Age: My Small World

Chapter 466 Posting Couplets

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve.

Because she had said in advance that she would go to Cheng Xiaoyu's house to celebrate the New Year, the little girl has been very busy these days and has to prepare a lot of things.

She had to count carefully the dishes and chopsticks used by each person.

"Brother Xiaoshan, have you finished writing your couplet?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was cooking the paste while asking Yang Jun.

"It's almost done. The paste is almost done."

"Well, I'll stir it faster then."

The little girl continued to exert force with her arms.

"Oh, this paste smells so good, why don't we try it?"

She shrugged her nose, looked at the paste in the pot and suddenly swallowed.

Yang Jun stopped writing and looked at her with a puzzled look: "You've finished eating, what should I use?"

The paste is made of wheat flour, which is very fine. It smells really fragrant when cooked, with the fresh aroma of the grain itself.

But very little is used, so not much flour is put in it, just half a bowl. If you really taste it, I guess it won’t be enough for making couplets later.

"Hehe, I'm just curious about what this paste tastes like."

Probably everyone has this kind of curiosity.

Yang Jun took the spoon from her hand, touched it with his fingers, and then put it in his mouth and took a sip.

"Hmm... I tasted it for you, it just tasted like paste, not good."

"Ouch, be careful of the burns."

Cheng Xiaoyu was worried about his hand, so she took it and put it to her lips and sucked on it.

Now the burns and the sticky taste can be solved.

"It's okay, I didn't put my hand in the pot."

Yang Jun touched her head and said.

The little girl finally let go of his hand and said unconsciously, "It really doesn't taste good. It has no flavor. It should be okay if I add some salt."

Yang Jun shrugged: "Do you really want to eat porridge?"

"Okay, pour out the paste and go put up the couplets."

As if he heard Yang Jun's voice, Cheng Aimin, who was making a snowman, ran over.

"Brother Xiaoshan, are you going to put up the couplets? I'm here to help."

Although the family conditions are average, there are still many couplets every year. This is probably the habit of every family.

"Ai Min, please help me get a stool first."

You have to stand on a stool to stick the horizontal scroll on the door.

Yang Jun's calligraphy skills cannot be said to be at the master level, but he is definitely better than the villagers.

If Uncle Fan Qi also knew how to write couplets, I guess a lot of people would come to him to write for them.

Of course, it’s not that no one wanted to come, but they were all sent away by Li Xiaohua.

In her words, you can't let your child get tired.

Although it sounds very impressive that everyone comes to ask for a calligraphy.

Cheng Xiaoyu watched Xiaoshan and his younger brother talking, and laughed foolishly behind them until she heard Yang Jun asking her to get some paste, then she reacted.

A simple brush was brushed with a little paste, then it was applied directly to the door panel, and then the couplet was pasted on.

On the right side it says "May everything go smoothly every year", on the left side it says "May everything go well and progress step by step", and the horizontal banner says "Auspicious stars are shining brightly".

Just for the sake of celebration, Yang Jun didn't think much about it, so he wrote it casually.

But the brother and sister were very supportive.

"Brother Xiaoshan, the couplets you wrote are really beautiful."

Xiao Yuer praised sincerely, full of pride and longing for his lover.

Cheng Aimin curled his lips, then took a spoon and started to stir the remaining paste in the pot.

You know what, he seemed to be enjoying the food so much, and it was obvious he wasn't going to waste it.

The courtyard gate and the inner door were both covered with red couplets, which made the place look like it was celebrating the Chinese New Year. Although it was still early, Cheng Xiaoyu started to prepare breakfast.

Just then, a crackling sound came from the distance.

"Who's setting off fireworks so early?"

The sound of firecrackers only lasted for a short while before it died down. Nowadays, there are no super firecrackers that can reach hundreds or thousands of meters. Most of them are very simple.

"Brother Xiaoshan, why don't we let them go too?"

As soon as Cheng Aimin heard the sound of firecrackers, he couldn't wait to set off some too.

However, what he was greeted with was Cheng Xiaoyu's death stare.

"Cheng Aimin, come over here and light the fire."

Yang Jun watched helplessly as his brother-in-law died before completing his artillery business, but he was powerless to do anything and could only give him a helpless expression.

Before the three of them could make trouble for too long, my mother and Aunt Ping and my second sister, who had gone to change the dishes, came back.

Yang Jun and his two companions brought some of their own food, including a large piece of pork and some fresh vegetables, but in order to enrich the dishes, they went to the village to exchange with other people.

"Xiao Yu'er, don't rush to cook. Look what I brought back."

When Cheng Xiaoyu heard Li Xiaohua's voice, he quickly stood up and looked over.

Then he said with some surprise: "Fish."

It's not easy to catch fish at this time of year.

The corner of Yang Jun's mouth twitched. If he hadn't been entangled with small fish from yesterday to today, he could have found an excuse to catch a few big ones. But it was impossible now.

"You take care of the fish first, I'll cook."

Just have a simple bite in the morning, the main thing is to prepare dinner.

As for noon, we prepare to make dumplings.

Yang Jun could only follow the crowd.

He can't prepare today's New Year's Eve dinner by himself. He would have to prepare a table full of Sichuan and Hunan dishes, which no one would be used to.

"Stop fighting, just give me the fish."

Yang Jun decided to remove all the bones from the poor fish.

In the past, he was most afraid of the small bones when eating fish, but since he discovered that the small world can easily remove fish bones, he can't get enough of it.

The pain of every fish lover is probably not being able to enjoy the fish to their heart's content.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people like the process of sucking out fish bones.

With him taking over the job, the whole kitchen became even more lively.

Early in the morning, everyone was preparing food for dinner, so there was almost nothing much to say about breakfast.

But when he started drinking the porridge, Yang Jun discovered that it was a pot of rice porridge, not corn porridge, and it tasted very sweet.

Served with some pickled mustard greens and two boiled eggs per person, this breakfast is quite substantial.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you eat it." Cheng Xiaoyu peeled the first egg, but instead of eating it herself, she handed it to Yang Jun's mouth.

He opened his mouth subconsciously and ate it in one bite.

Watching the two people's actions, everyone at the table smiled silently.

Xiao Yuer lowered his head belatedly, but then the next egg was handed to him.

"Okay, eat this yourself."

"Oh."

Hearing him say this, Cheng Xiaoyu did not insist too much. She put the egg next to her and peeled off the egg white and ate it piece by piece.

This is the authentic way to eat eggs. Some people can even use one egg to make two bowls of porridge.

After breakfast, it’s time to start making dumplings.

The filling prepared is pork with some chopped carrots, and there is also a green onion and pork filling. The seasonings are also ready. When the time comes, just wrap it up, put it in the pot and cook it and you can eat it.

“I eat carrots.”

Yang Jun raised his hand and Cheng Aimin followed suit: "Then I want the pork and scallion one."

(End of this chapter)