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It's August and a half of another year.

After all, this year is the sixth old Mid-Autumn Festival of Sichuan pepper here.

It is also the most lively Mid-Autumn Festival that Sichuan pepper has experienced.

The family is young and old, plus Master Chen's family of three and the little girl who can't walk, there are exactly forty people.

For this reason, Mrs. Qin also specially asked Father Qin to help make a moon cake mold with a diameter of nearly two feet.

You must know that the diameter of the moon cake mold of ordinary people or large cake factories is generally about three or four inches, and the largest is only about one foot.

There is a set of moon cake molds with different shapes of melon and fruit patterns, the largest diameter is less than an inch, exquisite and cute, it is simply a work of art. And the largest one, the mold for making mooncakes for families to eat, is only about a foot in diameter.

Father Qin was quite interested, he had thought about carving the moon cake mold with the pattern of the Moon Palace a long time ago.

It's just that I haven't been idle, and when Dill went out, I was in a hurry and didn't prepare enough, so I didn't do it rashly.

This time, if you want to do it, then you can simply make up the Moon Palace.

It took Daddy Qin half a month to finally complete the mooncake mold before August and a half.

Qin Lao Niang used this mold to try to make a large moon cake with a diameter of about one foot and a half inch and a weight of about seven or eight catties.

Rao is Qin Lao Niang, and it is the first time she has tried to make such a big moon cake.

It's just that in the end, people are old and weak, and they no longer have the strength to knead dough, and they still work together to help complete it.

It took two tries to succeed.

At night, the family opened five tables in the courtyard of the main courtyard, eating the crab feast lively, tasting the osmanthus wine and admiring the moon, the small characters looked up at the moon for a while, looked down at the cake for a while, and were reluctant to let Yao's cut the moon cake of the Moon Palace and eat it.

In the old year, it was the old lady of Qin who led the family to sacrifice the moon and cut the moon cakes with a knife, only passed down from generation to generation, and this year it was the Yao family who took on the responsibility of feeding the family.

Yao had already asked Guo, who was proficient in arithmetic, to help him calculate how to cut the mooncakes into forty equal parts of the same size.

Everyone in the family was given a narrow strip of moon cakes, and even the little girl asked her to touch her lips and taste the taste of reunion.

A few little girls were holding moon cakes, but they were reluctant to put their mouths down.

Get together, you look at the corner of the Wangxiang Pavilion on my moon cakes, and I look at the plaque of the Hall of Eternal Life on your moon cakes, which is even rarer.

Sichuan pepper held the moon cake and looked at the glazed well above, but couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

This glazed well seems to be the legendary time tunnel......

And Luo Ji looked at the little appearance of "reluctance" on the face of the pepper, and without thinking about it, he handed the moon cake that he was not willing to eat in his hand to the pepper, and sent it to her: "Pepper, give it to you." ”

Today is Luo Ji growing up to eleven years old, and the fourth time in his memory is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the third time he eats moon cakes.

He has no impression of how the Mid-Autumn Festival was spent for the first time and the taste of mooncakes

Since he was fished out of the flood that year, many of his memories have been slowly lost.

Brother Wen Qi said that this is because he is still too young, the more people grow up, Xiao Chenguang's memory will naturally disappear slowly, and he is the same.

But he knew he must be happy, as happy as he was today. The taste of the mooncakes must also be very good, as delicious as today. Because at that time, my father and mother were still ......

And the second festival was the year before last.

Although he didn't know much about the festival at that time, Brother Wen Qi did. But they only ate crabs, not mooncakes.

I wanted to use sweet potatoes to make mooncakes, but I didn't succeed.

But the third time they feasted, they ate mooncakes.

In the old year, they not only enjoyed the moon and ate crabs, but also ate all kinds of mooncakes sent by peppercorns, including a box of freshly baked fresh meat mooncakes that were still steaming.

He didn't have time to say a word to Brother Wen Qi, and ate a box of twelve moon cakes in one go.

This time, it's the fourth.

He finally understood the meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August and a half......

And Hua Jiao looked at the moon cake in front of her, and raised her head to look at Luo Ji in surprise, but she didn't expect that her bitter hatred was misunderstood by Luo Ji as reluctance.

I just thought that Luo Ji wanted to save the moon cakes for her to eat.

Leave all the delicious food to her to eat, which is a common thing in Luo Ji, and the pepper didn't care very much, just smiled at him and said, "Cousin eats it by himself, this moon cake must be eaten by the whole family, and everyone eats it together!" ”

As he spoke, he put aside those who didn't have it, and took a big bite of the moon cake.

The eyebrows and eyes are bent, and the joy can overflow from the corners of the eyes.

It is a sweet and sweet ginkgo flavor.

Luo Ji looked at the joy of eating peppercorns, so he didn't force it, withdrew his hand, and also learned the appearance of peppercorns, and took a big bite.

Sweeter than honey.

After eating the moon cakes that were really delicious because the family shared them, the peppercorns took off the handkerchief and wiped Luo Ji's hands.

Looking at the serious appearance of Sichuan Jiao lowering his head and wiping every finger for him, Luo Ji wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and after a while, a sentence suddenly popped up: "Jiaojiao, in the future, I will also learn to make moon cakes with my grandmother, make a bigger moon cake, and we will eat it together as a family." ”

When Hua Jiao heard this, he laughed: "Okay, let's learn to make moon cakes together." ”

I had already eaten the ginkgo mooncakes that the family had eaten, touched my stomach, and took a piece of Beijing-style fluffing mooncakes made by Guo's own hands, and the fragrant leaves who were eating carefully in the palm of her hand heard this, which was considered to be in her heart, nodded straight, swallowed the moon cake in her mouth and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, let's make a bigger moon cake together next year, bigger than today." ”

But Lilac couldn't cry or laugh when she heard it, and nodded her forehead with pepper and bay leaves: "It's really two snacks." He looked at Luo Ji with a look of hatred: "Cousin, you are Master Chen's apprentice, you have such good roots and bones, and you have practiced such a good kung fu, is it because you can't make moon cakes for kneading dough?" ”

The peppercorns and bay leaves they said covered their mouths and laughed.

The two little things know Lilac's resentment.

Since Master Chen accepted Luo Ji as an apprentice and taught Luo Ji to sit, lie down, and stand is kung fu, Lilac's resentment can already be seen with the naked eye, and in private, he has not shouted that Master Chen is eccentric, and it is quite unpleasant to look at Luo Ji again.

The fourth cousin over there only listened to a chatter, and casually asked, "Who is going to make moon cakes?" ”