From 9 a.m. to 3 p.m., the energetic custards played soccer for six hours.

Wan Feng was tired and angry, at first he kept correcting the mistakes of these guys, but later he was surprised to find that not only did he not correct the mistakes of others, but he was in danger of being assimilated by them.

After running for a night, the amount of food was obviously good, and about three taels of steamed buns, two were killed in a row.

After eating, Wan Feng lay on the hot kang like a happy pig.

Mother was called to help make dumplings, and my younger brother and sister didn't know where they had gone after eating, leaving only Wan Feng and his father at home.

My father used a deck of poker and put on a game called Wulu Tian.

This poker game is very similar to the card game that comes with the computer system.

After an hour, Wan Feng thought that as long as the poker was picked up, he could go to heaven, because whenever his father picked up this kind of game, he would be waiting for heaven excitedly.

Now that I think about it, what a childish and ridiculous idea.

Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo sneakily came.

"Let's go, go steal dumplings, there are four or five dumpling-making companies in our company tonight, let's go steal a few hats and come back to cook." ”

Wan Feng is not interested in cooking dumplings, according to his current state, whoever brings him a plate of dumplings may not be able to take a second look.

The stomach has long been swollen, and there is still room for dumplings.

However, it is not impossible to recall the fun of stealing dumplings.

I went down to the ground and put on shoes and a cotton jacket, found an old man hat that could pull over my head and put it on, and put on a cotton hat outside.

The old man's hat is to not be recognized, and the cotton hat is to hold dumplings.

Tonight, Daonan is Zhong Yixiang's family making dumplings, and his house is the first one to the west of Wanfeng's house, which is also the reason why Zhong Yixiang's brothers didn't come out tonight.

His dumplings were naturally embarrassed to steal, but it was not a big problem to ask for a curtain later, so Wan Feng and they targeted the people in Daobei.

The temperature in the Xiaoxing'an Mountains area at night is now between minus 15 and 20 degrees, which is not the coldest time, if the night temperature is usually below minus 20 degrees before and after heavy snowfall, and the individual weather will reach about minus 30 degrees.

It does not need to be minus 30 degrees, it is minus 20 degrees, and the dumplings wrapped in a curtain are placed outside, and they are guaranteed to freeze harder than stones for no more than ten minutes.

The custom of making frozen dumplings has been handed down for many years.

Frozen dumplings usually don't have a lot of dumpling filling, and if the dumpling filling is too full, it will freeze and crack, and then it will become a piece of soup directly after cooking.

Because the dumpling filling is small, it is usually done by kneading the dumplings, and the dumpling filling is put on the dough and pinched with two hands.

Therefore, it is wrapped very quickly, and a curtain can be wrapped in a few minutes, but when it can't be put in the house, it must be taken outside to freeze.

Making dumplings has become a custom, and stealing dumplings has naturally become another custom that is ancillary.

How this custom was formed seems to be related to the educated youth more than ten years ago, when the local people made frozen dumplings for the New Year, these educated youths went to steal them back to eat.

At first, it was very nervous like catching a thief, but later the people found out that it was the educated youth who stole it, and they may be grateful for the pity of these children whose parents are not around, so they are no longer really like catching thieves, but when they found out that these educated youths were going, they also took the initiative to give them a curtain of dumplings for them to take back to eat.

Gradually, a custom of stealing dumplings is not stealing, and if you can't steal it, you can ask for it from the host's house.

Later, the educated youth returned to the city, but this custom has been retained.

Due to the fact that there are too many dumplings, people generally invite several people to make dumplings, and the dumplings that roll out the skin and wrap the dumplings to the outside form an assembly line.

Like these Dongshan people, almost every family makes a sack of dumplings is less, and some people make two sacks, usually find more than ten people to help, and it is lively like the New Year.

Dumplings are packed in sacks, and there is probably no second place in the whole world except for this area.

The three of Wan Feng lurked like spies.

The first is Pan Da Gouzi's family, his family has four brothers called Big Dog, Two Dogs, Three Dogs, and Four Dogs, and the eyes of this brother and fourth brother are like Yasai copper bells.

At first glance, it really depends on the dumplings, and there is no meaning of putting water at all.

Wan Feng observed for a few minutes, thinking that his family had no chance to start, the four of these brothers went out from the house, and two watched from the outside, and when it was frozen, it was directly packed into the sack in the building, and there was no window period in the middle.

"His family can't do it, change it. ”

The second family is Lin Laixian's family, but Wan Feng didn't pay attention to his family, the reason is to bury it.

His family has a large population, three boys and three girls, and the family is not much stronger than a pigsty, Wan Feng doesn't think that his dumplings are suitable for people to eat, at least he doesn't think he can swallow them.

In the end, they turned a street and came to Yan Tongwen's house.

Yan Tongwen's family has only two children, the eldest is a daughter, and the following is a son, his son's eyes are a little bad, and he was born like this since he was a child.

Yan Tongwen's family was watching the dumplings outside Yan Tongwen's son Yan Yi and his neighbor's two children.

Yan Tongwen's daughter, Yan Su, if there is no deviation, is still Wan Feng's classmate who will study in Dalinzi.

Yan Yi looks like thirteen or fourteen today, and the two children are about the same age.

The three guys ran into the house every few minutes to warm up, and every few minutes they hid in the house to warm up.

It's his house.

Wan Feng found a stick with a height of about one meter and two meters, and quietly entered the courtyard of the Yan family and hid in a dark corner.

The light bulb that Yan Jiajia pulled outside was about fifteen degrees, which was very dim, which allowed Wan Feng to lurk next to his chicken coop very smoothly.

When the three guys of the Yan family ran into the house again to warm up, Wan Feng rushed over like an arrow and put a stick against the doorknob.

If the door opens from the inside out, don't even think about opening it as long as it is blocked from the outside.

Resisting the door, Wan Feng waved his hand, Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo slipped out like two rats to the firewood stack of frozen dumplings, and swept the two curtain dumplings into the hood of the hat.

Stealing dumplings is also particular, not as much as you can steal.

Usually it is to steal the kind of curtain made of millet straw to cover one curtain, or two curtains, at most no more than two curtains.

Stealing dumplings within this range is customary, not stealing.

But to exceed this bottom line, that is to really steal.

Just when Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo swept the two curtain dumplings, someone in the house came out and pushed the door without pushing it open.

Wan Feng hid by the door and waved to the two guys, and Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo ran away like running rabbits.

After the two guys ran away, Wan Feng kicked off the stick at the top door and then turned around and ran out of the yard and disappeared into the night.