Large and small jujube nest heads, full of pots, Yoyo only then came back to the taste, the emotional uncle and grandmother deliberately made more sticky noodles, ready to make jujube nests.

The pot boiled, and the sweet smell of red dates came out along the steam, and the children looked at the lid of the pot expectantly, and asked eagerly: "Grandma, how long will it take to eat?"

"With a bag of cigarettes in the pot, you can lift the pot. ”

"Grandma, what is it like to be in the garden, how long is a bag of cigarettes?"

The aunt pointed to the lid of the pot and said to the children: "See, now the steam has only started to bubble from these two places, and when the lid of the pot starts to bubble around, it is the garden gas."

I don't know how long it will take to get a bag of cigarettes, but I know how long it will be when you look at the clock. ”

Yoyo probably knew that the work of a bag of cigarettes was fifteen minutes, and after listening to her aunt's words, she decided to check it.

The pot soon became full of energy, and the children hurriedly used the clock to record the time, and waited for the uncle and grandmother to call to stop, and sixteen minutes passed.

My aunt didn't look at my watch at all, so I was really accurate at this time. Yoyo decided to take a few more exams to see how much worse the bottom could be.

Several children were happy and cheered in unison: "Grandma, it's time to lift the pot." ”

"Don't worry, you can only lift it when the pot is no longer angry, and if you set off the little glutton, the dry food will die." ”

"Grandma, where did you come from?"

"The little gluttony is attracted by the aroma of steamed steamed buns, and when the pot stops steaming, the little gluttony can't find a place.

The little gluttons specialize in sucking the aroma of steamed buns, and steamed buns without aroma are hard and hard, and they are not delicious. ”

"Grandma, the little gluttony is really bad, catch him and send him to the Public Security Bureau. "Zhixin's idea is good.

My aunt was amused by him and laughed: "It's a pity, the little gluttonous ghost can't catch it, it's just a breath, inhaling the fragrance in the steamed bun and running faster." ”

Didi doesn't believe in evil: "Uncle and aunt, you are feudal superstition, there are no ghosts and gods in the world." ”

My aunt and uncle don't believe in ghosts and gods, but she said: "I also listened to the old generation, and I really don't understand the specific truth." However, the lid of the pot was lifted early, and the steamed bun looked at the bar, the size was shrunk, and it was particularly hard, and it was unpalatable.

You've all gone to school, and when you figure it out, tell me about the science. ”

The old man is quite trendy and knows how to explain the legend of ghosts and gods with science.

Zhiru shouted loudly: "Grandma, the pot is no longer bubbling, and the pot can be lifted." ”

The pot was opened, and as soon as the aunt picked up the head of the jujube nest, Zhiping muttered: "The steamed jujube nest for the New Year, you can taste it first." The children burst into laughter.

Jujube wotou and sticky bean buns are two different flavors, both of which are particularly delicious, and Zhiping will have a full stomach after eating one. She looked at the jujube nest in the basket and said regretfully: "I knew that I would eat less sticky bean buns." ”

My aunt smiled and said, "I'll fry rice cakes for you tomorrow, it's better than jujube wowo." ”

She kneaded the leftover jujube nest head into dough again, put it in a basin, found a damp rag that was quickly cleaned, covered it, and put it in the dining cupboard to wake up.

Puzzled, he asked, "Uncle, didn't you eat rice cakes on the second day of February?"

My aunt answered clearly this time: "The sticky noodles have to be at a high temperature to wake up (ferment), so I used to wait for February 2 to make it, but now there is heating, I estimate that it is just right to make rice cakes at this temperature." ”

At lunchtime, the children were full and had no appetite. Yoyo didn't stir-fry, mixed a few cold dishes, and burned a pot of tomatoes, spinach and egg soup.

Several children gathered around the adults to offer treasures, pointed to the hot bean buns that had just been lifted out of the pot, and scrambled to say, "I made this one." ”

Zhibin wilted, he didn't say that he made it, pointed to the most ugly bean bag in the bean bag, grinned and said, "This is made by Sister Youyou." ”

Yoyo threatened him: "Zhibin, you make my sister unhappy, I won't take you to play in the future." ”

Zhibin immediately made a bitter face, and hugged his fist at Youyou: "Sister, I was wrong, you don't remember the villain, forgive the little brother this time." ”

"Okay, I have a lot of them, so I'll spare you for the time being, and remember not to take an example. ”

Zhiping held the pocket bean bag she made and said proudly: "This is the bean bag I made, it's beautiful." ”

Zhigao dug a pit for her: "It's good-looking, you keep it for yourself." ”

The bean bun is the same size, and the bean bun made by Zhiping is small, so it must be that there is less stuffing inside, and it looks good or not.

How do you know that Zhiping doesn't have this awareness, the little girl is still unfair to offer treasures, the elders at home give one each, and the rest are kept by those who are not at home.

From more than ten o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, six pots of sticky bean buns and one pot of jujube nests were steamed. Yoyo did the math and steamed a pot for about fifty minutes.

My aunt estimated that the time for a bag of cigarettes was really about the same, basically about fifteen minutes, and practice makes perfect probably like this.

The dried sticky bean buns are placed in the dustpan, covered with a cloth, and put in the storage room behind the building, where there is no heating in the room, and there is a building to shade it, and the sun is rarely seen in winter, and the temperature is low, and it will not exceed ten degrees at noon.

Make sticky bean buns in the morning, and start preparing the stuffing for tomorrow's vegetable buns in the afternoon. Squeeze out the water from the shredded radish that was cooked yesterday with a rag and chop it again. These crumbled radishes alone filled two large pots.

Two large pots, one for boiled meat and one for fried Chiba tofu. Fried tofu Youyou didn't dare to let children do it, and went into battle himself. The half-dried tofu slices were put in boiling oil and passed through, and they became golden inside and out, so quickly fished out.

The fried tofu reveals a thick bean aroma, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, Zhixin didn't wait for his uncle and grandmother to act, he reached out and took a piece, handed it to the stove, and muttered in his mouth: "The fried tofu for the New Year, you can taste it first from all the gods." ”

When he finished talking, several children took it to eat, and his aunt didn't stop it, but said with a smile: "You children, you can be regarded as falling into the nest of blessings, in the past, you used to change a pound of tofu for the New Year, where are you willing to let the children eat it, let alone fry it." ”

Fried tofu has to be chopped, blanched vermicelli has to be chopped, and green onion and ginger have to be chopped. The large coffee table in the living room was cleaned up, a large board was put on, and the children gathered in a circle, each with a kitchen knife, and they all had work to do.

After a while, I heard a wail: "Grandma, it's spicy." ”

There were too many chopped green onions at one time, and the spicy taste was too strong, and the eyes of several children were full of tears, and the aunt hurriedly said: "Don't rub it with your hands, just wash it with warm water." ”

When I washed it back, it was really comfortable. Didi and Zhigao kicked the four little ones out: "Go out and play, don't be spicy." ”

When the four little ones heard the cheers of the children on the street, they were already itching, but they still asked their grandmothers: "Grandma, are you still alive?"