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After much persuasion, Liu Yu's grandmother finally agreed to go to Chen Village with Liu Yu for New Year's dinner after paying respects to the ancestors at 4 pm sharp.
Chen Weizheng drove to Old Liu Village at 4 pm sharp. Xiao Song, Zheng Tien-tien, and Hua Zheng also went with him. The elderly loved to be lively. When a group of children made a ruckus at home, tasted her masterpiece, and expressed their appreciation, the elderly would be very happy. Hua Zheng and Zheng Tien-tien ate and took, making Liu Yu's grandmother happy and satisfied.
Chen Xiaomei brought Chen Liping and Liu Yi to be the chef, the two grandmas were the sous chefs, and Xiao Zhu was the trainee. Liu Yi was still the main chef. She was already able to cook as she pleased. She could mix and match the dishes as she pleased. Everything would become a dish. Xiao Zhu worshipped her from the side.
The two grandpas played mahjong with Liu Dehou and Zheng Jianyi. They found out that Zheng Jianyi did not know how to play at first. After a round, they found out that Zheng Jianyi knew how to play. After another round, they were done for. Zheng Jianyi would not lose again. His brain was like a high-speed computer. Chen Weizheng picked up Liu Yu's grandmother. As soon as they entered the house, Zheng Jianyi shouted, "Weizheng, come quickly! Substitute! When I close my eyes, all I see is the flying mahjong tiles." Everyone laughed. Liu Dehou said, "Playing mahjong like this, I don't know if it's for fun or to tire yourself out!"
Chen Weizheng did not substitute for him. Xiao Song replaced him. Xiao Song was very good at playing mahjong. He was comfortable playing mahjong, and he was comfortable with playing mahjong. But in the end, he was always the one to draw. After a round, Liu Dehou lamented, "Playing mahjong with Xiao Song is so depressing!"
The two grandmas sat with Liu Yu's grandmother. Chen Weizheng gave them a set of large tiles for them to touch. Liu Dehou also asked Chen Weizheng to find a set of large tiles. He played with the two grandpas and did not play with Xiao Song. They were not of the same level, so it was awkward to play with them.
Xiao Song found a set of large tiles and played with Zheng Jianyi and Liu Yu. The three of them did not know the rules at all. After Chen Weizheng explained the rules, a classic competitive game appeared at the table. Zheng Jianyi was good at calculation, Xiao Song was good at strategy, and Xiao Yu was completely strange. It was normal for there to be a winner. After an hour of playing, there was no draw. Chen Weizheng watched a game from the side and lamented, "Playing mahjong with you guys will make my life short."
Zheng Tien-tien taught Hua Zheng how to play Chinese chess. In less than ten minutes, he was counter-controlled by Hua Zheng. After that, he did not win a game. Zheng Tien-tien was very depressed.
Chen Weizheng went to the temporary ancestral hall and invited Chen Zhengquan to his family's altar to celebrate the New Year with his family. There was no ancestral hall this year. The temporary ancestral hall was too simple and shabby. Chen Weizheng's action touched Chen Zhengquan. Gods and ghosts were lonely, and days were like years. In the past few years in Chen Village, Chen Zhengquan had a lot of power and influence. In this district, he was already a boss. He brought happiness, blessings, and health to the people in the village. Looking at the whole family burning incense on the altar, the offering of three animals, and Liu Yi burning paper and candles, Chen Zhengquan could not help but sigh at his good luck. He met a descendant who took him back from hundreds of miles away and became a family with descendants to enjoy. Chen Zhengquan also secretly reminded himself to maintain the peace and stability of the village, to create a kind of auspicious and righteous atmosphere, so that happiness could be passed on forever.
One cup of tea and three cups of wine, first tea and then wine. After toasting to the ancestors, it was his turn. This year, everyone in Chen Village moved to new houses and celebrated the New Year at home. In the house of Chen Weilai, the great hero of Chen Village, the first sound of firecrackers for the New Year's Eve dinner was heard. This was the result of the whole village's discussion. The honor of the first sound of firecrackers this year was awarded to the great hero, Chen Weilai. Then, every family opened the door of the yard, took out hundreds of thousands of firecrackers, and set them off on the side street.
Chen Weigang wanted to say something to Chen Weizheng, but the deafening sound of firecrackers was too loud to hear clearly. The two of them could only shake their heads and give up.
In the thick smell of smoke, the New Year's Eve dinner began.
Chen Weizheng came back after setting off the firecrackers. Zheng Tien-tien and Hua Zheng also rushed back home with firecrackers dust all over their bodies. There were one or two tables in the house, and they were having a heated discussion. There were fifteen people, not too little, not too much.
Chen Weizheng said that there were conditions and facilities, and they could have one or two tables if they wanted. Everyone agreed that one table was good, but the table was not big enough. Chen Weizheng told everyone that the table was not big enough, and they could just change the table surface. Their house did not have anything else, but they had a lot of tables. He asked Xiao Song and Zheng Jianyi to help. From the roof, they took down a big core board that was left behind from the renovation. It was 1.22 meters by 2.44 meters wide, and they placed it on two round tables. Then, they took out a large tablecloth and covered it. Liu Yi laid a tablecloth on top of it. Then, they lined up three induction cookers and placed three steaming hot pot on top of it. This year's New Year was a little cold, so hot pot was the most reliable.
