On February 2nd, the north is called the Dragon Rising Head, which is the Jingzhe in the twenty-four solar terms.

Because snakes, frogs, centipedes, toads, etc., enter a hibernation state without eating or drinking when it comes to winter. This is "entering hibernation", also known as "dormant".

When it was around February 2, the weather warmed up, and some insects and animals seemed to be awakened from their sleep by the spring sunshine and spring thunder, and began to move, so they were called "Jingzhe".

In ancient times, people divided the astrological signs near the ecliptic into twenty-eight groups, indicating the position of the sun, moon and stars in the sky, commonly known as the "Twenty-Eight Constellations", and used this as a reference for observation of celestial phenomena. The "Twenty-Eight Constellations" are divided into four major groups according to the four directions of east, west, south, and north, producing the "Four Symbols": the eastern Canglong, the western White Tiger, the southern Vermillion Bird, and the northern Xuanwu. The horns, Kang, Di, the room, heart, tail, and Ji Qi Constellations form a dragon-shaped astrology. People call it the eastern Canglong, among which the horns represent the dragon horn, Kang Sui represents the dragon's throat, Di Sui represents the dragon's claw, the heart of the heart, the tail and Ji Sui represent the dragon's tail.

There is a record in "Shuowen" that dragons "can be secret and bright, fine and huge, short and long, climb to the sky at the spring equinox, and hide in the abyss" in "Shuowen", which actually refers to the changes of the constellation of the blue dragon in the east!

Every spring, the ancients observed that the Canglong star would rise from the night sky in the east and fall from the west in autumn. Their appearance and direction were consistent with the farming cycles during the year.

According to this rule, people gradually discovered that when farming begins in spring, the Canglong Star will start to rise from the eastern night sky, revealing bright dragon heads; when crops grow in summer, the Canglong Star will hang in the southern night sky; when crops are harvested in autumn, the Canglong Star will also begin to fall in the west; when everything is hidden in winter, the Canglong Star is also hidden below the northern horizon.

Later, people also discovered that on the night of the second day of the second lunar month of the lunar calendar, the Canglong Star Constellation will begin to emerge from the east, representing the dragon's horn. The Constellation will begin to appear on the eastern horizon. About an hour later, the Kangsu, representing the dragon's throat, rises above the horizon, and approaching midnight, the Disu, representing the dragon's claw, also appears.

Therefore, the ancients called this day "the dragon raised its head". But these are customs in the north, and there is no saying that the dragon raised its head in the south.

In Nanzhou, February 2nd is the Kitchen God’s birthday. I want to make big pig cakes (also called big pig bags) to worship the gods. I pray to the Kitchen God to bless the family this year to make a bumper grain and prosperous livestock.

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Today is February 2nd.

It rained yesterday. When I woke up in the morning, it was dark and drizzling. The air seemed very cold.

According to custom, today I will make a big pig cake.

So Chen Xiuhui got busy early in the morning. Song Wen also helped cut cabbage, carrots, mushrooms, and shredded pork for fillings. The fillings of the big pig cake are actually a few, very simple. One is to cut white radish with shredded mushrooms and shredded pork, and then stir-fry them with scallion oil and season them; the other is to season the dish that Song Wen cuts.

Originally, Song Wen wanted to make a trick, and planned to kill a duck, cut the duck meat into shredded celery, carrots, and shredded mushrooms, but killing the duck and plucking the hair was too troublesome, so he just thought about it.

After coming to the mountain, Song Yuanshui felt bored and often went to the temple at the foot of the mountain to chat with the elderly. He wanted to go today, but he saw raindrops floating in the sky and didn't go out. At this time, he saw his wife coming over with a large pot of fried filling and kneaded dough, and hurried forward to help make big pig cakes.

It is very simple to make big pig cakes, but there is no trick. Just pull a dough and spread it out and wrap it with cabbage, carrots, mushrooms, and shredded pork to make it seasoned.

Xiaojun's belly is already very big, and Song Wen dared not let her do anything big or small at home.

