Chapter 598 Son’s Birthday
The little guy hasn’t been taken out to play by his uncles at home or the big brothers in the village for a long time. Now someone came to shout, he was very active, and he immediately followed Li Yao He ran out of sight.
Zhang An didn't pay attention to them. His mother was cooking at home, and Su Ying was helping.
The matter of killing chickens and fishes had already been sorted out in the afternoon when he and his father Zhang Jianguo went into battle together.
There was nothing else to do at the moment, so I walked towards the village before going out, preparing to pick up some elderly people at home.
Originally, what Zhang An and Su Ying meant was to just celebrate casually without causing too much trouble.
But Wang Fang disagreed, saying that it didn’t matter what happened in the future, but this time it was his grandson’s first birthday.
Even if you don’t have to do anything big, you can’t be too casual.
In rural areas, people of their generation don’t care much about their birthdays, but they are very concerned about the full moon, hundred days and one year anniversary of their children.
No matter how simple it is, call your closest relatives and friends at home to have a meal together.
So the two old men and the old lady, Zhang and his party, as well as Zhang An's two uncles had to be called, and the other ones were Li Hongbin's family, after all, they were so close.
As for the others, Ding and his wife have been very busy lately, and Chen Ze hasn’t seen anyone for a long time. I don’t know what he is busy with.
So Zhang An didn't plan to shout too much. After all, it was just a small matter. Going to the door to shout would cost a lot of money.
At night, although there were not many people, there were still two tables set up, one for adults and one for children.
In order to prevent the little ones from making too much noise, Wang Fang brought several aunts and Su Ying to the same table with the little ones at home to keep an eye on them.
So there were only a few old men left at the main table, as well as Zhang An and the others.
That’s okay, my wife and kids are here, so I can have a few sips.
When Zhang An was bringing the dishes to the table, he took out a jar of bayberry wine from the cellar that had been brewed in previous years.
In fact, we also brewed new wine this year, but the taste is not as fragrant as the ones from the cellar in previous years.
Because there are not many of these wines in Zhang An's cellar, they are basically all available, so under normal circumstances, Zhang An will not take them out.
Usually, I just drink the ones I brewed at home.
But today is the day when his son turns one year old, and it is only once in his life. He will not dig out the Zhuangyuanhong that was buried last year, so he took out the ones stored in the cellar to top it.
But so far, the ones put in the cellar in the past two years are definitely much better than the Zhuangyuanhong buried last year.
"Anzi, when was this cellar made? It looks like the soil on this jar is a bit old."
Zhang An's second uncle often helped others build houses, so he was very fond of the wine. One piece, it's more drunk than anyone else in the family.
As soon as he saw the wine jar Zhang An brought out, he grinned and asked.
“This cellar has not been in existence for too long. It was only put in the cellar the year before last.”
Zhang An wiped the dust off the wine jar with a rag and talked to everyone at home. The elder said.
After the dust was wiped clean, Zhang An took advantage of the situation and knocked open the mud ball that sealed the door, revealing the stopper of the wine jar inside.
Although it has been stored for two or three years, the plug is very dry and there is no trace of moisture or mildew, which shows that the wine has been well stored in the cellar.
After opening the cork, a very strong and mellow smell of alcohol immediately wafted out, mixed with a hint of bayberry fragrance.
"Not bad, not bad. This wine has indeed been soaked thoroughly. It is much better than the jar I have soaked for half a year at home."
Zhang Jianjun just smelled the smell of bayberry wine, and his face turned pale. An intoxicating smile appeared.
“Originally, the wine that Xiao An baked by himself was good, but now it has been soaked for two or three years, and the taste is better than before.”
It’s not just Zhang Jianjun, even the famous Zhang Yixing was not surprised, and he did not hesitate to speak about the wine that had not yet been drunk in his mouth.
“You’re satisfied before you’ve even finished drinking this. Come on, come on, I’ll pour some for everyone.”
Zhang An chuckled, holding the wine jar next to each other and serving it to everyone. Pour on.
The bayberry wine poured out of the jar at this time is indeed thoroughly soaked. The clear wine that was put in it has now turned deep red.
