"Good morning." Looking at the busy people in the kitchen, Mo Yu softened the corners of his eyes, walked over and hugged her waist, sniffed her fragrance, and closed his eyes intoxicated.

"Why did you wake up so early?" Patting Mo Yu's hand on her waist, Qingli dragged the large doll stuck to her to pick up the dishes next to her and pour them into the pot.

"You woke up and got up, why don't you move in with me? Isn't it cold to sleep alone? Mo Yu, who was reluctant to let go, followed forward and back, very aggrieved.

Why is this girl so stubborn, she would rather put a few hot water bottles in the quilt at night than he help warm the quilt.

Now the two of them live upstairs, and there is a Mo Xuan who sleeps overnight, which is negligible, and no one knows about living together.

"Are you sure?" Qingli rolled her eyes, she knew Mo Yu's thoughts too well, and she could only say it with her mouth, she really agreed, and this guy might just run away.

Of course he wasn't sure, and although he wanted the two of them to sleep in the same bed, he was reluctant to damage her reputation when he was not famous.

The person who puts it in his heart must not wronged her, and must consider her in all aspects and give her the best.

Sighing, Mo Yu kissed her on the cheek and asked, "What can I help with?" ”

After a kiss back, Qingli put the dishes on the plate and handed it to him, "It's ready, you go and tell them to get up to eat!" ”

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Yu took the plate and turned around and walked towards the dining room, first went to wake up Mo Xuan, and then ran downstairs and knocked on the door one by one.

It didn't take much effort, but the big guys got up, said hello to each other after washing, and walked to the dining room together.

After Mo Yu left. Qingli washed the pot, went to the corner, and picked up the wooden board pressed against the bag. Check out the malt inside.

Speaking of this malt, it was still that day that Grandpa and Grandpa Mo went to the village entrance to chat with Uncle Su and them, and then they didn't know what was going on, so they ran back with half a bag of wheat and said that they wanted to boil syrup to make Qima crisp.

As soon as she heard that she was making Qima Crisp, Qingli's first reaction was to refuse, although she had seen her mother do it, but she hadn't learned it!

Who knew that grandpa said he would do it. There was no way, Qingli had to soak the wheat with warm water and press it here to let it germinate, it was so long. It's time to boil sugar today.

"Sister, it's time to eat." With a messy head of hair, Lele ran in and looked at the malt in the bag under his eyes. Surprised: "It's so long?" ”

"yes. I went to eat, and when I was done, I started to boil sugar. After pressing the plank, Qingli washed her hands and walked to the dining room.

Everyone was already seated at the table, and seeing Qingli and the two coming, Su Zhenbang picked up chopsticks and picked up a radish and said, "Open the meal." ”

"Grandpa, I want eggs." stretched out his hand and couldn't reach the egg for a long time, and his anxious little face was red, and he asked his grandfather for help.

"Good. Grandpa gives you a clip. Picking up a piece of egg and putting it in a bowl, Su Zhenbang said to Qingli, who was eating porridge, "I'll go out with your grandfather Mo later!" ”

"Not today. Grandpa's malt is ready, I can't control the heat of that thing, so you can come! As soon as she heard that her grandfather was going out, Qingli hurriedly swallowed the porridge in her mouth and said.

Boiling syrup must be done by skill, otherwise it is easy to paste, and once it is pasted, the whole pot of sugar will be ruined.

"What is syrup?" Mo Xuan, who was eating, asked curiously.

"Maltose is the candy man painted on the street." Picked up a piece of sour lettuce and put it in his mouth, Qingli squinted happily.

"Oh, I'll see it later." Knowing what syrup is, Mo Xuan didn't ask anymore and buried himself in eating.

He will go home in a few days, and he will not be able to eat Lili's cooking for a while, so Lili will ask Lili to bring him a jar of lettuce and radish tassels.

I'm used to eating porridge with side dishes, and I'm eating steamed buns, how can I feel so uncomfortable!

Before he went back, Mo Xuan had already begun to worry about the diet after he went back.

After eating, Su Zhenbang put on his sleeves, put on a long blue coat, and was fully armed to boil sugar.

A few people who had never seen boiling maltose watched the old man busy and indirectly asked some questions, and Su Zhenbang would answer them patiently.

Unconsciously, it was already afternoon, looking at the brown translucent syrup filled in the basin, several people happily picked up a little with chopsticks and put it in their mouths.

It was sweet and sticky, and even a few of the big whites smelled the sweet fragrance and ran over to eat it.

A few couldn't get rid of it, and they tried everything to eat maltose, so Qingli had to fill each bowl's bowl with some and let them take the bowl to the living room and lick it slowly.

The next highlight is to make Qima crisp, which is very similar to Shaqima, Shaqima is softer, Qima is very hard, and people with bad teeth are not suitable for eating.

"Xiao Yu Xiaoxuan, you go and remove that door panel." After testing the temperature of the syrup with his hands, Su Zhenbang felt that it was almost enough, and instructed Mo Yu and the two to remove the door panel.

Then he took twenty eggs out from under the cupboard.

At this time, Mo Yu and the two walked over with the door panel and asked, "Is it on the table?" ”

"Yes, put it on the table, Lili go get water to clean the door panel, and wait to knead the dough." Cracking the eggs in the basin, Su Zhenbang said without raising his head.

