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Chapter 66

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    "Kids, don't be greedy, after Laba is the New Year;

    Laba porridge, drink it for a few days, and it will be twenty-three miles;

    Twenty-three, Tanggua sticky;

    Twenty-four house sweeps;

    Twenty-five, frozen tofu;

    Twenty-six, stewed pork;

    Twenty-seven, kill a chicken;

    Twenty-eight, hair the face;

    Twenty-nine, steamed buns;

    Thirty nights stay up one night;

    New Year's Day twists and turns.  "

    Even in rural areas, life has been easier these years after all, and Chinese New Year is the biggest event of the year for rural people.  Simple farmers will use all the good things they have praised for a year to entertain guests, and of course they will not treat themselves who have worked hard for a year.

    At five o'clock in the morning on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, the sky was still immersed in darkness.  In addition to the "dangdang" sound from the old wall clock, what can remind people of the early morning is that they also have a natural timekeeper.

    The roosters of each family have already crowed and scrambled for each other.

    "Cuckoo." The voice was crisp and loud, and its quality was many times higher than that of this old wall clock.  Chen Yao had already been awakened by the crowing of the rooster, or she was awakened by the excitement. Today, her father is going to kill the chicken.

    Killing chickens is something Chenyao has been looking forward to since entering the twelfth lunar month.  She loves chicken so much.  The chicks who grew up with the food she planted by herself, the meat is so delicious, coupled with her mother's excellent cooking skills, in her current understanding, eating the chicken stewed by her mother is simply the happiest thing in life,  Although it is only once a year, it is even more important to cherish it.

    "Let's go, get up and kill chickens." The bed in winter is so warm, if it is normal, Chen Yao will definitely stay in the bed and refuse to get up.  She was always wondering why Dad could always get up from such a warm bed so easily, put on cold clothes and go to work?  Why not stay in bed for a while and enjoy this comfortable bed?

    Of course she doesn't understand at her age. Dad's mentality is carrying a family. He wants a family. No matter how difficult the environment is, he must overcome it.

    As soon as his father said a word, he got up from the bed and put on his clothes.

    "Father, let me get up and boil water for you." Chen Yao excitedly asked Ying to work.

    "You want to watch murder again, why don't you know it's disgusting, you." The second sister Chen Yu let out a voice of disgust, but she clearly saw through her heart.  But she doesn't care, that's her real purpose.

    "Our fourth child is bold. Seeing that you guys are too lazy, get up quickly." Mom patted the fourth child's bed twice, and the fourth child deeply understood the compliment, and immediately set off to get dressed.  Although the inner excitement is fiery, the reality that cannot be ignored is that after a night in the cold air, the heavy cotton coat is freezing cold.  However, she is still as cold as a ninja, arguing with her second sister.

    "I am willing. I dare to watch killing chickens, but you don't dare to watch." She hummed and showed off. The second sister, Chen Yu, gave her a blank look, tucked her quilt, turned around and continued to squint.  eye sleep.  The elder sister and the third sister next to her seemed to stay out of the matter, immersed in a sweet sleep.

    The chicken that will be killed today is different from the chickens in the past. Usually chickens are raised for one year and then become a New Year¡¯s Eve dinner during the Chinese New Year. In addition, roosters are generally raised in rural areas.  It grows faster and the meat is tastier.  But the chicken to be killed today is an old hen that the family has raised for three years.  This is an old hen with pure white feathers, and the yellow beak is the only color on its body.  The eggs outside are too expensive for them to afford. This chicken is very competitive. Since the day it started laying eggs, it has fixed one egg every day, and sometimes even produces several double-yolk eggs.  Its eggs become the nutrition of the whole family, so because of this credit, it is the only chicken in the family that can live for one year and then live for three years.  Now, it is old, and it is a big harvest to lay two eggs a week, but it still eats a lot. Yesterday Chen Yao rubbed a whole corn to feed it.  In rural areas, the investment is greater than the output. Rural people will not bear such consequences. They cannot bear it. Therefore, the only way to wait for the old hen is to become a vegetable. It will exert its last residual heat, that is, convenience  into dishes, a final devotion to the family that once fed it.  It is a beast, born to contribute.  Its contribution is by transforming food into eggs and meat, and then completing its mission.

    Chen Yao followed behind her father, cheering on the heat for her hands.  But Dad looked around the yard but couldn't find the old hen.

    "Cuckoo, cluck, cluck." Dad used his voice to lure the old hen out. Usually, it was the sound of feeding.There is still a trace of temperature on the egg, which is the body temperature of the old hen.

    "It's so old, and it's still laying eggs so hard. It's true, knowing how to kill it, I didn't run away." Li Changqing was talking to himself, but Chen Yao could hear it clearly.

    Half an hour later, the old hen had been chopped into pieces and was lying quietly in a bright red red basin.

    Yang Yi's task is to do this every year, buy meat, stew it well, and then the family will put the meat in bowls together.  The custom in the countryside is that when inviting relatives, there must be two bowls of fat meat on each table, which are placed upside down on the plate; lean meat is sliced, and each table has one plate; each table has one fish and one plate of chicken.  Yes, and the rest will have their own characteristics according to the differences of each family.

    What the four children love most is the process of filling the meat bowl. They will stay next to a large pot of stew in the name of helping their mother fill the meat bowl.  There are some small pieces of meat in their mouths. This is the happiest time of the year. They have never had many opportunities to eat so much meat at one time.  Although Chen Yao also likes to eat minced meat, what she is most looking forward to is chicken.  She loves chicken, at least she loves chicken more than pork, but in their living environment, she has no likes or dislikes, she can only eat what she has, besides, she can eat it once or twice  Meat is already hard to come by, where can I choose.  However, Chinese New Year is different. With chicken, she can choose to eat less pork and more chicken.

    After waiting for a year, the time finally came, and the family gathered together to fill the meat bowl.

    "Second brother, hurry up and eat some chicken wings to make up for it, you're the only one who is thinner." The second sister, Chen Yu, doesn't like to eat, especially polenta, so every time Yang Yi makes polenta, she always makes a fuss.  Temper, but also because of her tricky mouth, extremely thin body.  Chen Yao watched as her favorite chicken wings were put into the bowls of the second sister and the third sister respectively. The third sister needed to replenish her body because she was in the most important stage of the high school entrance examination.  She thinks that she is also a person who is facing an important exam at this moment, or that she is not so easy to support and doesn't pick any acne.  She silently put the chicken feet into her bowl, and gnawed silently aside.

    "Changqing, come over and have some chicken. It's just stewed today. It's hot and delicious. I don't know if there will be any leftover after inviting relatives." Yang Yi also just took a bite of the chicken gizzard, and then bit the chicken gizzard.  It became five small pieces, such small pieces, and put them in a bowl, so that everyone could get a small piece.

    "I don't want to eat it, you can eat it. I can just eat pork." Li Changqing put the chicken neck and a small piece of chicken gizzard in his bowl into the bowl of the little girl Chen Yao, and Chen Yao happily ate it  .

    In Chen Yao's memory, Li Changqing never touched a bite of chicken that year, even when he was a guest at someone's house, he never touched a chopstick.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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