chapter261
In a flash, it was the seventh month of the lunar calendar. Starting from the tenth day of the seventh month, Yang Chunyan and Zhou Huaian no longer went to the mountains. They were cleaning up housework at home and helping deliver vegetables to Ning'an.Mr. Zhou, along with Father Zhou, Dad Zhou and Dad Zhou, started cutting blessing paper and writing blessing packages at home.
The tool for cutting blessing paper is an iron tile-like object. People these days buy cut yellow paper and make paper money themselves before the Hungry Ghost Festival in July.
Put a stack of yellow paper money on a round tree stump, use a wooden hammer to hit the paper chisel to make paper money, then seal the paper money and write the name of the ancestor.
Every year on July 13th before the Hungry Ghost Festival, the three families go to the big house to spend the day.
Zhou's mother, three sisters-in-law, and their daughter-in-law prepared the food and wine to worship the ancestors. After the worship, everyone had a meal and began to burn blessing paper.
On the afternoon of July 13th, Zhou's father took the whole family to the big room.
Li Qiuyue muttered: "Every year, our family and my third father's family buy meat. The big house kills a rooster and two ducks every year, and they say we take advantage."
Zhao Huifang said: "Our family bought those things, at least there were so many people, and we all ate them back no matter what. In fact, the third father's family suffered the most."
These days, pork is more valuable than old ducks and big roosters. The second and third bedrooms jointly bought more than ten kilograms of pork, two pig trotters, and fish. The wine was home-brewed for free, but it still cost more than thirty. In total, the second and third bedrooms are indeed at a disadvantage.
The group arrived at the main room and saw Aunt Zhou killing a bright red rooster and two ducks.
Aunt Zhou Zhou looked at the meat and vegetables on the stove and said with a smile: "After decades, the food and wine for burning blessing paper are the best this year. These days are really getting more and more prosperous."
"Yes! My family kills chickens every year to worship our ancestors. Not to mention the number of people in the second and third bedrooms, life is getting better and better now!" Aunt Zhou said, looking at the big rooster that had lost its feathers, "Ancestors Don’t you like big cocks?”
Li Qiuyue felt angry when she thought of her two hundred yuan. She glanced at her sideways and said, "Auntie, I understand. Our ancestors had little fat in their stomachs like us and liked fat meat two fingers thick! Next time you buy fat meat Fat meat, what do we do with chicken?"
Mother Zhou glared at her, "Damn girl, even the ancestors dared to arrange it, you want to be beaten!"
Li Qiuyue sneered, "I'll help Chunyan and the others choose vegetables."
At the door of the kitchen, Yang Chunyan and Zhang Xiuxiang were choosing vegetables. They couldn't help but shake their heads when they looked at Zhou Huaian, who was laughing so proudly with his arms akimbo.
"The same goes for Huaigang and the others. I thought about playing cards with the youngest. I saw that by the time they had dinner, their foreheads were all swollen from his bullets."
Yang Chunyan smiled and nodded, "He was bluffing to scare them, and none of them dared to place bets!"
Zhou Huaigang then suffered a few chest pains and protested, rubbing his forehead that was red from Zhou Huaian's bullet, "Brother Huai'an, don't come. He used to play cards with Yiding and a few others when he had nothing to do. He has already developed his skills."
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Return to the small mountain village in 1981
General Fictionnotmystory...!!for offline reading purpose only credits to the original author Back in 1981, the four husband and brothers had not yet separated. Yang Chunyan didn't want to be alone and helpless for the rest of her life, so she wanted to help her...