Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the document written in black and white and signed it happily. "Dad and Mom, don't worry, you will always be my dad and mom!"
That definitely requires parents. She only has these seven anyway, so she won't raise any more...
Humph. He didn't hesitate for a second, so he still had some conscience. Cheng Fugui carefully put the receipt away and pursed his lips, saying, "Some people, it's better to keep their word!"
"Don't worry, Dad. I always keep my word. By the way, Dad, that wine is good. I'll make two more jars when I get back. And Mom, I'll get you some other light wine. This wine is indeed a bit strong..." After the matter was settled, Cheng Zhenzhu did not forget to comfort her with fine wine.
"Alright, alright, stop laughing. I think your eyes are about to pop out of your head." Cheng Fugui waved his hands. He was still a little upset. His second daughter was now more troublesome than his eldest daughter and son.
No, she was a troublemaker from the beginning! If she hadn't taken the initiative to go to the countryside, they would have found a good marriage for her earlier. How could there be so many troubles later? The family already has children, and now they bring another one back out of nowhere!
"Hehe~" Cheng Zhenzhu laughed, "Aren't I happy?"
Zhao Fangrui saw her daughter smile, and she felt a mixture of emotions. Her second daughter was truly optimistic now. Nothing seemed to matter to her. She didn't know whether it was good or bad...
"Wuwuwu~" Jiujo woke up and couldn't find his mother, so he got anxious. He cried so aggrievedly in front of his brothers, and whenever a brother came close to him, he would reach out and pull her away, not at all like his usual easygoing self.
"Jiu Tiao, let's put on our clothes first, and then carry you to find your mother, okay?" San Tiao was strategic.
When Jiu Tiao heard the word "mother," his ears twitched, and he stopped resisting. His hands and feet cooperated with the dressing, but he still had to cry through his mouth and eyes. Once he started crying, his mother would come and caress him...
"Oh, what happened to our Jiu Tiao? His eyes are red from crying..." Cheng Zhenzhu walked into the room after finishing talking with her parents, looked at the little crybaby who was crying sadly, picked him up and comforted him.
Jiu Tiao stopped crying in an instant, hugged his mother tightly, and started to say "oh oh oh" with moist eyes and soft voice, as if to say don't abandon him, and take him with you next time.
"Okay, take our Jiu Tiao with you. Wherever Mom goes, Jiu Tiao will go..." Cheng Zhenzhu put shoes on the aggrieved little guy. Several older people had already helped Jiu Tiao put on his clothes, saving her a lot of trouble.
Jiu Tiao seemed to understand and opened his little mouth with a sweet smile.
Three of them exchanged glances. Nine was a complete drama queen...
Because Chinese New Year was approaching, Zhao Fangrui got busy making dumplings after breakfast. All the children in the room raised their hands, offering to help. They all came forward, their hands clean.
"Grandma, what's the filling for the dumplings?" Er Tiao asked.
"Let's make some vermicelli and meat filling, some egg filling, and some vegetable filling," Zhao Fangrui said. There's a lot of people at home, and if we don't prepare more, it won't be enough. And my eldest daughter and her family have said they'll be coming over for Chinese New Year this year. We can't do without making a few hundred buns. And as for the buns, I want a few more baskets...
"Good! Liu Tiao loves the dumplings made by grandma the most!" Liu Tiao clapped his hands.
Liu Tiao was a good pleaser, he loved to eat and he could eat well. Zhao Fangrui felt that this child was blessed, and her smile became even more loving.
Qi Tiao and Ba Tiao came over with grins on their faces. They also knew how to make dumplings.
Cheng Zhenzhu held Jiu Tiao and helped him. Jiu Tiao was a good tinkerer, so he grabbed a piece of dough and kneaded it vigorously in his hands. As long as the little guy didn't put it in his mouth, Cheng Zhenzhu would let him do whatever he wanted. After all, kids his age just like to have something in their hands.
"Mom, mom~" Xiaolu also wanted to help. Even though she was only one and a half years old, she had to participate in all group activities. Wang Xiaomei was afraid that her daughter would make trouble, so she carried her to a chair and made a dough for her, telling her not to put it in her mouth.
The little deer nodded and happily played with the dough.
The whole family worked all morning, producing three large basins of dumplings. In the afternoon, the family made dumplings, each making ten. In total, they made over two hundred large white buns, which was a considerable expense of flour and fillings.
But Zhao Fangrui had no reason to feel bad. She'd earned enough in her life, and now that she was retired, she was thinking about making something delicious. Finally, it was Chinese New Year, and with her daughter and son by her side, and her children all around, she was delighted...
"Delicious, delicious!" On the morning of New Year's Eve, little Tiger held a big hot bun and ate it with such relish!
Because the children were all looking forward to eating buns, Zhao Fangrui got up on the morning of New Year's Eve and steamed two large baskets, about twenty of them, and she also cooked a large pot of porridge.
Each person gets a steamed bun, paired with hot porridge, which is a pretty good breakfast. Everyone in the room is quite satisfied with the meal. Days like this are something to look forward to!
I was quite satisfied with the dough I got, after all, the dough was fragrant and delicious...
After breakfast, the children began to look forward to the reunion dinner in the evening and also to the heavy snow. Several of them had already put on their gloves, hanging them around their necks, which were quite conspicuous.
Zhao Fangrui looked at the rough needlework and said, "Why don't you hook your fingers too? Fingers get the coldest."
"My ability is limited." Cheng Zhenzhu said honestly.
Zhao Fangrui remembered that she had some wool at home, so she brought it over.
"But it's good to wear it around the neck so they don't lose it. I'll make a few pairs for them and put them here for next year. What do you think of Eight Tiao?" Zhao Fangrui asked the one closest to her.
"Okay~ Thank you grandma!" Ba Tiao hugged Zhao Fangrui's arm and said softly.
Children are sensitive and know whether someone is good to them or not. Bajiao had already recognized this grandmother the last time she came, and this time, she felt even closer.
"You're welcome~" Zhao Fangrui patted the little kid's head. She thought, there's nothing wrong with having a few obedient kids around, and besides, they bring wealth with them...
The afternoon of New Year's Eve.
After waking up from his nap, Cheng Fugui began preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner. First, he had to boil some oil. He had ordered a few pounds of chicken mushroom oil and lard from someone yesterday. The aroma was already wafting through every household, and he wouldn't mind a little more fragrance.
After washing and chopping a few pounds of lard and adding chicken mushroom oil, they boiled a large pot of lard with some left over. Cheng Fugui scooped out the excess, planning to use it for a dinner that night. As for the lard residue, he added a little salt and fried it, which was incredibly fragrant. The children all took pieces, and the whole pot of lard was quickly empty.
Liu Tiao was still not satisfied, his eyes sparkling, "Grandpa, is there anything else?"
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