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"By the way, Li Feng, the tiger you are talking about, is there really one in the mountains now?" Zhao Jianguo has seen the tiger skin with his own eyes, and he has a faint expectation in his heart to see the king of the mountains and forests with his own eyes, although Li Feng said not long ago that someone in the village has seen tiger cubs. It's not that you haven't listened to what the second master said, how powerful the tiger is. "Lin Ying is not bold when she first came, thinking that wild animals are all good, for a protector like herself, wild animals are the cutest pets in her heart. These days, Lin Ying has come into contact with more and more wild animals, and Lin Ying has gradually understood that wild animals are full of wariness of humans.

"Let's talk about it." Li Feng has a plan in his heart, but he can't say this, his own space is, it's best not to let others know, the less people know about this matter, the better, Li Feng has a plan in his heart and wants to find an opportunity to go over and take a look. Of course, you can't tell anyone, otherwise Lin Ying won't say it, and her parents will definitely not let her.

"Uncle, Tongtong said that she wants to eat water chestnut, let's go to Hewanzi to pick it." Li Feng took out a dozen catties of small watermelon from the water tank in the small house in the courtyard, killed it, and beckoned Zhao Jianguo, Liu Lan, and Li Xin to eat the melon.

A few people were talking about the watermelon, and Meng Meng pulled Tongtong and ran out, didn't this girl let her eat the fruit. How did I think of the water chestnut coming out, Li Feng looked at Tongtong and looked at Mengmeng, this girl's eyes were "chaotic", hiding from herself, and her clothes looked like a thief. What Tongtong wants to pick water chestnuts, this girl, I thought, I actually pulled out Tongtong.

"No, I picked so much yesterday, and I haven't eaten it yet, you take some out for Tongtong to eat."

Xiaoqing glanced at this girl, I picked so much yesterday, this girl, her heart is getting more and more wild, it's nothing more than taking a boat and getting into the water, really. 1 The more Xiaoqing thinks about it, the more headache she gets, this child must be educated and educated at night.

"Yes, Mengmeng, it's so hot outside now, don't go, in a while, Uncle will make something for you to taste." Li Feng looked at the time, it was less than half past ten, calculating the time, his mother should be making noodles at this time. Today, Lin Bo's family moved, and on festive days, Chinese people are always willing to make some traditional food.

The tradition of the mountain people has been preserved rarely, no, Zhang Lan is making dumpling skins. Dumpling skin is not a simple job, and it doesn't taste good if you don't make dumplings, Li Feng's staple food here is mainly rice, but Li Feng's family eats more pasta, but when it comes to really talking about seven meals of rice and three noodles, this is already rare. These days, I feel that the rice and noodles are good, on the one hand, several old people are northerners, and on the other hand, Li Feng's family likes to eat some.

"It's nothing, Meng Meng, Bell, Tongtong, you come here." Li Feng took out a few small ones

bowls, poured some fillings, and made some for each person. "Taste it, how does it taste?" Li Feng still has some regrets in his heart, he tried the taste by himself, compared to when he was a child, he always felt that something was missing, is it a good time in his childhood, no, he still remembers the dumplings made by his grandfather, and it is the most fragrant dumpling he eats.

"Wow, it's delicious, it's delicious, uncle, what is this?" Tongtong dug a spoonful with a spoon, put it in his mouth, and exclaimed in surprise. And Meng Meng ate a mouth full of powder, and he didn't even have the time to speak, nodding his head, the bell was better, while eating, he gestured, and took out a plastic board and wrote "delicious" crookedly.

"Li Feng, what are you doing, it's so fragrant." 1 Xiaoqing watched her niece walk out with a small plate, greeted Li Feng with a smile, and looked at the big bowl in Li Feng's hand from time to time.

"It's nothing, let's try the taste." Li Feng was depressed in his heart, and his face was not obvious, he was a failure this time, but the taste was really fragrant, just right, everyone tasted it.

"Mengmeng, take out your little spoon." Li Feng knows that Mengmeng and Bell have bought a lot of sour powder these days, and there are small plastic spoons in the sour powder in the bag, and Mengmeng has collected a lot, washed them cleanly, and put them in their own small boxes, which will just take them out for everyone to use.

Meng pouted, reluctantly took out the small box from his pocket, counted the number of people, and pulled out six white spoons.

"Let's try it and see what the disadvantages are?"

"It's so fragrant, the sesame paste is not so fragrant, if you put some sugar, it would be fine." Li Xin tried it, one after another, with a hint of huā raw oil, lotus seed fragrance, chicken head rice and water chestnut powder, these are put together, it is really indescribable fragrance, but unfortunately I always feel that there is a lack of sweetness.

"Sugar? By the way, I know what's missing. Li Feng was overjoyed, regardless of putting down the bowl in his hand, and ran outside ().

"Mom, where is our corn flour?" Li Feng was a little anxious, Zhang Lan only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and before he could speak, his son had already rushed out.

"This kid, how old is he, and he's still so 'hairy' and 'hairy' irritable." Zhang Lan really accompanied the dumpling filling, shrimp meat and fish belly filling, with tofu and green onions, all kinds of seasonings, and her own pickled spring bamboo shoots, which can already be eaten these days, add a little to enhance the taste. This is Zhang Lan's old craft, but I haven't made it for many years, and the dumplings I usually eat are just tofu vermicelli and leek filling. Pork stuffed dumplings, Li Feng and Li Shan don't like to eat them, Zhang Lan has never made them from beginning to end.

"Hahaha, that's the smell." Li Feng laughed loudly, and came out from afar, looking at the big bowl in his hand, the light yellow stuffing, he was in a good mood, sweet, by the way, add some corn flour and glutinous rice flour, with some sugar, and stir-fry it to get medium-rare.

When the dumplings were placed at noon, the two sides of the pot were surrounded by little babies, Meng Meng, Tongtong, Bell, Lei Lei, looking at it, Li Feng gently tapped the child's brain.

"Okay, I'm alive." The dumplings are cooked and directly packed on a large plate, the dumpling filling is different, divided into two times, one sweet and one salty, with their respective tastes.

"Hehe, Brother Li, Brother brought some rice wine this time, let's try it." Every time Zhao Jianguo troubled Li Feng, he stayed at the house to eat several times, and he always felt that he couldn't go, this time he got some hometown rice wine and bought two boxes as gifts, three hundred miles fast, which is a good rice wine.

At this time, drinking rice wine and eating dumplings, it is quite interesting, as for the taste, men, the elderly mostly like shrimp meat and fish belly filling, eating refreshing, rich umami, as for children, girls like sweet dumplings, sweet mouth, powder taste, wrapped together, eat straight up.

A few men were eating, eating and drinking wine, talking about the bamboo house, at most talking about the tiger, this matter has caused a sensation in the village, Li Fukui is a step slower after all, the third aunt, shouted about this matter early, but the old man in the bamboo house not only did not panic, many people also jumped to try it.