After Jin Fuqing cleaned up the chicken, Yuxiu embarrassedly pointed to the crucian carp raised in the water basin, "Uncle Fuqing, you can also teach us how to kill this fish." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yudong's lips moved on the side, but he still didn't speak.

He swore yesterday that he knew how to kill chickens and fish, and now he is exposed, which is really shameless. I knew that I would go and ask Uncle Fuqing last night.

This crucian carp was caught in the river by Yudong and Yuliang when they went to bathe last night, and it weighed more than a catty.

"Okay!" Jin Fuqing agreed, reached out and grabbed the fish from the basin, and slammed it on the stone slab, the fish fluttered and didn't move, so he used scissors to cut the fish's belly two-thirds down, and the fish internal organs were cleaned up one by one.

Yuliang looked at the two fish bubbles, "Give me the bubbles, give me the bubbles." ”

Jin Fuqing smiled and washed the fish bubble and gave it to Yuliang, who put the fish bubble on the ground and stepped on it with one foot, bang, like a firecracker.

The children in the village, every time they kill fish at home, they will take the fish bubbles and play with them.

Jin Fuqing cleaned the fish, told them that the fish gall must not be broken, and the black things in the fish's stomach had to be scraped clean, and then used scissors to scrape off the scales on the fish, and the fish was cleaned up.

Those who are difficult will not, and those who will will not be difficult.

Cleaning up the chickens and fish, Jin Fuqing didn't have much work, "Okay, what else is there to kill? ”

"No, thank you, Uncle Fuqing. Yudong and Yuxiu hurriedly thanked them.

Yuxiu washed her hands and wanted to go to the candied fruit for Jin Fuqing to bring to Yingniang to eat, but as soon as she walked into the stove, Jin Fuqing left, so she had to forget it first.

Get the chicken and fish right, and the rest will be done with less effort.

Yudong began to cut the ribs, which was a hard work, he directly put the cutting board on the ground in the yard and took a small axe to chop.

Yuxiu had already cooked the water last night, so she just had to stew it again. She took a clay pot and put water, soy sauce, white sugar, green onion and ginger, put the hoof in it, added a few large spoons of rice wine, put the hoof into the soup, and then put the clay pot on the small tandoor and simmered over a slow fire.

The big hen that was just killed, stuffed ginger slices in her stomach, poured two spoonfuls of rice wine to remove the smell of meat, and directly enlarged the water in the iron pot to stew, and when the chicken was ripe, you can poke it with chopsticks, and then put some salt to taste.

The old hen stewed soup, the condiments don't need to be put too much at all, as long as it is cooked enough, the soup is extremely delicious.

After the two hard dishes were put on the pot, Yuxiu began to prepare the three must-eat items for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the custom here in Dongping Village is that there must be three dishes on the table: pumpkin, snail and taro.

Yushu helped to light the fire, and Yuliang began to cut the snail's buttocks. If you don't cut off a tip of the snail butt, you won't be able to suck the snail meat when you turn around and eat the snail

These three dishes are different from each other, and Yuxiu's family has always steamed pumpkin to eat.

In the morning, Yuxiu put only half a retort of rice in the rice retort in the copper pot, and she put a plate of pumpkin cut into cubes on a plate, and put the plate on top of the rice in the rice retort, and then covered it with a wooden lid. In this way, when the rice is fully cooked, the pumpkin is steamed together.

Moreover, the rice made with this rice retort has a faint pumpkin aroma.

After Yuliang cut a bowl of snails, Yuxiu put green onions and ginger in the pot and stir-fried them, poured them into the snails and fried them, and then poured rice wine and soy sauce and simmered for a while before putting them on the plate.

Subsequently, Yuxiu made stewed ribs with taro, braised winter melon, stir-fried lentils and stewed tofu with green vegetables.

The fish is not big, put some oil and fry it on both sides, put a handful of green onions below, and directly add cooking wine and soy sauce, etc., to make braised crucian carp.

There are also black fungus picked from the mountains at home, and Yuxiu beat an egg and made a scrambled egg with fungus.

Yudong and Yuliang saw that there were no dishes to help wash, so they went to the hall, cleaned up the table of eight immortals, and put the tablets of Yan Tao and Yan Qingshan on the table. Yushu came out with a plate of dishes.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, you have to worship your ancestors before eating.