However, she can still do something like buying big pig cakes.

Xiaojun's hands are very clever, and the big pig cake wrapped is also very cute. Song Wen is almost there, but his mother is very skilled. She just grabs a dough, then slaps it open with her palm, wraps it in the filling, and it can be done in a few seconds. His father is even worse, he is clumsy and stupid.

Song Wen glanced at it and saw his father grab a large dough, put it on the table and knead it hard, then dug a large spoon of filling with a spoon and squeezed it hard into it.

Unexpectedly, the dough was too small to contain so much stuffing. He had no choice but to grab another dough and put it on the big pig cake wrapped in his hand. He pinched it. In the end, the big pig cake he wrapped was actually the size of a fist.

"Dad, are you making big pig cakes?" Song Wen was stunned when he saw the big pig cakes made by his father.

When Song Yuanshui heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and stared with his big eyes and said, "Why isn't it?"

But after looking at the big pig cake I made, I found that it didn't look very much, but I didn't want to admit defeat, so I said, "I'm a big pig female, big pig cake mother, do you understand?"

After hearing his father's words, Song Wen laughed directly, and Xiaojun was also amused.

"I've never heard of a big pig mother before. Today I'm a great feast." Chen Xiuhui glanced at him, pinched her face and said teasingly.

"Why don't there? There are round male and females in the winter solstice, and why are there not big pig cakes?"

Song Yuanshui said in a slight sense, Chen Xiuhui was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to wrap the big pig cake. Seeing that she had nothing to say, Song Yuanshui proudly wrapped a big pig cake to show that it was with the one in front, and then wrapped the small one.

Xiaojun and Song Wen looked at each other and smiled. Song Wen only realized today that these two old men were quite cute.

After making big pig cakes, it was still drizzling outside. In this kind of weather, the people of Yinanzhou are the most suitable for stir-frying two side dishes and drinking some wine. Song Wen remembered the Hengchang Eagle Ball Moutai he got yesterday, so he wanted to find someone to come and taste it.

So, I picked up my phone and started calling.

"Ahu, come here for lunch... there is something good...well."

"Brother, come here for lunch... OK."

"Hey, uncle, there's nothing wrong today...my dad asked you to come and have a drink...oh."

"Hey, uncle, are you at home... I'm here. My dad asked you to come and have a drink... well, okay... Then that's it."

Song Yuanshui heard his son call in his name, but he didn't say anything. He couldn't go out in this kind of weather, so he just wanted to find two or three people to drink and chat.

At noon, Song Yuanzhi, Song Yuanshan, Song Wu and Song Hu came as promised. Song Wen prepared a table of good dishes early and waited for them. They were all family members, and they didn't say anything polite, and served them directly. The dishes were natural pollution-free vegetables watered by Song Wen with Ruyi Fan Space Spring Water. The rice was wild green rice planted in the space, and the meat was domestic pheasant, wild duck and fish.

These things do not have any pesticides or fertilizers. They taste natural and refreshing, and the taste is also excellent. The table of people enjoy the appetite.

After eating for a while, Song Wen went out to take out the Maotai of Hengchang Eagle Ball trademark. He poured it on his father, uncle, second uncle, brother, Song Hu. The wine was put into the cup and the fragrance wafted out. He took a deep breath and felt his body was transparent, as if he opened the Ren and Du meridians. He felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Chen Xiuhui smelled the fragrance of the wine and asked unconsciously: "Awen, what kind of wine is this? Why is it so fragrant!"

"It's the old wine I bought from someone else."

Song Wen responded vaguely, and he couldn't say that he had dug it from someone else's house, it was so bad. He quickly changed his words and said to Song Yuanzhi and Song Yuanshan: "Uncle, second uncle, how do you taste it?"

"So there is good wine, no wonder I'm asking us to come over. This wine is quite fragrant, I'll try it."

