Time flies in the busyness, and in the blink of an eye it is New Year's Eve.
The house was bustling early in the morning.
Those who hang lanterns hang lanterns, and those who put up window decorations put up window decorations.
Grandma Huo took out the red paper she had cut in advance, and knowing that Jiang Si had good calligraphy skills, she called her over.
"Si Si, please write the Spring Festival couplets this year."
Jiang Si was about to respond.
His sight suddenly caught sight of the old man next to him.
Thinking of the old man writing furiously at home during this period, Jiang Si smiled.
"Grandma, I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time. My handwriting is not very good now. Let Grandpa write it for me."
After saying that, he did not forget to praise, "Grandpa's handwriting is good."
Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but smile.
How could Grandma Huo not understand Jiang Si's thoughts? "I'll listen to you and ask your grandfather to write it."
Even though the old man's chess skills are not very good, he can write the word "䥍" quite well.
Every stroke is so powerful that it can be seen through the paper, with strength that cannot be ignored.
Soon, the Spring Festival couplets were written.
The old man admired himself for a long time, and finally handed the Spring Festival couplets to Huo Tingzhou with great satisfaction.
I was worried that he wouldn't stick it properly, so I kept an eye on him the whole time.
Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.
It took me almost two hours to finish pasting the Spring Festival couplets.
Under normal circumstances, Grandma Huo would have scolded them, but since it was New Year's Day and she was so happy, she just let them go.
After a few simple bites at noon, everyone started kneading the dough and preparing the stuffing.
This year's New Year's Eve dinner requires everyone to be present.
Huo Li had told the people in several families a long time ago that on New Year's Day, each family had to contribute two specialties.
Brother Huo made a Xinjiang specialty, big plate chicken, which was filled with crunchy potatoes and belt noodles.
Just smelling it makes your mouth water.
The second dish is hand-pulled lamb.
He grew up in the northwest, and this kind of food is what he eats most often during the Chinese New Year. Its main feature is its original flavor.
Paired with the chive flowers they brought, it tasted amazing.
What Second Brother Huo cooked was a traditional famous dish that every household in Beijing must eat during the Chinese New Year - Four Happiness Meatballs.
They are called meatballs, but each one is the size of a fist.
This dish alone consumed several kilograms of pork, and Huo Li was originally worried that the second child would eat all the meat.
Unexpectedly, the taste was unexpectedly good.
The second dish made by Brother Huo was mustard dumplings, which were made from the stems of large cabbage.
It tastes sweet and sour and is very refreshing.
Jiang Si is not very good at cooking, so this can only be left to Huo Tingzhou.
He made braised prawns and steamed yellow croaker.
In addition, Uncle Zhong also did two things.
Both are must-have home-cooked dishes for the Chinese New Year in Shanghai. One is Four Happiness Roasted Gluten, and the other is Jiang Si’s favorite Pickled Pork with Pork Belly.
Spring bamboo shoots are not on the market yet, so what is on the market are winter bamboo shoots.
It also contains plenty of Nanfeng meat and shrimp leaves, and the soup is rich and mellow. It is so delicious that it makes your eyebrows fall off after taking a bite.
Finally, it was the fourth brother’s family.
He makes fried food that kids love.
Fried saury, fried lotus root boxes, fried crispy fish, fried shredded radish meatballs...
As soon as the frying started, the children came over after smelling the smell.
"Come on, take one each, and be careful when eating, don't burn yourself."
The quantity made today was large, and Huo Li couldn't bear to leave his good grandchildren behind, so he fed it to the children as soon as it came out of the pot.
Sui Sui and Zhao Zhao smacked their lips twice and their saliva flowed down.
Jiang Si instantly laughed to the point of hysteria, "It's not ready this year, the teeth haven't grown yet, let's wait until next year to eat it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Tingzhou stuffed a fried shredded radish meatball into her mouth.
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