Chapter 681： Kaoshantun
Chapter 681 Backing Mountain Village
In this New Year's Eve when thousands of families are reunited.
In a remote mountain village dozens of miles away from Pengcheng, a small farmyard by the village is also doing its best to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.
They are authentic northern natives who have lived here for generations. Their families are poor and white. In winter, they usually eat one meal a day and get enough water.
Today is New Year's Eve, the old man has recovered, his wife's health has improved a lot in the past few days, and with the help of his benefactor, this year's Chinese New Year can be said to be the most relaxed New Year's Eve in years.
When the benefactor left last time, he gave them a bag of 50 catties of coarse grains, and gave the daughter some money. The money was used to buy medicine for his wife and there were dozens of coins left.
Just two days ago, I went to the market to buy half a catty of pork, ten eggs and some salt, and I still had a dozen coins left in my hand.
There is a patient in the family who dare not spend this copper, so he has to keep it for emergency use.
"Yaya, have you steamed the momo yet?"
"Mother, you can turn off the fire after a while."
There are only three adobe houses in this small farmyard. The living room and stove in the middle are all in this room. The parents and younger brother live on the left side, and Yaya’s room is on the right side.
At this time, the younger brother was with his mother in the inner room, Yaya was burning the fire outside, and the old man was chopping vegetables, "Yaya, put a few steamed buns in a bowl and send them to your aunt Hui, and take out some firewood from the fire pond. I'll start cooking right away, and you can just start cooking when you come back."
"Okay Dad." Yaya got up and wiped her hands, took a few buns and left the door.
Old man Cheng sent his daughter away, and speeded up his hands. It was a surprise that their family could eat a few bites of meat this year. In previous years, it was rare to get some meat all year round.
Kaoshantun is a small village with a total of about 20 households and hundreds of people.
Because of the remote terrain and difficult mountain roads, the fields did not produce much, and the food left over after paying the tax was difficult for the family to feed and clothe. In addition, it is even more difficult to carry the products from the fields and the mountains to the city to exchange for some food.
The villagers live in extreme hardship.
This year's calculations are over, next year he has to do the calculations, and go to the city to find more work during the slack season. It would be great if he could meet a few more good people like his wife last time.
However, Pengcheng is only that big, and there are plenty of jobs. There are too many poor people around. How can it be so easy to do more jobs?
Old man Cheng thought about it and quickly finished stewing the sliced meat with cabbage, mixed with pickles, and added coarse grain steamed buns. This is the New Year's Eve dinner that their family can hardly eat in previous years. The old man thinks it is extravagant enough, so why not ruin the family once for the sake of his wife and children?
As soon as the kang table was set up here, Yaya opened the door and came in.
"As soon as dinner is ready, we Yaya will be back. My daughter is going to get on the kang. Today, our family will have a good year together. Thanks to my wife, we will also have a good year this year." The old man Cheng grinned innocently.
Yaya went to the edge of the kang, took off her shoes, and was about to climb up the kang, when old man Cheng hugged Yaya up.
"Hehe, thank you dad."
Regardless of the interaction between his parents and his sister, the little boy stared at the meat in the bowl and salivated, "Mother, mother, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat."
Old man Cheng took a few pieces of meat for each of the siblings, and shared a steamed bun with each other, his eyes were full of distress: "We are all starving, eat quickly."
"Father, you can eat too. My body has been useless all these years, and it has hurt the family, and I have worked hard for you." Seeing her husband's gray temples and the child's emaciation, Miao's eyes were red again, and she didn't want to let him When the father and son found out, she hurriedly lowered her head.
"Damn it, you're thinking about these things when you're in the Chinese New Year. You're just thinking too much, so don't think too much about it. Look at your body."
Cheng old man was very helpless.
(end of this chapter)
In this New Year's Eve when thousands of families are reunited.
In a remote mountain village dozens of miles away from Pengcheng, a small farmyard by the village is also doing its best to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.
They are authentic northern natives who have lived here for generations. Their families are poor and white. In winter, they usually eat one meal a day and get enough water.
Today is New Year's Eve, the old man has recovered, his wife's health has improved a lot in the past few days, and with the help of his benefactor, this year's Chinese New Year can be said to be the most relaxed New Year's Eve in years.
When the benefactor left last time, he gave them a bag of 50 catties of coarse grains, and gave the daughter some money. The money was used to buy medicine for his wife and there were dozens of coins left.
Just two days ago, I went to the market to buy half a catty of pork, ten eggs and some salt, and I still had a dozen coins left in my hand.
There is a patient in the family who dare not spend this copper, so he has to keep it for emergency use.
"Yaya, have you steamed the momo yet?"
"Mother, you can turn off the fire after a while."
There are only three adobe houses in this small farmyard. The living room and stove in the middle are all in this room. The parents and younger brother live on the left side, and Yaya’s room is on the right side.
At this time, the younger brother was with his mother in the inner room, Yaya was burning the fire outside, and the old man was chopping vegetables, "Yaya, put a few steamed buns in a bowl and send them to your aunt Hui, and take out some firewood from the fire pond. I'll start cooking right away, and you can just start cooking when you come back."
"Okay Dad." Yaya got up and wiped her hands, took a few buns and left the door.
Old man Cheng sent his daughter away, and speeded up his hands. It was a surprise that their family could eat a few bites of meat this year. In previous years, it was rare to get some meat all year round.
Kaoshantun is a small village with a total of about 20 households and hundreds of people.
Because of the remote terrain and difficult mountain roads, the fields did not produce much, and the food left over after paying the tax was difficult for the family to feed and clothe. In addition, it is even more difficult to carry the products from the fields and the mountains to the city to exchange for some food.
The villagers live in extreme hardship.
This year's calculations are over, next year he has to do the calculations, and go to the city to find more work during the slack season. It would be great if he could meet a few more good people like his wife last time.
However, Pengcheng is only that big, and there are plenty of jobs. There are too many poor people around. How can it be so easy to do more jobs?
Old man Cheng thought about it and quickly finished stewing the sliced meat with cabbage, mixed with pickles, and added coarse grain steamed buns. This is the New Year's Eve dinner that their family can hardly eat in previous years. The old man thinks it is extravagant enough, so why not ruin the family once for the sake of his wife and children?
As soon as the kang table was set up here, Yaya opened the door and came in.
"As soon as dinner is ready, we Yaya will be back. My daughter is going to get on the kang. Today, our family will have a good year together. Thanks to my wife, we will also have a good year this year." The old man Cheng grinned innocently.
Yaya went to the edge of the kang, took off her shoes, and was about to climb up the kang, when old man Cheng hugged Yaya up.
"Hehe, thank you dad."
Regardless of the interaction between his parents and his sister, the little boy stared at the meat in the bowl and salivated, "Mother, mother, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat."
Old man Cheng took a few pieces of meat for each of the siblings, and shared a steamed bun with each other, his eyes were full of distress: "We are all starving, eat quickly."
"Father, you can eat too. My body has been useless all these years, and it has hurt the family, and I have worked hard for you." Seeing her husband's gray temples and the child's emaciation, Miao's eyes were red again, and she didn't want to let him When the father and son found out, she hurriedly lowered her head.
"Damn it, you're thinking about these things when you're in the Chinese New Year. You're just thinking too much, so don't think too much about it. Look at your body."
Cheng old man was very helpless.
(end of this chapter)
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