Seeing that Geng Ailing had agreed, Zheng Zening couldn't think of any other reason to refuse, so he could only agree to be the child's godfather first. Could he remove the word "godfather" from the word "godfather" and then work hard on it later?
After Zheng Zening left, Fan Hua said thoughtfully, "Sister Ai Ling, do you think we should also send some New Year gifts to the Zheng family?"
"We should send some over. Their family has helped us a lot. There are also Su Wen and his wife, and... and Director Xie. We should all prepare some."
Geng Ailing seemed to have suddenly thought of something and continued, "Oh, and there are also the new neighbors, Aunt Chu and Comrade Yang Zhicheng, who have been bringing us food since they moved in. A few days ago, when I went to haul coal, Aunt Chu even helped me enthusiastically. This mother and son are really nice people, much better than that neighbor Cai Ronghua!"
Since Cai Ronghua was sentenced, the newspaper took back Cai Ronghua's house and gave it to editor Yang Zhicheng.
Yang Zhicheng is from the countryside and came to work at the newspaper last year. He has been waiting for the newspaper to allocate a house to him. His father died when he was a child, and he was raised by his mother Chu Qiuye alone.
Chu Qiuye is a hardworking person, warm-hearted, and likes to cook. He often shares his food with Fan Hua and the other two. The two families get along very well.
Fan Hua nodded, "I also think they are very nice, very warm and simple. I want to ask Aunt Chu later if she can come over to help take care of my baby after I give birth!"
"Isn't it enough that you have my help?" Geng Ailing asked.
"I'm pregnant with two babies. You will definitely feel tired if you help alone. Besides, we don't have much experience in taking care of babies. We don't know how to do many things. After we get into college, we can't stay at home to take care of the babies all the time. We still need to find someone reliable to help."
Geng Ailing felt that what Fan Hua said made sense, so she nodded and asked, "Then what kind of New Year gifts should we give them?"
Fan Hua sat in front of the sewing machine, holding her chin and thinking, she really needed to think about what to give as a gift, and it would be best if it was something original.
Suddenly, Fan Hua's eyes lit up, "Why don't we make some food ourselves and send it over, something they haven't eaten before."
"What food have they never eaten?" Geng Ailing asked.
"Come on, Sister Ailing, let's go to the black market."
So Geng Ailing got on the second-hand human-powered pedal tricycle that Fan Hua had bought on the black market not long ago, and set off with Fan Hua, who was pregnant.
Fan Hua bought this second-hand tricycle on the black market two months ago for 150 yuan. She thought that her belly would get bigger and bigger, and she would not be able to walk much, which would make it very inconvenient to travel. After the baby was born, she would often need to take two babies out at the same time, so she decisively bought this tricycle.
The person who was the happiest when she got the tricycle was Geng Ailing. She had poor balance and had never been good at riding a bicycle, but she got the hang of pedaling a tricycle very quickly.
Later, she became Fan Hua's exclusive driver. Even when she went out, she habitually rode a tricycle, so their bicycles began to gather dust in the corner.
When they arrived at the black market, Fan Hua first bought a few chickens, starch, seasonings, and sugar. She then asked Geng Ailing to take her to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some peanuts, small gourd biscuits, milk powder, and corn oil.
Fortunately, Zheng Zening had just given them a lot of tickets, so they could buy all these things.
Geng Ailing thought Fan Hua was choosing New Year gifts, "Lihua, do we need to buy so many things? And you didn't buy too many of each. Who are you going to give this jar of maltose to?"
"These are the ingredients. They will need to be processed after I get home. The New Year is coming, and I plan to make some special food for them." Fan Hua said with bright eyes.
"Why do we need so many kinds of food? It's too luxurious!" Geng Ailing couldn't help but sigh.
"You'll know when you make it. I guarantee you've never tasted it!"
After returning home, Fan Hua started to prepare food...
She first asked Geng Ailing to help kill the chicken and cut the chicken legs and breasts according to the requirements, marinated them with seasonings, mixed them with flour and starch into a paste, and finally fried them in a pan...
In a short while, plates of golden crispy chicken legs and popcorn chicken are ready!
Geng Ailing drooled with greed. After eating a piece of popcorn chicken, she exclaimed that this was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in her life!!!
Fan Hua smiled and used paste to make large white paper into paper bags. In order to make them look better, she cut some festive patterns out of red paper and pasted them on them, which instantly made them look a lot more festive.
After the crispy chicken legs and popcorn chicken have cooled down, put the popcorn chicken into bags according to their portions.
After finishing all this, Fan Hua started to use the remaining ingredients to make the internet-famous nougat and snowflake crisps...
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: What a pity, she couldn't buy butter, so she could only use malt sugar to make snowflake crisps without a plate.
After the product was ready, she thought the taste would be greatly reduced, but it was surprisingly good, only a little sweeter than the ones she had made before she transmigrated into the book. However, she felt that these foods would be very popular with people in this era who generally lacked oil and water in their stomachs.
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