Chapter 357: Lantern Festival Tangyuan
“You deserve it!”
Jin Qiaofeng hugged her eldest grandson Guoqing and rolled her eyes at her unruly son.
Er Nengzi pretended to be aggrieved and looked at He Cuicui, but was stepped on again.
Fu Zhenggang was standing behind with a shameless face. When he saw this scene, he felt a little gloating and nudged him with his elbow.
"Your son is so filial!"
His family has been raising him for a few years and he is now in much better health. He is now sitting with a few little ones, watching TV series intently.
Ernengzi put his hands in his pockets and snorted coldly.
"If you call me dad, I can be filial to you like this, son!"
Fu Zhenggang's body trembled and he dodged to the side in panic.
"Fuck you, don't try to take advantage of me."
"Can you be quiet? Don't force me to slap you on New Year's Day!"
Facing Zhao Yunyun's death stare, Fu Zhenggang shut up in grievance.
This woman's temper is getting more and more aggressive. She has the final say at home, and even Lai Xi's status is higher than hers.
What's the point of being a man?
But he could only complain a few words in his heart, and he didn't have the courage to rely on others for free.
His son no longer has his surname, and if his wife runs away again, what’s the point of living like this?
Wu Shengli looked at Fu Zhenggang's cowardly look and shook his head silently.
It's really a disgrace to these men.
Diao Yulian cleared her throat.
"What's wrong, Yulian? Are you thirsty? The water is warm, take a few sips."
Wu Shengli handed over a cup of tea with a smile and considerately unscrewed the lid.
Fu Zhenggang rolled his eyes almost to the sky.
Qian Yu touched his belly and said, "I want to taste the ginseng fruit, too."
Guan Lamei made the decision: "When we go back later, ask Donggua to make one for you."
The couple got married after graduating from university in 1982. Qian Yu became pregnant last spring and her due date is in the next few days.
The couple moved back to the compound last winter, and Guan Lamei and Yu Afen can still help out.
Donggua touched his head and said honestly, "This thing looks scary. Can I eat it?"
He works in an office, from nine to five, with a normal work and rest schedule. He has no other hobbies after get off work, and he spends his free time at home cooking.
I have recently become obsessed with making pastry, and I practice with dough whenever I have time.
Last time I steamed a basket of bunny flower buns, and all the kids in the compound were scrambling to eat them.
Qian Baozhu said cheerfully, "It should be okay, but eating it certainly won't make you immortal."
Zhou Zhiwen bared his big teeth and bit Xia Yue's ear.
“Is there really a ginseng fruit that looks like a child?”
Zhou Zhixi frowned after hearing this and said seriously to his son, who was about the same height as him, "Tiger Head, remember not to believe or spread rumors."
Tong Wan stepped on the man's foot, and he choked on the words in his mouth.
Xie Da Jiao took the pumpkin seeds handed to him by Hao Da Er and said: "It looks like it was carved out of something."
Gao Xiulan has good eyesight: "It looks a bit like sweet potato. It's delicious even when eaten raw."
Yu Afen nodded: "I'm afraid so."
Xie Yi and Lin Xiaotong sat next to Gao Xiulan, cracking melon seeds and watching TV, enjoying their little life.
Guoqing, Chengzi and Lai Xi put their heads together. There was a coal stove burning in the room, so it wasn't cold. They took off their woolen hats.
Orange looked carefully but couldn't find the trick: "Mom, why can they fly?"
Guoqing's imagination was running wild: "Yes, yes, could it be that they really asked a god to play the role?"
Lai Xi also pursed his lips, and the three of them looked at Lin Xiaotong.
"Wait a minute, here, look at their waists. Is there something tied around their waists when they turn over?"
She patted the melon seed shells on her hands and explained in a low voice.
Lai Xi's eyes widened in surprise, "Hmm, what is that?"
Orange's eyes widened like bells: "There's a string behind it!"
Guoqing was very cooperative: "Wow, it's true!"
Orange put one hand on his waist, hugged his mother's waist, and chewed the dried fruit that his father fed him.
She is truly the happiest child in the compound.
"If you hang a person up with a wire and someone on the other side pulls the rope, like this, wouldn't that make them fly?"
She simply drew a distance on the paper. There are many aerial fighting and tumbling action scenes in "Journey to the West".
The director specially learned some tricks of wire suspension from Hong Kong, and after some trial and error, he created the classic 1986 version.
When she was reading the report, she also found that Zhu Bajie played fifteen roles in the play.
Gao Xiulan was very disappointed: "Why are there only eleven episodes? When will the rest be aired?"
The New Year is almost over and tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. If they don’t broadcast it, CCTV’s phone will probably be flooded with calls.
"It's really suspenseful, Xiulan, let's go back."
Zhang Dazui is an impatient person. He was enjoying the show when he suddenly lost interest.
He picked up the small stool, waved his hand, and went back to the west room.
"Oh, it's already this late. No wonder I feel hungry. Let's all go home. Dad, come and help me light the fire."
