Reborn 1980 When I was a baby, I wanted to cuckold my scumbag father

When something like this happened in the village, there was naturally a lot of discussion.

This night, there was not only great harmony in life in every house.

Most of them were lying in bed and expressing their opinions.

The couple who had different opinions almost started fighting.

But no matter what others said, Huang Guirong finally felt relieved after learning about the situation in the hospital from Li Wenhua.

As for how this matter will be resolved, there will always be an explanation when Zheng Jianguo comes back tomorrow.

The next day

Zheng Jianguo, who stayed in the town hospital for one night, made various excuses all morning, whether he was in pain or dizzy, and wanted to be hospitalized.

Mrs. Zheng knew at a glance that he was afraid of going back to face his daughter-in-law, so she definitely couldn't coddle him.

If she went back and made it clear earlier, she would feel more at ease.

Because the anesthesia had failed and Zheng Jianguo was screaming in pain, his mother directly asked him to carry him onto the cart together with the military child.

Just like that, Zheng Jianguo lay on the cart again and returned to the village with ouch and ouch.

The strange thing is that the weather is very good today, but there is no one at the entrance of the village.

Mrs. Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was common for couples to fight, but this was the first time that a fight had involved a knife.

Occasionally I meet villagers on the road, and when I see those eyes that are not only concerned but also gossipy, I just give them a few perfunctory words.

Soon everyone in the village knew that Zheng Jianguo had returned to the village, and Mrs. Zheng didn't cry anymore. She thought it was not a big problem.

Tomorrow will be New Year's Eve. Everyone is gossiping, but their minds are more focused on tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner.

Here is the New Year’s Eve dinner at noon on New Year’s Eve, and many things will be prepared the day before.

In recent years, the lives of ordinary people have become much better. They are well fed and clothed warmly. During the Chinese New Year, chicken, duck, and fish will be served on the table.

Even if the conditions are slightly worse, the fish cannot be missing from the table.

There is a weir and pond in Pingba Village, which was contracted by Wu Laosan in the village.

Every year on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, it is fishing day. On this day, not only the people of this village, but also the neighboring villages come to buy fish from him.

This year's New Year's Eve is actually the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, which is when Wu Laosan will be fishing in the weir pond today.

Jian Xing had never seen this scene before. She heard her grandma mention it last night and wanted to join in the fun, but she was afraid of water, so she thought she would just stand far away and watch.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, people were already going to the weir pond one after another.

Jian Xing shouted anxiously towards the toilet, "Uncle, hurry up!"

Li Wenyu looked like he was used to it, "Your uncle must go to the toilet every time he goes out. Just get used to it."

Li Wenhua doesn't like to join in the fun, but Li Wenyu and Li Wenjun love this kind of scene the most.

The old couple didn't want to squeeze in, so they told their second daughter and youngest son:

"Just buy a silver carp weighing about 5 kilograms. Pay attention to safety, look at the stars, and stay away from weirs and ponds."

The more Li Qingshan talked, the more worried he became. These two siblings loved to join in the fun. What if his granddaughter fell into the water without watching her?

This little girl is also someone who doesn't make people worry.

"Forget it, I'd better go together."

When they arrived, many people were already standing around the pond.

At around 9 o'clock, when the temperature rose slightly, we started to cast nets for fishing.

Many able-bodied men in the village have joined the fishing team.

The children followed the adults and cheered: It’s fishing for the New Year!

It was the first time for Jian Xing to see such a scene. When he saw the smiles on the faces of adults and children, he was also infected with giggles.

Although she didn't dare to go near the weir pond, she still childishly ran around in the open space beside it, following a group of children.

Finally, grandpa caught him and hugged him.

It turned out that the net was about to be closed, and grandpa was going over to select fish.

When the net was closed to the shore, the white fish was revealed, and Jian Xing looked over curiously.

There were grass carp, silver carp, crucian carp, and many fish she didn't recognize, the largest weighing more than ten kilograms.

Fish that are too small will be returned to the weir and pond, and will be harvested when they grow up next year. This may be another meaning of having more than enough every year.

In the end, Li Qingshan bought a silver carp and two crucian carp.

The crucian carp will make soup for the children at noon today, and the silver carp will be eaten for the New Year’s Eve dinner at noon tomorrow, which means there will be more than enough for many years!

On New Year's Eve, the Li family got up early to prepare.

Everyone was busy, and Jian Xing didn't go to the kitchen to cause trouble.

Knowing that her grandfather wanted to kill the chicken, she followed her around.

Occasionally being ordered by my grandpa to run errands, I quite enjoyed it.

There is a large wok on top of the Li family's earthen stove, and two antimony pots next to it.

Usually stir-fry in a large pot and stew in an antimony pot.

Farm food doesn’t need to be elaborate, just stew chicken in an antimony pot.

The other pot was filled with cured pork ribs, cured pork belly, radish, potatoes...

Anyway, it’s a stew of various ingredients.

Not to mention, Jian Xing's favorite thing to eat is this pot, it tastes delicious.

At noon, all the dishes are ready. You can't eat them at this time. You have to respect your ancestors and let the ancestors eat first.

Bring the meals specially prepared for the ancestors to the table, then light incense and wax paper money to invite the ancestors to eat, and kowtow one by one.

Zhang Guizhi would mutter when everyone came forward to kowtow.

Jian Xing was curious about what her grandma was muttering.

Listen carefully, ah, it turns out that you are asking the ancestors to bless them.

After the ancestors finished eating, it was their turn.

On the lunch table, there was bacon, sausage, pig ears, chicken, duck and fish, but duck was missing.

This is the most sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner in so many years, let alone normal times.

Originally, Li Qingshan was reluctant to drink the Maotai liquor bought by his daughter, but he was in a good mood today, so he opened a bottle.

Except for Jian Xing, everyone else at the table was lucky enough to taste the wine.

Jian Xing actually wanted to try it. Moutai in later generations could easily cost thousands or even 10,000+, but she couldn't afford it in her previous life.

As the head of the family, Li Qingshan naturally has to say a few words.

"A lot of things happened this year, but no matter the good or the bad, that has passed. From now on..."

Li Wenjun saw his niece's helpless look.

While Li Qingshan was speaking, no one paid attention to him. They dipped their chopsticks into the wine glass and then quickly tapped Jian Xing's mouth.

Not to mention that others didn't react, even Jian Xing was stunned for a moment and then licked his lips.

To be honest, she didn't taste much at all except for the spicy aroma of wine.

Zhang Guizhi almost exploded when she reacted, "You brat, Xing'er is still young, how can you drink?"

Li Qingshan also glared over, this brat, he was still talking and causing trouble.

Li Wenjun said with a smile: "I just touched it a little, but it has no taste at all. How can I drink it?"

Zhang Guizhi angrily crossed her hand and was about to pat her youngest son, but was held back by her granddaughter.

"Grandma, if you're celebrating the New Year, you don't want to beat your children..."

The little girl looked regretful after saying, "Actually, I didn't even taste it."