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In the blink of an eye, it was the twenty-ninth morning. For the first time in history, Tang Shou didn't sleep in and got up early. Even so, when he woke up, Xiong Zhuangshan was up for a long time. He huddled under the covers and was unwilling to get up, but when he thought that today was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month and there were still many things waiting for him at home, he had no choice but to get up.
Yu Chao still attaches great importance to the New Year's Day, unlike later generations, the New Year's Day is basically useless, the ceremony is over, and the only thing left is the family reunion that is still a good look forward to.
At this time, Yu Chao was still strictly abiding by the ancient etiquette, and came step by step.
On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaonian, Lord Stove goes to heaven. On this day, every household will take off the picture of the Stove Lord and burn it, implying to send the Stove Lord to heaven. Legend has it that when the Stove Lord arrives in the sky, he will report the merits and demerits of the year to the Jade Emperor, and the Jade Emperor will reward the meritorious deeds and punish those who made mistakes. So many people will make a lot of food offerings on this day, in order to stop the mouth of the Stove Lord, so that he will not participate in his own one when he arrives in the heaven.
On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, sweep the house and remove dust.
On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, grind the mill to make tofu. On this day, the Jade Emperor will come to the mortal world to eat bean dregs to show his poverty.
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, pigs are slaughtered and the meat of the new year is cut.
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, slaughter chickens and go to the market.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, peach charms are inscribed.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, go to the grave and ask your ancestors to make a big offering.
Tang Shou is going to get up to prepare for ancestor worship, and he has to go to the grave with the Xiong family. As the new husband of the Xiong family, not only must he come in the first year, but he will also be an important person. Because he and Xiong Zhuangshan have no children yet, according to ancient rituals, they need to pray in front of their ancestors' graves, asking their ancestors to bless them and give them a healthy and smart child. There are people who want a boy in particular, and they will tell their ancestors at this time.
Regarding this, Tang Qin just wanted to hehe, and didn't know if the ancestors of the Xiong family were alive or not. If they knew that the new husband of the Xiong family was a ghost like them, would they be so angry that they would trick the corpse into jumping out of the ancestral grave.
But no matter what, Xiong Zhuangshan is still very concerned about this day. He told him a long time ago that such a person who does not write ink has repeatedly mentioned in his ear, asking him to pray sincerely and give birth to a big fat baby for him. Be a father now.
Regardless of Tang Shou's own attitude for the time being, it is still necessary to coax Xiong Zhuangshan to have a happy New Year.
When Xiong Zhuangshan entered the room, he saw his little husband, rubbing his eyes, covered with a quilt, half sitting and half lying down, with sleepy eyes.
Xiong Zhuangshan hurriedly turned around and closed the door, Tang Shou was not covered tightly with the quilt, don't let the wind blow to him. Then he eased the air-conditioning on his body, and then strode in, and pulled out the warm clothes from under the quilt.
"Erlang, have you finished your work outside?"
"I got up early and finished my work. There is a lot of work in the house today, so I just help you with the house." Xiong Zhuangshan was talking and dressing Tang Shou. "Thanks a lot."
Tang Shou, a twenty-four or five-year-old man, was dressed like a four-year-old child, and his face flushed with embarrassment.
"I, I will do it myself." Tang Shou was no longer sleepy, and stammered embarrassingly.
Xiong Zhuangshan continued to move his hand as if he didn't hear it, "Raise your hand."
Tang Shou obediently raised his hand and told him to stretch his legs, so he stretched his legs, and finally put on his clothes before his whole body was smoking.
After putting on his clothes, he was completely awake, and he couldn't wake up again.
His face was blushing and his heart was pounding like a patient with a heart attack. He didn't dare to look up at Xiong Zhuangshan's face, but felt that face made him particularly shy today.
"I, I'm going to steam the noodles made yesterday."
Looking at the back of Fulang fleeing in a panic, Xiong Zhuangshan smiled lightly on his usually expressionless face. He flicked his fingers and looked down, there was still Fulang's warmth and smooth touch on them, so easy to touch.
