Lin Hongchu squeezed to the front of the door, watched him limping away, and laughed out loud, holding her stomach.
Xu Jiang looked at the threshold in front of her and thought that she had originally thought the threshold was too high and wanted to level it. Fortunately, Uncle Cao persuaded her and said that a high threshold could keep out the foul air. It really made sense.
However, she remembered Feng Miao's "reminder" just now, and a needle stabbed in her heart, making her feel uneasy from time to time.
Forget it, when the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth!
Xu Jiang clapped her hands, supported Lin Hongchu, who was staggering with laughter, and pulled her into the house. "The paper is cut. Come, copy a few poems for me."
She was going to start making red plum paper. The handwriting of this little girl Lin Hongchu had inherited some of Master Lin's spirit, and it matched the red plum blossoms that stood proudly against the snow.
Lin Hongchu rolled up his sleeves, full of energy, and asked, "What poem should I copy?"
"If it's a plum blossom sign, naturally copy plum blossom poems." Xu Jiang found several poetry collections and picked out all the poems about plum blossoms based on his memory, and asked Lin Hongchu to copy them one by one.
While Lin Hongchu was copying the poem, Xu Jiang continued to annotate the county annals. When she came to the chapter on the spring scenery of Yao County, she heard Lin Hongchu reading as she copied: "I met a postman while picking plum blossoms and sent them to the people in Longtou. I have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, so I will give you a branch of spring."
Xu Jiang couldn't help but look up at the door and thought: After the New Year, spring will be here.
Lin Hongchu copied a few poems and hurriedly showed them to Xu Jiang. Then, with an expectant look on her face, she asked, "How's it going?"
"I've made considerable progress." Lin Hongchu's handwriting was more composed than when she first came to the village. Master Lin's brushstrokes were always sharp, while hers were soft yet firm. The father and daughter were a perfect match. "It's well written."
Lin Hongchu smiled brightly at the compliment, and Xu Jiang was also pleased to see it. She said with a smile, "How about I reward you today and make you a plum blossom cake?"
It just so happened that when I was making the bean curd buds, I carved a plum blossom mold. Since I have some free time now, I can make it as a snack and let Lin Hongchu take it home for Master Lin and Madam Lin to taste.
Lin Hongchu cheered, and then said, "I'll do it with the boss."
Xu Jiang laughed and pinched her face lovingly, "Okay."
The recipe for plum blossom cake is similar to that for tofu paste. Mix glutinous rice flour and red yeast rice flour, then stir and knead. Once kneaded, steam the cake. Continue kneading until smooth and no longer sticky. Then, divide the cake into small pieces, wrap them in preserved fish sauce, and roll them into balls. Then, take a mold, grease it, fill it with the rice dough, and shape it. Finally, give it a gentle tap, and a red plum blossom will pop out.
Lin Hongchu looked at the delicate and lovely red plum blossoms made by Xu Jiang, and then looked at the ones he made himself. They were all exposed, as if the red plum blossoms were crushed into dust. It was a horrible sight.
Xu Jiang saw her looking at him eagerly and raised his eyebrows. "What did we say? If you don't do well, you will suffer the consequences yourself."
Lin Hongchu angrily stuffed the plum cake in his hand into his mouth and chewed it for a few bites. He found that although it didn't look good, it was still quite delicious, so he ate two more.
Suddenly, Zeng Zhui's voice came from outside, "Where are they? Madam Xu, is Xiaochu here? I've brought you some snacks."
"Here it comes!" Lin Hongchu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly picked up the plate of plum blossom cake he made and carried it out.
Xu Jiang pricked up her ears to listen for any noises in the stall, only to hear Zeng Zhui's earth-shattering laughter. "Hahaha, you call this plum blossom cake? Did the plum blossom get beaten? Is it even full of intestines and stomach... woo?"
Xu Jiang stretched her head out to take a look, only to see that Lin Hongchu had stuffed his mouth full of plum cakes.
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