After Tang Shiyue finished kneading the dough and left it there to wake up, she took out the meat. She always felt that dumpling fillings tasted better when cut into pieces than when chopped, so she cut it carefully. She also chopped the mushrooms, added salt, sauce, pepper, eggs, onions, ginger and so on, and mixed them well.
At this moment, Xiao Yaoer also carried the board back with great difficulty, and then three people, one big and two small, started making dumplings.
Tang Shiyue was not a skilled worker, but the job itself was not difficult. At most, the dough was not rolled evenly. Xiaoyaoer and Qiyang taught her twice, and she could barely make it. After Xiaoyaoer finished making one, she turned to Qiyang and said, "Brother Ayang, yours is not as good-looking as mine."
Qi Yang took a look at the dumplings she made and pursed his lips. His serious look was exactly like his brother.
Tang Shiyue looked at Kele and did not stop them. The two children worked hard to wrap dumplings as if they were competing. Qi Yang finished wrapping another one and glanced at Xiao Yaoer calmly, but he was in no position to show off. Xiao Yaoer was too stupid to understand and he soon found it boring and lowered his head to wrap again.
Tang Shiyue lowered her eyes.
She felt that even if Qi Yang really had autism, it must not be serious. Generally, autistic patients all have their own little world, and it is very difficult to enter their world. If you cannot enter their world, anything you do will be meaningless to them.
But Qi Yang can still see the outside world and see people other than Qi Jing and Tang Shiyue, so it should not be difficult to change him.
It took the three of them nearly an hour to finish making the dumplings. Tang Shiyue divided the dumplings into two types according to size and cooked the big ones first. She sent Xiao Yaoer to deliver a bowl to her uncle Tang Si’s house across the street. Then she took a bowl herself, took out her chopsticks and placed them on the bowl. She pushed the door open, placed the bowl directly on the doorstep, and closed the door again.
She wasn't showing weakness, but if she wasn't given the food, she would definitely come out to eat. She didn't want to argue with the two little ones in front of them.
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She didn't care whether Mrs. Wang ate it or not, and served two more bowls for the two little ones, and then cooked the smaller ones.
The dumplings had just come out of the pot when they heard the sound of hooves. Qi Jing came back in his mule cart and pulled the reins slightly. Tang Shiyue smiled as soon as she looked up: "It's better to be late than to be early. Come in and eat it while it's hot."
Qi Jing hesitated for a moment and glanced at the two cars following behind.
He originally just wanted to say hello, but when he saw her smiling face, he jumped down and said behind him, "Wait a moment."
He came in and took the chopsticks, slowly finished the plate of dumplings, and then said to her, "I'll bring your things over after I finish cleaning up."
Tang Shiyue didn't even notice that there were two mule carts behind them. He just waved his hand, and Qi Jing got up and left.
When Xiao Yaoer went there before, Uncle Tang took the dumplings that Xiao Yaoer brought over. They were busy late, and when they brought the dumplings over, it was already past dinner time. However, Uncle Tang had just come back from selling wine and had not yet eaten. Seeing the dumplings were steaming hot, he picked one up and ate it. After taking a bite, he immediately hummed and gestured to his wife, asking her to try it too.
Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Did Yue'er send it over? This coin is almost as big as an egg!"
As she spoke, she tasted one, and then couldn't help eating the second, and the third. After the couple finished one each, they looked at each other, and Madam Zhou couldn't help but say, "This child is really... so honest."
The dumplings Tang Shiyue and her friends made were the most common half-moon dumplings in modern times, but in fact, most people in the countryside still make Yuanbao dumplings, which is to tuck the skins on both sides inwards to make them look like Yuanbao, which is beautiful and saves stuffing.
But hers were as solid as calves, and she didn't skimp on the meat. She just put a few mushrooms in for seasoning, but most of the meat was meat. Once you bite it, your mouth is full of oil, and it is so delicious that you want to swallow your tongue.
The more Madam Zhou thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong: "I just said this child is smart, but why is he so immature? If he keeps eating like this, he will run out of money. How many days can he last with that little money? And it's time to pay Rong'er's tuition, right?"
She couldn't help but come out and try to persuade Tang Shiyue.
As soon as he came out, he saw Qi Jing driving a mule cart back, followed by two mule carts! Tang Shiyue called out, and then Qi Jing really put down the two carts, went into the yard, and didn't come out for a while.
Madam Zhou couldn't help but follow a few steps, wanting to go over and take a look.
The three mule carts made quite a noise, and many villagers nearby saw them and followed them. They saw the mule carts stopped in front of a house. Several men got off and unloaded the things on the carts. They turned out to be some furniture, even beds, pots and pans.
Someone tried to strike up a conversation: "Qi Xiaolang, are you moving here?"
Qi Jing hummed, and someone asked, "Did you buy this furniture in town?"
Qi Jing hummed again, and someone said, "This is too expensive. Every family has wood. Why don't you ask for help and we can help you cut it. At least you can save more than half of the money."
Country people like to save wood. When they have free time, they will keep the good wood and let it dry slowly. Then, when it is time for their sons and daughters to get married, they will find someone in the village who is skilled in carpentry to make furniture for them.
Qi Jing paused for a moment, turned around and said sincerely: "Thank you, I need it urgently, so I'll buy it first."
The country people were enthusiastic by nature, and when they saw that he was willing to talk, they chattered even more, while offering their help without hesitation. It was obvious that Qi Jing was not used to this kind of occasion, but he didn't seem annoyed either, he just spoke less.
Strength lies in numbers, and soon everything was put in order. Those people got on the carts and left. Qi Jing pulled the village doctor's mule cart aside, and someone asked, "There's another mule cart here?"
Qi Jing said: "I bought it."
"Wow!" Everyone immediately gathered around again, looking at the brand new mule cart, and commenting on the mule in detail, feeling extremely envious.
Buying an animal in the village is not a trivial matter. Jubao Village is wealthy, but only the head of the village, the clan leader, and the village doctor have mules. Even the small winery only has a cow. Moreover, ordinary people are not allowed to raise horses casually. They will be held responsible if the horses die.
Madam Zhou looked at him from a distance for a few seconds, then went back to find Tang Shiyue.
At this moment, Tang Shiyue and the other two had finished their meal. Tang Shiyue was encouraging Qi Yang to teach Xiao Yaoer how to read. Qi Yang nestled in her arms expressionlessly, obviously not happy. Although the little guy had a cold expression, his posture was still very honest, with his hands around Tang Shiyue's neck.
Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Today, I have taken all the advantage of you! No one in the whole village can wrap this dice as well as you do!"
Tang Shiyue smiled and said, "It's a rare treat, it's not like we eat every day."
Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Is this the child from the Qi family? He seems to be very close to you."
"Yes," Tang Shiyue said, "His name is Qi Yang, and he doesn't like to talk much."
Madam Zhou said, "After this incident, I think Qi Xiaolang has become much more amiable. I just saw him come in to eat."
Tang Shiyue understood what she meant instantly. After all, she was only a twelve-year-old little girl and had never thought about it at all. She just smiled and said, "Don't worry, Auntie. I know what I am doing."
Madam Zhou stopped talking and chatted with her for a few words. Qi Jing packed his things and came over with the things she wanted. He was expressionless to begin with, and now that someone was around, he became even more serious: "I brought something for you."
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