Chapter 618: Egg Dumplings and Meatballs

After all, that house was bought for Fubao, and when Fubao gets married in the future, they will have to move.

Zhang Jinlan has already bought a lot of land and houses.

The family has no shortage of money.

The rent alone is enough to support a whole family for several lifetimes.

Not to mention that the granddaughters' clinic and embroidery shop also make a lot of money.

"Grandma, Mom, I'm going to go find someone else to play with." Jiang Fubao acted childishly for once. She changed into simpler clothes, which were warm but convenient for movement. Then she took Jiang Ruyi and Jiang Huanyu out to play.

Jiang Wangyou, who is now married, stays at home. She likes to be quiet and doesn't like to play, and her period has been delayed for several days.

She didn't dare to move.

I vaguely felt that I was pregnant.

Jiang Wang was afraid of being too happy for nothing, so she planned to have her sister check her pulse after the New Year.

The servants were busy putting up Spring Festival couplets and hanging red lanterns, and the masters of the Jiang family were not much better, they did everything by themselves, from chopping wood to lighting the stove and cleaning.

After a simple lunch at noon, many women in the village who were on good terms with Zhang Jinlan came to her house in the afternoon, bringing some egg dumplings.

A dozen old ladies gathered in the kitchen, chatting and making dumplings.

Jiang Fubao didn't go out to play again in the afternoon.

She brought a small stool and sat by the stove with a book in hand to read.

It's warm here, not cold at all.

There were a few small potatoes on the stove, and the aroma of dumplings filled her nose.

"Grandma, please give me a taste." Jiang Fubao swallowed his saliva and raised his head and said.

"Little greedy cat, you can't eat this. The meat inside is not cooked yet. Wait until tomorrow New Year's Eve when grandma makes it. Then you can eat it, okay?" Zhang Jinlan replied with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll eat potatoes." Jiang Fubao used pliers to pick out the potatoes, then took a bowl, put some chili powder and salt in it, made chili salt, and added a little bit of sugar.

Peel the potatoes, dip them in some seasoning, and put them in your mouth. They are so delicious.

Jiang Fubao was not so greedy anymore after he had something to eat.

While reading the storybook and eating potatoes, she listened to her aunt and grandmother chatting with the old women in the village, and all kinds of gossip flowed into her ears.

She couldn't even remember what was written in the storybook, but she kept the gossip firmly in her mind.

"Mom, the meat filling is ready, it's time to fry the meatballs."

Zhang Yanzi, who had been chopping meat and preparing the sauce, brought a large basin and placed it on the stove.

Said to Zhang Jinlan.

"Yingqiu, don't make them anymore. Pingmei and I are happy with these egg dumplings. Go and fry the meatballs with Yanzi. Yanzi, do you like the saltiness? Remember not to make it too salty. Fubao can't eat anything too salty."

Zhang Jinlan instructed.

"It's not salty, mother. I've tasted it. It's just right. Fubao, add two sticks of firewood to the stove and make the fire bigger. Put some oil in the pot."

After Zhang Yanzi finished speaking to her mother-in-law, she turned to her daughter.

"Okay, mother." Jiang Fubao put the last potato into his mouth, and his cheeks immediately puffed up.

She put the bowl and the notebook on the ground, picked up two pieces of firewood and put them on the stove.

The technique is very skillful.

Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone calls her a miracle doctor or Dr. Jiang.

But at home, she still does the work she is supposed to do.

Occasionally, when she saw Xuehuan was not feeling well, she would even take a broom and clean the balcony outside her house thoroughly.

Very down to earth.

The temperature of the oil in the pot began to rise as more firewood was added.

When the water started to boil, Zhang Yanzi and Zhu Yingqiu started to make meat balls.

Then fry them in a pan.

The aroma of meatballs is much more overbearing than that of egg dumplings.

The gluttonous worms that had been swallowed by the potatoes were suddenly hooked up again.

Jiang Fubao would occasionally stick his head out to see if the meat in the pot was cooked.

"Here, Auntie will fry some small meatballs for you. You can't eat the big ones because they are not fried thoroughly inside. Fubao, try to make it saltier. If it's too salty, Auntie will add some more salt to the meat filling."

Zhu Yingqiu used long chopsticks to pick up a small meatball that was half the size of an ordinary meatball, put it in Jiang Fubao's bowl, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, aunt." Jiang Fubao couldn't wait to stuff the meatballs into his mouth.

"Fragrant! Really delicious! Not bland or salty at all, the meat filling prepared by my mother is just right." Jiang Fubao gave a thumbs up.

Although the meatballs were very hot inside and she grimaced from the heat, the meatballs tasted so good that she couldn't help but praise them.

"Kid, eat slowly. It's so hot. Don't burn your tongue. You look silly." Zhang Yanzi scolded with a worried look on her face.

"Hehe." Jiang Fubao laughed guiltily.

When the weather got cold, night came especially early. As the sun set, the women in the village also left with their basins in their arms.

There are golden egg dumplings in the bowl.

There is also a bowl full of egg dumplings and meatballs on the stove at home.

Most of the remaining oil in the pot was poured out to be used for the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow, and a small portion was used for cooking tonight.

Qian Xile and Wanyu prepared dinner.

Both granddaughters-in-law are good cooks.

Eight dishes and a soup were prepared, and the whole family ate while sitting in the main room.

The servants went to Jiang Cheng and Jiang Meng's house in the backyard to eat together.

After eating and taking a bath, Jiang Fubao lay in the warm quilt and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, she was awakened by the sound of talking in the yard.

"It's snowing. It's snowing. We can make a snowman today."

"I still like playing snowball fights. I want to go play snowball fights with Dashan."

"Oh, it's snowing. It's snowing."

"......"

The voices of his brother, sister and nephew were mixed together, but Jiang Fubao could hear them clearly.

She spends every day with her family, and even if they don’t talk, she knows who is standing in front of her just by listening to the footsteps.

"Xue Huan, bring me my new clothes. I need to put them on quickly and go out to enjoy the snow."

I thought it wouldn't snow this year.

Jiang Fubao was also a little excited.

She loves snowy days the most, especially when she has a snowball fight or makes a snowman, and she sits around the stove with her family, warming themselves by the fire, drinking hot milk tea, and eating sweet persimmon cakes. It is such a happy moment.

Not to mention today is New Year's Eve.

There is a New Year's Eve dinner.

She ordered three dishes.

Jiang Fubao felt hungry when he thought of the table full of delicious food.

After opening the clinic, the meals she ate were either cooked by her second sister or bought on the street.

Especially after the renovation of Yaoxiangshan Pavilion, my second sister returned home and basically bought her meals on the street. Only when there were fewer patients could she go home early in the evening to have dinner with her family.

Jiang Fubao still likes to eat home-cooked meals the most because they have the taste of home.

"Miss, you must dress up beautifully today. This snowflake hairpin is just right for the occasion. Let me put it on for you." Xue Huan helped to fix her hair and helped Jiang Fubao put on her clothes, then took out another hairpin.

"Okay, you don't need to dress up too much in the village, but you can still wear a hairpin. Just this one, and don't bring the others. It will be too tiring when you play later."