The next year, Si Yueyue started to make a few rice dumplings with her family every November. At first, Zhao's mother would object.
She thought that the rice used to make rice dumplings could be used to cook an extra meal of porridge, so she didn't want her to do it. But since the old man agreed, she didn't say much.
Now I have gradually gotten used to making and eating rice dumplings at home. When Si Yueyue and his family were with the army, our family would make and eat them every November.
Lin Meili was surprised and said: "Ah? Yueyue made glutinous rice and put salted duck eggs together? Can this be delicious?"
Mrs. Zhao nodded when she heard this: "I think it tastes good."
Hearing this, Yang Fenfen looked at Zhang Huifang and Lin Meili and said, "Why don't we pick some zong leaves and try it today?"
"I don't dare to think about adding meat. I don't have much meat coupons at home. I just bought all the meat the day before yesterday. I still have some left to preserve."
"We still have some salted duck eggs at home, you can try it."
"Well, let's pick some leaves and bring them back. We can still make a few."
"But I don't know where the rice dumpling leaves are."
"No, this mountain is so big, we'll go around and pick some if there are any, otherwise forget it."
"That."
After they finished talking, they quickened their pace.
Two hours later, Zhao Laonian and others arrived at the foot of the mountain. They looked at the ground covered with mugwort leaves and nodded in their hearts.
The weather is good this year, and the mugwort leaves are growing better than in previous years.
"Oh, the mugwort leaves are growing really well. Yueyue asked me to pick more of them. She said she wanted to use them to make some dumplings."
Zhang Hui looked at Old Lady Zhao suspiciously: "Can food made from mugwort taste good?"
"I don't know, but everything Yueyue cooks tastes good. Even if it's made with mugwort leaves, it shouldn't be bad."
Zhang Huifang thought about it and nodded: "I will go down the mountain with my sister-in-law to pick them, and then let Yueyue teach Jianjun how to make them."
"Ah, I think Brother Zhou's skills are not bad, he will definitely be able to learn it."
Hearing this, Yang Fenfen and Lin Meili also leaned over and said, "Sister-in-law, can we learn to make dumplings together?"
"Oh, why not? If you are willing to learn, Yueyue will definitely be willing to teach you. You are kind to her and she will remember it. How could she not agree to this?"
"Let's hurry up the mountain and talk about it when we get back, otherwise it will be too late."
"Sister-in-law is right. Let's go up the mountain first."
"good."
As they were talking, they headed up the mountain. After walking only one-third of the way, they saw two large zong leaves.
When Old Lady Zhao saw the zong leaves, she quickly asked a few people to pick them. The other three people happily stepped forward, picked the leaves one by one and put them into the backpack.
After a short while, several people had filled their backpacks with a lot of rice dumplings leaves. They looked at the remaining half and stopped.
"Sister-in-law, can you fit it in? If not, put it here. I still have some space."
Old Lady Zhao looked down at the backpack, then smiled at Lin Meili and said, "That's enough. I brought a big backpack specially."
"Is it too heavy? Why don't you put some on my side? I don't pick much, so it's easier to carry. We have to go back soon, and it will be hard to carry if it's too heavy."
"No, no, this little bit of weight is much lighter than the big bags I used to carry. If I get too tired to move, I will definitely ask you for help."
Zhang Huifang and the other two nodded when they heard this: "Well, sister-in-law must tell us if she is tired."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't tire myself out."
"Yes, yes, then shall we start going down the mountain? We still need to pick mugwort leaves."
"Okay."
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