Little Radish stared at Pan Yang for a moment, making sure she wasn't joking, arched her head into Pan Yang's arms, took a step back and said, "Okay, then you have to tell me a story." ”

As long as you don't pinch the milk. Zi, a qiē is easy to say.

Pan Yang hurriedly adjusted his position, lay on his side, stretched out his arm to take the little radish head into his arms, and began to tell the little radish head the ghost story she was best at. What big-footed goblins in red bell bottoms, how many water ghosts are there in the big pond at the head of the village, which one fell into evil after going to the grave mountain, and so on, I don't know if it's true or not.

Don't ask her how she knows so many ghost stories, when she was young, her little mother, that is, Pan Shisu's wife, often used these stories to scare her and scare her so much that she screamed.

You always have to pay it back when you come out, so now I'll return the ghost story to little Panshi as it is. o(╯□╰)o

Pan Yang spoke vividly, and changed his tone from time to time to imitate ghost speech, the little radish head was timid, he was so scared that he couldn't do it, woo wow wow, he hugged Pan Yang with both hands and didn't let go, his eyes were closed, his facial features were all wrinkled together, and his expression was not too funny.

Zhang Xuelan heard her grandfather's movement outside, she was on fire tonight, seeing that no one was a nose or an eye, she went into the house and slapped the two of them for a while, Pan Yang dodged a few times and didn't dodge, so he simply jumped directly to the bed with the little radish head in his arms.

Little Radish still thought it was funny, and giggled, "Ada, I was beaten by my mother!" Ada, who was beaten by her mother! ”

Pan Yang was speechless for a while, it was really a tiger falling into Pingyang being bullied by milk, and I don't know how her grandfather survived back then, and why he married her grandmother, a tigress!

It is estimated that Pan Yang's reaction was too great, Zhang Xuelan laughed angrily, but the next second she still held back her laughter, bluffed her face and said, "It's so cold outside, what should I do if the child gets cold, hurry up and go back to bed and sleep!" ”

Pan Yang was still afraid that Zhang Xuelan would do it again, and when he saw that she would not raise her hand to hit someone, he stepped back into his bed.

If Pan Yang is really Pan Zhaoke, it is okay to be able to regard Zhang Xuelan's beating and scolding as a small love between husband and wife. Interesting, even if she is a woman, she can pull her hair and bite her ears with Zhang Xuelan every minute, but she is good now, she is neither male nor female, she can't do a fight, and she is not a real husband and wife, not to mention how aggrieved!

Seeing that Zhang Xuelan still wanted to screw her, Pan Yang hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "What happened when you went back to your parents' house today, did you leave any money for Ada?" ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Xuelan snorted, and then said in a low voice, "It's a shame that I stayed for a meal, otherwise according to my sister-in-law's strength, I can't even touch the tofu dregs, and before leaving, I left two yuan for Ada, so that he can buy some for what he wants." ”

In this era where you can buy a pound of pork for more than a dime, two yuan is not a small amount, Zhang Xuelan looked at Pan Yang's expression carefully, and asked, "You have no problem with giving two yuan, right?" ”

What can Pan Yang say, two or ten yuan is not a matter in her eyes, as long as her grandmother can do less, it is better than anything.

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Seeing that Chinese New Year's Eve was coming, it was extremely cold on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the northwest wind was blowing non-stop, in order to save firewood, Zhang Xuelan moved the rolling table from the kitchen to the hall, next to the stove, on which pig's trotters and salted meat pieces were cooking, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Afraid that there would not be enough firewood for the stove, Pan Shiyao led his two younger brothers up the mountain early in the morning to collect firewood, and by the way, to see if the clips placed in the field a few days ago had caught any hares.

Pan Shiyun stayed at home to help Zhang Xuelan roll out the dough and make dumplings, as for Pan Hengchun, he was writing the door couplet, he used to be a good place. The baby of the main family, proficient in pen and ink, occasionally writes poems with the pencils of the radish heads.

Pan Yang and Little Radish Head got up the latest, she wanted to get up early and lead Pan Shiyao up the mountain, but although Little Radish Head woke up early in the morning, she was unwilling to get out of bed in the warm bed, so she insisted on pestering Pan Yang to continue telling him ghost stories.

The little radish head began to be afraid, and then the more he listened, the more energetic he became, and from time to time he threw out a few questions that Pan Yang couldn't answer. Pan Yang was scared of him, so he forcibly grabbed the little radish head out of the quilt and put on clothes, pinched him and squeaked the nest, and pinched the radish head into Pan Shiyun's quilt in the hall so that he could sit down obediently.

How can a two-year-old child have a qualitative attitude, he can't sit still at all, crawling around on the bed, and Zhang Xuelan is so annoyed that he slapped him on the buttocks, which can be regarded as honest and stable.

But within two minutes, the little radish head shouted again, "Ada, I want to eat peanuts." ”

Early this morning, Zhang Xuelan took out all the snacks that Pan Yang brought back from the county town before, and Pan Yang took the oil paper package to the little radish head and asked him to eat whatever he wanted.

patted Pan Shiyun's head again, Pan Yang said, "Shiyun, you and your brother will eat snacks, and I will roll out the dough for your mother." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xuelan and Niang looked at Pan Yang together. Pan Shiyun was surprised, "Ada, do you know how to roll dough?" ”

Pan Yang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that she had revealed her stuffing, and her grandfather didn't seem to know how to roll dough and make dumplings. Pan Yang also reacted quickly, and said with a smile, "Then you teach me how to roll first, and I'll come when I learn it." ”

Pan Shiyun became a primary teacher, serious and responsible, and taught Pan Yang how to exercise his wrists to roll the dough evenly and the size of the dough on the ground.

