Chapter 80: Little New Year (Part 2)
"Girl, you really understand my heart. Well, make more dumplings. I don't mind your poor cooking skills. Let's eat here today. It's the Little New Year, and more people make it more lively. I'll go call Lao Wang over now!"
The old man walked away talking to himself.
His legs moved very fast, as if he was afraid that Chen Chunxing would change his mind.
"You've become so poor that you have to pay for another meal." Diao wiped the face of the fourth child and turned back to scold him.
Chen Chunxing just smiled and said nothing.
He casually asked Zhixia to bring the bean paste steaming on the stove.
In fact, she prepared three kinds of fillings, one sweet and one salty.
Mao Pingzu sent dozens of kilograms of glutinous rice, which can be used to wrap hundreds of them. There is no need to worry about them going bad in this weather. They can be steamed or fried on weekdays and used as staple food.
The two old men's are not bad either.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Diao watched for a while and then took action herself.
She really couldn't stand her granddaughter's slowness. It was obvious that she could just roll it into a ball, but she took the trouble to carve it. She didn't know who she inherited this from.
"Where did you learn this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Seeing Diao's suspicious expression, Chen Chunxing said calmly, "Master Xue taught me this. He told me about it orally. It's said to be a famous snack in the capital. This is my first time making it."
Diao's mouth twitched. "You're so bold to put in the ingredients this first time. What if I mess it up..."
"If it goes wrong, it won't cost us money," Chen Chunxing reassured her. "It looks similar to a pie, just the crust is different, but the taste is definitely right."
The fragrance still lingered at the tip of my nose. When it came to preparing the filling, Diao was impeccable.
Although the dumplings I made last time were ugly in appearance, they all tasted good and received thumbs-up from everyone.
She thought about it and changed the subject: "When will Master Xue come? Is he going to stay at our house again today?"
"We'll definitely be there before dark," Chen Chunxing replied nonchalantly. "We'll stay overnight. I think Lao Yang and him slept well."
As soon as I finished speaking, I was met with a lot of eye rolls.
Diao didn’t think there was anything good about it!
Although County Magistrate Xue had evil intentions towards his granddaughter, he couldn't resist the fact that she was well-born and educated, and became a county magistrate at such a young age.
In this small piece of land in the north, I really can't find a better grandson-in-law than him...
Although it was said before that she would be a maid, firstly, no contract was signed, and secondly, the two had also said before that it was just a cooperative relationship.
Judging from County Magistrate Xue's attitude towards his own granddaughter, who knows who will be the head of the family in the future...
The old lady couldn't stop thinking about it these days, and as she thought about it, she suddenly figured it out.
I can’t stand seeing two grown men being so affectionate with each other!
"No, you can only sleep once more, no more!"
Chen Chunxing tilted his head.
Even with her intelligence, she could never guess the old lady's complicated thoughts.
I simply didn't answer.
The Shen family's half of the house has not been repaired yet.
It’s not that the villagers are avoiding work, it’s just that Xue Yongan won’t let them.
He would wait until he had free time to build it himself to ensure his ownership.
there.
Shen Mingqiu helped bring in the bean paste and left, rubbing his arms.
He has always been a little smart guy.
He ran out and turned around in front of Yang Yi, shaking his head and sighing.
"Although I'm the only male in the Shen family, you're still half a member of the Shen family. If anyone wants to force you to do something you don't want to do, you must not compromise! If that doesn't work, I'll help you... Hmm..."
Yang Yi was chopping wood. Upon hearing this, he rolled up the brat and stuffed him into the bathtub.
It was specially made for his medicinal baths, and no one dared to go near it normally - it smelled too bad.
Chen Yandong pinched his nose and ran away.
"Grandma, my third brother fell into the cesspool!"
Shen Mingqiu…really couldn’t refute it.
The old man usually looks very cautious, but he likes to take unconventional measures when it comes to himself. The medicine he uses is fishy and smelly. After soaking for more than a month, the smell has seeped into the body.
These words happened to be heard by two old men who came rushing over, and Doctor Chang immediately frowned.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why is that a dung bucket? It's clearly... the essence!"
Chen Yandong blinked, took a bite of the date cake he had taken from the house, and said ignorantly:
"Blessing, for you?"
"Do you want it?"
"Are you squatting in the cesspool with Third Brother?"
Doctor Chang was so angry that his nose became crooked.
But there is nothing I can do about this silly kid who is so confused.
Turn around and take a look.
Lao Wang had already rushed into the house. While greeting everyone, he picked up a piece of date cake and chewed it twice.
"Wow, you can even make this. I haven't eaten it in years."
Steamed cakes mixed with eggs are very different from the common steamed buns and baked naan. They have a very soft texture and will not choke you if you eat them alone. Add in the red dates for garnish and the brown sugar for flavor, and it is sweet and delicious.
For wealthy families, it may not be a big deal, but for farmers, it is the best food.
Doctor Chang traveled extensively in his early years and had eaten all kinds of exotic foods. Later, he retired to Lin'an City and his appetite became much less.
Now, seeing Lao Wang snatching cakes from a child, he felt inexplicably itchy in his heart and couldn't help but get involved...
The two of them watched the last piece of date cake fall into Doctor Chang's mouth. The old man smacked his lips and just said, "It's okay."
Wang Youcai smiled vaguely.
Chen Yandong pouted and stretched his little hand towards the "dung bucket".
"Stop making trouble. There will be delicious food later. Fill your stomach first. How will you eat the food later?"
Chen Chunxing hurriedly comforted the fourth child.
This child is naturally strong, I hope he doesn't scare the old man to death.
There was a lot of noise for a while.
Most of the rice and flour were eaten, and Diao took a few baskets to the kitchen, intending to steam a pot first.
The tempting aroma soon filled the yard.
"Gudong!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of something falling outside the earth wall.
Chen Chunxing opened the door curiously.
Xue Yongan happened to be standing outside, holding a gift box in one hand and a child in the other, with a chestnut horse paddling the ground behind him.
"Tiger?"
The boy scratched his head awkwardly, then mustered up the courage to ask, "Sister Chun, can you give me a piece of that shit? Just one!"
He clasped his hands together and kept begging, his two short legs, as thin as sticks, stretched straight to the ground as Xue Yongan lifted him up, without any resistance.
It's in stark contrast to his usual mischievous behavior.
"One? No!"
Chen Chunxing met the boy's disappointed expression and touched his head.
"We have to take eight of them with us anyway. We want good luck during the New Year."
Hu Zi was stunned, a little bit unbelieving and a little surprised, so after being put down by Xue Yongan, he still stood outside the door with a hunched back, not daring to get close.
I guess he had rarely received kindness from others before.
Not used to it.
Also scared.
Diao stood at the door of the kitchen and took a look without saying much. After they were steamed, she picked up eight and put them into a large bowl.
"The four flat ones on top are filled with sugar, the ones with a cross are pickled mustard greens, and the ones with a cross are filled with radish. Hold on tight and run quickly. If they get cold when you get home, just steam them again."
"Remember to bring the bowl back to me tomorrow."
Hu Zi is the grandson of Grandma Jiang from the village.
The two of them depend on each other for survival and can be said to be the poorest family in the narrow village.
Even the Wu siblings are taken care of by the Shen family, but they have nothing.
Unable to farm.
No money to buy food.
There is no cure.
Hu Zi tensed up, bowed, and ran away in silence.
His grandmother doesn't have much time left, and he just wants the old man to have a good meal before he passes away.
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