"Hurry up! My mom is starving at home. Let's talk about it later. I'll treat you to a meal when the restaurant opens in a few days. Thank you for helping my mother and me. Otherwise, she would have starved to death at home during the New Year. How tragic!"
As soon as she came out of the door, someone was waiting for her. Guangjin said outside that her mother was so hungry that she wanted to eat people, and she didn't know if she would be beaten to death.
"Let's go, we'll talk later."
After that, I rode my bike home with Guangjin. There was a cold wind blowing on the road, and it looked like it would snow tonight.
When she got home, she took out several cloth bags and a stack of brown paper. She put the dumplings she had frozen in advance into an aluminum basin and covered it with a cloth bag.
The stewed braised pork and ribs are placed in pots, covered with a layer of kraft paper and also put in a bag.
After the steamed buns were finished, they were placed directly into cloth bags, all made of clean gauze. She kept them for food storage as she made a lot of them. Then she filled a can with two jars of kimchi and finally put them in a new vegetable basket.
Tie it to the rear frame and cover it with a pocket to cover it tightly.
The basket in front of the cart was also filled to the brim, with food prepared at home, all brought to them. Who knew when Uncle Fang would return? With the state-owned restaurant uncertain about opening, and no one at home to run it, the mother and daughter had a miserable year.
"All meats can be steamed in a steel or aluminum pot and placed in a large bowl. Heat some for one meal and freeze the rest outside. Put the dumplings in cold water, and add half a bowl of cold water when the pot boils. You need to boil the pot three times in total and add water three times. Remember!"
After saying that, she urged him to go back. His old mother was waiting for him at home, so it was important for him to go home and feed her as soon as possible.
After I locked the door and returned to my room, I was so tired that I didn't even want to move when I sat on the kang. It was like a war since I got up in the morning. I wandered around all day and had nothing to eat, so I ate something at anyone's house, no matter if it was dried fruit or fruit.
You don’t have to eat at night, but you still have to get up and heat the kang.
As the room warmed up, snowflakes began to fall outside. It was snowing, a sign of a good harvest! It looked like I had to get up early to work again tomorrow morning. I couldn't let my hardworking image fall.
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