"Got it." Carrying a bucket of hot water, Qingli picked up a rag and began to clean the door panel.

After the door panel was cleaned, Su Zhenbang's preparations had been made, and he rolled up his sleeves, his wrinkled face was full of excitement.

Excitedly, he said to a few people, "Let me show you my craftsmanship today, you must know that the Qima cake I make is a must." ”

"Then we'll wait." Mo Wenzhi, who had been sitting on the chair and laughing at everyone's busy work, said.

"Look!" Picking up the basin with flour, Su Zhenbang looked at it and found that he was almost awake, so he pulled out a ball and began to knead it.

After kneading, it is divided into small balls, Qingli picks up a small ball and starts to roll it into long strips and puts it aside.

Mo Xuan poked his finger curiously and asked, "What is this strip for?" ”

"Wait and fry it, don't poke it, eat it in your mouth, it's dirty!" Qingli stretched out her hand and slapped Mo Xuan, who covered the back of her red hand and pursed her mouth aggrievedly.

As for it. Isn't he just curious to ask, with such a fierce use, a tigress is a tigress.

"Do you want me to heat up the pan?" I saw that Qingli's hair was falling apart. Mo Yu walked over and teased her behind her ear and asked.

"Yes, the oil pan should not be too hot, six or seven points will look almost the same." gave Mo Yu a smile, Qingli admonished.

"Got it." Pinching her nose, Mo Yu walked to the kitchen and took out the salad oil, turned on the hot pot and poured the oil.

"Grandpa. Do you want to add some raisins to it? Thinking of Shaqima, Qingli felt that she could add some raisins and roses or something, it should taste good.

"Can you add raisins? I don't know. At that time, we couldn't afford to eat flour and maltose, something as simple as that.

Especially during the Chinese New Year, I saw other people's families doing this. Greedy. Come back and clamoring for food.

Your grandfather was ruthless and made Qima crisp for our brothers with the little flour left over from the house, but there was no food in the house in the spring.

Eat wild vegetables every day to fill my stomach, and then your grandfather saw that our brothers were hungry and yellow-skinned, ran into the forest, and met a bear blind, gone.

Your grandmother was already in poor health, and the urgency was even more serious. It didn't take long to drag it on, leaving a few of us brothers. Let's go.

There are a few of us brothers left, I was the youngest at the time, only 6 or 7 years old, and your grandfather is 17 years old, so he takes on the responsibility of taking care of us.

I finally pulled our brothers stumbling and pulling, and they were all about to talk about their daughter-in-law, but they were notified from above that they were going to dig a river in E City, and they were stoned to death.

Now that I think about it, those days were so bitter!

We're also sorry for your grandfather, he didn't even stay behind and left. ”

Seeing the muddy tears left in his grandfather's eyes, Qingli couldn't wait to slap himself to death, what raisins to add in a good way, if you don't mention raisins, grandpa won't remember the past, really

Seeing that Su Zhenbang was sad, Mo Wenzhi glanced at the silent children and said, "Old Su, it's all over, don't let the children be sad." ”

"Yes, grandpa, don't worry, I will be filial to you, whether it is flying in the sky or swimming in the sea, as long as you want to eat, I will get it for you.

If you don't add raisins, you won't be happy, and you won't be happy if you know it.

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, I will make a lot of delicious food for my grandfather, okay? ”

Seeing that Grandpa Mo spoke, Qingli also hurriedly persuaded.

"Lili, the oil is hot, have you done it?" At this time, Mo Yu's voice came from the kitchen.

Su Zhenbang wiped away the tears in his eyes, and smiled and nodded Qingli's forehead, "I don't want anything to fly in the sky in the sea, it's good now, you can add it if you want to, and add sesame seeds, fragrant." ”

"Okay, Lele, go get the fried black sesame seeds." Seeing that his grandfather's mood had recovered, Qingli happily instructed Lele to get sesame seeds.

Pick up the long strip and run to the kitchen.

After frying, it was loaded out to control the oil, and the grandfather had already diluted the maltose, took out a template, and put the long strip that controlled the oil into it.

Sprinkle with black sesame seeds, raisins and rose pieces, pour the diluted maltose into it, and then wait for it to solidify, pour it out, take a knife and cut it into pieces, and you can eat.

"Sister, okay? I want to eat it! In the living room, I ran to look at the Qima crisp waiting to solidify from time to time, and my gluttonous saliva was about to flow out.

Qingli looked at the time and found that it had been almost an hour, so it should be about the same!

"I'll take a look!" When I came to the kitchen, I looked at the solidified Qima crisp that was maroon as a whole, Qingli stretched out her fingers and rubbed it, it was not sticky and it was very hard, okay.

Picking up a kitchen knife, Qingli cut the whole piece of Qima crisp into small pieces and put it on a plate, and put the rest in a jar, and put the fried fried rice in the jar to prevent moisture.

In this way, the Kima Cake will not soften down.

After making it, he picked up the plate and walked to the living room, "You can eat it, come and try it." ”

"Oh, it's ready to eat."

"Let's try it too."

"The color is pretty beautiful!"

"That's, and don't look at who did it."

For a while, the living room was full of laughter and giggling sounds, looking at the few people talking while eating, Qingli had a happy smile on her face, picked up a piece of Qima crisp and ate it slowly. (To be continued......)