I helped Zhu Chuanwen and Xian'er hold a wedding and prepared some New Year's goods. New Year's Eve soon came.

The experience of Lao Zhu's family this year was even more difficult than in previous years when his hometown was hit by disasters.

But fortunately, we successfully migrated from Shandong to Guandong.

When we get here, at least we don’t have to worry about being hit by disasters every year, or running out of food, or starving to death.

"After four years, our family can finally celebrate a reunion year together. Let's go and say goodbye to our ancestors."

On this occasion, Zhu Kaishan was undoubtedly in charge at home.

Not to mention that this was still the feudal era, and the rules were relatively strict.

As long as the father is better than the son in all aspects, the son cannot usurp the position of the head of the family.

"It's New Year's Eve, and we really should say something to our ancestors." Mrs. Zhu Wei responded.

A very important thing that Lao Zhu's family brought from their hometown in Shandong is the genealogy of Lao Zhu's family.

After the genealogy was brought to the Northeast, it was enshrined in Lao Zhu's hall.

The incense table was set up and various tributes were placed.

"Mom and dad, I kowtow to you in Kaishan. Mother Wen invited you from Hainan to Haibei..."

"Mom and dad, keep our family safe..."

After the sacrifice started, I felt a little sad.

After all, no matter what the reason is, living in a foreign country is not something to be happy about.

Zhu Chuanwen's grandfather didn't exist a few years ago.

It was the time when Zhu Kaishan left home. Because the Manchus stabbed Zhu Kaishan in the back, the government could not catch Zhu Kaishan.

So he arrested the old man and imprisoned him for a while. The result was that the old man died immediately.

"You guys, come here and kowtow to your ancestors."

Zhu Chuanwen, along with Xian'er, Chuanwu and Chuanjie, also kowtowed. After everyone said a few words, the ceremony was completed.

Although Lao Zhu's family came to Northeast China, they still retained many Shandong customs.

Because the Qing Dynasty was a feudal dynasty where Confucianism was in power, and there was a Confucian family in Shandong, they always regarded themselves as a land of etiquette, and Shandong was considered to be the area with the most etiquette.

"Alright, Mother Wen, let's lay down the dumplings. Let's have the New Year's Eve dinner and eat the dumplings."

After the ancestors have been arranged, it will be the turn of the living people.

The next activity is to eat New Year’s Eve dinner and dumplings.

The New Year's Eve dinner at Lao Zhu's house was quite sumptuous, with chicken, duck, and fish, which was considered a complete meal.

Four years ago, I went to the mountains a lot. Although I didn't hunt any valuable prey, such as bears and martens, which are of high economic value.

But roe deer, wild boars, pheasants and rabbits are everywhere, saving a lot of meat.

In this place with a natural refrigerator, it is not a problem to bury yourself in the snow and eat until the flowers bloom in spring.

It’s not on the same level as the New Year’s Eve banquet in previous years.

If you stay in Shandong, even if it’s Chinese New Year, the most you can eat is pancakes, rolls, cabbage and radish.

"Okay, you can eat dumplings."

The most positive thing when eating is always Chuanwu. Looking at the attitude towards eating, Chuanwu cannot be stupid.

As soon as the dumplings stuffed with roe deer and green onions were served, Chuanwu stretched out his hand and wanted to eat the dumplings with his bare hands.

"This New Year's Eve, my dear, can you behave yourself and wait until everyone is here before eating?"

Zhu Chuanwen slapped Chuanwu's outstretched hand hard, and then said.

Chuanwu is somewhat afraid of hunger. There are no rules in normal times, but during festivals, he must pay attention to it.

This person is the most protective of food now, which has to do with the fact that in Shandong he didn't have enough to eat, he also liked to be active, and he was the most hungry.

But this is self-inflicted and cannot be blamed on others.

"I just want to have a taste first." Chuanwu argued.

At this stage, Chuanwu's remaining brainpower is all devoted to eating.

"Eat, it's not easy to have a hearty meal."

Zhu Weishi and Xian'er brought over the last two plates of dumplings in the pot and saw Zhu Chuanwen saying to Chuanwu.

Mrs. Zhu Wei was somewhat doting on Chuanwu, so she developed the character of Chuanwu without awe.

Lao Zhu's food is usually not very rich.

It has nothing to do with whether there is food or meat at home.

Because there are a lot of housework at home, there is a lot of sewing, mending, washing and washing, and there are three meals a day. There is not that much time to prepare several dishes for each meal.

Because Zhu Chuanwen and Xian'er got married and celebrated the Spring Festival.

This is also the first year that Lao Zhu's family has spent the winter in the Northeast. They have not experienced such cold weather and do not have so many reserves of clothes and bedding.

The needlework in the hands of the two women basically never stopped.

"Mom, the dumplings are so delicious."

With Zhu Wei's indulgence, Chuanwu and Chuanjie could no longer bear it.

At this stage, it is really difficult to compete with these two.

"Slow down. There are copper coins in the dumplings. Don't swallow them all."

"If you eat it, eat it. Eating copper coins means that I am very lucky." The two people replied nonchalantly.

Xian'er is a girl after all, so her eating looks are slightly better, but her speed is not too slow.

It was all three or four years ago, and it was my fault that I was relatively short-tongued.

"Dad, Mom, I'll drink some with you."

The ones who are more able to resist the temptation of a big meal are Zhu Chuanwen and Zhu Kaishan and Zhu Wei.

Zhu Chuanwen has signed in for drinks many times, but has never had a drink.

After settling in the Northeast, Zhu Chuanwen also looked for various opportunities to bring out wine.

So there is no shortage of drinks at home.

There is no shortage of food in the Northeast, and at least every town has a winery.

The prices of drinks are also relatively affordable, and ordinary drinks are not considered precious.

"Then let's have a drink. It's rare for us to be so happy."

Zhu Kaishan and Zhu Weishi responded at the same time.

You can eat what you like, drink what you like, and the atmosphere is still very cheerful.

It has been four or five years since the family was reunited at home to celebrate the Spring Festival. The atmosphere could not be worse.

"Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu."

When the meal was at its busiest, there was a burst of shouting from outside.

In this era, ordinary people do not have access to glass in their homes, and ordinary owners do not have access to glass in their homes.

The main ones are traditional paper windows, which are opaque and light-transmitting, so there is no possibility of seeing people through the windows.

Therefore, Zhu Chuanwen couldn't see the person coming clearly, so he could only remind him:

"Dad, someone is calling you outside."

"Someone is coming, let me go take a look."

After hearing this, Zhu Kaishan got off the kang and went to greet the guests.

Only Zhu Kaishan can still talk to people here.

The other members of Lao Zhu's family have not established any social relationships with anyone in the village.

Zhu Kaishan can only do this by himself when welcoming guests.

"Dad, it's so cold outside, why do you still talk when you come inside?"

After waiting for a while, Zhu Kaishan was nowhere to be seen taking the guests into the house.

Mrs. Zhu Wei walked to the door and couldn't help but remind her.

"No, let's just say a few words."

Zhu Kaishan's voice came from outside.

After waiting for about five minutes, Zhu Kaishan returned to the room with a solemn expression.

"Dad, what happened?"

Seeing that Zhu Kaishan's face looked wrong, Zhu Chuanwen couldn't help but ask.
To be continued...