On the morning of New Year's Eve, Canghai slept until after seven o'clock before opening his eyes. It was not Canghai laziness, but now everyone loves sleeping in. When they get up early, they cook alone and wait for everyone to get up and have another meal. That would be too troublesome. In addition, it was snowing outside and there was nothing to do after eating. They had to run back to bed and lie down. It would be better to sleep until they were hungry before getting up.

After opening his eyes, he did not get up immediately. Instead, he was tired of being in bed with Shiwei until 8:30, and then got up from the bed and started preparing to cook.

There is nothing to pay attention to during the New Year's Eve except supper, and everything is fine. Last night, Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng suggested cooking white rice porridge, so the staple food this morning was white rice porridge, plus the fried oil cakes sent by Aunt San yesterday, as well as the fried fish made by her home. It was steamed in a pot and it was a meal with two pickles.

Canghai just entered the kitchen and saw that Ping An was already working. The kid was selecting leeks in the kitchen. The small leeks cut from the greenhouse were green and watery, and some of them had dewdrops hanging on the leaves.

The purpose of choosing leeks is to make dumplings at night. This kind of small leaf is not big in leeks, and it is almost half the height of the big leeks sold in the vegetable market. There are dead leaves on each leek, which need to be selected by hand. The difficult-to-choose small leaf leek is a good ingredient for making dumplings and has a strong taste. Whether it is paired with eggs or meat, it is the best leek dumpling stuffing ingredients.

Canghai family has many people during the New Year this year, so the amount of leeks is naturally large. Of course, it is impossible to eat only one type of dumpling during the New Year and have to have other fillings, such as celery and horse vegetable fillings. However, these two fillings are also easy to make. Dried horse vegetable was flooded last night, so just go to the greenhouse to transfer the celery directly.

"Second brother, what do you think Wu Hui is doing at home now?" Ping'an saw Canghai walking into the house and looked up and asked.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "What, you miss Wu Hui just a few days after leaving?"

Ping An's face turned red, and after a while, she said, "I just feel a little empty when she is missing, as if something is missing suddenly."

"She will come back after the New Year." Cang Hai walked to the rice cabinet, picked up a small measuring instrument and started to scoop rice into the basin. After scooping it around, he felt that it seemed a little worse, so he scooped it a little more.

He took the basin containing rice and came to the faucet and twisted it gently, put it up to collect water and wash the rice.

"Second brother!"

Ping'an was about to say something else, but when he saw the curtain at the door being picked up, Xu Xiaomin walked into the room and had to close his mouth.

Xu Xiaomin saw Canghai washing rice, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Canghai, what can I help?"

Canghai smiled and said, "Godmother, just take a good rest. There was not much work this morning, so white rice porridge and other things are easy to cook."

Cang Hai is telling the truth. In the past, it was either hand-rolled noodles or messy every morning. Cang Hai and Shi Wei had to work for an hour or two for every breakfast. Today, the white porridge and cakes are relatively too pediatric.

"It's almost ten hours of sleep. If you sleep, you'll be ruined. It's better to get up and find something to do," said Xu Xiaomin.

Xu Xiaomin is a little older now and has a little bad sleep. He only spends five or six hours a day, and can sleep seven or eight hours every now and then. Although he sometimes gets a nap at noon, he still feels that his body is starting to decline.

I went to Canghai for two nights and slept until dawn every day. I lay on the bed and seemed to be someone who had used the magic. I fell asleep shortly after a decade. The nearly ten hours of sleep made Xu Xiaomin open his eyes after seven o'clock. When I opened my eyes, I would get up, but I couldn't get up, and I had nothing to do in bed. I said I should go out and go out. It was snowing outside. Finally, I got up and finally got up at Canghai. How could Xu Xiaomin be willing to go back to the house?

Seeing that Canghai was not giving jobs, Xu Xiaomin simply pulled a small stool and sat next to Ping'an, helping Ping'an choose leeks.

"Where is the godfather?" Cang Hai asked.

Xu Xiaomin replied after hearing this, "He is like a fish in water here. Every day, he either plays chess with a group of old men or gathers together to listen to books and talk about ancient things. He came back from the east end of the village at about ten o'clock. Now he sleeps like a dead pig, and he is snoring very much!"

He said this, but he was extremely happy. Qi Feng was worried all day long when he was doing such a big career. He had less sleep time than Xu Xiaomin and his sleep quality was also poor. Now that he had two sleeps here and he found that he would sleep for seven or eight hours every day when he lay down and opened his eyes. When he had a good sleep, his mood naturally improved. So in the past two days, Qi Feng was smiling and looked full of energy, as if he was five or six years younger.

As soon as he got up, Qi Feng didn't have to think about the company's affairs, so he worked with Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng to find a group of old men in the village to play poker and chess. The game was so fun. In Qi Yue's words, when he arrived in Sijiaping, Qi Feng's father was the most active one in the family.

"Just sleep well, I'm afraid my godfather will be a little unsuitable for the first time," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Xu Xiaomin said: "He is too adaptable, and I even suspect that he is reluctant to leave."

Canghai laughed and said, "I can't bear to leave. I'll tell the village in the spring of the next year that you are also working on the Kong kiln here. If you want to come here, you will live for two days. The kiln you built by yourself will feel more home-like when you live."

"You can't say anything. I really want to build a kiln here to live in it," said Xu Xiaomin.

