Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 262 Snowing

When the bride comes to the brazier, he shouts: "The bride crosses the brazier, wealth and honor are coming today, and the marriage will last a long time."

Then the bride came into the room and shouted again: "The bride has entered the house, bringing with her a cornucopia of treasures. Good things will come in pairs, and a precious son will be born soon."

A few children were clapping their hands and shouting happily nearby.

Ji Wenhe watched the bride enter the room and whispered to Zhou Xiaoyu behind him, "Aunt Zhou, why didn't Lin Yueniang come? She's the matchmaker, doesn't she want to attend the banquet?"

"She's busy. I heard she's going to bring several people to see the bride today. She'll only go if there's a good meal. After the two families have settled the marriage and she's received the money, she won't be involved anymore."

"As matchmakers, they have experienced all kinds of banquets. They would not even look down on a banquet like ours."

Farmers’ marriage is simple, without so many complicated rituals. They just step over the fire basin, go into the house and offer tea to the old couple, and the ceremony is over.

Shen Ping came in from outside the yard and said to them, "Let's cook."

Ji Wenhe nodded: "Okay."

"I'll light the fire." Wang Erfeng walked behind the stove. "Many girls in our village have married off, and we finally got one."

Lan Qiuhua smiled and said, "Wen He is the same. Two girls married into our village."

"And Sanniang, in the next few years, our village will have a wedding every year."

"Of course." Zhou Xiaoyu stood next to the stove. "My daughter is fourteen years old. She will be married next year. I can't bear to think about her marrying into another family."

"It's the same with my Qingdai. I have to find her someone close to home. If she gets upset at her husband's house, I can still go there. It's also close to her parents' home."

"Your Qingdai is thirteen this year. Her birthday will be in May."

Wang Erfeng nodded: "Yes, May 8th, her brother's birthday is November 8th, and after the New Year, he will ask Lin Yue Niang to look at him."

Ji Wenhe poured the fatty pork into the pot and stir-fried it to release the oil. Then he poured in the soaked beans, stir-fried them for a while, and then scooped a ladle of water and poured it in.

She felt that this was not stir-frying but stewing, and a lot of water had to be poured into each dish. Suddenly, she felt that anyone could be a good cook.

Listening to the voices of several people next to him, he turned his head and looked towards the yard.

There was a wedding in the village and everyone had a happy look on their faces, but she always felt like something was missing.

Among these weddings, Shen Liuyun's family held the most lively one.

The vegetables in the pot were poured into a large bowl. Zhou Xiaoyu and Lan Qiuhua took spoons and evenly divided the vegetables into plates, with the right amount of meat slices, not too much or too little.

There was only one dish left in the pot, and Ji Wenhe covered the pot: "Aunt Wang, don't add branches to the bottom of the pot."

"Okay, I'll get the big branch out."

Seeing Miao Zhaodi coming in, she asked, "Aunt Miao, the bride hasn't eaten all day. Do you want to spare some food for her? She'll have to wait until the evening."

Their relatives are waiting to participate in the bridal chamber prank, and I heard that they will stay at home tonight and go back after breakfast tomorrow.

"Give me an empty bowl, and I'll take some good food to her."

Ji Wenhe found a broken bowl in the cupboard: "Aunt Miao, Aunt Wu's family doesn't have good bowls. They are all broken. Eating with a broken bowl doesn't mean a good thing."

The bride ate from a broken bowl on her first day at home...

Wang Erfeng stood up from behind the stove and said, "We should buy a new pair of bowls and chopsticks. Maybe your Aunt Wu has bought some. I'll go out and ask."

"it is good."

The two waited in the house. After a while, she came in from outside and waved her hand helplessly.

"Just use the bowl in your hand to serve her. The family didn't buy new bowls and chopsticks. They said that it was agreed upon at the beginning. They asked for 6.6 taels of silver as a betrothal gift, but the family didn't buy anything."

"There's no other way, let's use this." Miao Zhaodi took the bowl from her hand, picked up a few meat dishes and brought it over.

At this time, Shen Ping walked in: "The food is ready, can it be served?"

"Ready." Ji Wenhe opened the lid of the pot and served the dishes out of it. The amount on each plate was about the same.

There were five tables of people in total, and the villagers and children sat at two tables.

I didn’t know the people at the other three tables, they must be their relatives and good friends.

Lan Qiuhua sat next to her: "Wen He, why don't you eat?"

"I'm eating. I ate a lot at noon, so I'm not very hungry now."

It's around four o'clock now, a bit early for dinner.

"Give me the chopsticks." Zhou Xiaoyu took the chopsticks from her hand and picked up a piece of lean meat for her.

Ji Wenhe smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, Aunt Zhou."

"Why are you being polite? We farmers like to eat fatty meat. How come you like to eat lean meat without any oil or water?"

"I don't know either. I will vomit if I eat fatty meat. I can eat the oil residue, but I can't eat this kind of fatty meat."

I remember when I was a child, some relatives came to visit our house and said that whoever could eat a piece of fat meat would be given five dollars. As a result, they all got five dollars, but she didn't.

The other tables were bustling with activity, but their table was relatively quiet. No one was drinking and there were no children.

Ji Wenhe turned his head and saw two young men pouring wine for Shen Feiling.

"Aunt Lan, what is the relationship between those two people in their family?"

"It should be your aunt Wu's sister or brother's family. I haven't seen her very often, but I heard from your aunt Wu that she has an older sister and two younger brothers."

She nodded in understanding and ate the food bit by bit.

When several people put down their chopsticks, she put them down too.

The drinkers haven't finished eating yet, so they'll probably have to wait a while.

Most of the people at their table had left, so Ji Wenhe stood up and walked to the kitchen.

She doesn't have to wash the pots and pans, she is only responsible for cooking.

After walking around for a while, I came outside the yard and waited for them to finish eating. I didn't know how long it would take.

Ji Wenhe found Lan Qiuhua and took out eight coins from his purse: "Aunt Lan, please give the gift money to me later. I'm going home first. There's nothing to do waiting here."

"Okay, give it to me."

Zhou Xiaoyu asked, "Have you been paid to be the cook?"

"Not yet. Aunt Wu said she'll give it to me after dinner."

It was the same when Shen Ruoyan got married. She gave it to him after dinner. He couldn't run away anyway, so it didn't matter if she gave it to him later.

"Aunts, you guys chat, I'm going home."

"Yeah." Several people nodded.

A few days after Shen Feiling got married, not even half a month, he went to the town to find a job.

That day, Shen Rongshan got up and opened the door. It was white outside: "Wen He, it's snowing."

"I was wondering why it was so cold last night." Ji Wenhe took out a thick cotton-padded jacket from the closet and put it on. "Brother Shen, are you cold? Why don't you put on a thick cotton-padded jacket?"

"I'm not cold."

He turned and closed the door, leaving a small gap, allowing light to shine into the room.

"It snowed heavily last night and it's cold outside. Don't go out yet. I'll shovel the snow."

"I'll go out and see."

It’s December now, after the beginning of winter, and there was a light snow on the 26th of last month.

In October, the rice is harvested and wheat is planted. Every family is very busy, and the puppets made are not very many. Last month, I only earned 600 coins.

Shen Rongshan took a shovel and shoveled a path, and the snow piled outside the yard.