Su Qingluan happened to have a half-wrapped zongzi in her hand. It was inconvenient for her to stand up, otherwise the whole thing would fall apart. So she just turned around and looked in the direction of her sister: "Why don't you come over and take a look and see?"
Attracted by this sentence, Su Xueyan immediately ran over with her short legs, although she had grown a little taller, and exclaimed: "Dad, Mom, my sister is making zongzi! My sister's zongzi is different from the ones sold outside!"
Upon hearing this, Yang followed in and stopped Su Xueyan who was about to step on the threshold to sell it out: "What's so special about zongzi? Can it be wrapped into beautiful flowers? And didn't I tell you before, don't step on the threshold, otherwise the land god will be angry."
"What will happen if the Earth God rises?" The little girl, who did not have any strong and specific concept of "matters concerning gods and ghosts", raised her head curiously to look at her mother's serious face, and then looked at the ordinary door frame.
"Then our San Ya won't grow taller!"
Su Qingluan smiled as she listened to her mother's threats against her sister. She didn't mind it in her heart, but couldn't say it out loud. She just said, "My Xueyan is so cute, the God of Land won't mind. But stepping on the threshold like this can easily cause you to accidentally miss a step and twist your ankle. Xueyan should not do that."
The thresholds at that time were said to be for "disaster prevention". In fact, from a practical point of view, since everyone lived in a bungalow, such a high threshold could block snakes, insects, rats, ants, or other things from outside. So unlike the thresholds of later generations that were only three to five centimeters high, the thresholds at that time could almost reach Su Qingluan's knees.
As for a little girl like Su Xueyan, she even had to "crawl over" to get there.
Therefore, if a child who is too young stands on the threshold, not to mention those "taboos" that cannot be verified, it is worth paying attention to from the point of view of safety alone.
No matter what method was used, the little girl finally came down from the threshold obediently, and without any unhappiness, she went to play happily in the yard.
Yang sighed, shook her head, and walked over to say, "It's you, the elder sister, who has a way to deal with these two monkeys—wow, you really made them beautifully." The second half of the sentence was directed at the rice dumplings Su Qingluan was wrapping, "Although tonight isn't the official day yet, it's rare that you've made rice dumplings. Why don't you try them tonight?"
Su Qingluan understood that according to the current temperature for making rice dumplings, they could be eaten after they were cooked, which would only take about an hour or two. Now it was summer and people generally went to bed late, so it was still in time to start cooking the rice dumplings.
However, she shook her head: "Mother, the rice dumplings will not be ready until tomorrow morning, and this is the shortest time. It is best to wait until tomorrow afternoon, when the rice dumplings will cool down naturally, and then rinse them with cold water to make them delicious." Anyway, the day after tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, so it doesn't matter even if the rice dumplings can only be taken out of the pot in the afternoon tomorrow.
"Why does it take so long?" Yang was surprised. "Are you going to make an elixir?" she asked jokingly.
Su Qingluan was also amused by her mother: "It takes so long to make it soft and chewy, not undercooked or hard. I guarantee that it will taste better than the ones sold outside."
"Tsk tsk tsk... jujubes, wolfberries, red beans... they're all delicious things..." Yang sighed, "Everything my daughter makes is delicious. Even these rice dumplings look more precious than usual!"
Then, she turned to the stove next to her: "Eh? Why is there a pot of soy sauce here?"
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "That's not soy sauce. It's soy sauce that we put in the glutinous rice. We'll make rice dumplings later."
"Oh, won't the rice dumplings be salty like this?" Yang asked doubtfully, "How...how can this still be delicious?"
"It's delicious. With bacon and salted egg yolks, it can't be bad." Su Qingluan recalled the egg yolk and salted pork rice dumplings and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
In fact, when it came to rice dumplings as a child, she was a typical "sweet party". After all, she lived in a relatively northern area, and the most popular fillings for rice dumplings were bean filling, peanut filling or dates, and they were coated with white sugar or honey, which tasted so delicious.
But later, the Internet became more and more developed, and after entering university, students from all over the world lived in the same dormitory. During the Dragon Boat Festival, it was inevitable that students from different regions would start a battle between the "sweet party" and the "salty party" for rice dumplings. This "sweet and salty war" even fermented on the Internet media and became a means of attracting attention and increasing sales.
At that time, Su Qingluan didn't quite believe that "salty rice dumplings" could be delicious. She even complained that this kind of rice dumplings was "evil and unorthodox." Then, when she tasted the salted pork and egg yolk rice dumplings for the first time—
Mmm! It smells so good! Su Jingze is actually herself!
The crunchy texture of the egg yolk and the greasy texture of the bacon are simply the most wonderful taste!
So looking at Yang's suspicious eyes, Su Qingluan didn't take it to heart. After all, whether the salty rice dumplings were delicious or not could only be determined after tasting them herself - as a salty lover, Su Qingluan said secretly in her heart.
Su Qingluan wanted to make rice dumplings, so the task of cooking fell on Yang.
However, Su Xuanhe is almost ten years old now and can help Yang, so Su Qingluan can concentrate on making rice dumplings.
At first, the two little guys thought that making zongzi was just a matter of folding one nest at a time. Although Su Qingluan's hands were not very good, she still had the skills. After making a few, she gradually regained the feel for it. Although it could not be compared with her peak period in her previous life, she could still make one in the blink of an eye, so the two little guys found it very simple.
As a result, both of them were eager to try it out.
Naturally, Yang pulled the two little ones to stop them from making trouble, but Su Qingluan knew that children were like this. If you don't deliberately tell them not to do something, they won't have a particularly strong obsession with doing something. But if adults repeatedly emphasize "never do that thing", most children will definitely choose to do it anyway and "live a life of freedom and unrestrainedness".
Of course, there are also a small number of people who will obey obediently, but the two little guys in the Su family are smart guys who are used to reading people's expressions. If their parents or elder sister tell them very seriously not to do something, maybe the two little guys will be obedient, but it is obvious that making rice dumplings is not a "serious" thing, so the two of them want to give it a try even more.
Su Qingluan gave each of them a piece of rice dumpling leaf to play with, and the consequences were predictable. Before the two little guys could wrap the rice dumplings, enough rice had leaked out to feed the chickens at home.
"This is not easy..." Little girl Su Xueyan pouted.
"Look, my sister made it very simply..." Su Xuanhe was also dejected.
Su Qingluan laughed in her heart: Two little kids, go and learn!
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