"Then you go back and talk to your godfather, and you agreed to wait until the soil is not so hard when spring begins, so you can open a kiln with Wen Yidao's family," Canghai said.

Now Sijiaping Village has less than 100 people, and by family, there are only about ten families. This is enough to break everyone into small families. There are few people around. Not to mention one or two more kilns, even if there are ten or eight more, it is not as big as a normal village.

While talking, Canghai signaled Ping An to come and burn the fire.

Ping An clapped his hands and sat directly behind the stove. He quickly picked up a handful of wheat poles and bent the head and tail, used a lighter to turn the fire on the wheat poles and draw the fire, and led the torch to put the wheat poles into the stove. Then he threw in some tiny branches, waiting for the small branches to almost burn, and finally split the firewood.

Cang Hai poured the rice into the pot, added a few scoops of water, brushed the bamboo curtain, put it on the pot, and then put the cakes to be steamed, fried fish and other things on the curtain, and covered the lid of the pot.

Everything was fine, and the curtain was picked up again, and Fang Wu walked in.

"Is there anything I have to do?" Fang Wu saw Xu Xiaomin there, and his eyes lit up. He opened his mouth and was about to do his job, obviously preparing to start his mother-in-law's route.

"Take the leeks!" Cang Hai pointed out.

When Fang Wu saw that it was exactly what I wanted, he immediately sat on the small stool where he was sitting safely, grabbed a handful of leeks and started to sort out.

When it comes to Xu Xiaomin and Qi Feng's attitude towards Fang Wu, Cang Hai secretly nodded. The two of them treated Fang Wu as if they were Ping An, with a certain distance and intimacy. They seemed to have no idea about Fang Wu's pursuit of his daughter, and expressed their attitude, that is, they were not ready to interfere in the affairs of Fang Wu and his daughter.

Fang Wu didn't know what he was thinking, but Cang Hai knew that this had represented a kind of default between the two: as long as you have the ability to chase my daughter, then we have no objection.

This attitude is very open-minded, not like many Chinese parents. They interfere with the transition of their children's marriages, or the like, are not what they consider. The couple's request for their future son-in-law is that they can only be good to their daughter.

"Auntie, did you sleep well last night?" Fang Wu sorted out two leeks and started flattering mode.

Xu Xiaomin smiled and said, "Thank you, I slept well. I have been sleeping enough every day for the past two days."

"That's good! By the way, the snow outside has stopped today. I heard Qi Yue say that there are many fun things here. If you have time, you can go out to play with your uncle, skiing, or go fishing on the river with Bo Qu and Bo Xu and others..." Fang Wu said.

Canghai used to think that Fang Wu was just a dull man, but he never thought that when he met his mother-in-law, he would talk none the end of his mouth.

Xu Xiaomin laughed and said, "Where can I play that!"

Canghai listened to the interface and said, "How about you go skiing? You don't need to learn how to learn. Just take a small sled and sit on the half slope, and it will naturally slide down."

Xu Xiaomin really has no one to talk about here. Shi Wei is too young, and the villagers have no common language with her. The villagers can make shoes or something together. Xu Xiaomin doesn’t know. One is the wealthy wife who lives in a villa in the city, and the other is the peasant woman in the village who really can’t find any topic to talk about. After making a few polite words, she can only talk awkwardly. It’s really boring.

"Let's talk about it." Xu Xiaomin mainly uses books to pass the time these two days. She also likes activities like reading books. She sat down by the large floor-to-ceiling window in the house, placed a cup of hot tea on the small mattress next to her, flipped over a good book, and when she was tired of reading, she looked up and let her eyes pass through the window, and enjoyed the snow scene around her. Because Sijiaping Village is higher, at first glance, the world is vast and the magnificent scene of the vast sky and wide earth is not comparable to that of a demon.

Just as he was about to say something, Cang Hai turned his head and found that the pot was covered with heat, so he said to Ping An: "Low heat, no need to have a high heat, just simmer it for a while. Go and call Uncle Qu and Uncle Xu to come over. When they get up, it's time to eat."

Fang Wu heard this and said, "I'll go!"

Cang Hai nodded after hearing this, and then instructed, "Don't knock on the door when you go outside, listen with your ears. If the two of you get up, call them to come and have dinner. If you don't get up, don't call them. These two old men are very angry when they wake up. If you call them up, it's like waking up the two old lions, it would be strange if they don't tear them away."

Fang Wu nodded after hearing this, then washed his hands, wiped it with a dry towel and went out.

"Are the two of them so interesting?" Xu Xiaomin asked with a smile.

Cang Hai shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The two old men pay the most attention to this. They feel that they will naturally open their eyes until they sleep. If they are woken up by anyone, they will lose their temper!"

Canghai didn't understand that the reason why the two old men came to Sijiaping was the sleeping problem. They were not insomnia, and the two old men were much more sensitive to the surrounding conditions at this age. They could last for half a day when they slept in big cities for eight hours, and had to take a nap at noon. When they went to Sijiaping for eight or nine hours, they could keep their spirits well for a day, and their whole body was refreshed. Otherwise, as for the genius, they just left, the two old men came over again. People like them still lacked a quiet villa in the city?

When they arrived at Sijiaping, the two old men were particularly concerned about sleeping. Unless the house caught fire, who would wake them up, they would get angry at whom. After getting angry at the followers twice before, the whole village knew about the two old men's problems, so no one called them when they were sleeping again.
Chapter completed!