In the morning, Fang Lu woke up, got dressed and walked out of the room, only to hear a banging sound, walked over and saw that it was Fang's father who was chopping dumplings, Fang's mother was kneading dough on the side, and seeing Fang Lu getting up, Fang's father said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"My son woke up, hungry, I'll give you a note."

"No, Dad, I'll do it myself." Fang Lu said.

"Okay, you can get it yourself, I'll continue to chop the dumpling filling." After Fang's father finished speaking, he began to chop up again.

Fang Lu began to boil water, the noodles below, and after more than ten minutes, a bowl of hot boiled noodles was fine, sandwiched a chopsticks and pickles, poured some chili sauce made by himself, and ate it with hula hula, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Seeing Fang Lu finish eating, Fang's father shouted, "Son, go to your grandfather's house and pick up your grandfather." ”

"Got it." Fang Lu answered, and then walked towards his grandfather's house.

When he came to his grandfather's house, Fang Lu pushed open the door and walked in, and saw that his grandfather was scrubbing a large iron pot in the yard.

"Fang Lu is here, come to give grandpa a handle to carry this cauldron to the top of the small cart, and push it to your house to make rice cakes." Grandpa said.

Fang Lu suddenly remembered that his grandfather would make rice cakes at home every year when he was young.

Rice cake is made of rice, millet, wheat kernels or corn to make popcorn and syrup as the main raw materials, and Fang Lu's parents mainly use popcorn made of rice with peanuts and sesame seeds.

First prepare popcorn, peanuts, sesame seeds, and then start to boil the syrup, the syrup is composed of an appropriate amount of white sugar and honey, the sugar water is boiled, boiled viscous, just pour the popcorn, peanuts, and sesame seeds into a large pot, and then pour the boiled syrup on the rice, stir quickly with a wooden spatula, and the syrup sticks to each grain of rice to flatten the rice, at this time the pot is covered with the rice that sticks to the syrup, use a wood as a pressure ruler, and use a knife to cut the popcorn stuck together into a piece of rice cake, and then cool for a while, It's delicious! Sweet, with the fragrance of rice, peanuts and sesame seeds, Fang Lu especially liked to eat it when he was a child.

Thinking of this, he was greedy again, and hurriedly stepped forward to help his grandfather carry the cauldron onto the small cart, and then Fang Lu pushed the small cart out of the yard, and when grandpa locked the door, he pushed it home.

When he got home, Fang Lu pushed the small cart into the yard, and Fang's father heard the voice come out.

"Son, you pushed this big iron pot from your grandfather's house, where is your grandfather?" Fang's father asked.

"I'm here." Grandpa walked into the yard and said.

"Dad, are you here, have you had breakfast?" Fang's father asked.

"I'm done eating early, are all the things ready, I'll start the fried cake early." Grandpa Fang asked.

"I've been ready for a long time, I'll go get it." After Fang's father finished speaking, he took out two earthen stoves, one large and one small, from the storage room, and said to Fang Lu.

"Come on, son, let's move to the gate one by one."

"Okay, Dad."

Fang Lu answered, then Fang's father moved the big one, Fang Lu moved the small one, and moved it outside, Fang's father pushed the cauldron over again, and together with Fang Lu, he lifted the cauldron down and put it away, and brought a small pot from the kitchen. Then he brought popcorn, peanuts, sesame seeds, sugar, honey, and a wooden shovel that had been prepared long ago, and placed them one by one beside the small pot, and brought a pile of wood over.

"Dad is ready, you can do it." Dad Fang said after putting the wood down.

"Okay, I'm ready to wash my hands."

Grandpa Fang rolled up his sleeves, then brought a pot of hot water from the kitchen, poured it into the basin and washed his hands, took the hot water to shake the two pots again, and then poured popcorn, peanuts and sesame seeds into the cauldron in turn and stirred a few times. In a small pot, pour white sugar into the sugar water and start boiling the sugar water, and add the honey when the sugar water is almost boiled.

Fang Lu thought that he would be able to eat rice cake in another hour, he was very happy, he didn't get tired of eating it for so many years, he loved to eat it when he was a child, and he was stopped by Fang's father and mother to eat more for fear of tooth decay.

At this time, Fang's father suddenly said, "Son, let's go and go shopping for vegetables and meat with my father." ”

"Yes, eldest grandson, let's go shopping with your father, and when you come back after shopping, it happens that the rice cake is also cold and ready to eat." Grandpa Fang said.

"yes, Dad, let's go." Fang Lu said.

Dad Fang pushed out the tricycle from the yard, then Fang Lu sat on the tricycle, and Dad Fang set off on the tricycle.

Fang Lu has been a market here for so many days from the beginning of the small year to the Chinese New Year's Eve, right next to the middle school.

Fang's father rode a tricycle and took Fang Lu to the market for more than 20 minutes, only to see that the whole street was full of people, and there were all kinds of stalls on both sides of the road.

First of all, I came to the place where I sold dry goods, bought some fungus, red dates, peppercorns, fennel, cinnamon, etc., and then bought some vegetables like celery, garlic, and lotus root, bought melon seeds, all kinds of pastries and the like, and carried several large bags.

With great effort, the father and son squeezed out of the crowd with several large bags of things, found the tricycle, put the things in, and pushed the tricycle to the butcher's shop.

There is a butcher shop in a few nearby villages, the Zhangjia butcher's shop, and at the east end of the market, everyone buys meat there.

When Fang Lu and Fang's father came to the butcher's shop to buy a pig's head and pig's hind legs, they were told that the pig's head was gone, and now they were killing pigs in the back, so they had to wait for a while.

Coming to the backyard, there was a group of people watching the pig killing, Fang Lu felt very familiar, this scene was very common when he was a child, but later the state stipulated that the people could not commit suicide pigs privately, and they all had to be quarantined and then unified into the slaughterhouse.

Killing pigs in Fang Lu's hometown (except for the New Year) means that there are big events, happy events happen, once the pigs are about to be killed, the children of the whole village will be excited, and there will be delicious food.

As for killing pigs, Fang Lu saw it several times when he was a child, I remember once killing a pig, the pig was being bled out, suddenly broke free from the rope, ran all over the yard, and made the chicken fly and the dog jumped, the pig almost arched to Fang Lu, fortunately he ran fast, so that he was deeply memorable.

I saw a big fat pig was firmly tied to a large wooden board by a rope, and under the pig's head was a large iron basin, which was used to hold the pig's blood, and the pig killing master sharpened the pig killing knife, and aha, the white knife went in and the red knife came out...... (1,000 words omitted here).

Dad Fang bought a pig's head, a pig's hind leg and some pigs went into the water, and came back with Fang Lu.

Since it was two old men shopping, it was very fast, and when I got home, two hours had passed.

Just came back, Fang Lu happened to see that his grandfather was making the second pot of rice cake, the first pot of rice cake had been prepared and put on a large board to cool, a big semi-circular rice cake, it had not been cut yet, Fang Lu took out the menu from the kitchen and cut a piece on it, it was still a little warm, and quickly put it in his mouth and took a bite, it was a little crispy and a little sticky, sweet, fragrant, it was this taste, it was so delicious.