A good life starts with blind date

Chapter 308 Protecting the Calf

The Spring Festival is not just a holiday, but a tradition and a belief.

After a busy year, families always need to get together.

That's the point of celebrating the Lunar New Year happily.

Poor people today don't like celebrating the Lunar New Year because the pressure of life is too great.

If everyone had enough money, who wouldn't want to have a happy Chinese New Year?

Last year, we weren't home for the Spring Festival. Jiang's parents were in Australia, Feng Yu also took the children to Australia, and Jiang Ning and Feng Xue went on a trip to Europe. This year, we're determined to spend the Spring Festival at home, and Jiang's parents are staying as well.

I arranged for my eldest granddaughter to take leave during the holiday.

In the midst of a busy period.

Jiang Ning went to see the Spring Festival couplets she bought from the farm, but she wasn't too keen on them.

It's too ordinary, not festive at all.

I bought a whole bunch of Spring Festival couplets on Taobao; they're really pretty.

The Spring Festival couplets are three-dimensional and have various small ornaments on them.

It looks really good.

But before I could even finish putting up a single pair of Spring Festival couplets, I lost patience.

This is so damn troublesome.

Originally, he wanted to experience the joy of celebrating the New Year by himself, but he ended up having a mental breakdown and cursing for a while. In the end, he called the security team to put up the couplets. Wang Qiang brought a few young men over, and it took them more than an hour to finish putting up the couplets.

More than a dozen Spring Festival couplets were pasted up inside and out.

"Have you made arrangements for the Spring Festival duty shifts?"

"It's all arranged."

"Come on, everyone take one."

Jiang Ning took out more than a dozen packs of cigarettes and gave one to each person.

The security guards were quite cheerful and didn't stand on ceremony with the boss.

They happily accepted it, even though the farm didn't discriminate.

The security team's salary is also on par with that of the workers, plus an annual bonus of nearly 200,000 yuan a year.

But even a 1,000 yuan pack of cigarettes still doesn't attract many buyers.

Even if he doesn't smoke it himself, he takes it home to give to his father, saying that the boss gave it to him.

It also saves face.

result……

The moment the security team left, the newly pasted Spring Festival couplets were ruined.

"Oh, my little darling..."

Jiang Ning went to the warehouse and came back up to see her daughter had pulled half of the Spring Festival couplet down from the right side of the stairwell. She ran over and raised her hand to slap her, but the next moment she picked up her daughter and was really reluctant to let her go.

If this were a son, he would definitely get a good spanking.

"dad."

"Ah."

"what is this?"

"These are Spring Festival couplets, and they must not be torn apart."

"Oh."

The little guy's language skills are becoming increasingly rich, and his logical thinking is especially astonishing.

Just over two years old, she already possessed basic logical thinking skills.

Other people's children don't know.

Anyway, he's much better than Jiang Ziwen.

During the Lunar New Year, you also have to clean the house, which is called a thorough cleaning.

Make sure to clean all the nooks and crannies that you don't usually pay attention to.

Jiang Ning wanted to get someone to do it, but Feng Yu and Feng Xue wouldn't allow it.

They spent two days cleaning up the place inside and out.

On New Year's Eve, my parents, brother, and sister-in-law came over early in the morning.

Everyone was wearing new clothes and celebrating the New Year with joy.

"Have the couplets been posted yet?"

"It's been put on."

Chen Huiru asked Feng Yu, "Aren't the couplets you posted the ones from the farm?"

Feng Yu laughed and said, "Jiang Ning thought those Spring Festival couplets were ugly, so she bought a bunch of fancy ones online. But she only put up one couplet before she stopped. She called the security team and more than a dozen people came and spent more than an hour fixing them."

Chen Huiru chuckled upon hearing this: "Jiang Ning does this kind of work?"

Feng Yu said, "He sometimes works when he's in the mood, but he doesn't have much patience."

Jiang Ning is not lazy; he likes to do things himself.

I don't ask workers to do many chores around the house; I do what I can myself whenever I encounter problems.

Just like during the Lunar New Year, preparing the New Year's Eve dinner is not an easy task.

