Tang Shiyue finished making the noodles, left them there awake, and took out the meat. She always felt that the chopped dumpling fillings tasted better than chopped ones, so she cut them carefully, chopped the mushrooms, and added salt, sauce, and pepper.
, eggs, green onions and ginger, mix well.
At this time, Xiao Yao'er also carried the board back with difficulty, and then three people, one big, two small, started making dumplings.
Tang Shiyue was not a skilled worker, but the job itself was not very difficult. At most, the rolled skin was uneven. Xiao Yao'er and Qi Yang taught her twice, but they could barely do it. Xiao Yao'er finished one.
, and turned to Qi Yang and said: "Brother Ayang, your bag is not as good-looking as mine."
Qi Yang took one look at the dumplings she made and pursed his lips. The serious look was exactly the same as that of his brother.
Tang Shiyue looked at Coca-Cola and didn't stop him. The two children worked hard to wrap the bags as if they were competing. Qiyang wrapped another one and glanced at Xiao Yao'er calmly, but he couldn't do anything to show off.
, Xiao Yaoer was too dumb to understand. He soon felt bored and lowered his head to pack it again.
Tang Shiyue lowered his eyes.
She felt that even if Qi Yang really had autism, it would not be serious. Generally, autistic people have their own little world. It is very difficult to enter his world. And if you cannot enter his world,
Nothing you do means anything to them.
But Qi Yang can still see the outside world and see people besides Qi Jing and Tang Shiyue, so it shouldn't be difficult to change him.
It took the three of them almost an hour to wrap the dumplings. Tang Shiyue divided the dumplings into two types according to size. He cooked the larger one first, cooked a pot, and sent Xiao Yao'er to deliver one to Fourth Uncle Tang's house across the street.
Then he took a bowl himself, took out the chopsticks and put it on the bowl, pushed the door open, put the bowl directly on the threshold, and closed the door again.
She wasn't showing weakness, but if he didn't give it, she would definitely come out to eat it, and she didn't want to quarrel with her in front of the two little ones.
She didn't care whether Mr. Wang ate it or not, so she poured out two more bowls for the two little ones to eat, and then cooked the little ones.
The dumplings had just come out of the pot when they heard the sound of hoofbeats. Qi Jing drove the mule cart back. He tightened the reins slightly outside. Tang Shiyue looked up and smiled: "It's better to hurry up than to hurry up. Come in quickly and eat while it's hot."
Qi Jing hesitated for a moment and glanced at the two cars following him.
He originally just wanted to say hello, but seeing the crooked look on her face as she smiled, something went wrong, so he jumped down and said behind him, "Wait a moment."
He came in, took the chopsticks, finished the plate of dumplings in a leisurely manner, and then said to her, "I'll bring your things over after I finish packing."
Tang Shiyue didn't even see the two mule carts behind her, so she waved her hand, Qi Jing got up and left.
When Xiao Yao'er went over before, Fourth Uncle Tang casually took the dumplings Xiao Yao'er sent. They were busy late and it was already past dinner time when they delivered them. However, Fourth Uncle Tang just happened to sell wine and came back before eating. The dumplings were so hot that it was pleasant to see.
, he pinched one and ate it. As soon as he ate it, he immediately groaned and gestured to his wife to let her try it too.
Lady Zhou smiled and said, "Yueer sent it here, right? This dime is almost as big as an egg!"
While she was talking, she also tasted one, and then couldn't help but eat the second, and then the third, until the young couple finished eating one by one, and looked at each other, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but said: "This child is really...
…It’s so real.”
Tang Shiyue and the others make the most common half-moon dumplings in modern times, but in fact, nowadays most people in the countryside still make Yuanbao dumplings, which is to tuck the skins on both sides inward to make them look like Yuanbao, which looks good and saves filling.
But she is as solid as a calf, and she doesn't skimp on the meat. She just adds a few seasonings to the mushrooms, but most of them are meat. When you bite it, your mouth will be filled with oil. It's so delicious that it makes people want to eat it. Swallow it.
The more Mrs. Zhou thinks about it, the more wrong she becomes: "I said this kid is smart, why is he so useless? If he continues to eat like this, he will be sitting on nothing. How many days can that little money last? And Rong'er's Shu Xiu should be paid, right?"
She couldn't help but come out and wanted to come over to persuade Tang Shiyue.
As soon as the results came out, they saw Qi Jing driving a mule cart back, followed by two mule carts! Tang Shiyue said hello, and then Qi Jing actually put down the two carts, entered the yard, and came out after a while.
Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but follow a few steps, wanting to go over and have a look.
The three mule carts made a lot of noise, and many people in the nearby villages saw it and followed it. They saw the mule cart parked in front of a house. Several men came down and unloaded the things on the cart. There were actually some Furniture, even beds, pots and pans.
Someone tried to talk to him: "Qi Xiaolang, have you moved here?"
Qi Jing hummed, and someone else asked, "Did you buy the furniture from the town?"
Qi Jing hummed again, and someone said: "This is too expensive. Every house has wood. Why don't you just say hello? Everyone will help you and beat it for you. At least you can save more than half of the money."
Countryside people like to save wood. When they are free, they keep the good wood and dry it slowly. When they get married, they go to the village to find someone who can do carpentry to make furniture.
He stopped praying, then turned around and said sincerely: "Thank you very much. I need it urgently, so I will buy it first."
The country people were already enthusiastic, and when they saw that he was willing to talk to him, they started chatting even more, while offering help without any hesitation. It was obvious that Qi Jing was not suitable for this kind of situation, but he didn't feel bored at all. He just talked. Just less.
With more people and greater strength, things were quickly arranged, and those people got on the cart and left. Qi Jing took the village doctor's mule cart aside and someone said, "Is there another mule cart here?" "
Qi Jing said: "I bought it."
"Yo!" Everyone immediately roared and gathered around. Looking at the brand new mule cart, they commented on the mule eloquently and were filled with envy.
Buying an animal in the village is not a trivial matter. Life in Jubao Village is prosperous, but only the Li Zheng family, the patriarch's family, and the village doctor's family have mules. Even the small wine shop only has a cow, and civilians are not allowed to raise horses casually. , you have to take responsibility if you die.
Mrs. Zhou glanced at it from a distance for a few times, then went back to look for Tang Shiyue.
At this time, Tang Shiyue and the three of them had finished their meal. Tang Shiyue was encouraging Qiyang to teach Xiaoyao how to read. Qiyang was cuddling in her arms with an expressionless face, obviously not happy. Although the little guy's expression was quite cold. , but the posture is still very honest, with his hands still around Tang Shiyue's neck.
Madam Zhou smiled and said: "Auntie, you have taken advantage of me today! There is no one in the whole village who can guarantee you this kind of money!"
Tang Shiyue smiled and said: "It's rare to have a toothpaste, and we don't eat it every day."
Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Is this the child from the Qi family? He is quite close to you."
"Yes," Tang Shiyue said, "My name is Qi Yang, and he doesn't like to talk much."
Mrs. Zhou said: "After this incident, I think Qi Xiaolang has become much more kind. I just saw him coming in for dinner."
Tang Shiyue immediately understood what she meant. After all, she was just a twelve-year-old girl now. She had never thought about this problem at all. She just smiled and said: "Don't worry, aunt, I know what I know."
Mrs. Zhou stopped talking and chatted with her for a few words. Qi Jing packed her things and came over, holding the things she wanted in her hands. He was already paralyzed, but when someone was around, he became more serious: "I brought you things."