If it weren’t for the mellow aroma of wine, people who didn’t know it would have thought it was filled with wine.
This is a five-pound jar. After pouring it around, most of it is left.
"Not bad, not bad. It is indeed a wine that has been cellared for three years. The taste in your mouth is extraordinary. Xiao An is really good at this."
Everyone took a sip and suddenly felt that their mouths There was endless aftertaste, and he kept giving Zhang An a thumbs up.
"Haha, if it tastes good, I'll drink more today. Anyway, I took this jar out and I have no intention of putting it back."
Usually at home, neither Zhang An nor Zhang Jianguo If you drink a lot, this jar has been opened and cannot be put back. It will evaporate if left at home.
But if a table of people drinks five kilograms of wine, each person only drinks about half a kilogram, which is not a lot.
"Brother, brother, pour some for us too."
At this time, Zhang Tie and Zhang Xing, two little devils, came to Zhang An and held the bowls towards Zhang An. said.
When Zhang An was pouring wine for the elders in the family just now, they had already smelled the aroma of wine.
"Okay, since there is no class tomorrow, I will let you drink some, but just for once, it will be gone after you drink it, and you are not allowed to get drunk, otherwise it will be gone in the future."
Seeing the two cousins approaching, Zhang Anye didn't say anything, but smiled and poured some for them both, about one or two.
Zhang Jianjun and Zhang Jianye didn't say anything when they saw Zhang An pouring wine, because in their old Zhang family, drinking is not a big deal for children and they have to practice it sooner or later.
For example, Zhang An has been learning to drink since he was a child.
Later, Zhang Bin, Zhang Xing, and then Zhang Tie, everyone had a share.
This is not only for them to practice their drinking ability, but also to practice their wine taste, so as to avoid embarrassing themselves when they go out later.
"Don't worry, Brother An, it's only so much. You can look at me without blushing even after I finish drinking."
Zhang Tie didn't say anything, but Zhang Xing looked nonchalant. He looked at Zhang An and said.
This is not that they are bragging, but they do have a certain amount of wine. Although it is not a lot, one or two ounces of wine is just that much to them.
"Go ahead, go ahead. Right."
Zhang An also wants to accompany the elders in the family, so he doesn't want to talk to them more.
“Okay.”
After listening to this, the two of them returned to their tables with the wine in their bowls.
But when they drank it by themselves, they were very careful, sipping it into their mouths bit by bit, for fear that it would be gone after drinking it all at once.
An hour later, after dinner, Zhang An took out the cake he bought in the morning.
There was a slender candle on top of the cake, because the little one was only one year old.
"Come, son, daddy pick him up and blow out the candles."
After taking out a match and lighting it, Zhang Ancai picked up his son and moved him in front of the cake.
Forget about making a wish or something, the little guy is still young and doesn’t understand this at all, but blowing out candles is definitely necessary.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you~~~~~" At this time, Zhang Xing, Zhang Tie, Li Yaoyan and several others next to them started to sing a happy birthday song, and they sang more and more. The more powerful you become.
As today’s birthday boy, although the little guy doesn’t understand what it means, he likes it very much and has a bright smile on his face.
Little Siqi is very smart, he can understand what his father means.
After Zhang An picked him up, he blew a big breath on him, and it was a success.
"Okay, okay~"
Zhang Xing and Zhang Tie, as the little guy's uncle, usually dote on little Siqi very much.
After seeing the little guy blowing out the candle, he immediately started to circle around him, and even made fun of him.
Little Siqi was even happier now. He struggled to get off Zhang An and jumped with his two uncles.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I'll cut the cake for you."
Zhang An took out the paper plate provided by the cake shop and pointed it at the few people who were making a fuss. shouted the little guy.
Cake these days is really a rare thing for rural children.
At least for a few of them in the room, they had never eaten it before.
So as soon as Zhang An shouted, they immediately stopped and stood in front of the table.
“Here, take it.”
Zhang An cut the cake, put it on a paper plate, and handed it to a few little guys.
But what is surprising is that the two naughty guys Zhang Xing and Zhang Tie did not take action immediately.
"Grandpa, grandma, you eat first."
After taking the cake, he came to several elderly people and handed the cake over with both hands.
