"Second uncle, if you want to share a table, you can sit at this table, and I will take my pot to the table next to you." Bai Banxia directly changed the hot pot table, "If you don't mind eating at the same table as us, the female family members."
"Dad just wants to sit with you two." Bai Tian came over happily, completely ignoring Bai Shui whose eyes could kill.
The old man also said with a smile: "This new pot of Pinellia ternata is interesting, and grandpa wants to eat it too."
"Okay, I'll boil some meat for grandpa first." Bai Banxia smiled brightly. Look at the old man, the head of the family, who doesn't have any pretensions. How can he put so much garlic in plain water?
Xu and Sanlang did not dare to disobey Baishui, so they stayed at the male table with him.
Sanlang saw that there was meat and sausage on the table, and he happily took a chopstick to his father, "Dad, you can try this, I washed it."
On the other side, Bai Banxia didn't want to pay attention to them at all, and was already happily cooking the meat slices.
She first took serving chopsticks and gave the old man a slice, then put it into a small bowl filled with dipping sauce.
"Grandpa, please taste the saltiness of the sauce. If it's salty, add some soup." She said and rinsed another piece and gave it to the old lady.
The old lady cursed her as a prodigal, but her face was filled with wrinkles.
"The meat is limited. We only have a few slices each. Just taste it and buy more meat after the Chinese New Year." Bai Banxia said and cooked another slice for the eldest uncle.
"Give it to your mother first." Ms. Li said embarrassedly.
Bai Banxia didn't give her a chance to give in, "Give it to my mother, and my mother will also teach me how to grow up in an orderly manner."
"Yes, sister-in-law, you have worked hard, you eat first," Zhang Lingzhi said.
The uncle came down. His eyes were a little red. He was not good at words and only said thank you.
After that, there are mother, father, Xiaocao, and Qi Zhen.
Seeing Qi Zhen ranked last, Bai Tian felt relieved. Sure enough, his daughter didn't take him seriously.
"Why didn't you give it to your father first?" the old lady asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Ladies first, even if I give it to my father first, he will let my mother eat first." Bai Banxia smiled and winked at her father, and Bai Tian quietly gave a thumbs up. His daughter was so good at helping him speak.
The old lady wanted to say something else, but the old man said with a smile: "It's my fault for not giving it to you first. I have to learn from the third child on this, and I will change it in the future."
"What's the use?" The old lady blushed instantly.
Everyone laughed, and everyone at the table was enjoying themselves, and eating hot pot should be lively and lively.
After that, everything else was put into the pot and cooked. Bai Banxia helped Xiaocao put some things suitable for her to eat. Xiaocao's nose was sweating after eating, which was especially cute.
"After dinner, can you, sister, take you to do a hairdo?" Bai Banxia touched her head and said, "Make a beautiful hairdo for us, Xiaocao."
Xiaocao's face turned red, "I'll help my sister wear it."
This child is so well-behaved that she doesn't dare to ask for anything, she doesn't dare to take another bite of food, and she is forced to eat every meal.
"Sister just wants to wear it for Xiaocao." Bai Banxia pinched her little face. From now on, she will dress up Xiaocao beautifully and make her a little loli that is envied by all the girls in the village.
It’s easy to lose control of the portion when eating hot pot, so not surprisingly, everyone at the table ate too much.
Bai Tian took Qi Zhen to the backyard to teach him boxing. Qi Zhen shook his head: "I can't box after eating."
"Yes, you should practice after eating, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach." Bai Banxia agreed.
Bai Tian's face fell again. Didn't my daughter not take that boy seriously? Why were she speaking for him?
Bai Banxia was a little confused by her father's sad eyes, but now she wanted to try the flower iron more, so she took Xiaocao to the kitchen.
"This cloth was starched by my sister. If you touch it, is it hard?" She showed the cloth to Xiaocao.
Xiaocao stretched out her thin black hand and touched it, "Yeah, it's hard."
Bai Banxia heated the flower iron with charcoal, selected the shape of the petals, and clamped the cloth.
After a while, she released the ironing device, and the fabric bulged up. It was slightly trimmed into the shape of petals.
"Does it look like petals?" Bai Banxia showed it to Xiaocao.
The temperature of the fabric dropped, but it was still warm to the touch. Xiaocao found it interesting and nodded vigorously, "Like."
"What color does Xiaocao like?" Bai Banxia asked.
Xiaocao thought for a while, "Red!"
Bai Banxia thought about it, the big red flowers on the grass would definitely not look good, but if they were small red rose buds, they would definitely be very cute.
"Then let's make a red head flower."
She pulled some grass and went back to the house to get some red rags. She and her aunt went to the cloth shop to get some. She got some when she got home. It was not a bright red, but if it was done well, it would be very delicate and beautiful.
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At this time, shouts came from outside, it was Ma Xiaoyu who came.
"Go and ask Sister Xiaoyu to come in, and let's do the hairdressing together." Bai Banxia said to Xiaocao.
"good."
Xiaocao went out and quickly brought Ma Xiaoyu in.
"Xiaoyu, learn how to make hairdos with me. If you learn how to do it for my aunt in the future, you can also make money." Bai Banxia said.
"Okay, okay." Ma Xiaoyu looked excited. She had never worn a tweed or a red headband.
Bai Banxia burned some starch and took Ma Xiaoyu to starch the red cloth. Seeing that there was still a lot of starch left, he simply starched all the rags he had brought back.
After the starch was applied, she heated the flat side of the ironing device and began to iron it. The starch dried and the cloth was soon flat, making it easy to cut.
She took a charcoal tip, drew rose petals on the cloth, and asked Xiaoyu to help cut them out.
Even though Ma Xiaoyu always does rough work, her hands are very dexterous. She cuts the small petals very neatly, and even some areas where the white pinellia painting is not full, she automatically trims it better.
Xiaocao watched helplessly, not knowing what he could do to help.
"Can Xiaocao count? Help us divide the petals into groups of six." Bai Banxia saw her anxiety.
"I, I don't know how." Xiaocao's mouth dropped. No one had taught her.
Bai Banxia rubbed her furry little head distressedly and said, "It's okay, sister will teach you now."
She took the petals one by one and counted them with the grass. "One, two, three...ten."
Ma Xiaoyu didn't speak, and kept lowering her head to cut the petals, but crystal tears shone in the corners of her eyes. Xiaocao was very similar to her when she was a child, but fortunately she had suffered so much that she had grown up.
Soon Xiaocao learned to count from one to ten. Both Bai Banxia and Ma Xiaoyu praised her, and her happy face turned red, making her even more adorable.
After that, it was time to iron the petals. Bai Banxia taught Ma Xiaoyu how to iron them, while he took a needle and thread and sewed the six ironed petals together to form a small rose in bud.
"Wow, these flowers are so beautiful!" Ma Xiaoyu couldn't help but praise.
"If it looks good, work harder and I'll make a flower for you later." Bai Banxia gestured to the grass head, "Of course this one will be given to us Xiaocao first."
Ma Xiaoyu smiled and joked, "It's over, I've fallen out of favor."
Xiaocao giggled, the flower on her head was so beautiful, she liked it so much, and she also liked her sisters so much!