Time passes slowly.

The store business is getting more and more prosperous.

Every time Zhao Ce sees Zhao Wensheng, he always smiles.

After all, the business in the store is so good, he has also distributed a lot of money this year.

In early December, Zhao Youcai and Li also called matchmakers.

I went to Ahua's house to hire him.

The betrothal gift is naturally much heavier than expected.

After getting a job, I decided to get married next year.

Before spring plowing, the two will get married.

When Zhao Wenhao came to Zhao Ce's house to work that day, he was caught by the villagers and joked.

"Wenhao will get married next year, and it won't be long before he can give birth to a big fat boy."

"Yes, Ah Hua looks so beautiful, Wen Hao is so lucky."

Zhao Wenhao scratched his head stupidly and said in a low voice: "I'll work hard..."

After all the words, everyone was laughing at me.

In this way, the winter solstice will soon arrive.

The so-called "Winter Solstice is as big as the New Year".

Every household started to get busy and started to make their local specialty foods.

Su Caier didn't have time to go to the city to learn embroidery today.

After Zhao Ce left, Su Caier arrived at Li's house.

Li said with a smile: "Come?"

"Wash your hands and get ready to start."

After sifting the flour, add water and stir-fry in an iron pot.

After frying, add raw flour to the fried noodle lump while it is hot and rub it together.

When I rubbed a whole piece of flour and became chubby, there was no crack at the noodles.

It's been rubbed.

The fried pork and leek filling exudes an attractive fragrance and is placed aside.

The next steps are almost the same as making dumplings.

While doing it, Li taught Su Caier.

"Now the family is in good condition. Every year during the holidays, I have to prepare some of this for worship."

Su Caier listened to her words while learning seriously.

When Zhao Ce came back, he saw white smoke steaming in the pot.

After Su Caier brought water to wipe his face and hands, a bowl of steamed steamed and watered with chicken soup was brought up.

Su Caier said happily: "Husband, this is what my aunt taught me."

"Do you taste it?"

Zhao Ce also ate a lot of this when he was a child.

However, when I grew up, the New Year atmosphere became weaker and my family no longer liked to deal with these troublesome things.

Now that I see it again, I don’t have to fast my index finger.

After taking a bite, he stretched out his thumb.

"Well, it's so delicious!"

Seeing his exaggerated praise, Su Caier smiled so hard that her eyebrows were curved.

"Why don't you eat? Come and eat together."

Su Caier responded.

I also filled a bowl myself and sat opposite me and started eating.

It was cold outside.

But the pot in the kitchen was filled with white smoke and firewood in the stove, which made the whole kitchen warm.

I was eating fine pasta in my mouth, and there was meat in it.

Sitting opposite is the partner whom I want to spend my whole life with.

Su Caier couldn't help but sigh: "Husband, it's so good..."

Zhao Ce smiled and looked up at her.

"Yeah, that's great."

......

After the winter solstice, Laba also arrived as scheduled.

After eating Laba porridge, the school will soon be on holiday.

Before the Little New Year, after Li Xiucai gave everyone some homework, he announced that the restaurant would be closed for holiday.

This holiday will be held until the seventh day of the Chinese New Year and will come back again.

The day after Zhao Ce returned, he started to set up a stall at his doorstep and wrote couplets for the villagers.

Asked Zhao Wenhao and the others to help, they moved a long table out.

Two benches, two four treasures of the study.

Everyone who had already received the news all went to Zhao Ce’s doorstep with the red paper they had cut.

Zhao Ce also had a festive look on his face and said loudly: "Everyone line up."

"I write couplets here, only the word "Fu" and go to Cai'er next to me."

Su Caier sat aside, straightening her posture, but her eyes and eyebrows were all smiling.

"This is amazing. Does Cai'er also write?"

"I heard that Zhao Ce had good grades in the school, and Cai'er could write, so it was nothing strange."

"Then I'll ask Cai'er to write me the word "Fu" to see."

Many people rushed to Su Caier curiously.

Su Caier swallowed her saliva nervously when she did these things for the first time.

My hands were a little cold and took the first person's red paper.

After handing over the red paper from this aunt, she was inexplicably infected by Su Caier and swallowed nervously.

The voices of the people around him were unconsciously reduced.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. If the writing is broken, we have red paper at home. I'll pay my aunt one more piece of it."

The aunt smiled and said, "Where can I write badly? As long as I write it like the words, it's fine. We don't pay so much attention to it!"

Everyone around them laughed.

Su Caier's nervous mood also eased.

She practiced this word for a full month.

My husband also said that she wrote very well.

Su Caier calmed down and picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote it out in a similar way.

After writing, I found that what I wrote was as good as usual, but I was quite satisfied.

The aunt picked up her red paper and praised her, "Cai'er wrote so well!"

"I read that the village chief wrote is not as good as yours."

Li, who heard it next to him, couldn't help but laugh and scold, "With Cai'er writing for you, I'll dislike my old man."

After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

With the beginning, the one behind becomes smoother.

Some aunts in the crowd praised Su Caier and said, "Cai'er will have to give birth to a fat boy for Zhao Ce next year."

"Yes, your family is so prosperous now, so you have to hurry up and have a few more."

Su Caier glanced at the husband next to her and pursed her lips.

After writing for a morning, the two went in for a meal. When they came out, the people who had not written it came over.

I just set up a stall for two days, and the whole village had finished writing.
To be continued...