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Chapter 257 Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality
Since entering the twelfth lunar month, the sound of gongs and drums in Kaoshantun has not stopped.

Huang Yang arrived at Little New Year's Eve, which was the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

After this day, it really entered the countdown to the New Year. Wen Mu and the others also stopped practicing and started busy with the New Year.

In an era when supplies are scarce, even during the Chinese New Year, farmers are limited in what they can prepare.

I have to vote for everything. Fortunately, there are autumn hunts, New Year pigs, and winter hunts in the backing village. I have saved up some meat for the New Year.

Wen's mother is a bit like a little hamster, and she wants to pick up any good things at home. Yi Chichi is a loose-handed person who is willing to spend money. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law really have a lot of good things to stock up on.

While other families were planning carefully for such a small amount of meat essence, the Wen family fried the meatballs, opened the stew pot, boiled the maltose, popped the rice crackers, and made rice popsicles with rice crackers and syrup.

Regardless of whether it is a frying pan or a braised pan, the smell is so overbearing that the wind can blow the fragrance for miles, and even the neighbors can smell it.

Wen Mu, who had a good relationship, came to ask how the flavor was prepared. Wen Mu directly pushed Yi Chichi out, saying that she deserved the ingredients.

It was impossible to give it away, there was no ingredients to give away, so she worked hard to get the ingredients.

But you can help with the braising, just bring the meat and firewood that need braising.

Then, the fire in the Wen family's kitchen never went out, causing the temperature in the room to rise sharply. The little orange named Miaomiao by Qin Jiu couldn't bear the heat, so he ran out from time to time to get a cool breeze to cool off.

The braised aroma did not stop until the night before New Year’s Eve.

After sending Uncle Liu away with the braised pig head, Yi Chichi let out a sigh of relief and slumped down on the chair, "It's done."

Wen Mu stuffed a chopstick of pig ears into her mouth and said with a smile, "I thought you would give them the marinade."

"I thought about it, but it's not suitable."

Who doesn't want to relax? She wanted to, but she couldn't do it. "If you really lend out the marinade, you will end up with a thankless consequence."

"why?"

Qin Jiu, who was happily eating a pig's tail next to him, raised his eyes and looked over. He had the same curious face as the big raccoon boy who looked up at his feet, gnawing on a pig's tail.

"You need to add water and ingredients to the marinade. If you don't add it, it will dry out while marinating, and the people behind you won't be able to marinate it."

Qin Jiu suddenly realized, "I understand, this is a typical example of worrying about inequality instead of scarcity."

Yi Chichi was silent, and Wen's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "That's not how the words are used."

"It means the same thing."

The child was quite reasonable, and then he came over like Erha, pinched the pig's tail and fed it to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Auntie, let's eat pig tail."

The pig's tail was in their mouths. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law opened their mouths to accept it, but they still accepted it with a smile.

Seeing that he wanted to feed him, Wen's mother quickly stopped him.

"You can eat by yourself, your aunt and I are going to clean up the kitchen and prepare dinner."

Yi Chichi nodded hurriedly, "Yes, you take Da Li and the others out to play."

"No, I want to accompany you."

Okay, then come with me.

Then, the old man, the young man and the young man were busy talking and laughing in the kitchen.

Because there is a New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow, the dinner is relatively light to save time. Each person has a bowl of gnocchi, pig ears, and soaked black fungus as side dishes.

The three people who ate were satisfied and their bellies were round.

Then--

"Auntie, I want to go back to accompany my grandfather today."

Qin Jiu, who had eaten and drank enough, walked around the room to eat for a while, and then began to make requests.

Yi Chichi hummed, took some clothes for him to put on, and then stretched out his hand to him after he was fully dressed, "Let's go, Auntie will take you there."

It was already dark now, and she was worried about letting the child go back by himself.

Qin Jiu exclaimed, and put his hand into hers with a smile. Yi Chichi said hello to Wen's mother and was about to leave, but Wen's mother called out, "Let the old man and the others come over for a New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow night."

"What's going to happen if you don't come?"

"night."

Wen's mother blinked at her, "It's dark, understand? If you don't come, cry for them." Yi Chichi,...her mother-in-law's ways are a bit wild.

"Okay mom, I promise to complete the task."

After making a solemn promise, she and Qin Jiu walked towards the door.

As I was walking, something jumped on my leg, followed by a meow.

When she lowered her head, she saw that Little Orange was hanging on her legs in a vigorous manner, using her legs as a cat climbing frame to climb up, meowing non-stop.

It's still a kitten, with a sharp and loud meow.

There is no clip sound.

Yi Chichi frowned and bent down to tear it off, "It's cold outside, can't you stay at home?"

"Meow?!"

The little orange she held didn't struggle, but just cried softly towards her, with a pair of big round eyes full of clarity.

Yi Chichi sighed and asked Qin Jiu, "What should I do if it goes and refuses to come back?"

"Sleep with me."

"Nothing to eat."

"Bring it on."

That's okay. Since Little Orange came to the house, the two children haven't been separated much, so it's okay to follow him.

"Go and pack Little Orange's things."

"okay."

Qin Jiu ran back to the room like a rabbit, and quickly brought Little Orange's food, toys and special mattress.

The big raccoon man followed behind.

Yi Chichi was holding Little Orange's belongings in his hand and looking at the harmonious relationship between one person and two cats. He really couldn't hold back the desire to complain in his heart and said to Dali, "You don't go home every day now. It's the Chinese New Year tomorrow. Anyway, Can you go back and see your parents?"

Da Li swung his tail, and Li didn't even bother to pay her any attention, even rolling his eyes at her.

Qin Jiu was confused, "Gu, who are Da Li's parents?"

"Your Mr. Yaozi and Grandma Yaozi."

When Da Li didn't come home before, Uncle Yao Zi was so anxious that he searched all over the village. After he found out that Da Li was staying at her house because of Little Orange, he stopped looking for her, but he still talked about it.

Yesterday I came over to braise pork, and I was talking about Dali having a baby and forgetting about his parents.

"It's time to go back and take a look."

Qin Jiu stuffed the small orange into the pocket of Yi Chichi's military coat, bent down to pick up the big raccoon, hugged it and advised him earnestly, "Raccoon dog, don't forget to go home when you go out to play, otherwise your parents will worry."

Da Li, who was enjoying the human flesh sedan, glanced at him, turned his head and looked away into the sky.

Yi Chichi followed its gaze and saw that snow began to fall in the dark sky again.

The light of the flashlight flickered, and fine snowflakes fell one after another.

Wan Duzi, look at the density of the falling snow, I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of snow tonight.

I hope the door will not be blocked when I get up tomorrow morning. I wonder if grandpa and the others will have enough firewood?

When asked, the old man said enough.

Yi Chichi was skeptical about this, "Is it really enough?"

"That's enough."

The old man looked helpless, "In order to save firewood, we all sleep in the same room."

The kang is big enough to accommodate so many people.

As for the inconvenience of having a lesbian, just draw a curtain and let Lao Song and his wife be alone.

You really can't be too particular about the winter in the Northeast, otherwise you'll freeze to death after burning all the firewood. Keeping warm is the most important thing.

Yi Chiba felt worried about the temperature on the kang, and found that it was too hot to touch, and the quilt was toasted, and he began to worry again.