"Our Tianbao is sensible, other people's children are not only worried about eating but also thinking about playing, and our Tianbao is thinking about making money."

Mrs. Zhou smiled and beckoned to Zhou Tiantian and asked her little granddaughter to sit beside her. "Tianbao, you may not understand, what about this sugar gourd, it's not something we can sell if we want to.

The key is to boil sugar, what is the ratio of sugar and water, and what heat to boil, which is all exquisite, and a master who is not familiar with it can't do it. ”

"Good boy, my grandmother knows that you are anxious and wants our family to live well as soon as possible, but it is difficult for you to be such a small baby, and I think about it all day long."

Mrs. Zhou hugged Zhou Tiantian in her arms and kissed her granddaughter's face. "Good baby, you don't want to do anything, you just study and study in peace.

Earning money is an adult's business, no matter how our family lives, we can't afford your flowers.

You have all been admitted to college one by one, and it is more useful than how much money your family makes, and our family will count on you in the future. "The old lady has high hopes for the younger generations.

"Okay, grandma, don't worry, I will definitely be admitted to a good school in the future, win glory for our Zhou family, and make grandparents happy."

Zhou Tiantian thought about it, she didn't know how to make the sugar gourd, and she didn't know how much material to waste when she rushed to get it.

Besides, it's February, and seeing that the weather is getting warmer and warmer, even if you can't sell it if you research it, let's talk about it in winter.

"Milk, you eat one and taste it." Zhou Tiantian handed the sugar gourd in his hand to Mrs. Zhou's mouth and asked the old lady to eat one.

"Oh, I don't dare to eat it, people are old and have bad stomachs and teeth, I don't dare to eat this thing, I'm afraid I'll have a toothache and stomach will have pantothenic acid water."

Good boy, you eat, you have this heart, and the heart of the milk is sweeter than eating sugar. ”

A bunch of sugar gourds is seven or eight hawthorns, where is the old lady willing to eat, she eats one, and her granddaughter eats one less, so leave it to her granddaughter.

Mrs. Zhou refused to eat it, Zhou Tiantian gave a circle, and no one of the adults wanted it, and finally Zhou Tiantian gave one of the strings to Yongcheng Yongxin, and she ate a bunch with Zhou Yanyan.

The sour hawthorn is wrapped in crunchy sugar, and the bite is sweet and sour, and the sour is sweet, which is the taste of happiness.

A few children here eat sugar gourds, and Xu and Han Caiying have already taken off their coats and washed their hands, and followed their mother-in-law to knead dough and steam steamed buns.

The New Year's steamed buns are different from usual, and they will be steamed in some tricks.

Mrs. Zhou's parents came from the east of the country, and the old lady learned a good noodle job from her mother, ordinary jujube steamed buns, jujube mountains, these are not a problem at all, and what are more good at lotus rolls, chrysanthemum rolls, etc.

The soft dough kept changing in Mrs. Zhou's hands, and finally made a variety of beautiful flower steamed buns, not to mention how beautiful they were.

Zhou Tiantian, who had finished eating the sugar gourd, came over and watched her grandmother's unique work, she liked it so much that she had to pester the old lady to teach her.

Mrs. Zhou was very happy, so she taught Zhou Tiantian hand in hand, and the grandparents and grandchildren were very happy.

When the first few daughters-in-law saw this situation, they didn't say anything, and silently rubbed the steamed buns and inserted the jujubes.

Nothing else, they can make jujube steamed buns, so many noodles, hurry up and steam them out and don't delay cooking at night.

Mrs. Zhou led her granddaughter to steam steamed buns, steamed buns, and bean buns at home for several days, and on the 29th, she steamed four pots of steamed buns of various colors, and the New Year's food was basically prepared.

On the twelfth day of February, that is, the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast, Zhou Anguo found out the big red paper he bought at home and cut it, took out a large bucket pen, and began to write the Spring Festival.

Zhou Anguo is a teacher, and his calligraphy is very beautiful, and the Spring Festival couplets of the Zhou family are written by him.

The door, the door, and the barn door should be written, and the content should be different.

In addition to these, it is also necessary to write blessing characters, go out to see joy, and look up to see joy. A circle full of pigs and sheep should be written on the pig nest, a golden rooster should be written on the chicken nest, and a grain full warehouse should be posted on the granary, etc.

In recent years, it has not been as strict as before, and some old customs and rules have been restored, and it looks more flavorful of the New Year.

Zhou Anguo wrote the Spring Festival couplets, and Han Caiying and Wu Chunling used red paper to cut window flowers and hang money.

During the New Year, there must be a festive look, and red window flowers are pasted everywhere, symbolizing that the days are prosperous, and they are also festive and lively.

In the back room, he wrote Spring Festival couplets and cut window flowers, and in the kitchen, Xu scooped some soil and made rice.

The reason why it is called soil noodles is that the noodles are darker, and some people say that the soil noodles are mixed with soil and ash on the ground in the mill, anyway, they are not as good as white noodles, people can't eat them, and most of them buy a little back to beat the rice dumplings.

Nowadays, most of the people are mud walls, and they have to buy paper paste before the New Year, and they are reluctant to use white noodles to make rice dumplings, so everyone buys this soil noodles.

The couplets are ready, and the rice here is also played, so Zhou Yongping and his wife led their younger brothers and sisters to work together, the Spring Festival couplets should be pasted, and the window flowers should be pasted.

The children ran back and forth in the yard, and the laughter and laughter reflected the red of the yard, adding a bit of joy and excitement to the New Year.

After pasting the couplet, the lantern pole was erected, and the old lady used the red paper lantern to hang the lantern with her own hands, and the lantern was not filled with candles, but with light bulbs, which was safer.

The juniors are busy in the yard, and the Xu family is cooking in the kitchen.

According to the rules of the Zhou family, eat three meals on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, get up early and deal with a mouthful, three or four o'clock in the afternoon is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, eat dumplings.

Once a year, this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is naturally as rich as possible.

The Zhou family left a lot of meat after killing pigs before, and in the past few days, the old lady has led her granddaughters to burn everything that should be cooked, and the meat skin and everything have been boiled and frozen, so it saves a lot of trouble.

The concubines were in the kitchen frying and frying, and the aroma wafted out with the heat and drifted to the yard.

The children who were busy working in the yard sniffled, and their saliva couldn't help but flow down.

"Oh, what's so delicious here? It's so fragrant, it's too gluttonous, isn't it? ”

Yongxin Xiao, it was the time when he was hungry, and the worms in his stomach that were hooked by the aroma came out, and he opened the door quietly with wide eyes, wanting to see what delicious food had been made.

"While playing, don't make trouble here, this is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, keep some rules for me."

As soon as Wu Chunling saw her son probing his brain at the door, she knew that this kid must be hungry, so she waved a spatula with one hand and drove her son out with a disgusted face.

"Reiko, you see you're really, the child comes over to see when he's greedy, are you like this?" When the old lady Zhou saw it, she immediately felt sorry for her grandson.

So he hurriedly found a plate and grabbed a plate full of freshly fried meat, meatballs, dried fruits, etc., "Yongxin, call your brothers and sisters to come in and eat delicious food." ”