What is a fat year?

The family gathered in a rented house to have New Year's Eve dinner. This was by no means a fat year.

It’s definitely not a fat year when I can’t live with my family and have to book a hotel room.

If there is not much laughter and laughter, but there is too much anger and complaining, then it is not a fat year.

This year, Zhang Wei really experienced the "fat year"...

When Zhang Wei drove more than 1,600 kilometers and saw his parents who had been waiting outside to greet him in front of the grand courtyard with red lanterns hanging, the journey would have been hundreds of times more difficult.

He felt it was worth every penny.

"Son, you are back."

Zhang Wei's father's simple words were better than countless sensational words in the world and made Zhang Wei's eyes wet.

Zhang Wei's mother smiled and opened her arms to Shirley: "Daughter-in-law, you have worked hard on the journey."

Zhang Wei's brother hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the luggage from Zhang Wei's hand: "I'll grab the luggage, brother, sister-in-law, please come in and warm yourself up."

The tender scene at the door is just the beginning of "Fat Year". On the way from the gate to the house, Zhang Weicai saw the "arrogance" of "Fat Year".

"Son, these are two sheep that Dad bought specially from the village. They were not fed at all. They were raised by the villagers themselves. They were killed for food during the New Year. If it hadn't been for one of Dad's comrades who worked as a gangster in the village,

Secretary, even outsiders with money can't buy it. Let's eat one at home during the Chinese New Year, and you can take the other one back to Shanghai..."

"Son, these are two big roosters raised by your mother's friend's house. They were killed yesterday. Didn't you see how beautiful these big roosters are? The feathers on the tail are half a foot long..."

"Son, do you and your wife want to eat rabbit? Look at the box under the window sill. Ask your mother to stew it for you and take some back to Shanghai..."

"That pot is your mother's fried meatballs..."

"That pot is your mother's stewed beef bones..."

…

On the way into the house, Zhang Wei's father happily introduced to his son the New Year's goods prepared at home, and kept arranging for Zhang Wei to take some of this and that back home.

This made Zhang Wei have an illusion: Dad, you don’t think that your son and daughter-in-law came back from the slums...

Of course, a fat year can't just eat "lavishly", but also live "lavishly".

This year, Zhang Wei and his wife no longer have to live in a hotel in the embarrassment. The two-story Western-style building is enough to accommodate their whole family.

Zhang Wei's mother had arranged the largest room on the second floor early and specially reserved it for her eldest son and his wife. The room has an area of ​​more than fifty square meters, a spacious big bed, brand-new bedding, and a separate bathroom.

Zhang Wei even found the sink used to place the cat poop basin in the bathroom. He thought it was specially prepared for Yaya. Unfortunately, they did not come back together with Yaya this time.

What moved Zhang Wei even more was that there was a huge wedding photo of him and Shirley hanging on the wall above his bed, and there was also an exquisite photo frame with photos of him and Shirley on the bedside table, and this was the only room in the entire two-story building.

The room is paved with wooden floors.

Obviously everything in this room is specially tailored for the eldest son and his wife.

Shirley fell in love with this room at first sight. She especially loved the double sofa placed in front of the large desk, which made it much more comfortable for her to sit for long periods of time while answering questions.

Of course, a fat year can’t just be about food and accommodation.

There should be more and bigger blessing characters, the lanterns should be beautiful and big, the TV set for the family to watch the Spring Festival Gala should be bigger, the dumplings made for the family to watch the Spring Festival Gala must also be bigger, and even the fire, which represents prosperity, must be larger than in previous years.

Be taller and bigger.

And Zhang Wei’s favorite firecrackers, he even prepared two large boxes? This year he and his brother had a lot of fun...

Since the first day of the Lunar New Year, there has been an endless stream of relatives and friends visiting Zhang Wei's house to pay New Year's greetings. Even the second uncle and third uncle, who are always stingy, came to Zhang Wei's house to pay New Year's greetings, carrying large and small bags and a lot of new year's goods.

Zhang Wei's father has always been generous to his two younger brothers. This year, he not only gave the two children a lot of New Year's money, but also packed a lot of meat for the two families to take home after they had finished eating and drinking.

Zhang Wei just looked at his second aunt's face with a chrysanthemum smile and knew that his family would definitely make a profit from this New Year's greeting.

After the two families left, Zhang Wei went into the kitchen to help his mother clean up.

Surprisingly, her mother didn't say anything to complain about these two families today. Even if Zhang Wei took the initiative to shift the topic to these two families, Zhang Wei's mother only talked about it in a few words and didn't want to talk about it in depth. It was as if the past grudges were over.

It was as if the past had been wiped out, which still puzzled Zhang Wei.

"Mom, have you reconciled with your second uncle and third uncle's family now?"

"What's the point of reconciliation? After all, they are all your father's biological brothers? No matter how wronged I am, I can't not care about your father's feelings..."

"The Book of Rites" says: "The sincerity of a father, the harmony of brothers, the harmony of husband and wife, the prosperity of the family".

This year's Spring Festival is the fattest year in Zhang Wei's life.

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Good times are always short, and that is why they are never forgotten.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Wei returned to his home in Shanghai. He still couldn't adjust to the feeling of loss after the warmth. He stayed at home all day and looked a little listless.

Fortunately, I also had a lot of food brought back from my hometown to comfort me.

Yaya, who had been alone at home for more than ten days, became even more clingy. He would either watch Shirley while she slept, or squat next to Zhang Wei to paw at him. Even when Zhang Wei went to the bathroom to have a big bath, the little guy would squat on her.

Looking at him from the door, he is so well-behaved that it makes people feel pitiful.

After a groggy day, Zhang Wei got up early to make breakfast the next day. He saw that the whole frozen sheep in the kitchen had begun to thaw, so Zhang Wei hurriedly checked it again.

Then he sighed: "This sheep must be sent to Lao Hu as soon as possible, otherwise it will definitely spoil if it is kept for another two days."

I have to say that the weather in Shanghai makes it really difficult to store things. If I were still in my hometown in Shanxi at this time, this mutton would have been left in the yard for more than a month without being thawed.

After making breakfast, Zhang Wei felt that Lao Hu should get up, so he found his mobile phone and dialed Lao Hu's number.

"Dudu...Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off..."

Hearing the same shutdown tone as yesterday, Zhang Wei hung up the phone depressedly.

Zhang Wei thought to himself that Lao Hu had gone abroad to accompany Ruan Xiaoling? Otherwise, why would he still be unable to contact anyone after the New Year?

Thinking that if Lao Hu really went abroad, he still didn't know when he would come back, so Zhang Wei mentally looked for a home for this frozen sheep.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he thought of a more suitable candidate than Lao Hu.

"Hey, Brother Hu, you can only blame yourself for not being lucky enough."

As soon as he thought of it, Zhang Wei immediately dialed Mr. Xin's number.

"Fat man, your New Year's call is a bit late." Mr. Xin started teasing Zhang Wei as soon as he answered the phone.

"Sister Xin, as the saying goes, the first lunar month is the year, so it's not too late to wish you a happy new year on the ninth day of the lunar month."

"You didn't think of your sister and me because you were thinking about work, right?"

"How is that possible? I have always been thinking about Sister Xin's kindness. No, I came all the way from my hometown to fight a sheep. The first thing I thought of was you, Sister Xin. If you don't appreciate it, I'll give it to you.

Brother."

"Tch, then you should send it to your brother Hu as soon as possible. The United States is not far away anyway. It only takes more than ten hours to fly there, but you can't get the frozen sheep on the plane."
Chapter completed!