“Okay, okay, Tiewazi and Xingwazi have also grown up.”
Seeing their grandchildren like this, Mr. Zhang and the others were very happy, and their faces wrinkled up with laughter. .
When Zhang Jianjun and Zhang Jianye saw it, they were very pleased and kept nodding.
The power of role models is contagious. After someone took the lead, Yanzi immediately carried the cake to his second mistress, and Li Yao gave it to his grandparents.
Seeing this, little Siqi became anxious. He quickly took one from his father's hand, ran to Zhang and his party and handed it over.
When all the cakes were served to the adults, they sat down to eat their cakes.
This was the first cake that Mr. Zhang’s family bought. Everyone in the house, old and young, ate it very happily.
The little ones did it because the cake was delicious, while the old man did it because he enjoyed this moment of family happiness.
The next day, National Day has arrived.
When Zhang An first got up in the morning, various stalls had been set up on the roadside in the village.
Even the old man who used to be a sugar man in Hongyan Town has now come here to grab a place.
In fact, a few days ago, they all set up a stall on the grain drying field.
But that won’t work in the next few days, because Zhang Jianwen had already said hello yesterday that he would clear up the grain drying field and let Zhang Ping and his uncle lead people to perform dance performances there.
Although some tourists have come to the village a few days ago, people are still entering the village at Shiyakou now.
This is only the first day, and the scene looks more lively than ever.
If the Internet matures now, and it is promoted a little online, it may become a check-in place again.
In the morning, the loudspeakers in the village were playing the radio, which was very lively. This year happens to be the 50th anniversary, and the country attaches great importance to it.
Although many people cannot see the picture now, just listening to the sound coming from the radio can make people excited.
Many old people in the village are now sitting where they usually gather, listening very carefully.
The children in the village have not yet understood this. They only know that groups of three and five start chasing each other.
When the broadcast was over, the real excitement in Changqing Village had just begun.
The first people to perform were Zhang Ping and his uncle. They had all changed their costumes, put on facial makeup and green gauze, and were standing on the grain drying ground.
Waiting for the leader to start drinking and singing, others responded and started to move.
The range of their movements is really big, even bigger than when Zhang An usually practices. It’s like they are performing a full martial arts show.
Around the sidelines, there were already many tourists watching, as well as villagers from Changqing.
Every time we reach a wonderful place, everyone applauds and applauds, which is very flattering.
Some young people who were not too interested ran to the deer viewing platform and watched the deer around the fence.
With the permission of adults, many children took money to buy a handful of grass and came back, and were very excited to feed the sika deer inside with their own hands.
Because there were too many people outside, Zhang An didn't really want to go out and stayed quietly in the yard.
"Dad~"
At this time, little Siqi, who had run out to play, came back, holding a ham sausage in his left hand and a candy man in his right hand, looking towards him very happily Zhang An came running.
"Hey, who bought this for you?"
Zhang An clearly remembered that when the little guy followed him out just now, the family didn't seem to get any money for him.
Why did you come back with so many things in just such a short time?
"Dad, eat."
But the little guy didn't answer him. He just held the ham sausage and handed it to him.
This ham sausage looked like it hadn’t been eaten yet, as if the little guy wouldn’t be happy if he didn’t eat it.
“Okay, okay, dad, eat.”
Seeing this, Zhang An still didn’t understand that his son was going to keep the first bite of this ham sausage for himself, and he was enjoying his son’s behavior very much. Pure love, took a bite with a smile.
I don’t know why, maybe because his son gave it to him, Zhang An thought it tasted particularly delicious like ham sausage.
The little guy waited until his father took a bite before he started eating it in small bites.
Then he took his son out again. He was worried that his son had asked for the money from someone else, so he had to give it to him.
After walking around for a while, Zhang An only found a stall selling fried potato, ham and sausage.
The stall owner is a sister-in-law of their old Zhang family from Changqing Village.
It's just that her business is not going well at the moment. There are a bunch of people buying things in front of the stall, including adults and children.
Of course, it’s not just like this at her house. Other people’s jars are similar. Regardless of whether they sell food or gadgets, the business is still OK.
(End of this chapter)