Rebirth of farming for a living

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Li Qiuyan waved his hand in Jiang Zhe's face with some dissatisfaction.

Only then did Jiang Zhe react and admitted his mistake sheepishly: "I was distracted. What did you just say?"

"I said, don't work hard tonight. After eating the dumplings, go to my house for New Year's Eve dinner with Master." Li Qiuyan muttered: "It's not enough to work hard for half a day. Do you know the principle of combining work and rest? "

It's not that Li Qiuyan wants to meddle in other people's business.

But Jiang Zhe, besides eating, almost always holds books in his arms these days.

If he hadn't walked two steps to Li's house every day to eat, Li Qiuyan would have been afraid that his limbs would have deteriorated while reading.

Come on, this is Chinese New Year.

How could Jiang Zhe not see Li Qiuyan's dissatisfaction?

Indeed, no matter how hard you work, you won't be short of half a day.

He had originally planned to give himself a day off after eating the dumplings.

However, when Yan Yan came to talk to him, he felt even happier.

A slight smile appeared on his face: "Of course I want to go, and we'll stay together at your house in the evening."

"Okay." Li Qiuyan responded immediately before feeling something was wrong: "Your house can't be empty. You'd better come back after dinner."

It’s the first year of moving into a new house.

Although Li Qiuyan felt that this kind of thing can be believed or not, but since there are such rules, it is better to abide by them.

Jiang Zhe's smile deepened a little: "Okay."

After saying a few words, Li Qiuyan heard sporadic firecrackers coming from far away in the village: "Oh, hurry up and cook the dumplings. We are going home too."

Why are these people so anxious?

It's only about three o'clock in the afternoon.

As Li Qiuyan spoke, he walked out as if his butt was on fire.

When he met Mo Bai who had placed the dumplings, he didn't forget to tell him: "After eating the dumplings, you can come to our place too."

Mo Bai's relatives are all at Li Qiuyan's house, and Jiang Zhe is going there too.

Naturally, we want to celebrate the New Year together.

Mo Bai bowed respectfully: "Yes, girl."

Li Qiuyan waved his hand and returned with Xiangqiao.

Sure enough, not long after, someone brought a bowl of dumplings to Li's house.

He Daru also came back from a stroll and happened to witness it with his own eyes.

Inevitably, I added a few more compliments.

Seeing that the dumplings were all coming out of the pot, Lao Li Tou and Li Xiangnan each took a bowl.

I muttered my wish to God.

After agreeing, Old Li Tou wanted to keep He Daru with him.

He Daru was originally looking very excited, but when he heard this, he shook his head again and again.

You can't leave the apprentice alone at home to eat dumplings, right?

The neglected Mo Bai...

"It doesn't matter where you eat. I'll bring Xiaozhe over after eating."

He Daru said a word and returned to Jiang Zhe with He Qiangqiang without looking back.

But what a coincidence, the dumplings were about to be cooked, and Jiang Zhe had just set up firecrackers in the courtyard.

"I'll have some."

He Daru was always getting stronger, and Jiang Zhe obediently handed over the fire folding piece.

With a burst of crackling firecrackers.

The dumplings are also out of the pan.

Jiang Zhe handed the first bowl to He Daru first, and then took another bowl himself.

He signaled He Daru to make a wish to heaven with him.

He Daru was a little at a loss at first, but he was very cooperative when he picked up the dumpling bowl.

I followed Old Li Tou's example and communicated with God.

Only then did he put down the bowl with some unfinished thoughts.

Can a bowl of dumplings bring blessing from God?

He Daru felt very strange in his heart.

At such an old age, of course he has lived many years and has seen people worship ancestors and gods.

A bowl of dumplings like this must be eaten first by God. This was his first time seeing it.

After a decent operation by the master and apprentice, you can eat dumplings.

Like Li Qiuyan, He Daru's mutton filling is the most delicious.

Jiang Zhe wasn't picky, whatever he ate was delicious.

Both the master and the apprentice were very satisfied physically and mentally.

Put down the bowls and chopsticks and eat for a while.

Let's go to Li Qiuyan's house together.

Li Qiuyan's family has also finished eating their dumplings.

But because of the next highlight, the New Year’s Eve dinner, I’m still quite busy at the moment.

Jiang Zhe got into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves: "Auntie, I'll light the fire."

"No, no, Zhezi, go and sit in the room. You'll be ready in a while. There are so many people, how can we use you?"

Wang didn't even raise his head.

Indeed, the kitchen room is now packed with people, making it a little difficult to get started.

Li Qiuyan, who was busy at work, gave him a joking look, and Jiang Zhe touched his nose and entered the room.

He Daru had already sat down in the main hall, chatting lively with Lao Li while kowtowing his hair.

Jiang Zhe was not bored. He looked at Awang in the corner and sat over.

Awang wanted to run away when he saw Jiang Zhe, but Jiang Zhe firmly blocked his way.