"Brother, who isn't? I not only have a mortgage, but also a car loan. This year has been so difficult!

I’m dreading the New Year now. I’m getting old, so where can I find a job?”

“…”

In the live broadcast rooms of several anchors in the village, the comment section has lost its former cheerfulness.

Almost all the discussion was about unemployment, which shows how many people were affected by this incident.

Moreover, the number of people sending gifts in the live broadcast room has greatly decreased, and the anchor looks helpless when seeing this situation.

On Jiang Che's side, the villagers opened the steaming steamer.

Inside was fragrant and soft glutinous rice. The old lady picked up the gauze and poured the glutinous rice into the stone mortar.

Jiang Dajun and two other uncles in the village picked up three long wooden hammers.

He lifted it up and hammered the glutinous rice in the stone mortar.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The three of them cooperated well, and the hammers didn't even collide with each other.

Seeing that the glutinous rice was almost cooked, Jiu Ye immediately went over, dipped some cold water in it, and started to move the glutinous rice ball.

Let Uncle Dajun and the other two hammer more evenly.

Xiao Hao and his friends, who were making a snowman in the distance, heard the noise and hurried over.

The glutinous rice ball was pounded for about ten minutes, and a soft, fragrant and sticky rice cake was ready.

Aunt Yan and others took the glutinous rice cake, put it on the chopping board and worked together to divide the glutinous rice cake into cakes of even size.

"Mom, let me taste it."

Aunt Yan smiled, pinched a palm-sized ball of glutinous rice cake and put it in his hand.

"Ss ...

“Mmm, it smells so good!”

Xiao Hao switched from his left hand to his right hand, and although it was too hot, he still couldn't wait to take a bite.

Everyone made a ball of glutinous rice cake, and the first ball was divided up.

The sticky rice cake is fragrant, glutinous and sticky to your teeth. The more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes.

"Xiao Che, Da Zhuang, it's your turn this time."

"Work in pairs. Whoever gets tired takes over."

After eating the glutinous rice cake, Jiang Dajun handed the big wooden hammer to Jiang Che.