In the village, there is this rule for all festivals, to worship the ancestors, let the ancestors eat, and then the family sits down to eat for the festival.

"Shu'er, how many bowls of food are there?" asked Yuxiu loudly as she poked her head out of the stove.

When worshipping ancestors, the dishes on the table are generally nine or twelve bowls.

Some poor families don't have nine bowls of food, so they will put two bowls of the same dish on the table, making sure that the numbers match.

"Sister, there are eight bowls in total, why don't we put the fried meat with dried plum vegetables on the table?"

"No, you go pack a plate of dried loaches and put it on. ”

In one corner of the hall, there are dried loaches that are kept for self-eating.

Yushu took a bowl and put it on the table, and Yuxiu brought another bowl of cabbage fragrant fried thousands of zhang and a bowl of vinegared peanuts.

Finally, a plate of mooncakes was loaded and brought to the table.

This mooncake was made by Yuxiu herself.

She boiled red bean paste and kneaded a dough with bean flour, flour and glutinous rice flour to make a dough.

Because Yan Qingjiang didn't like to eat sweet, she made wheat cakes again, and mixed with minced plum vegetables and meat mixed with chopped shallots as fillings.

Whether it is a moon cake or a wheat cake, they are directly smeared with oil on the bottom and pasted on the wall of the hot iron pot. When the cake is fully cooked, the dough crust has a faint burnt yellow, and the fragrance is tangy.

The family did not buy a press mold to make moon cakes, so Yuxiu used chopsticks to press a string of circles on each moon cake and wheat cake. These circles are connected, some look like a bunch of grapes, some look like two fat round puppies, each with different colors, but very interesting.

Yuliang had already set a few cakes for the puppy and the chicken, and asked to keep them for him.

Put the moon cakes on the table, there are exactly twelve bowls of dishes, and everything is not repeated.

Yuxiu looked at the dishes on the table and exhaled, "Brother, hurry up and order incense candles." ”

Yudong picked up the fire sickle and lit the candles in the lantern, first took three ingots of tin foil folded paper silver, rolled it with yellow paper, took it to the gate and burned it to the door god, and asked him to raise his noble hand and let the ancestors enter the door to eat today.

Then he took three sticks of incense and lit the lantern, knelt down at the table of the eight immortals to pray a few words, and inserted the incense into the incense bowl.

Yuxiu pushed Yuliang and asked him to follow him and kneel down.

"Xiuxiu, Shu'er, you also come to worship!" Yudong turned his head and ordered.

Yuxiu was stunned.

According to custom, women are not allowed to bow down when worshipping their ancestors.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mother, our brothers and sisters depend on each other, and Xiuxiu and Shu'er can worship their ancestors and go to the grave in the future. Yudong said solemnly at the tablet on the table.

Yuxiu pulled Yushu, and together with Yuliang, they stepped forward and bowed down one by one.

After kneeling, it is time to burn the silver.

Yuxiu had already prepared a small broken jar, and together with Yudong, he took a pack of tin foil silver and a knife of yellow paper.

Yuxiu slowly turned the yellow paper into a lotus pattern and put it in a small broken jar to cushion it, and after Yudong poured the paper silver, it was cremated.

A gust of wind blew, and the paper ash in the tank was as light as a flying feather, and it rolled up from the tank with the wind, and it made a few circles in the air before falling.

"Eldest sister, is this my father and mother here to get the silver?" asked Yuliang as he pointed to the paper ashes that kept flying and rolling.

"Yes, there are also grandparents and grandmothers, they come to get the silver. Yuxiu nodded and whispered.

A piece of paper ash was swept by the wind and stuck to Yuxiu's trouser legs, and then gently slid to the ground, just like the gesture of Wang when she was alive when she gently arranged her clothes.

Yuxiu reached out to cover her mouth and blocked the choking sound.

After worshipping the ancestors, Yudong and Yuliang sent the tablets and incense bowls back to the niche box in the hall.

Yuxiu and Yushu brought the nine bowls of dishes on the table back to the stove, reheated them and served them again, at this time, it was the turn of the living to eat.