Ask him what he is doing.

Wei Zhiqian sent her a trunk full of fireworks.

Although firecrackers are banned in City B, some small fireworks are still allowed.

"I just bought these." Wei Zhiqian said, "What are you doing at home?"

The two of them couldn't meet each other, and both felt very uncomfortable.

Wei Zhiqian could only take the initiative to take on more work and do more things so that he could think less about Tan Mo.

Tan Mo had just washed his hands and ran to the kitchen with his cell phone.

The dumplings are sorted.

Put the normal fillings together.

She made all kinds of dumplings with good intentions and put them together.

Plus, the dumplings she makes look different, so it’s easy to find the ones she made.

Not to mention the filling inside, at least on the surface, her dumplings are white and plump, look beautiful, and are very impressive.

Tan Mo placed the dumplings she made in her palm, took a photo and sent it to Wei Zhiqian.

When Wei Zhiqian saw the photo, he thought the dumpling skin was thin and white, and the belly was white and plump, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

A circle of lace like a braid was pinched out on the edge of the dumpling skin.

Tan Mo didn't say what the filling was.

Wei Zhiqian thought it looked really good.

He didn't even know that Tan Mo could make dumplings.

Because every New Year’s Eve, Wei Zhiqian cannot spend it with Tan Mo.

Wei Zhiqian thought that this must be the reason why he didn't know that Tan Mo could actually make dumplings.

In fact, it’s not that Wei Zhiqian doesn’t pay enough attention to Tan Mo.

But Tan Mo only joined the ranks of making dumplings two years ago.

Previously, Xu Mingzhen didn't let her do anything on the grounds that she was young.

Two years ago, Tan Mo said that he couldn't be idle no matter what.

The whole family is busy, and she is the only one sitting idle. How miserable she must be.

Only then did Xu Mingzhen let her make dumplings.

Thinking about making dumplings, Tan Mo just focused on making them.

Tan Wenci is responsible for rolling the dumpling wrappers.

Although you can buy ready-made ones.

But the ready-made dumpling wrappers sold outside are made with starch, not pure flour.

The taste is definitely different from that made with pure flour.

Dumplings are always an indispensable part of some important festivals in the north.

In addition to eating dumplings during the Spring Festival, we also eat dumplings during the Beginning of Winter and the Winter Solstice.

Aunt Guo usually makes the dumplings with her own hand-rolled wrappers.

It’s just the Spring Festival, and the family must always have a festive atmosphere.

The feeling of the New Year is getting less and less every year, so we can only try our best to keep a little bit of it at home.

So during the Spring Festival, the whole family got moving.

Xu Mingzhen felt that Tan Mo might have inherited the inability to make dumplings from Tan Wenci.

Because I can never learn how to talk about literature.

So he could only do the job of rolling out the dumpling wrappers.

Tan Mo sat aside, just for show.

It doesn't require her to wrap it quickly or well, just a sense of participation is enough.

Tan Mo didn't expect that he was so bad at making dumplings.

Naturally, he was unwilling to tell Wei Zhiqian such an embarrassing thing.

That's why Wei Zhiqian still doesn't know that Tan Mo doesn't know how to make dumplings.

Just looking at the photos, it seems that Tan Mo is well done.

I even wanted to try the dumplings made by Tan Mo himself.

In the evening, the Tan family also set off some fireworks in their yard.

Then the three brothers took Tan Mo to play in a four-person team to win the game.

Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen were watching the Spring Festival Gala out of boredom.

After Aunt Guo finished her work in the afternoon, she went home to celebrate the New Year.

Tan Mo and the other three didn't feel sleepy when they were playing games.

Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen heard the voices of the four brothers and sisters.

Tan Mo: "There are people on the hilltop in the 80 direction."

Tan Jinqi: "I see."

Tan Jinsheng: "Do you want to charge?"

Tan Jinyi said: "There are three of us on the top of the hill, we can charge."

Tan Mo: "Go, go, go, get rich!"

Xu Mingzhen listened to their lively games with a smile, and the sounds of the Spring Festival Gala, which were boring but quite lively, were mixed in her ears.

Seeing that it was almost time, Xu Mingzhen got up and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

Just as the clock struck midnight on TV, the dumplings were cooked.

Xu Mingzhen put the dumplings into the plate.

Tan Wenci then brought out plates of dumplings.

Tan Mo and the other three quit the game.

Xu Mingzhen brought out the last plate of dumplings and said, "I mixed Momo's dumplings in and cooked them together. Let's see who's lucky enough to get to eat Momo's dumplings."

When the three brothers of the Tan family heard this, they were all eager to try it.

Xu Mingzhen reminded, "Momo's dumplings look different from others, and you can tell the difference without even eating the filling. But don't go searching through the plates just to get Momo's dumplings. It would be a waste of time to find them."

Tan Wenci first brought a plate in front of him.

The three brothers Tan Jinqi also picked a plate each and were eager to try it out.

Tan Wenci said with a smile, "I still remember when I was a kid, we used to put coins in dumplings. We'd make a bunch of dumplings, and then randomly put eight with coins in them. Putting eight in them also meant getting rich. Then the family would eat the dumplings together. Whoever found a coin in the dumplings, and whoever ate the most, would be rich that year."

"But later I felt that the coins were not clean, so I stopped doing that." Speaking of which, I still feel a little regretful when talking about the writing.

He is the only son in the family and has no brothers or sisters.

When I was a child, I could go to my grandparents’ house during the Chinese New Year.

Together with my uncles and aunts, the whole family is having a lively time.

After my grandparents passed away, I no longer had the elderly in the family to serve as a link, and my contact with my uncles and aunts became less frequent.

Later, when Tan Jinqi was three years old, his parents also died one after another.

Before Tan Jinsheng was born, only he, Xu Mingzhen and Tan Jinqi would celebrate the New Year at home.

Not very lively.

But now it’s better, there are many children in the family.

The Chinese New Year can now be lively and festive.

Xu Mingzhen thought that she and Tan Wenci had no affinity.

When it comes to talking about literature, my parents-in-law left early.

On her side, Old Mrs. Xu was a bit unreasonable.

He had a falling out with Old Lady Xu and took turns with the Yuan family in providing living expenses for his retirement.

Although she didn't let Tan Wenci and the children get angry in the first few years, she still went to see Old Lady Xu herself.

Later on, Old Mrs. Xu became more and more out of control.

Even she was too lazy to go.

I might as well just live my own little home.

Xu Mingzhen put away his thoughts and said with a smile: "Although we don't wrap coins in dumplings anymore, these dumplings made by Momo can replace the dumplings with coins. Whoever eats them will have good luck this year."

"Oh, I ate some rice cakes." Tan Wenci said as he had just taken a bite of half of the dumpling.

Tan Wenci bit the soft and chewy rice cake and pulled out long rice cake threads, which looked very soft and glutinous.

"The company will definitely grow steadily this year." Xu Mingzhen said with a smile.

Tan Jinqi suddenly laughed, "I ate the jujubes that Momo packed."

Although rice cakes and dates are sweet, the dough itself has no taste. The dough takes on the same flavor as the filling.