'taught' Pan Yang, and the two of them handed over the task, so Pan Shiyun took off his shoes and nested on the bed to eat snacks with his younger brother.

Zhang Xuelan glanced at her and advised, "Eat less, leave some for my brother and brother." ”

Pan Shiyun let out a sigh of ooh, taking small bites of the biscuits that Pan Yang brought back.

Pan Yang haha, "It's okay, girl, eat as much as you want, and buy it after eating." ”

Zhang Xuelan rolled her eyes, "Just be a good person!" ”

As soon as Zhang Xuelan's words fell, the three Pan Shiyao brothers came back from the mountain, and Pan Shixun rushed into Pan Yang's arms and shouted, "Da Da, we caught a rabbit and two pheasants!" But they all froze to death! ”

Pan Shiyao and Pan Shisong followed in and closed the door of the hall with their backhands, Pan Shiyao took out a cloth bag from the bundle of branches, and poured the hares and pheasants on the ground, "Mother, peel them and pickle them." ”

Before the dumplings were wrapped, Zhang Xuelan wiped her hands on her apron and called Pan Shiyun, "Shiyun, don't eat it, come and make dumplings with you, I'll go boil water and peel the rabbit." ”

Pan Shiyao said, "Let Shiyun eat it, I'll just wrap it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Xuelan to speak, Pan Shiyao washed his hands in the basin and sat down to skillfully wrap dumplings.

Pan Yang had to sigh, her uncle is really sensible and considerate, just because the eldest brother is like a father, her uncle helps adults do everything, he can do what men do, and he will do what women do, even if her uncle's business is very popular later, every time Pan Yang goes to her uncle's house, it is her uncle who chops meat and kills fish in the kitchen.

The big radish heads help with the work, and the small radish heads sit on the bed and eat snacks.

Pan Shisong took a few biscuits, but he didn't eat them first, but stuffed one piece in Pan Yang's mouth, and another piece into Pan Shiyao's mouth, and then said, "I'll take some more for Grandpa to taste." ”

As he spoke, he picked out a different snack from each oil-paper bag, took out one, and staggered to the kitchen. Pan Hengchun wrote the door couplet in the kitchen, Pan Shisong stayed in the kitchen to accompany his grandfather to chat, and after his grandfather wrote a door couplet, he puffed out his mouth and dried the ink on it.

Pan Shisong's move made Pan Yang feel relieved, her father is really a little warm man!

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The family went into battle together, they packed all the dumplings in the morning, pig's trotters and bacon were also boiled, and the door couplets were written and pasted on each door, just waiting for the firecrackers in the village to start sounding in the afternoon, and they could also follow the firecrackers after a few more dishes. However, before the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Zhang Xuelan still had something to do.

Of course, everything she is busy with is what the turnip heads are happy to see.

Because he was reluctant to buy snacks, Zhang Xuelan would personally make them for the radish heads on Chinese New Year's Eve every year, and Pan Yang also ate Zhang Xuelan's cooking when he was a child, but later the family became rich, and no one did it again in order to save trouble.

Now that he can eat this traditional snack again, Pan Yang looks more excited than the radish heads, leading a few radish heads around Zhang Xuelan.

Zhang Xuelan was so annoyed that she began to pick up people, Pan Shiyun ran to the hearth and sat down, and said busily, "Mother, I'll light the fire for you." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Pan Yang relied on his physical advantage, pinched Pan Shiyun's squeaky nest, picked her out of the hearth, sat down on his buttocks, and said shamelessly, "I'll light the fire, you all go play." ”

Pan Shiyun shouted anxiously, "Ada, you are cheating!" ”

Pan Yang smiled and waved his hand, "Get out quickly, get out quickly, otherwise your mother will beat someone." ”

A few radish heads were reluctant to leave, or Zhang Xuelan roared them all out, and they didn't run far, to see who had eaten first and finished the artillery battle, they went to pick up the artillery that had not exploded and played with it, and from time to time they ran back to stretch out their heads to see if Zhang Xuelan's snacks were done.

Zhang Xuelan is best at making fried meatballs and fried vegetable dumplings.

The Chinese cabbage grown in the vegetable garden at home is blanched in boiling water, crushed and mixed in coarse grain noodles, kneaded into large balls and thrown into the oil pan and fried until golden brown. As for the vegetable dumplings, it is even simpler, green onions are added to the flour and a piece of mature noodles, cooked noodles are rolled into ultra-thin dough, if you want to eat soft, put it in oil again, and if you want to eat crispy, put it in oil for a long time.

Although this practice costs a bit of oil, but at the end of the year, Zhang Xuelan will try her best to meet the requirements of the radish heads even if she lives again, not to mention that she now has a hundred yuan in her hand, and she is a little rich woman in the village!

Pan Yang, who had just come out of the pot, ate two dumplings in a row, she was so greedy that she wanted to eat a third one.

Zhang Xuelan suddenly said coldly, "Zhaoke, haven't you noticed that you have changed a little recently?" ”

Pan Yang's eyelids jumped, and his outstretched hand did not take the third vegetable dumpling, but retracted it, and said stubbornly, "Yes, why didn't I find out." ”

Zhang Xuelan glanced at her with some grievances, hoping that she could understand what she meant.

However, Pan Yang never thought about it, and explained to himself, "Maybe I'm greedy, alas, I can't eat it once a year, I want to eat it too much." ”

"I mean, you're really okay?"

As the saying goes, a woman is like a wolf and a tiger at forty, and Zhang Xuelan is not heavy. A woman who desires, but in the dead of night, she will inevitably think about it, and what makes her even more incomprehensible is that her man hasn't been with her for half a year, except that there is a problem, Zhang Xuelan really can't think of any other accidents.