The door of the hall is half shut, half hidden,

In the hall, several piles of uncleaned paper money ash are still piled up,

The old lady sat on the chair, leaning over, a little silent, looking at the empty hall with a cloudy gaze, and from time to time she turned her eyes to look at her son,

The old lady's second son, the middle-aged man squatted in front of the old lady and said something to the old lady.

“...... When I was a child, there was a Lantern Festival, when Mom made the rice balls, a few of us gathered around the table, thinking it was fun, and I also wanted to follow the bag, and the rice balls wrapped out were one big and one small...... Some of them can't eat the stuffing......"

The breeze gently shook the door of the hidden hall and blew into the hall, gently shaking the piles of paper money and ashes.

Standing aside, holding the cup of tea, Lian Ge looked at the room, quietly listening to the words ringing in his ears.

......

“...... Sit, young man, too. ”

The middle-aged man who was talking to the old lady turned around again and greeted Lian Ge,

"Thank you. ”

Smiling slightly, Lian Ge thanked him, pulled a stool from the side, and sat down.

“...... Mom, I remember that you like to eat brown sugar filled rice balls, the eldest brother likes to eat osmanthus with osmanthus, the third likes to eat red bean paste, and the fourth likes to eat white sugar and lard......"

The middle-aged man turned his head again, smiled, and said to his mother,

“...... You......"

The old lady slowly turned her somewhat cloudy gaze, looked at her son who was squatting in front of her, said a word, raised her hand again, touched her son's hair, and said no more.

The middle-aged man looked at his mother, smiled on his face, and didn't speak again,

......

“...... Mom, the noodles are reconciled, and I looked at the refrigerator and there is still some brown sugar...... You see if it's a bag now, or a bag for a while. ”

With an apron on her clothes and some flour on her apron, the middle-aged woman came out of the kitchen with a basin.

“...... You......"

The old lady looked at her daughter who walked in front of her, and said another word, stretched out her hand, and patted the flour on the middle-aged woman's body.

The middle-aged woman stood in place, smiling, looking at her mother.

......

“...... Mom, this rice ball is wrapped now, or it will be wrapped for a while, if you want to wrap it, I will take out the brown sugar, and then go to boil the water, and after a while, the water will boil and you can directly put the rice balls down. ”

“...... Let's wrap it up now...... Bring me another stool......"

The middle-aged woman took the basin and asked again,

The old lady patted the flour and dust on her daughter's body again, looked at her daughter, and said loudly.

“...... I'll go get a stool, get brown sugar, and you can boil water. ”

“...... Yes. ”

The middle-aged man stood up and took the basin in the middle-aged woman's hand.

The middle-aged woman answered, wiped the flour on her hands on her apron, and walked to the kitchen again.

The middle-aged man turned around, first took a stool, put it in front of the old lady, put the basin containing the good noodles on the stool, and then walked towards the kitchen.

The old lady sat on the chair, leaned over, turned her somewhat cloudy gaze, looked at the children who were busy going back and forth in the room, and slowly lowered her head, a little silent.

......

“...... Young man, can you eat rice balls, if you don't like it, I'll cook some rice in the pot later. ”

Boiling the water in the pot, the middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen again, looked at Lian Ge, and asked out loud,

"Just the rice balls, thank you. Holding the tea, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged woman and answered.

"You're welcome. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded, turned around again, took a stool, and sat down in front of the old lady.

And the middle-aged man, also holding a whole bag of brown sugar, two small tablespoons, and a large plate with some dry flour, walked out of the kitchen again.

......

“...... Mom, we'll just wrap it, you can rest. ”

The old lady sat up straight, and sat a little further,

The middle-aged man put the sugar on the stool, on the edge of the basin, and said loudly,

The old lady shook her head slowly, stretched out her hand, pulled off the small dough from the dough, kneaded it, flattened it again, held the somewhat deformed thumb against it, turned it, and spread the dough a little more.

With the spoon in his other hand, he pressed a small piece from the brown sugar cube, put it on the dough, closed it again, kneaded it a little rounder, and put it on a plate.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman also stretched out their hands and wrapped them up.

......

“...... You, this dumpling skin is spread too thinly, and it will leak when you put it in the pot for a while. ”

The old lady wrapped the rice balls and said to her son and daughter,

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman listened, smiling on their faces,

In the dish stained with dry flour, the wrapped rice balls gradually increased.

......

“...... Okay, let's put these dumplings in the pot first...... We'll eat for a few nights, and that's enough. ”

“...... Okay, Mom. ”

On the two stools next to him, on a few plates, there are some rice balls wrapped in dry flour.

The old lady looked at it and said,

The middle-aged woman answered, and walked to the kitchen with a few plates of rice balls.

“...... Dick, go get a few more plates......"

“...... The rest of these rice balls, Mom will wrap them...... You'll put it in the fridge in a moment......"

Turning her head again, she said to her second son, and the old lady was silent again before she said aloud,

“...... If your two brothers come over tomorrow, you four brothers and sisters will take out these rice balls and cook them......

“...... Okay, Mom. ”

The middle-aged man stood up again and walked into the kitchen.

The old lady rolled her cloudy gaze and looked at her children, and then at the bedroom next to her.

......

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the old lady,

He withdrew his gaze, looked into the room, took another sip of tea from the cup, and didn't say much.

......

One by one, the rice balls are spread on the plate,

The old lady's wrinkled hands were stained with flour, wrapped and kneaded one by one.

The middle-aged man took the wrapped rice balls and put a plate of rice balls in the refrigerator.

“...... Mom, wash the flour off your hands. ”

put the last wrapped rice balls in the refrigerator, and the middle-aged man brought a basin of warm water.

“...... How many rice balls are in the fridge?"

“...... There were about seventy or eighty ......."

“...... Enough, enough ......"

After a pause, the old lady said something more, her eyes a little dazed.

Stretched out his hand and washed in the basin of water that the middle-aged man had received.

......

“...... Mom, the dumplings are cooked......"

“...... Mom, give ......"

“...... Lad, give. ”

"Thank you. ”

“...... Brother, the dumplings are ready, you can serve them yourself. ”

The middle-aged woman walked out cautiously with two bowls of steaming rice balls.

handed one bowl to the old lady, and the other to Lian Ge.

put the cup of tea aside, reached out and took the bowl of rice balls,

Picking up the soup spoon in the soup bowl, Lian Ge filled a rice ball and tasted it.

The hot rice balls with the taste of brown sugar enter the mouth,

It's a very ordinary taste, but the voice of the words in this hall adds something else to it,

After taking a bite and holding the bowl of rice balls, Lian Ge turned his gaze again and looked at the old lady,

The old lady took the bowl of rice balls and ate them too, a little silent,

Some cloudy eyes drooped, as if in a trance,

He stopped his movements again, slowly raised his head, and looked at his children,

“...... Fourth, as I said before, in the woven pocket of your father's dress, under the clothes, there is also a piece of my clothes...... You help me take it out and ......."