The home that has never been lively and has the flavor of the New Year finally has the flavor of the New Year this year.
As soon as she came back, Zhang Cuifen simply made some sweet potato porridge and ate it, and then started to prepare meat dumplings, glutinous rice, minced meat, and chopped green onions and ginger. Zhang Cuifen moved skillfully and quickly, and quickly mixed these things.
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All the ingredients for making meat dumplings are ready.
Zhang Cuifen was afraid that the oil fumes would choke the whole room, so she brought the stove to the door, moved a small table to the door, and then started frying the meat dumplings.
This technique rivals that of that chef!
Why is this Cuifen so different from the Zhang Cuifen from her previous life? This must not be the same person.
Ling Xiaowei looked at it carefully and saw that Zhang Cuifen was the real deal, even the mole next to her eye was the same.
The meat dumplings were fried, and Ling Xiaowei tasted one. It tasted better than the one made by the chef. "It's delicious, so delicious!" Ling Xiaowei praised without hesitation.
She likes people who can cook delicious food. What should I do? She actually likes this Zhang Cuifen a little bit.
The smell of meat dumplings attracted Ling Chunxia and Ling Jiabao in front of them. They had just returned home not long ago. As soon as they smelled the smell, they came over. When they came, they ate two each. When they went back, Zhang Cuifen also took ten
Let them take it back.
But after a while, Ling Chunxia brought the dumplings over again while crying, and said: "My mother doesn't allow me to take other people's things."
Auntie is saying that our home is someone else’s home.
After hearing this, Ling Guoqiang felt sad. The sister-in-law said this because she was really jealous of him. It must be because he wanted to return to his home.
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The flavor of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger! Every day, you can smell the aroma of various kinds of meat at your doorstep. In the past two days, Ling Xiaowei also got a lot of delicious food from her neighbors.
There are steamed buns, rice cakes, and butchered vegetables.
Steamed buns and steamed rice cakes are a tradition in our village to reserve food for the New Year. During the twelfth lunar month, several families will choose a day to get together, knead the dough, and mix the stuffed buns with shredded radish, bean paste, and horse stuffing.
These are the stuffings made by Shilancai themselves, which are handmade and taste better than those sold outside.
Once a year, steamed buns are steamed only during the Chinese New Year.
There are also steamed rice cakes. The freshly baked rice cakes are soft and sticky, especially delicious. She likes to eat rice cakes made from cornmeal most, which are full of toughness.
But these two traditions are not available in her family.
Auntie's house just finished it two days ago, but Zhang Cuifen was not asked to participate, and neither the steamed buns nor the cakes were sent over.
On the other hand, the neighbors behind her house asked Zhang Cuifen to help. After the work was over, they gave her seven or eight steamed buns and a dozen pieces of cake.
Several families gathered together, and this year we also have steamed buns and cakes.
As for the butchered vegetables!
This is a lively and inexplicable thing!
That day, the weather was clear and the sun was warm. Ling Xiaowei, Qin Lili and Ling Chunxia were doing homework together at the door. Suddenly Ling Jiabao ran up and shouted: "Sister, someone is killing a pig behind, let's go watch together!"
As soon as Ling Chunxia heard about the pig killing, she immediately dropped her notebook and said to Ling Xiaowei and Qin Lili, "Let me go and watch the pig being killed."
This is a thrilling thing that can satisfy curiosity and curiosity.
Kill a pig! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and some people will kill a domestic pig to celebrate the New Year lively.
This pig killing is not something that can be done casually like killing chickens and fish. This is a laborious job, and it is also a tough job. Four or five big men are required to lift the pig weighing several hundred kilograms out of the pig pen, and then tie it to a long bench.
Go up and find someone to press on the pig's back.
In her previous life, Ling Xiaowei was very curious. When she passed by a neighbor's house butchering a pig, she couldn't help but take a look. She was so frightened that she had nightmares for several nights.
Don't dare to look!
"I won't go, you go ahead!" She was still too timid.
Pork is delicious, but killing a pig doesn’t look good.
Ling Chunxia and Qin Lili went to see the pigs being slaughtered together. Ling Xiaowei continued to do her homework in front of her home. Not long after, she heard someone shouting: "The pigs have run away! The pigs have run away!"
The pig ran away? When Ling Xiaowei heard the shouting, she quickly dropped her homework and ran in the direction of the source of the sound. The direction came from the east of her home, where there were endless fields.
In the middle of winter, the fields are covered with snow, and under the snow are green wheat seedlings.
Ling Xiaowei ran to the field ridge and stretched her neck to look around. She saw four or five big men chasing a big fat pig weighing three to four hundred kilograms. The pig could run very fast.
The scene of several people chasing a pig is also funny. Children and adults nearby came to watch, laughing from ear to ear.
The pig ran toward the vegetable patch to the east of Ling Xiaowei's house. He saw a big hole in the vegetable patch. It was the hole left by the cabbage buried in the house. The pig's foot slipped and fell into the pit, causing him to fall heavily.
, this also gave those big guys a chance.
Several people each grabbed a pig leg and fought the pig away.
In the evening, the neighbor brought a large piece of pig blood, pork liver, pig intestines, and a large piece of pork chop, saying that he came to thank our family for making a big pit, otherwise the pig would have run away.
The whole family was very happy to get these things, and Zhang Cuifen was always smiling these days.
The New Year was getting closer, so Ling Xiaowei decided to sell the goods in the town. It took almost two hours to ride a bicycle from the village to the town.