The mutton needs to be chopped, and the beef also needs to be sliced.

It's the Lunar New Year, and they're calling workers to do this job.

Even if the workers are willing, he still has some self-awareness.

Everyone celebrates the New Year. This year, every household will surely be busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The workers on duty during the Spring Festival will only be busier.

Nothing much happened this morning.

Around 3 p.m., the workers delivered half a sheep and more than ten kilograms of beef.

There are also freshly slaughtered chickens, ducks, fish, and so on.

The father and his two sons worked together, one chopping meat and the other washing fish.

Jiang Ma and her three daughters-in-law prepared other dishes and made dumplings.

Jiang Tingting also received a glorious task: to take care of her younger siblings and play with them.

Just as we were busy, my uncles' families arrived.

So they worked together, adding a few more fresh troops.

We spent the Lunar New Year on the farm the year before last, with all three families celebrating together.

This year, Jiang Ning also invited her third grandfather's side.

The more people, the more lively it will be; the farm villa is big enough to accommodate everyone.

It's a pity they can't come.

The happiest people are the next generation, who haven't even had their New Year's Eve dinner yet.

Various fireworks were set off, making a loud crackling sound.

Jiang Tiantian wasn't scared, but she made Jiang Ziwen cry.

It was Jiang Wei's son who did it; he almost shoved the rocket at Jiang Ziwen.

Upon hearing the news, Sun Mei ran out and grabbed her son, beating him mercilessly.

Among the next generation, the most mischievous one has to be Jiang Wei's son. He's a real troublemaker. Jiang Wei doesn't hit his son; at most, he'll talk back. It's Sun Mei who does the hitting, and she doesn't hold back at all. The eight-year-old is quite tough.

Even after being hit, they don't cry; they just go back to being wild.

Jiang Nian had a miserable childhood and never got to play with anything good.

After chopping the meat, he led a group of children to set off various kinds of firecrackers.

I experienced the joys of childhood.

Around six o'clock, 21 people, adults and children, gathered around the dining table to eat dumplings.

The New Year's Eve dinner was very lavish, and it wasn't just dumplings.

The meal included pork, beef, lamb, chicken, duck, and fish, as well as rare wild game, such as braised lamb.

There were over twenty dishes, both hot and cold, almost filling the dining table.

It was much more lavish than the banquet at Chen Gang's wedding.

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we rested for a while.

The whole family went out to burn paper money.

They didn't go far, just circled around on the lawn.

The offerings were arranged, and the paper money that each family had bought was piled together.

It's a pile the size of half a grave mound.

The adults squatted in a circle, and the obedient children followed suit.

They stood there, disobediently watching.

For example, Jiang Tiantian, and Jiang Ziwen.

These two are too small to manage.

The fire lit up.

Jiang Youxin added, "We bought too much; it'll take half an hour to cook this."

"It's better to burn more."

Uncle Jiang Ning laughed and said, "Let's burn enough money for our ancestors so they won't say we didn't give them money to spend."

Everyone laughed.

As the fire was fully lit, flames also faintly appeared in several other parts of the farm.

Those were workers on duty during the Spring Festival burning paper money.

After a while, their legs went numb from squatting, so they all got up and moved around.

Jiang Wei held a steel bar and kept turning the fire.

This helps the paper pile burn faster, otherwise it would take several hours to burn.

The children watched the fire for a while, then lost interest.

They ran to the side, jumped and stomped through the snow, and then started a snowball fight.

Someone threw a snowball, which hit Jiang Tiantian squarely on the forehead.

The little guy was clearly in pain; his little mouth twitched and he started howling.

Feng Yu and Feng Xue turned their heads to look, then quickly went over to comfort her.

Jiang Ning reprimanded her nephews without any regard for propriety: "You bunch of scoundrels, protecting our sister is the responsibility of the men of the Jiang family. Anyone who threw snowballs at our sister's face, step forward, and I'll give you a good spanking."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was laughing; he really didn't hide his protectiveness.

Just as I was having a good time, I suddenly noticed that it was getting a little bright in the north.

Turning my head, I could faintly see flames rising.

(End of this chapter)