Deng Qingling said: "I'm not hungry, I've eaten."
"If you're not hungry, I won't cook," Liang Haidi said.
When Deng's third sister-in-law heard some noise in the room, she knew her son had woken up, so she quickly walked into the room and held the child in her arms.
"Axin, don't cry. Mommy will hug you." She walked out while coaxing the child.
"Come, Axin, let your aunt hug you." Deng Qingling reached out and hugged her little nephew when she saw him.
Deng Qingling held her nephew for the first time. Seeing that he didn't cry or make a fuss but agreed to let her hold him, she said happily: "You are so good."
"Yes, Axin is not shy. He doesn't cry at all no matter who holds him." Liang Haidi also thinks her grandson is easy to take care of. He only cries when he is hungry or has diarrhea. He doesn't like to cry at other times.
Deng Qingling said: "Really? Ah Xin is as good as his little cousin."
They chatted for a while, and Deng Qingling saw that it was almost time, so she decided to go back.
Liang Haidi asked Deng Qingling to take the things she brought back to her. However, Deng Qingling refused to take them back. She came to give gifts in the first place, so how could she take them back? After another round of excuses, Deng Qingling simply put the things down and walked out.
"A Qing, wait a minute." By the time Liang Haidi reacted, Deng Qingling had already walked away.
When Deng Qingling heard the call, she just waved her hand without turning her head. If she continued to refuse, it would be dark, so she should go home quickly.
There were no ox carts to ride at this time. I saw a few cowherds on the road, walking all the way back.
When Deng Qingling was walking up the hill, she felt something wet on her chest. When she touched her clothes, she realized that it was milk regurgitation. After all, it was normal for her to regurgitate milk after not feeding Haohao for such a long time.
Seeing this, Deng Qingling quickened her pace and walked home. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone on the way.
As soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I heard Haohao crying loudly. It turned out that Haohao missed his mother.
When Deng Qingling opened the gate, she saw her mother-in-law walking around in the yard holding Haohao.
"Mom, wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes and come back." After Deng Qingling said that, she went back to her room to wash herself, changed into clean clothes and came out.
"Haohao, mommy is back. Haohao, do you miss your mommy?" Deng Qingling took Haohao and kissed him on the little face.
Sure enough, Haohao missed his mother, and Deng Qingling held his hands and Haohao stopped crying.
Deng Qingling carried Haohao into the house, sat down, and fed him. As soon as she lifted up his clothes, Haohao couldn't wait to eat.
Liang Xueying sat aside and said to Deng Qingling: "Haohao was quite well behaved today and seldom cried. It might be because he hasn't had milk for a long time and he missed the taste, so he cried loudly."
"That should be the case," Deng Qingling said dryly.
"Mom, I bought a lot of things today. Do you want to take some things to my uncle's house?" Deng Qingling asked.
Liang Xueying asked: "What are they?"
Deng Qingling said: "There are pork, bacon, candy, oranges, melon seeds, glutinous rice sticks, and peach cakes. They are all in my room. You can take them out and see what to give to your uncle and the others." She let the mother-in-law decide for herself.
Liang Xueying gave their family six tangerines and a handful of fruit candies because the old man gave them an extra piece of pork at her uncle's house.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the educated youth who lived nearby came to the village chief to ask for leave to go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. They would leave in the morning and arrive home in the evening, and come back on the 16th.
The married women also came back to give holiday gifts. The two cousins from my uncle's family each brought four mooncakes, a few pears and a pound of pork. The eldest aunt brought dried fish and eels, and the second aunt brought a rabbit.
My mother-in-law Liang Xueying accepted two mooncakes, two pears and pork from my cousin, and added some oranges, bacon and dried vegetables for them to take back. My eldest and second aunts gave me some oranges and bacon in return.
Gift-giving requires reciprocity, not the value of the gift.
August Festival is also the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is also known as Moon Eve, Mid-Autumn Festival, Moon Worship Festival or Reunion Festival, and Moon Goddess Festival. It falls on the 15th day of the eighth lunar month every year.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, people look up to admire the moon, bend down to eat mooncakes, reunite with their families, play with lanterns and appreciate osmanthus flowers. It is the biggest festival besides the Spring Festival.
The roundness of the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival symbolizes family reunion, longing for home and family, and the hope for a good harvest and happiness. (Baidu)
Although this is a special era, most families will appreciate the moon, worship the moon, and eat moon cakes, and the Guo family is no exception.
Tonight's dinner is very sumptuous.
In the evening, Liang Xueying cooked the meal and asked her youngest son Guo Jianjun to take a bowl of food to his uncle's house for the old man.
Dinner is all hard dishes.
Deng Qingling only cooked a little of the pork she brought back before the festival, and salted the rest to make bacon, which she then fried with sauerkraut.
Another chicken was killed, and the wings, feet, neck and basket leaves were used to make soup, and the other parts were made into boiled chicken.
The eel was originally intended to be used to make soup, but Deng Qingling said she wanted to drink chicken soup, so we made stir-fried eel with green onions.
I also made some dried fish steamed with fermented black beans.
Finally, make a vegetarian dish, stir-fried cabbage, and you’re done.
Four meat dishes and one vegetable dish, five dishes and one soup.
As soon as it was served on the table, the aroma made not only the children but also the adults drool.
Guo Youxing said a few words, picked up a piece of chicken for Liang Xueying and said, "Eat."
Everyone stretched out their chopsticks. Guo Jianping put a chicken leg into Deng Qingling's bowl without saying a word.
Deng Qingling eats slowly, so Guo Jianping would pick up some food for her from time to time, so she didn't have to pick up food herself.
The others were also unwilling to give in. They picked up the boiled chicken, eel, and bacon in the sauerkraut and stuffed them into their mouths, until their mouths were full of grease.
While drinking the soup, Guo Jianping saw two chicken wings and picked them up and gave them to Deng Qingling.
Only Deng Qingling was holding Haohao and eating slowly. With Guo Jianping picking up food for her, she didn't have to worry about not having food to eat.
Hmm...
The farm chickens of this era are delicious, the meat is fresh and tender, not greasy, and lean but not dry.
The rice mixed with space rice is fragrant, soft and glutinous, and very delicious. You can eat two big bowls of it by just adding a few drops of oil or soy sauce without eating any vegetables.
It’s still bacon fried with sauerkraut, it’s salty and fragrant and goes well with rice.
Guo Jianping was full and held Haohao over. Only then did he let Deng Qingling start to nibble on the chicken wings and feet. She ate cautiously and didn't enjoy it at all.
Everyone else was full, but Deng Qingling was still eating. The child needed milk and consumed it quickly, so he had to eat more meat to satisfy his hunger.
We cooked a lot of food tonight and everyone had a full stomach.
After Deng Qingling was full, she took Haohao back to her room and coaxed him to sleep, while the others chatted in the main room.
After Deng Qingling came out, Liang Xueying asked her son to put a table in the yard facing the moon.
There were three cups of tea, a plate of moon cakes, a plate of peach cakes, and a plate of oranges.
Everyone in Lao'an Village, Lixia Brigade, has the surname Guo, and many families worship the moon, so there is no need to worry about being reported for feudal superstition. Besides, there are no street lights in the countryside, and it is pitch dark, so who would run around?
After worshiping the moon, everyone enjoyed the moon while drinking tea and chatting in the courtyard.
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