She bought a lot of flour and so much meat, so she used more flour at most to eat dumplings.

Aunt Jiang smiled and said, "I think dumplings are better, and big meat buns are okay, it depends on what everyone wants to eat." ”

The aunt who helped on the side smiled: "I think the dumplings are better, you can drink hot soup, the weather is so cold if there is a mouthful of hot soup to drink, tomorrow let everyone bring their own dishes and chopsticks, it is rare that the village is so lively, I will make five eggs, tomorrow into egg flowers to live in the soup." ”

Another aunt said, "You have taken five eggs, and I will also produce five eggs." ”

The aunt who kneaded the dough over there hadn't added leavened noodles yet, and said with a smile in her throat: "Have you discussed it?" After discussing it, I decided whether to add leaven or not. ”

Su Banxia heard a few aunts say that they were willing to boil eggs in the pot, and hit it off: "Then cook dumplings, don't knead the noodles first, you can still wrap buns tomorrow after kneading, if there is too much meat filling, it will be used to wrap buns tomorrow, and if the meat filling is not enough, use the dough to steam steamed buns." ”

Ginger was available in this era, and I bought a lot of ginger at the market, chopped it into the meat filling together, and reconciled the good taste, and the aunts all went back.

The meat stuffing is put in Aunt Osmanthus's house, early the next day, there are women in the village to help, since it is to eat dumplings, then there is a lot more effort, look at the women who came with dustpans and rolling pins, Su Banxia likes this feeling.

A man came to the entrance of the village to dig a floor stove, moved a large pot that can only be used in red and white matters, and began to heat the pot and boil water.

There are many women who make dumplings, and almost all the women in the village have nothing to do.

Of course, none of this excitement has anything to do with Mrs. Cui's family.

Mrs. Cui and Zhu Chunlian are the two who like to go out to join in the fun on weekdays, and they don't want to go out today, even in the courtyard, they can hear the excitement of the village, which is even more lively than usual in the New Year.

Zhu Chunlian's eyes showed a hint of envy and said: "I heard that the people in the village eat dumplings today, or the silver money from the little hooves, bought ten catties of meat back, and bought dozens of catties of flour, most of the people in the village went to help, the kiln factory and the private school started today, the children in the village went to the private school, the men went to the village kiln factory, and the women went to make dumplings." ”

And these things have nothing to do with her, she likes to be lively the most on weekdays.

Mrs. Cui was also jealous and said: "That cheap hoof spends money like this, and she will have a hard life in the future, but it's a pity that the private school orders not to accept Xiaoshi and Xiaohe." ”

Speaking of this, she was angry, in her heart, Su Xiaoshi and Su Xiaohe were the smartest, even if they went to private school, they should be the kind of characters who hold the moon with stars.

As a result, she went to the private school early this morning and talked to Jiang Zitao about it, and it was fine at first, but when Jiang Zitao heard that she was the old lady Cui, she immediately changed her face, and euphemistically said that the private school did not accept Su Xiaoshi and Su Xiaohe.

Less than an hour after coming to the village, Su Sheng told Jiang Zitao about Mrs. Cui and Zhu Chunlian, and he was angry after hearing how Mrs. Cui had treated Su Banxia before.

He has always been good-tempered, and he couldn't help but scold twice, and he didn't care if he was so sven or not.

After asking a few other villagers, the villagers' statement was almost the same as what Su Sheng said, and he completely believed that this old lady Cui was not a good thing.

The private school is Su Banxia's private school, and since Su Banxia has opened his mouth, he will not have any intersection with Mrs. Cui's family, and he will not disobey it.

When Mrs. Cui came back from the private school, she was so angry that she broke two broken bowls.

Zhu Chunlian was very jealous, bit her lip and said: "That little hoof spends money like this, I guess it is more than seventy or eighty taels of silver, yesterday I secretly went to Jiang Dayong, Jiang Dayong said that I took advantage of him, and I didn't have a good face for me, Li Guizhi also scolded me vigorously, mother, I see that Yuan Sulan lives very well in Su Banxia's house, do you say that Yuan Sulan will cheat Su Banxia's silver, if you really want to cheat it, it will not be good for us, now we can't beat Su Banxia, it's really aggrieved." ”

Old Mrs. Cui gritted her teeth viciously, her face full of displeasure: "Don't worry about Su Banxia for the time being, we will make plans again if the kiln factory loses money, I think about making more money recently, you see how beautiful people are when they make money, we can't live worse than the people in the village." ”

On the side of the private school, Liang Zitao arranged all the people, the slightly shorter ones sat in the front, the taller they went back, and dozens of people sat in the room, a little crowded.

After Su Banxia came back yesterday, he found a free time and asked Xie Sanqi to find a smooth large wooden board, let him paint the black paint on the wooden board, and let Xie Sanqi hang it on the wall in the center.

I looked at the chalk that was opened, and the first time I did it, I still didn't grasp the proportions, the chalk was very brittle, and I could only barely pinch the writing.

I dried the chalk a little and sent it to the school.

The kiln factory didn't need her to see it at all, after all, she couldn't help if she went, and Xie Hua was very relieved that she was there.

Jiang Zitao stood in the center and introduced: "In the future, you can call me Mr. Jiang or Master Jiang." ”

After he finished speaking, he looked back at the blackboard on the wall uncomfortably, this black wooden board Xie Sanqi told him that it was used to teach everyone to read.

But I still don't know how to use it.

Su Banxia squeezed from the side to the front, gave Jiang Zitao a dozen pieces of chalk, and wrote a Su character on the blackboard.

Jiang Zitao immediately understood what this blackboard and this white thing were used for.

I was amazed for a while, in the past, when he was studying, his husband wrote the words on paper and hung them on the wall to teach them.

Su Banxia said in a low voice: "This is called chalk, Mr. can write on this blackboard in the future, and it is full of words that you want to write new, you can use this cloth to wipe it off." ”

Jiang Zitao found it even more interesting, the blackboard was painted last night, and it was dried a little, and it was barely usable today, which was made in a hurry, and the remaining black paint had already made Xie Sanqi find a time to make a new piece.

Jiang Zitao held the pen and wrote two more words on the blackboard, Su Banxia......

"You are all familiar with Su Banxia, today. You can sit here and read and write, it is all with the help of Su Banxia, so today we will learn these three words, many of the children present are surnamed Su, and this word is Su. ”

Jiang Zitao taught very seriously, and the children below listened very seriously, and the most serious ones were Xie Sanqi who sat at the back.

Su Banxia was also relieved to see that everyone was very serious, and left the school and went to the next room.

Jiang Yunting was holding a book and was looking at it carefully, and when he saw Su Banxia coming in, he quickly put down the book and said, "Aunt Banxia, you are here." ”