Song Yuanzhi said with a smile. Then he raised the wine and took a sip. The wine entered his throat and turned into a stream of clear air, as if he was about to penetrate it from his ears and nose, and he quickly swallowed it. The wine was very smooth and fell into his stomach, turning into a stream of heat lingering in his dantian. The body, which was originally a little cold, instantly became hot.

"Good wine"

The wine is charming and has a mellow taste. Even though Song Yuanzhi has been an official for many years and has drunk countless kinds of wine, he is the first time he drinks such a good wine.

"This wine tastes really good, better than the double cake glutinous wine I have drunk for fifteen years." Song Yuanshan took a sip of the wine and nodded in agreement.

When they heard that both of them said they were delicious, Song Wu and Song Hu hurriedly raised their glasses and started drinking.

The sailor Song Yuan had just touched the cup, but unexpectedly, Chen Xiuhui next to him was faster than him. He quickly grabbed the wine glass, drank it all, and said in agreement: "Well, it tastes good."

I remember that Chen Xiuhui was the captain of the militia in the village backed by guns and patrolled the mountains. She was as good as men. This little wine was nothing to her.

"Awen, show me the wine bottle." Song Yuanzhi had never drunk such wine, so he wanted to see what it was. Song Wen quickly handed over the wine bottle.

Song Yuanzhi took the wine bottle and saw the words "Hengchang Winery Eagle Ball Trademark" on it, and couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

Although he had never drunk this kind of wine, he knew the origin of the wine. At that time, the founders of Moutai Lai Yongchu, Zhou Bingheng and Jia Wenqin were in the people. After the establishment of Hengchang Distillery in the 27th year of the People's Republic of China, Lai Yongchu finally bought the winery for various reasons and changed it to Hengxing Distillery to continue producing Moutai. Later, the winery was reclaimed and renamed it to the state-owned Moutai Distillery, which is the current Moutai Group.

He had only heard of this wine, never seen it, let alone drunk it.

This thing is not just wine, sometimes it also represents a sense of face and superiority.

Song Yuanzhi is so old that he has been in the officialdom for decades and has trained his heart to be as hard as iron. But now when he sees this Eagle Ball Moutai, he is still moved and can't help but ask Song Wen: "Awen, do you still have this wine?"

As soon as he said that, he realized something was wrong and his face turned red with shame. How could the elders ask for something to the younger generation?

Song Wen felt nothing. Even if he didn't ask, he wanted to give him a bottle. It would be better to have fun alone than to have fun. Although this Eagle Ball Moutai is a good wine, it is just a little higher and mellower. It is still a bit different from the bamboo bud wine made of Ruyi Fan Zhongquan Water and Green Rice. At least the effect of strengthening the body and lightening the body and prolonging life is not comparable.

"There are a few more bottles. Uncle and uncle, you all take one bottle later."

"What about me?" Song Hu asked anxiously after hearing this.

"You and my brother also have a bottle." Song Wen replied angrily.

There were twelve bottles of wine that Song Wen got in total, and it was nothing to give each of them one bottle.

The food is delicious and the wine is beautiful. Everyone forgets to eat it. In the end, they are so full of stomach that they have to sit in the hall to make tea and digest food.

Several elders chatted while making tea. The younger generation Song Hu and Song Wu couldn't sit still, so they asked Song Wen to take them to the Wenjun Villa above to take a look. So the few people took umbrellas and walked up the mountain in the drizzle.

As we approached the villa, we heard the roar of machines from decoration workers and the hammers hitting them from inside the house.

The building started construction after last summer vacation, and it has been several months since it was now. Except for the landscaping, the walls and some details have not been completed, it has almost come to an end.

In terms of landscaping, Song Wen asked to use big trees as much as possible, but the big trees he wanted were difficult to find, so he was always empty, but the pit had been dug, the grass next to it had been paved, and the road was built. Song Wen thought that he must go to the old forest as soon as possible to find some beautiful old trees to plant, otherwise the garden would be so empty and ugly.

I didn't feel it before, but when I saw the built villa, he realized that the villa was very big.
Chapter completed!