387 Winter Solstice

When Xu Fengming walked towards the door of Yanbu Gui's house, the third uncle, who was already full of expectations, lay down on the kang and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Xu Fengming stood at the door of the house and whispered to Yan Bugui: "Third Lord, wake up."

Yan Bugui pretended to be woken up, sat up from the kang, rubbed his eyes pretendingly, looked at Xu Fengming and said:

"Hey, Feng Ming is here, come in and sit in the room."

Yan Bugui signaled Xu Fengming to come into the house, and turned to his old lady who was busy cooking in the kitchen and shouted: "Fengming is here, please pour me a cup of tea."

After hearing this, the third mother put down the rolling pin in her hand, patted the flour on the chopping board lightly, walked out of the kitchen, washed her hands, picked up the thermos bottle and poured an enamel mug of tea for Xu Fengming.

And Yan Bugui sat in front of the Kang, handed Xu Fengming a big front door and asked:

"Feng Ming, what do you want from me, Third Uncle?"

Xu Fengming took the cigarette and felt a little annoyed when he saw that Yan Bugui knew why he came here but deliberately asked.

But since Yan Bugui is the uncle of the courtyard, it's not easy to care about it, so he didn't expose it, and helped Yan Bugui light the chimney:

"Third uncle, I have nothing to do, so I came over to tell you. I'm sorry about the camera ticket my factory gave me. I'm going to buy a camera in a few days.

Third master, I can't afford to give it to you, so don't care about me, a junior. "

With a thud in Yan Bugui's heart, he grabbed the old glasses on the side and put them on, looked at Xu Fengming, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Although he had thought that Xu Fengming would say that, he thought even more that Xu Fengming would choose to give him a photo ticket at a low price.

But now, the abacus in Yan Bugui's heart was scattered in an instant, but he couldn't say anything more. He was an elder, and if he had such a face, he couldn't keep embarrassing a junior, so he smiled lightly and said:

"Hey, it's okay. The ticket is yours. You can use it if you want. I don't want it, Mr. Third."

As soon as Yan Bugui finished speaking, he immediately asked: "Feng Ming, what camera are you going to buy? Let me tell you, there is a Seagull brand over there in the department store. It is quite cheap. It costs 120 yuan, which is definitely a bargain."

Xu Fengming hummed, "Third Master, we are worthy of being father and son. I have also paid attention to that camera before, but my partner thinks the style is not very good-looking, and I am afraid that it will be sold cheaply, and the quality is not good. She is in the "Overseas Chinese Affairs Office" Work, let me buy a better one, and when it comes to lending it to her for a few days, it seems that her unit will receive a few prominent overseas Chinese for a while, and use it to take pictures."

Hearing what Xu Fengming said, Yan Bugui completely gave up the idea of ​​taking a ticket.

Nodding his head, the eyes he looked at Xu Fengming were dimmed for an instant.

After Xu Fengming finished his business, he picked up the tea mug, drank two sips of tea from the third uncle's house, stood up from the edge of the kang and said:
"Third uncle, please rest. I have to go back to the backyard to help my eldest brother and my second brother make briquettes. The coal ash my family just bought yesterday has been sitting there for a whole day."

Yan Bugui didn't stop him either, and sent Xu Fengming out of the house, looking up at the sky that was about to darken, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The days flew by and the winter solstice arrived in a blink of an eye.

It can be said that on this day, almost the entire north will eat dumplings.

Although this is also a festival, it is not a holiday.

After Xu Qing arrived at the fifth branch factory in the morning, he asked the director of the cafeteria to bring someone to buy two hundred catties of pork. Originally, he wanted to go to the back kitchen and warehouse alone to share the pork with the ability to let the whole factory eat more, but it cost more at once. Two hundred catties of pork was a troublesome matter, so he gave up the idea and divided up the hundreds of catties of flour purchased by the factory.

Anyway, there is no shortage of food such as pork these days. Xu Qing distributed more than 300 catties of white flour, which at first glance was not conspicuous in the large warehouse.

There are thousands of people in the factory, and they eat nearly a thousand kilograms of white flour every day. More than 300 kilograms of white flour is simply not enough to look at, and it is relatively unnoticeable.

After Xu Qing finished distributing the white noodles, he walked out of the warehouse and told the director of the canteen to make dumplings at noon today, and the whole factory would eat dumplings.

It’s the winter solstice, so what if you don’t eat dumplings.

In the morning, all the workers in the factory were very excited when they heard that they ate dumplings with pork filling.

Especially for those who have just entered the factory not long ago, they usually eat clear soup and water, and their wages are low. They dare not eat white flour steamed buns, let alone meat.

But today the factory said that the whole factory ate pork dumplings, so happy, it almost lifted the roof of the workshop.

They all praised the new factory manager for treating their workers really well.

In the cafeteria at noon, thousands of people lined up in a long line with bowls and chopsticks in their hands, all eagerly waiting for food.

A pot of dumplings was steaming, and the cooks in the cafeteria put them into bowls with a strainer. Those who lined up earlier had already scooped fifteen dumplings into the bowls in their hands. I stuffed one in my mouth first, and I felt it was delicious!
Although the pork was chopped into stuffing and a lot of white radish was added, but in this era of shortage of supplies and less meat, it is good to eat. Who would think it is not delicious?
Usually they buy meat by themselves, which not only requires money but also tickets, and sometimes they can't buy it. Today, the factory lets them eat pork dumplings, and they all feel happy.

