Mid-Autumn Festival has been a very elegant festival since ancient times.
Put an incense table in the courtyard, put some melon and fruit cakes, moon cakes and snacks on it, three glasses of light wine, two dishes of side dishes, get together with your family, toast to the moon, so coquettish.
But any elegant atmosphere will always be destroyed when it comes to Lao Fang and others. Even if it is as elegant as the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will become unbearably vulgar.
It was not dark yet, and a huge shed had already been set up in the open space in front of the old Fang’s house. Inside the shed, a huge pot was bubbling with steam. The spatula was stirring vigorously.
Cooked in the pot are fresh half-fried pork and some pork ribs that were just bought down the mountain today. The fragrance of the meat is overflowing and can be smelled from far away.
Originally, they planned to buy a whole pig, but after asking the price, Lao Fang and the others made a total calculation, and several people jointly bought half a fan.
I have just gotten rid of poverty and become prosperous, so if I can save, I still have to save as much as possible.
A few brats were hovering outside the shed, their eyes fixed on the cauldron, and they kept swallowing their saliva.
In the shed, a few men gathered around the table. There were several freshly fried side dishes on the table. They picked up the muddy wine in the bowl and drank it all. From time to time, there were extremely generous laughter.
"Old Fang, let the mother-in-law and aunt at home watch the meat, come over and drink together!" A strong man put down his wine bowl, glanced at Lao Fang, and said loudly.
"You guys drink first, I'll be right over!" Lao Fang replied, but he didn't put down the giant shovel in his hand.
There was a look of doubt on the man's face, and he said to himself: "What's wrong with Lao Fang today, he usually runs faster than anyone else while drinking, but today he didn't drink a single drop!"
A little farther away, Lao Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and made up his mind that he would not pass tonight even if he died.
The last time he drank a bowl of wine from my uncle, he lay down for a whole day before waking up, and after waking up, his head hurt like it was going to explode. Thinking of the feeling at that time, he is an old man who is indomitable. The face can't help but feel a little embarrassed. In a short time, I won't touch alcohol again.
After a while, seeing that the meat in the pot was almost cooked, Lao Fang waved for everyone to come over, and filled everyone's bowls with a bowl full of broth. The brats wandered outside, drank from a distance, and beckoned them to come in, and each brat was also given a bowl.
Although these children are all directly related to the Liu family, the grievances between adults have nothing to do with the children. This point, Lao Fang can still distinguish clearly.
A few brats got the benefits, and didn't bother to say thank you. They picked up the bowl and ran away. The hot broth was so hot that they breathed in, stretched out their dirty paws, and fished out a cooked The crispy bones, after tearing off the shredded meat on top and eating them, even the bones were crushed and swallowed.
These days, no one's life is easy, even the direct lineage of the Liu family can't just eat meat if they want to.
In today's stockade, only Li Yi's family, Lao Fang and others can live such a comfortable life.
The business of candied haws has already stabilized, and there is a lot of income every day. Although Lao Fang and the others don't eat such extravagant food at all, it would be unreasonable if they don't reward themselves during the holidays.
Liuye village is neither small nor too big, the open shed, such a big pot of cooking meat, the smell can almost permeate the whole village.
Some people stood at the door of their house, looked at this side with envious eyes, smelled the smell of meat, and their throats moved involuntarily...
Among these people, there are many direct descendants of the Liu family.
"Say, do we want to apologize to Ruyi and the others?" Seeing the festive atmosphere over there, a middle-aged man turned his head to look at the other man beside him, and said hesitantly.
"What are you apologizing for?" The man was stunned and asked.
"We used to go too far with them." The middle-aged man said with a complex expression.
"They are all uncles. You can pull this face off, but I can't!" The man's expression changed, and he said immediately.
"What's the matter with face? Look at Fang, they have meat to eat and wine to drink. They live a much better life than us!" The middle-aged man's face was full of envy, and he continued: "I I have inquired about it on the sidelines, their candied haws business, their daily income has a consistent amount of money, that is a consistent amount of money, if we can also sell that candied haws..."
In recent days, for the members of the Liu clan, the most uncomfortable thing is to find that those people who they never had to look at before have a better life than them. They can drink in big bowls. They ate meat, and they couldn't even drink soup.
As for comparing with Liu Ruyi and the others, these people never thought about it.
I heard from Mrs. Wu that every time that uncle Ruyi came back, he would bring hundreds of taels of silver with him, and that silver ingot was as big as a fist...
"It's not like you don't know that the secret recipe of the candied haws is in their hands, and now in the prefectural city, the business of candied haws, those people only recognize them, we can't get in at all unless they agree..."
"If Ruyi agrees, things will work out..."
"I ask you to beg her, but I won't!"
After the man said this, he walked away. The middle-aged man stood where he was, sighed, and then murmured: "It's true that I can't save face. Why don't you talk to your second uncle first? Yi should have listened..."
He was dazed in place for a long time, and was about to turn around and go home when he suddenly saw the man coming out of the house with something in his arms, and hurriedly walked forward.
"Where are you going?" the middle-aged man asked casually.
"The two Ruyi sisters have not been easy for so many years. There are more than a dozen eggs left at home. I will send them to make up for their bodies..."
A man's voice came from the dark night, and his figure gradually moved away, leaving only the middle-aged man standing there with a stunned expression, messed up in the night wind by himself.
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In the small courtyard, Li Yi is explaining to Xiaohuan and Liu Ruyi that there is no Chang'e, no osmanthus, no Wu Gang, and of course no jade rabbit on the moon... The small courtyard where the few people live is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the moon... The moon It does not emit light by itself. The moonlight they see now is actually—sunlight
The little maid never doubted Li Yi's words. After listening to it, she was obviously a little sad that there were no Chang'e and Jade Rabbit on the moon.
Liu Ruyi has never believed that there are Chang'e Jade Rabbits on the moon. It is something only young girls believe, but she is skeptical about Li Yi's saying that the moon does not shine, and what they see now is actually sunlight.
It's not that I don't believe it at all. Although this incident sounds unbelievable, compared with this, Liu Ruyi feels that it is even more unbelievable that two stones of different sizes falling from the same height will land at the same time. Anything can happen, what else is impossible
As for Liu Ruyi, she just listened quietly. Although she was also puzzled, she didn't ask, and waited patiently for Li Yi's explanation.
Li Yizheng was going to explain to them the principle of how the moon reflects sunlight, when there was a knock on the door.
"Just now, I sent eggs and moon cakes, what are they sending this time?"
There was a look of doubt on his face, and he was shocked in his heart. Could it be that there is a tradition of sending warmth during the Mid-Autumn Festival in this world