Up to Mrs. Li's kind of old lady.

Down to Xiaobao's children.

If it goes on like this, when I grow up, I am afraid that it will affect the hearts of countless little girls.

Thinking of this, Li Jinfeng was looking forward to what the little fat group would look like when she grew up.

"After a while, the weather will be warm, I'll take it out for you to play with!" Li Jinfeng said.

"Good...... Good! Xiaobao nodded heavily.

"It seems like it's almost time, let's go make dumplings!"

Li Jinfeng didn't go back to eat lunch, she had already told Zhang Xiulan about it.

Zhang Xiulan's lunch, as long as Li Dahu or Li Dahe is heated on the pot, although half of yesterday's crucian carp soup was drunk, the fish basically didn't move.

One meal this morning, one meal at noon, and when she goes back in the evening, she will stew soybean pig's trotters for her mother.

Li Jinfeng, a dumpling maker, is a veteran, but she didn't expect that Grandma Zhang's skills are also good.

After a stroke or two, a good-looking ingots dumpling came out and was placed in a dustpan lined with oiled paper, which was beautiful.

Li Jinfeng simply cooperated with the old lady in the division of labor, she rolled out Peel, and the old lady made dumplings.

Xiaobao watched from the side in amazement.

The life of the Zhang family is hard, Xiaobao has grown so big, and the dumplings he eats are counted with one hand.

From the time he was sensible, the family ate coarse grains.

In the beginning, there were dried sweet potatoes, cornmeal, potatoes, etc.

Later, it was more sorghum rice, wheat bran, coarse bread and so on.

If you eat it in your stomach, you have to rely on hard stuffing.

Therefore, watching people make dumplings is also a rare life experience for him.

Li Jinfeng and Grandma Zhang made dumplings for 40 minutes, and after wrapping all the dumplings, Grandma Zhang put the dumplings in the kitchen by the window.

It's cold, and after an hour or two, the dumplings will freeze.

When you want to eat, take it out and cook it in a pot.

Dumplings for lunch, Li Jinfeng cooked them herself, and usually she allocated five or six dumplings for one person, five for women, and six for men.

But this time, she was 'generous' once and cooked eight for Xiaobao, and Grandma Zhang, including herself, was the same amount.

On a cold day, eat dumplings, drink dumpling soup, and enjoy more days.

Especially when there is a brazier around.

After lunch, they didn't want to move, so everyone continued to chat.

Li Jinfeng suddenly asked: "Xiaobao, how did you learn words with Grandma Zhang?" ”

Years ago, Li Jinfeng wanted to send Xiaobao to the commune primary school.

Originally, children who were supposed to go to school at the age of seven or eight would be too late if they didn't go.

The main reason is that it's still early, everything hasn't happened yet, she has to at least let Xiaobao read first, and when the school is closed, even if there is no class during that time, Xiaobao can be promoted to three grades in a row.

"I ......"

Xiaobao is very good at learning words, and can learn a lot of words almost a day.

Now he even feels that his grandmother is struggling to teach him.

Sister Jin Feng has been absent for a long time.

Zhang Xiaobao didn't know who else to learn calligraphy.

"Is there anything you can't say to me?" Li Jinfeng asked.

Zhang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Sister Jinfeng, can you find me another teacher?" I think...... I want to learn more! ”

Zhang Xiaobao didn't think about going to school, because he still had a grandmother at home, and he had to eat himself, so he had to earn work points and exchange food.