While eating hot pork dumplings, they kept commenting that Director Xu was so interesting that ordinary workers like them could have meat today.

When working in the afternoon, everyone put in a little more effort than usual.

After get off work in the afternoon, Xu Qing rode his bicycle with red handles without gloves back to the compound. Every household in the compound was also making dumplings.

Although some people who work in the courtyard will eat dumplings at noon in their factories or units, the first and second aunts who do not work and stay in the courtyard all day cannot eat them.

Therefore, the three mothers in the front yard and the first mother in the middle courtyard, Jia Zhang from the Jia family, and the second aunt and second daughter-in-law in the backyard started making dumplings early.

As soon as Xu Qing pushed the cart into the front yard, he smelled the aroma of cooking dumplings.

Back at home in the backyard, Xu Qing saw his daughter-in-law Jinghong and younger sister Xiaoya were making dumplings, and Aiguo and Fengming were in the kitchen with their little nephew, one cooking dumplings and the other lighting a fire.

The white water vapor in the kitchen continued to drift along the windows and poured into the front room.

Holding a large enamel basin, Xu Hongzhi stood in front of the pot, staring at the dumplings in the pot with his small eyes, and kept swallowing.

Not long after, the first pot of dumplings came out. Xu Fengming fished them out with a strainer and put them into an enamel basin in his nephew's arms. Then he asked his sister to put the newly wrapped dumplings into the pot.

Seeing this, Xu Qing asked his son to take the dumplings just out of the pot to the front room, then squatted down, opened the cupboard, and took the dishes and chopsticks from inside.

But the first pot of dumplings just came out, the second pot just came out, and the third pot is still making them.

Xu Qing was in the front room, holding seven or eight dumplings with chopsticks and asking his son to carry them to the old lady.

After the other two pots of dumplings are cooked, the family will eat them together.

But as soon as the second pot of dumplings was cooked, Ma Jinghong said, "Brother Qing, you and Aiguo and Feng Ming will take our son first, and you guys will eat first, while Xiaoya and I will watch the cooking of the last pot of dumplings."

Xu Qing saw his son's greedy hala dripping from the corner of his mouth, the father and son ate with Aiguo, and Feng Ming ate first on the kang in the front room.

Xu Fengming made a few vinegar dishes, and he scooped a small spoonful of chili oil, dripped two drops of sesame oil and sesame paste into his own, and dipped the dumplings with chopsticks, one bite at a time, it was delicious.

At this time, every family in the compound was eating dumplings in their own rooms.

It's the end of 76, and the lives of every family in the courtyard are better than they were more than ten years ago.

Even in Jia's house in the middle courtyard, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were eating pork dumplings with white bread.

This morning, Mrs. Jia Zhang went out to buy vegetables with her aunt, and specially weighed a catty of pork.

One is today's winter solstice.

The second is that stick stems took advantage of the winter and had fewer things to do in the commune, so they went home to visit relatives.

Mrs. Jia Zhang is a greedy person, and with Banggian coming back, she naturally has to eat well.

As soon as Qin Huairu's first pot of dumplings came out of the pot, Jia Zhang scooped a bowl for herself and Banggeng.

Regardless of whether Qin Huairu finished his work or not, he pulled the stick and started eating at the big round dinner table.

More than ten minutes later, Qin Huairu cooked the remaining dumplings in the kitchen and brought them to the dining table. While eating, she looked at the stick that she hadn't seen for a long time, and said with a distressed face:
"Son, after you finish eating the dumplings, follow me to Uncle Xu Qing's house in your backyard. I'll ask him to help you think of a way to transfer you back from the place where you jumped in line."

Bang Geng remained silent, chewing the hot dumpling in his mouth, and after swallowing it in his stomach, he remained silent.

Mrs. Jia Zhang poked the stick with the chopsticks in her hand and said anxiously:
"Grand grandson, you are going to be anxious to death, grandma. When your mother talks to you, you should respond."

The stick stem responded, "Oh".

When Jia Zhang saw the stick, he didn't like to talk, and turned his eyes to Qin Huairu, put the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, frowned and said:
"Grandson, you need to change your temper. In our compound, no one is like you. They can't even beat a fart with a stick. Who are you following? When your father Dongxu was young, he never Never like this."

Qin Huairu knew that her mother-in-law was talking about her, so she didn't say a word.

After dinner, the dishes and chopsticks were not cleared away, and the things in the kitchen were not washed. Qin Huairu took a pair of peony swallows and two bottles of Erqu that he had prepared for several months, pulled the stick and opened the old mattress. The curtain went out of the house.

In the backyard, Xu Qing was sitting in the house and had just finished dinner with his younger siblings and his wife.

Xu Qing and Aiguo ate two bowls of dumplings, while Xu Fengming had three.

Even though Feng Ming is the youngest among the three brothers, he still eats the most.

Even after eating three bowls of dumplings, he still picked up the dumpling soup scooped up by his younger sister Xiaoya and drank it down in one gulp.

Then he leaned comfortably on the quilt behind him, burped, and said to his elder brother:
"Brother, today the sticks from our middle school came back to visit relatives after jumping in the queue."

Xu Aiguo and Xu Xiaoya nodded at the same time and said, "Brother, I saw it too."

Xu Qing raised his brows slightly when he heard his younger brother and sister say that, looking at the dark night outside the house, he secretly felt that since Bang Geng came back to visit relatives today, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang might take him home bring it on.

(End of this chapter)