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Chapter 451: This girl is drunk and crazy!

The Cao family looked at each other. If you are celebrating the New Year, just come in and talk about it. Why are you so secretive about it?
Lao Cao rolled his eyes and quickly put down his wine glass, "You guys eat first, and I'll go see what's going on!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled on his shoes, put on his coat and walked out. The fire outside the house had already burned down. Lao Cao and Wang Liansheng stood in the corner, chattering without knowing what to say.

"Come on, come on, Hui Hui eats, no need to be polite, just like you are at your own home!"

Li Xiuzhi diligently served them two dishes, Qian Huijun said a few words of thanks in a reserved tone, but Cao Chungui picked up his chopsticks and ate with a bang. After eating, he grabbed the wine glass and poured himself a glass, then took a sip. , wiped his mouth, "I've eaten, you can eat!"

"Go and get lost!" Li Xiuzhi cursed, turned to look at the two old men who were still chatting outside, and pulled her husband away, "Go and say hello to dad and come in quickly. It's freezing outside."

"Yup!"

Cao Chungui walked out of the house with his head lowered. After a while, he and Lao Cao walked into the house. The little old man held a stack of paper in his hand, which looked like a kraft paper envelope. He stuffed it into his pocket and smiled at Qian Huijun, "Don't be polite with small money." , try the Feilong soup, aren’t you so proud of it? Your eldest brother specially asked your brother to go up the mountain to get it.”

"Thank you, Uncle Cao!"

Qian Huijun nodded and smiled.

"What can Uncle Wang do to see Uncle Cao during the Chinese New Year?"

After dinner, Sun Jianping sent her back as usual. Qian Huijun was a little excited after drinking wine, holding his hand and chattering non-stop.

"Probably it's something about the production team!" Sun Jianping was also a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Uncle Cao had never hidden anything from him, but what happened this time...

Could it be that someone revealed that Uncle Cao went to Erhu Mountain to burn paper at the tomb a few years ago?

Or was it that the ancestor was seen this morning?

It shouldn’t be!

And there is another letter...

Forget it! No more guessing!
"Huihui, have you drunk too much?"

"No, no, I'm normal now!"

"Then why are you walking with a wave of hair?"

"Uh..." Qian Huijun retched and smiled awkwardly at him, "I'm just a little confused. Brother Jianping, please carry me!"

"There are not many trails in total..."

"No, no, just carry me on your back!"

"Okay, okay, I'll carry you!" Sun Jianping squatted down and carried her on his back. Qian Huijun had really drunk a little too much today. She put her arms around Sun Jianping's neck and was chattering excitedly. Seeing that he didn't say a word, she simply hugged him. Lift his chin and kiss him fiercely!
"You are mine, no one can take it away from you!"

"Yes, yes, I am yours!"

"Neither can Liu Fengxia!"

"That's not allowed!"

"Hahaha!" Miss Qian was so happy that she hugged Sun Jianping's face and kissed her again, then opened her arms, "Brother Jianping, I really want to shout and make everyone envy our happiness! "

"Shout it out loud!"

"I don't want to shout. You are too uncultivated to shout. I want to sing. I can sing Huangmei Opera. Brother Jianping, do you like to hear it?"

"I like it, of course I do, hurry up and sing one for me!"

Sun Jianping carried her around the village, walking back and forth to the team headquarters. Miss Qian coughed, looked at the pair of bright eyes under the lantern, and suddenly blushed, "Then I'll sing!"

"Hurry up, you see, the big dark horse can't wait!"

The black horse even hissed cooperatively, urging the mistress to hurry up and remove the ink stains!

"The peach blossom dress is cut in one color, with hibiscus on the face and eyebrows like black, a peony blooming on the front, and pink butterflies on the sleeves playing on the flower stand..." The melodious singing echoed in the small team headquarters, and the cows and horses pricked up their ears to listen to this. The beautiful music is as gentle as a lark, and I have forgotten to lower my head to eat grass.

Sun Jianping was also intoxicated by the beautiful singing. He narrowed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the rare musical influence.

When Old Chengtou, who was about to fall asleep, heard the singing, he turned over and sat up. His heart surged like a flood. He remembered the jumping show he had seen at Li Dashan's house in the past, but it seemed like it was yesterday.

That year, running under the sunset was his lost youth...

Sun Jianping also got up early the next day, put out the oil lamp that had been lit all night, and lit the lamp to keep up the New Year's Eve. This is an old rule passed down for thousands of years.

According to the rules of the Northeastern New Year, from New Year's Eve to the second or third day of the Lunar New Year, the deceased ancestors must be welcomed home to celebrate the New Year. During these days, lights must be lit at home at night so that the deceased ancestors can take a good look at the changes in the home.

