Su Qing's working life lasted for a full half month.
In the blink of an eye, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, which was also Si Ya’s birthday.
Su Qing, who was taking care of the children at home again, hugged Si Ya and kissed her hard several times.
"Stinky Si Ya, mother hasn't hugged you for a long time."
It’s better to take care of the children at home, especially a child as obedient as Si Ya, who will only cry when she is hungry or has a bowel movement.
Then he would quietly play with his little tiger, waiting for his brothers and sisters to come home from school.
When Daya and the others come back, they will take Siya out to play for a while to release her energy. Siya will fall asleep on time at night, which is so comfortable.
As for San Ya, who used to play with her, because she often talked a lot in a babble, Si Ya would only respond to her with "ah ah ah".
Sanya felt bored, so she "abandoned" Siya and stuck with Su's mother. She followed Su's mother to work and visited relatives all day long, and became the darkest among the children.
"Come on, Si Ya, give Niangxiang another one."
Si Ya wiped the saliva off her face in disgust, babbling in baby language that no one else could understand, as if expressing her dissatisfaction with Su Qing.
Seeing Cheng Fangyi enter the room, the two chubby little hands quickly pushed Su Qing away.
"Ah, Dad." The little girl's voice hasn't changed, but she can make a sound similar to "Dad", which is equivalent to calling Dad.
"Hey, my dear girl, play with your mother for a while first. Daddy still needs to make rice dumplings. After you finish making them, play with our little girl, okay?"
I don’t know if the little girl understood or not. She was smiling and drooling.
Mother Su came in with a set of clothes, "Xiaoqing, you should get up soon. Help Si Ya change into new clothes. I'm going to help in the cafeteria."
The cafeteria is making rice dumplings today. A family of four can get one rice dumpling. There are twelve people in the Su family, so they can get exactly three. I guess they won’t taste very good, but they probably won’t be very tasty.
Cheng Fangyi was making rice dumplings at home, both salty and sweet.
"Come, Si Ya, let me help you put on your clothes."
What caught my eye was a light yellow lapel long-sleeved shirt, a bright red overalls, and a pair of light yellow lace socks.
It's obvious that the clothes were made by Wenli, with fine stitching.
The little girl seemed to know that she had new clothes to wear, and she cooperated very well. When Su Qing asked her to raise her arms, she raised her arms.
There was a little incident when I was putting on my socks.
Su Qing grabbed her little feet and was about to put on socks when she smelled a sour smell. She thought Cheng Fangyi hadn't washed her socks again.
"Cheng Fangyi, did you wash your socks yesterday?"
Cheng Fangyi poked his head out from the living room and said, "I've washed it."
"That's strange. Why does it smell like your stinky socks?"
Su Qing was looking around for the source of the smell when he was suddenly kicked in the face by Si Ya.
A familiar smell, Su Qing seemed to know where the smell came from.
I sniffed it a few more times to confirm it again.
Okay, the case is solved, it’s about Si Ya’s bound feet.
"Ah, you stinky Si Ya, why are your feet so sore from walking those few steps every day?"
Cheng Fangyi suddenly stood behind Su Qing and said, "Let me smell it. It seems to be a little bit. I'll get some water and wash her."
"No, go make the rice dumplings. Big brother can't handle it alone, so I'll do it."
Si Ya felt a little embarrassed, so she turned over and buried her head in the quilt.
Su Qing seized the opportunity and helped her put on socks.
Si Ya looks even more pink and tender in her new clothes, and looks like someone wants to kiss her.
In fact, her brothers and sisters at home kissed her so much that her little face turned red and had rashes. It was only after Su's mother repeatedly ordered her that Si Ya escaped from their clutches.
After putting Si Ya on the cradle in the living room, Su Qing and Wen Li went to work making cakes and cookies.
Si Ya sat in the cradle, looking here and there.
The little hand reached out to the table, trying to spoil the glutinous rice in the bowl.
He was not annoyed that his view was blocked by Cheng Fangyi, and he took the little tiger and started to chew it.
In the basement, Su Qing steamed the cake and biscuits, then began to wash vegetables and cut meat, preparing for the big meal.
Boiled shrimp, steamed fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, minced meat and mashed potatoes, winter melon soup, steamed egg, mashed water spinach with garlic, tiger skin green peppers, stir-fried stone snails, and fried steamed bread slices.
I also made another portion of apple puree, longevity noodles and eggs for Si Ya.
All done~
It was already three or four in the afternoon when we finished.
At this time, Su's mother also came back with three rice dumplings distributed by the village.
The rice dumplings were not big, about the size of Si Ya’s small fist.
There is no stuffing inside, it is pure glutinous rice.
After all, it is white rice, which is very good for the villagers.
Su Qing asked Daya to send some food and homemade rice dumplings to her master.
After the family sat down, they prepared to eat.
Although the children were not short of food on weekdays, such sumptuous meals were only available during festivals and when entertaining guests.
For a moment, everyone was busy eating the big piece of meat in the bowl, even Si Ya had a mouth full of oil.
"Mom, shouldn't there be some procedures for a first birthday party?" Su Qing had the impression that a first birthday party seemed to have quite a few procedures.
Wash hands, roll away disasters, put on clothes, send blessings, comb hair, pass through the smart door, grab the week-old, step on footprints, seal the wine, eat blessings, family portrait.
A lot of blessings have to be recited in each process.
Mother Su looked at everyone eating with relish, and then looked at Si Ya feeding herself mouthful after mouthful of longevity noodles.
"Why not just forget it?"
Although it was nominally to celebrate Si Ya's first birthday, everyone's attention seemed to be on what the filling of the rice dumplings was and what dishes were available today.
But in the end, Su's mother still went through the process.
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