After nightfall, the old couple slept in bed. Today's dinner was really unsatisfactory. So I can't fall asleep tossing and turning in bed. Grandma Lin knew him, so she asked, "What's going on today?" I've been unhappy since you came back. ”

Grandpa Lin sighed: "Alas, don't talk about it, I don't like to eat a meal today." Lao Lu obviously has seven children, but as a result, he didn't enjoy any grandchildren. He called us today to be a witness for him. "Grandpa Lin told everything one by one, and Grandma Lin didn't feel good when she heard it. Everyone talks about raising children to prevent old age, but now that there are more sons, there is no one to raise them.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." Grandma Lin also sighed. "Forget it, go to bed early, it's someone else's business in the end."

"Got it, go to sleep."

The next day, the old couple got up early, one with the filling, the other with firewood, and went to the place where the steamed buns were steamed. By the time Lin Shuang woke up, it was already past eight o'clock, and after packing himself up, he ran to the place where he steamed steamed buns on an empty stomach. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the yard, I already smelled the fragrance of steamed buns. Lin Shuang felt hungry.

After calling the grandparents and aunts, Lin Shuang rubbed to Grandma Lin's side. The women in a room are all gathered together, each with a division of labor, some cutting small agents, some making steamed buns, and some responsible for carrying them. When Grandma Lin saw Lin Shuang coming, she said, "Are you hungry?" Just out of the cage a pot of sweet steamed buns, you go get two to eat. ”

Lin Shuang nodded, and went to the sweet steamed bun. The sweet steamed buns that have just come out of the cage have been blown by the cold wind, and although the skin is already a little cold, the filling is still hot. Lin Shuang ate two sweet steamed buns without any trouble. The ingredients for the steamed steamed buns are relatively realistic, so the two sweet steamed buns are in the stomach, and Lin Shuang is basically full. After eating, Lin Shuang continued to go over to find Grandma Lin.

"You watch it every year, haven't you seen enough?" Grandma Lin laughed at her. This eldest granddaughter of her own family has liked to eat sweet steamed buns made by herself since she was a child. When I heard that I was going to steam steamed buns at home, I must have been the first to run over. In the past, food was expensive, and how many steamed buns a family steamed were calculated. In recent years, it has been a little looser, but in recent years, Lin Shuang has been busy preparing for the college entrance examination. So I never had a chance to try it.

"Grandma, you can teach me how to make steamed buns." Lin Shuang shook his hand that had just been washed.

"It's simple, you don't need your grandmother to teach. You'll know it once I wrap it. The lady next to her smiled and handed Lin Shuang a small dose. Then Lin Shuang saw her rub her hands quickly a few times, rubbed the small agent into a circle, and then put the round agent on the board and pressed it, pressed it into a round sheet, and then held the thin slice in her hand. The edges were thinned out by a single point. Then I picked up the chopsticks and dug out a large piece of filling from the filling basin and put it on the dough sheet, and then I saw her gently and skillfully a few times, and the round dough sheet wrapped up the filling and became a very beautiful big steamed bun.

Lin Shuang looked dizzy, and he also followed the gesture in his hand, but he couldn't keep up with Niangniang's speed. Seeing Lin Shuang's confused appearance, the ladies gathered around laughed. Grandma Lin smiled and squinted, and found a small piece of dough for Lin Shuang: "You try it first." Let's see if you can wrap it yourself. Lin Shuang took the soft dough and put it on the sticky hands. Grandma Lin patted some flour on her hands: "You have to get less flour on your hands, so as not to stick your hands." ”

This morning, Lin Shuang was fighting against this little flour, but unfortunately he didn't come up with a bright hall until noon. It seems that making steamed buns is also a good technique. Not everyone can get started right away. So, Lin Shuang, who had no skills, asked Grandma Lin to send him to Qin Dou. In the past few years, the relationship between the Lin family and the Qin family, whether it is the older generation or the younger generation, has gotten along well.

"Grandpa Qin, I'm here!" The person was still outside the door, and Lin Shuang's voice had already entered the house.

Grandpa Qin was sitting in the shelter in front of the house listening to the radio. When he saw Lin Shuang coming, he greeted him with a smile. "Doudou, both are here. You come out with a small snack. Then he said, "Shuangshuang, have you eaten?" ”

"I've eaten it. I didn't eat today, so I went to steam steamed buns with my grandmother. I was full of steamed buns there. By the way, my grandmother asked me to come over and ask, do you want to steam some steamed buns? Qin Dou came out of the room with a food box and placed it on a small square stool. There are sugar, peanuts, and melon seeds in the food box. Standard Chinese New Year amenities.

"I don't care about this. I'm going to ask you Grandma Qin. Grandpa Qin pointed in the direction of the house and asked Lin Shuang to ask himself. Lin Shuang picked up a white rabbit toffee for himself and stuffed it in his mouth. Then he ran into the house to find Grandma Qin. When Grandma Qin heard Lin Shuang's words, she was very moved. But I'm a little embarrassed that I'm worried that I won't know anything, and I'll be in trouble with others.

"Shuangshuang, you take grandma to see it first." Grandma Qin decided to go and see it first, and then decide how to steam. So, when I left, it was one person, and when I returned, it became three people. The result of going was that Grandma Qin decided to steam some steamed buns at home. Can't you learn a craft? What attracted Grandma Lin even more was the scene of making steamed buns. You can get to know a lot of people.

Two clumsy young men were driven out of the steamed bun farm. Qin Doule was happy: "Do we still want to go back to the stall a year ago?" "In the past, I sold bacon during the Chinese New Year, and sold Spring Festival couplets, door gods, and blessings. Although I didn't prepare in advance this year, I can still go to batch some Spring Festival couplets and come back to sell them. Qin Dou felt that he was making money and was obsessed.

"Okay, there were a lot of fairs a year ago, we can go to this and go to that. It's no problem to make another one a year ago. So the two money fans discussed going to the market first, exploring the market, so as to decide what kind of goods to buy this year. Coincidentally, I heard the ladies say that there will be a market in the town tomorrow in the steamed bun place, so the two made an appointment to go shopping together.

In the past year, there were big bazaars, and there were all kinds of things sold. Qin Dou rode a bicycle with a 28-bar bar from home and carried Lin Shuang all the way.

"I said, classmate Lin Shuang, how heavy are you now. I don't think I have more or more strength in my feet. You must be too heavy. Burdened me! Qin Dou pedaled the bicycle and panted. Lin Shuang sat in the back seat and smiled very happily.

"Don't talk about my weight, I'm obviously a foot five*, how can I weigh anywhere. Speaking of which, you're still too weak to take a girl on a bicycle. A weak scholar! ”