Xie Yi slapped his thigh, rolled up his sleeves and started to chase people away.
He just likes doing this kind of thing.
Receiving his mother Gao Xiulan's admiring look, he smiled proudly, held his head high and went to the kitchen to cook.
Guoqing and Lai Xi waved goodbye to Chengzi reluctantly, and holding their mother's hand, they skipped back to the front yard.
He Cuicui and Ernengzi discussed: "How about we buy a color TV this year? Mom can watch it at home."
Jin Qiaofeng fell behind and walked with Guan Lamei, with the corners of her mouth raised to the sky.
Look, the daughter-in-law is so considerate.
"Okay, Mom, your precious grandson wants to buy a color TV, can you help me with some of the support?"
Er Nengzi couldn't stop shouting, and Jin Qiaofeng's heels were shaking when she heard it. Fortunately, Guan Lamei was there to pull her up.
Guoqing looked up and pointed at himself, his mouth slightly open.
Children, do you have a lot of questions?
"Grandma, my dad is talking nonsense. I didn't do that."
Ernengzi shook his cauliflower head and said, "You kid, you really don't know how to cooperate with your father at all."
Jin Qiaofeng snorted coldly, breathing out through her nose: "After the New Year, you should just leave your bag at home and rest."
Xie Da Jiao sat on the chair, opened the lid and took a look: "Xiu Lan, the mutton soup on the stove is ready."
Orange held a small bowl in his hand and ate in small bites.
"Grandma, it's really cooked. The radish is delicious."
Even though it contained ginger, which she didn't like, it didn't affect the deliciousness of the soup at all.
Xie Da Jiao smiled proudly, he had never failed to make soup.
"The food is served! Wash your hands and eat."
Lin Xiaotong was holding a plate of freshly fried tomato and eggs. This dish was quite delicious in the middle of winter.
Generally, when tomatoes are on the market, I buy a large basket of tomatoes when the price is the cheapest and make them into canned tomatoes.
It is very convenient to just open a can when you want to eat during the Chinese New Year.
"I'll cook Yuanxiao from Daoxiangcun tomorrow."
Gao Xiulan waved her hand and bought four kinds of fillings: hawthorn sugar, sugar osmanthus, jujube paste and pine nuts, and red bean paste.
There's no way, her husband, Mr. Xie, just loves sweet food.
Lin Xiaotong likes to eat the ones with white sugar osmanthus filling, which is sweet and fills her mouth with the fragrance of osmanthus.
Xie Yi took off his apron, washed his hands and went into the house: "I'm going to try making braised pork tomorrow."
"Son, forget it. Ahem, I'm free tomorrow. I'll do it."
Xie Da Jiao quickly interrupted and said that Daer put too much sugar in the braised pork he made last time, so it was not sweet enough.
After eating it, he didn't want to eat meat for a week.
Lin Xiaotong smiled secretly.
Gao Xiulan gave the order: "Eat!"
When everyone in the compound finished eating, washed their feet and prepared to go to bed, Donggua's exclamation came from the front yard.
Lin Xiaotong and Xie Yi put their heads close together by the window and pricked up their ears to listen to the noise.
"Oh, Mom, slow down, I haven't put this thing in yet!"
The family was talking when suddenly Qian Yu held her stomach and cried out in pain.
He grabbed the person and rushed out the door, and no one could stop him.
As soon as the door of Old Qian's house opened, Yu Afen rushed to the front yard in a hurry, while Qian Baozhu locked the door at the back.
Diao Yulian, wearing cotton shoes and wrapped in a quilt, stuck her head out.
"Is she going to give birth? I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."
Wu Shengli muttered in his throat: "Why do you care about this? They won't eat our rice anyway."
"Wu Shengli, I noticed that you've started talking back lately. I'm giving you face, right?"
The couple went into the inner room after arguing.
Wu Jiabao was frantically finishing his homework in the room. He didn't even bother to learn from Hu Tou's answers and just kept writing haltingly.
He was yawning all the time, his eyelids drooped, and his head nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
There was also a photo of him and Lao Pan at the door of the seafood stall on the table.
When my mind wanders, I pluck out a leg hair.
He cried out in pain and continued to do his homework with tears in his eyes.
If he fails to get into university this summer, he will have to continue working in the Pengcheng factory.
…
The Xie family has the habit of cooking glutinous rice balls at around eight or nine in the morning. The cooked glutinous rice balls are white and plump.
Lin Xiaotong took a bite, it was still a little hot, and asked Gao Xiulan: "Mom, is Qian Yu giving birth?"
"She was born in the early morning. It's a fat girl, weighing 6.6 jins. Her nickname is Tangyuan."
She also heard that when Guan Lamei came back, she put back the cooking utensils that Donggua had used before.
"This name means festive." The old male cat Zhima sat on Xie Dajiao's legs.
Orange said honestly, "That sounds really tempting."
Lin Xiaotong poked the bud on her daughter's head and said, "Little greedy cat, try the glutinous rice balls and see how they taste."
Xie Yi quickly answered: "Delicious!"
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