However, times have changed, and these "dross" have been strictly eradicated, but the old rules are still there, so in the past three or four days, the folks from each village and household stayed in the village, and the clans visited each other to pay New Year's greetings and kowtow to ask for New Year's money, which was quite lively. .

Xiao Yueyue and Xiao Xingwen ran into the house humming and plopped down on their knees in front of Sun Jianping, laughing.

"Happy New Year, brother!"

"Happy New Year! Happy New Year!"

Sun Jianping took out a red envelope made from the leftover corners of red paper from printed couplets and handed it to the two children. The little ones took the red envelope and ran outside excitedly, taking out the money inside and chattering about how to use the money for supply and marketing. Buy delicious food from the agency sales point.

"Jianping, out of love and reason, you have to go to Chen's house and take a look. After all, Xiaoqian has lived there for almost two years." Li Xiuzhi walked out of the back room with a smile, loosening her long flowing hair. She rubbed the back of her head and said to him.

"I know, sister-in-law, I'll go there later!"

"Well, Chungui, don't sleep. Get up quickly. Dad is already up. Don't wait for the people who come to visit to pay New Year's greetings and get stuck in your bed!"

The sound of Cao Chungui getting up grunting came from the west room. Sun Jianping smiled and turned around to go out.

The yard was full of traces of fireworks. The fire lit last night had burned down to nothing but a pile of white ash. Under the blue sky, a few pieces of green smoke rose from time to time. It was the early risers in the village setting off firecrackers.

The new year is here!

After he finished feeding the cows and horses, cleaning the cowshed and stables, he washed his hands, and then turned around and went to Chen Peilin's house.

Chen Peilin's family was making dumplings. Little Tiezhu, who had already learned how to sit, was sitting on the kang with his little hands in his hands. He tilted his head and watched his brothers and sisters making dumplings. When he saw Sun Jianping walking in, he suddenly chuckled and moved his little arms quickly. My little legs climbed to the edge of the kang and screamed at him!

"I don't see how much this kid cares about you!"

Chen Peilin was responsible for rolling out dumpling wrappers. He stacked four or five dough balls together and flattened them. He picked up a walnut rolling pin and rolled out several thin dumpling wrappers with a few brushes. He threw them on the panel and watched. Sun Jianping praised him repeatedly!
It takes three or two months to practice the skill of rolling out dough with just one hand!
It was early in the morning. Qian Huijun hadn't combed her hair or washed her face. Her black hair was hanging loosely behind her head, but she still looked messy. When she saw Sun Jianping playing with the little iron pillar, she pursed her lips and smiled, with a pair of beautiful Peach blossom eyes are full of his shadow.

Chen Peilin's wife looked at her and then at Sun Jianping, and also smiled.

These two children...

I'm afraid we'll never be separated for the rest of our lives!
Chen Yanqin brought a bottle of hot milk and handed it to Sun Jianping. Before he could take it, Xiao Tiezhu snatched it away. He held the bottle tightly in his little hands and slurped on the pacifier like a hungry calf. It was wrapped in the stomach, and even the small cheeks made two small pits!
Seeing this scene, Sun Jianping felt mixed emotions in his heart. This child's desire to survive is so strong!
If not for this, he would have probably been starved to death by his own father!

Poor baby!
"Yanzhi, Yanqin, Yanduo, Yanfeng... come and grab the red envelopes for you!"

Sun Jianping took out the red envelopes and distributed them to the children of the Chen family. Qian Huijun fluttered her long eyelashes and leaned over, stretching out her little hands stained with white flour, "Where's mine?"

"How old are you and you still need red envelopes!"

“How old is it before you can’t ask for red envelopes?”

The whole family laughed. Sun Jianping "pretended to be embarrassed" dug in his pockets, and finally took out a large red envelope and stuffed it into her hand, "Here, this is specially prepared for you, a big kid. Don't cry." Here you go!"

Qian Huijun smiled proudly, Brother Jianping is so generous!
You are indeed my good "partner"!
"Okay, okay, Huihui, you should go out to play with Jianping. Let's make these dumplings." Chen Peilin's wife smiled and "bombed" the two of them out. Qian Huijun was happy and grabbed a few firecrackers. He put it in his pocket and said, "Brother Jianping, let's go and set off firecrackers too!"

"it is good!"

The two of them ran to the Gulu River and placed a few jingles. Then they saw a jeep running towards them from a distance. The two looked at each other. The boss even sent someone down during the Chinese New Year!
Why do you still want to do what you did last year, eating dumplings and then going to the fields?
(End of this chapter)