Fleeing into the kitchen, Tang Shou patted his cheeks, trying to drive away the burning temperature. After a while, his mind cleared up, and he turned his head to wash.
A fire has been lit on the stove, and a pot of boiling water has been boiled. Since the house has a heated kang, the first thing Xiong Zhuangshan does when he gets up is to boil the kang and boil water. He is always afraid that the room will be cold and he will not have hot water to brush his teeth and wash his face when he gets up.
Tang Shou mixed some cold water and washed his face with water of a suitable temperature while thinking, no wonder many girls on the Internet are screaming, good men are going to stir up sex, and what kind of straight man is being turned. He used to think that this kind of thing was unrealistic, how could a man who likes women be turned around. It wasn't until he came here and spent a little time with Xiong Zhuangshan in the ordinary and difficult days that he realized that when a person sincerely treats another person well, gender is not so important in life. Fortunately, he is not from here, otherwise, Xiong Zhuangshan might have softened his heart.
After washing, he steamed the steamed buns, because he wanted to worship the ancestors, the steamed buns?? Encountered when lurking in the mountains and forests. "
"Then what should we do? Can we save it?"
"Wait and see, see if the wolf can go away."
The kneeling wolf seemed to know what Xiong Zhuangshan and the others were worried about. After paying homage to them, he got up and licked the wolf dog on the ground with nostalgia. The injured wolf dog let out a whining sound, and the wolf looked at him reluctantly for the last time, then turned around and ran away at a fast speed. After entering the back mountain, there was no shadow after a while, and the two eyes with green light disappeared.
Xiong Zhuangshan said cautiously: "Let's wait."
After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the pair of green wolf eyes, only the wolf dog on the ground was struggling and whining in pain. Only then did Xiong Zhuangshan lead Tang Shou in slowly, and after making sure that there was nothing else near the wolfdog, Xiong Zhuangshan lowered his head to check the wound on its body.
The wolf dog was seriously injured. It must have fought with other wolves. Its entire back was bitten without a piece of intact skin. There were a few teeth marks on its legs where the bones were deep, and the most serious one was its stomach. Torn a hole.
It lay on the ground, whining one after another.
Xiong Zhuangshan quickly took off his coat, wrapped the wolf dog up, and carried him home.
It is Xiong Zhuangshan's habit to always have hemostatic powder and trauma medicine at home. He was always injured when he joined the army, and gradually some necessary trauma medicine will not leave his body. After retiring and returning home, he often went hunting in the mountains and suffered minor injuries. He was impatient to ask a doctor, so he prepared a lot of medicine at home.
At this moment, Xiong Zhuangshan was not stingy, took out the wound medicine, and poured all of it on the wolf dog's wound. Tang Shou took the needle and thread, burned the needle and thread with an oil lamp, and soaked in wine, planning to sew up the wound on the wolfhound's belly.
Xiong Zhuangshan was afraid that it would hurt and bite people, so he tied the dog's mouth with a thick hemp rope. The dog seemed to know that people were saving it and did not resist.
Neither Xiong Zhuangshan nor Tang Shou can do needlework, let alone a doctor, so they can't sew a wound. Before and after the stitches, Tang Shou used wine to disinfect the wolfdog. I just don't know if the cheap wine from his family can be useful to shut down the alcohol of later generations. After everything that needs to be done is done, the rest of Tang Shou and Xiong Zhuangshan can't do anything, and the medical level here has no other way.
The sound of the wolfdog being tossed was too weak to be heard, and it seemed sad that it would die at any time.
"Go to sleep, it's too late."
Tang Shou glanced at the dog and asked, "Can you survive?"
"Maybe it can, maybe it can't. But livestock are stronger than humans, and they don't know medicine and can survive being injured. Now we have medicine for it, and there is still hope for it."
Tang Shou nodded, and the two fell asleep. But no one dared to untie the rope tied to the dog's mouth.
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