Fifteen chairs were placed on the table. The size was just right. It was not crowded, and it was very spacious. It was a little like a Western dining table. At this time, Grandpa said, "Weizheng, your table is quite creative. You can consider making a table that is not for temporary use. It is suitable for our household. This table is usually a square table. It is 1.2 meters long and 1.2 meters wide. It is very convenient for eight people to sit down. If there are more people, you can add an arc that can be flipped up on both sides. It will become the shape of a sports field. If there are more people, you can make a square that can be flipped up on the other side. It will become our current situation. "
"Grandpa Chen is right." Xiao Yu said, "These few days, I have been thinking about some things about the old Ming State. I have not been able to figure out what kind of existence they should be. Grandpa Chen's words made me think it through. It doesn't matter what kind of fixed form it is. We have to be prepared for various forms. No matter what kind of development and change it is, we can deal with it at any time. "
"I agree," Xiao Song said. "The situation over there is changeable. We have to have the ability to deal with the changes in an instant. I have already contacted Sister Hui. After the New Year, I want to make a trip to the old Ming State. This inspection is the title of my first-year thesis. During this period of time, when talking about the old Ming State, some people are saying whether this place belongs to the capitalist or the socialists. I want to understand if there should be a third way. "
"Uncle Song, if you go with this kind of thinking, you will definitely not be able to write your thesis well," Hua Zheng said.
Everyone looked at him strangely. What kind of thesis did he know at such a young age? Liu Dehou did not think so. He looked at Hua Zheng with an encouraging gaze. He wanted to know what kind of unique opinions Hua Zheng had.
Hua Zheng said, "It snowed yesterday. God did not discuss with anyone and it just snowed. It was all white. Great-grandfather took me to see the snow. He took me to see the snow on the ground, the snow on the grass, the snow on the roof, the snow on the trees, the snow in the fields, and the snow on Longshan. Among them, the ugliest was the snow on Longshan. The snow was connected to the sky. It was hazy and there was no outline or edge. After returning, great-grandfather gave me the assignment to draw the snow on Longshan. I thought about it for a long time and finally drew it. I will show it to you all. "
Liu Yi stood up and pressed down on her son who wanted to get down to take the painting. She said, "Son, don't move. Mom will get it."
Liu Yi carefully took the painting and showed it to everyone. The painting was very light. It was mostly white. Only some places were shaded with light ink. One could only see that it was Longshan. Only the fine brush outlined the Longshan Horned Dragon Pine. There was no explanation in the painting. There were only three words in the upper right corner: Longshan Snow.
After looking at the painting, no one spoke. After a while, Grandpa Chen said, "Looking at a painting is not a painting. Looking at the snow is not snow. Whether it is capitalist or socialist has nothing to do with you. Objectively examine everything, objectively accept everything. The most important thing is to communicate with the objective. Without communication, he is him and you are you. Once you communicate, you will know him and he will know you. Only then can you see the snow on a piece of white paper."
"Hua Zheng, tell me, how did you come up with the idea to draw this painting?" Grandpa Liu asked.
"Later, I remembered that great-grandfather told me about the snow in Mr. Lu Xun's heart. It is a kind of wind strength of water, the essence of rain, the light of the sun, the mist of fire, but it is not snow. So I knew how to draw it! "Hua Zheng said.
The whole family was unable to express their opinion. It seemed inappropriate to praise or praise.
Chen Weizheng raised his wine glass and cheered!
Outside, the best food was still the New Year's Eve dinner at a farmer's house. A few days ago, seeing that the weather had turned cold, Wei Zhang had sent a side of pork over. It was more than 50 kilograms of meat. Wei Zhang said that he had specially gone to Baoshi Village to collect the New Year's Eve pig. The so-called New Year's Eve pig was a local pig that had been raised for more than a year. This kind of pig was delicious and had the smell of pig. It was not like the commercial pigs sold outside that were only raised for three months and did not have the smell of pig. As a result, this meal became a true farmer's meal. The main dish was pork, supplemented by chicken, duck, and fish.
There were three hot pots with three different flavors. The first was the chicken hot pot made by Chen Liping. She used a whole local chicken raised in Chen Village and simmered it for several hours. She added matsutake, tiger palm mushrooms, morel mushrooms, and other rare wild mushrooms, as well as bamboo fungus and other mountain herbs. The taste was delicious and nourishing. Grandpa Liu's evaluation of this hot pot was that the vegetables were more expensive than the meat, and the soup was more delicious than the vegetables.
The second dish was the shabu pan made by Chen Xiaomei. The pork bones, beef bones, and chicken bones were crushed in a pressure cooker and then boiled in water to create a farmer's broth. This broth was used as the base of the pot to cook all kinds of vegetables.
In the middle of the big table was a fragrant dry pot. This was a cooking method that could only be eaten by slaughtering pigs in the countryside. The streaky pork was boiled in water and then boiled in water. The pig head meat was boiled in water and then sliced and then stir-fried with pickled peppers, garlic, and white celery. It was as simple as that. Seeing this big pot, Xiao Song smiled. The New Year's dishes in his dreams were exactly like this.
Five cups of duck, five-willow fish, braised pork knuckle, braised pork ribs, braised pork in soy sauce, boiled meat …
With Liu Dehou's tacit approval, Xiao Song joined the drinking army this year. With Chen Weizheng, Zheng Jianyi, and Xiao Song drinking, the drinking speed was quite astonishing. When Liu Dehou saw that Xiao Song was not drunk at all after drinking three cups of wine, he knew that his son had indeed grown up. Xiao Yu really wanted to drink, but he was stopped by his grandmother. Chen Weizheng told him that 16 years old was a threshold. After 16 years old, he would allow him to drink. Xiao Yu curled his fingers and counted. After the New Year, he would be 14 years old!
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