The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 66

    New Year's Eve, Ye Qingshui got up early to wash and clean up, preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

    She put on a new cotton-padded jacket made by herself, a water-red floral silk surface, and the two braids looked very refreshing. She came to the kitchen with quick hands and feet.

    Xie Tingyu killed all the live chickens that had been raised for a few days, plucking a basin full of chicken feathers.

    People passing by the Xie family were all amazed. It was a feast for the eyes to see the eldest son of the Xie family killing chickens in the spring and white snow during his lifetime.

    Xie Tingyu catches the chicken with one hand and bleeds with the other. The blood drips into the bowl without falling to the ground. The neighbors watched his action of killing the chicken like flowing water, methodically, not at all like an inexperienced person. It is estimated that I was tired from the hardships in the country, and I even learned these rough jobs thoroughly.

    Neighbors could not help laughing: "Is there no one in your house, why do you let you do these rough jobs?"

    Xie Tingyu said without looking back: "My wife is cooking in the kitchen, preparing New Year's Eve dinner. My milk is cleaning."

    This time in previous years , These rough jobs are all done by Xie's nanny. There was no babysitter this year, so...

    they also saw Mrs. Xu squatting by the coal stove, fanning the wind hard, the briquettes were filled with solid, and in a short while, smoke was everywhere.

    "You can't make a fire like this. You have to borrow a lit briquettes and empty them slowly."

    The people in the compound spread out like a joke. They don't know what Xie family committed this year. Dismissed.

    That family hasn't done any rough work, can they have a New Year's Eve dinner? Don't wait for friends and relatives to come, everyone will eat a piece of radish and dip it in the scallion sauce.

    Only the neighbors who live close to Xie’s house calm down. The old gods are watching the jokes, and you are afraid that you are too happy too soon——

    Although the wife of the Xie family and Xie Dongmei, including the old lady Xie, are not good enough, the new daughter-in-law whom they asked for is capable. The smell of cooking is torturing people every day...

    Xie Tingyu calmly took back the bacon one after another. After noon, gradually, the smell of rice overflowed from Xie's kitchen.

    On Ye Qingshui's New Year's Eve dinner list, the food was the same food that he had eaten in previous years, but the method and name were different.

    For example, in previous years, he would make fried winter melon fried pork slices. Ye Qingshui didn't make it, but chopped up the pork and twisted it into Sixi balls. The winter melon was hollowed out to make a winter melon soup.

    Simple fried chives with eggs, the eggs are made into egg dumplings, wrapped with minced meat, shrimp, mushrooms and three fresh, kneaded into golden dumplings, called Caiyuanguangjin.

    The fried fish meat is made into the grill-boiled fish meat, which is prosperous and hot, and you are not afraid to eat it until the end of the dish is cold. It is called "more than every year."

    A simple chicken stewed with mushrooms in northern hard dishes, with chestnuts, can roast a chestnut chicken, called "Jiangsu Ruyi".

    …

    At noon, thanking the pacifier for being greedy, trying to steal something from the kitchen.

    Ye Qingshui took a little out of each item and ate lunch roundly. This lunch was really delicious. Grandma Xie and Grandpa Xie ate with gusto, they immersed their heads in the meal, and didn't even want to talk.

    A lunch that fills the stomach makes people chubby.

    Grandma Xie snorted, "It's going to be cheaper."

    So many delicious dishes should be frozen and stored, and you can eat a little every day until the end of the month. The grandson and granddaughter-in-law will soon return to the countryside after the New Year. Where can I find these delicious foods...

    "Shuiya, I can be transferred back to the city in the future, so I must come to live with the milk."

    Ye Qingshui After eating, he answered vaguely.

    Grandma Xie suddenly remembered something. She said, “I’m going to add an extra pair of chopsticks tonight, and Tingyu’s mother is also here. I’m afraid it’s coming to see us Shuiya.”

    Ye Qingshui snorted and didn't care.

    After eating, Ye Qingshui happily prepared snacks for the New Year's Eve dinner. Using flour, glutinous rice, milk and fruits, the baked snacks were so fragrant, it was said that the children from the neighbors all drooled and came to thank the house.

    Xie Tingyu couldn't help but shared two honeycomb cakes that had just been baked.

    There is a six-year-old girl in the neighbor's house who looks very watery, with black eyes, dressed in a New Year's dress like a fairy boy on a New Year's picture, and her cheeks are blushing and fascinating.

    Ye Qingshui was so entangled that he couldn't help but hug her and kissed her.

    She touched Ye Qingshui’s belly, and said with a smile: “Touch it, give Uncle Xie a baby soon.”

    Ye Qingshui squeezed the child’s dimples and covered her ears and said: “Your uncle is so bad, don’t give it. He gave birth."

    After speaking, Ye Qingshui put her down to set the table, chairs and chopsticks.

    At five o'clock, the guests who came to Xie's New Year's Eve arrived one after another.

    Xie Tingyu's uncle Xie Zheng also rushed back from the south. He had just entered the door and saw a table of rich dishes, almost thinking that he was in the wrong place.

    Several other soldiers who didn't go home also came to Xie's house on time. They heard that the nanny who cooks at Xie's family was fired. The meal was made by Xie's family. The rough guys were especially worried about the level of the New Year's Eve dinner.

    A few secretly prepared bread to cushion their stomachs before the cafeteria closed.

    But after they walked into Xie's house and sat down at the dinner table, they woke up like a dream. The New Year's Eve dinner was unexpectedly rich and exquisite.

    Xie Tingyu took out the white wine and prepared to fill it up, the porcelain white wine glass touched his lips and stained a little.

    At this time, Grandma Xie's surprised voice came over, "A Hua-what are you?"

    Ye Qingshui followed the voice and looked up, saw a well-maintained woman, and walked in with joy.

    This is Xie Tingyu's mother, Wen Zhihua.

    She turned her gaze a little, and suddenly froze.

    The tall man wore a stiff gray windbreaker with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and smiled at them. At that moment, Ye Qing turned his head underwater and looked at Xie Tingyu next to him, and then at the young man next to Wen Zhihua.

    These two people...too, too alike!

    Xie Tingyu suddenly tilted the wine glass on his lips, and the wine flowed down his chin into his neck.