Qin Fuyu later joined the transportation team and became the oily accountant, which was a matter of honoring the ancestors, and their family was now worried that Luo Zheng would come to get wet.

Why?

Qin Fuyu got married and built a house, but the Qin family contributed money and efforts, and it had nothing to do with Luo Zheng, so why did he get rid of it?

Shen Ning let out a "hehe", and her eyes almost rolled out of the sky.

As soon as Qin's second sister-in-law left, Xiang Hong immediately came over and asked in a whisper: "Da'an, I heard that Qin Fuyu is going to enter the county transportation team as an accountant, is there really such a thing?" ”

Now that Liu Hongxia is talking about this everywhere, she is so proud, her tail is about to rise to the sky, and naturally, the whole team also knows about it.

Shen Ning pulled her lips lightly, "I don't care about this matter, I don't know." ”

Su Zhuzhu: "That's a fat difference, your mother-in-law can say everywhere that Qin Fuyu and her daughter-in-law's maiden cousin are working in the transportation team and eating public meals, I heard that she intends to pull Qin Fuyu." ”

Shen Ning smiled slightly: "I don't know much about this, you should know that my family has no relationship with the Qin family." ”

She doesn't have that time to worry about other people's affairs, and she can't live her own little life!

Shen Ning plucked the calamus, went to get some fresh mugwort leaves, said goodbye to Xiang Hong and Su Zhuzhu, took her daughter, called Da'an and went home.

Xiang Hong and Su Pearl also hurriedly packed up and went home to make zongzi.

Shen Ning stepped on a stool to hang the picked calamus wormwood on the door, and nailed nails to the wall, as long as the calamus wormwood was tied with a straw rope, she could hang it, and the two children handed her something.

Da An raised his head and asked, "Mother, why hasn't my father come back yet?" ”

"He's going to get down to business, and he might have to delay a little time."

"It's a holiday tomorrow, will Dad come back?"

"Perhaps!"

Shen Ning led the two children into the house, "Let's go, make zongzi with my mother." ”

"Aren't we going to my aunt's house?"

"Let's wrap it ourselves, and then send some zongzi to your aunt to taste."

In previous years, there were no festivals at home, and it was Luo Aixian who shouted Shen Ning to go to her house to make zongzi, so the family was very deserted every year, and there was no festival.

Shen Ning wants to give the child a lively festival, and when the child's father comes back, he can also have a festive atmosphere, so he thinks that he will have to do the festival by himself every year in the future, so that the child can also participate in it and have a home atmosphere.

Da'an and Xiaoru were very happy.

The zongzi leaves at home are picked from the low leaves on the high mountains, and the zongzi wrapped out are much more fragrant than the bamboo leaves on the branches, and the cooked zongzi are softer and glutinous, and every household in the brigade uses the zongzi leaves.

Shen Ning prepared four fillings: red bean paste filling, date filling, bacon pigeon egg filling, dried bamboo shoots and shrimp filling.

The pigeon eggs were collected by Da'an in the field, and she saved a few for the children to taste a different way of eating.

She boiled the pigeon eggs, and the children were greedy, so she peeled one and let each of them taste the taste, and Da'an licked his lips with his tongue after eating, and he was still unsatisfied, but neither child was entangled to eat another one.

Shen Ning cut four pieces of pigeon eggs and stuffed them into zongzi, which can wrap two zongzi.

In the past, the children in the family were still young, and they didn't know much about making zongzi, but now they are a year older and are interested in trying it.

Xiaoru learned from Shen Ning, took two washed dumpling leaves and rolled them into an awl-like funnel shape, but the movements were still clumsy, Da'an repeated several times and missed glutinous rice, and Shen Ning taught them carefully.

This bag of zongzi is not as good as making dumplings, it is a little difficult for children.

(End of chapter)