Gu Jingyun said, "Of course not, how can the current coarse grain be compared with the past!" Don't you know, now the noodles of Wowotou must be sifted with a fine sieve, and the noodles should be sifted fine, and some flour should be added, which is the practice of Wowotou now. ”

Aunt Yunxiang doesn't know yet, but now the production method of Wowotou has long been improved.

The Chinese people's pursuit of food is endless.

Liu Yunxiang suddenly realized, "Wow! What kind of coarse grain is that, or fine grain? ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, "Okay, I'll leave when the things are delivered." I'm going to go back and figure out how to make a nest head, since that's what I'm doing now, then I'd better make it more delicate! To the taste of you young people. “

That night, Lin Shuhua made the cornmeal into a nest.

The cornmeal sent by Aunt Yunxiang was still very fine, and Gu Jianping sifted it again.

If you want to make the wowotou soft, Lin Shuhua has a trick, use warm water and noodles, and add some low-gluten flour and soybean noodles.

In order to taste better, she also added her goat's milk and lard, so that the steamed wowotou was very sweet and tender.

Lin Shuhua fried another rotten meat cowpea and ate it with Wowotou.

Dig a spoonful and put it in the wowotou, take a bite, the crispness of the cowpea, the crispy rotten meat and the sweet corn fragrance of the wowotou make people can't help but move their index fingers.

Even the renovation workers said that Lin Shuhua's cooking was delicious, especially with rotten meat cowpeas, the taste was more diverse.

They eat a lot of physical work, especially this kind of solid stuff.

Everyone ate very satisfied, and each person ate not only three large nests, but also rice and vegetables.

Time slipped into February, and the flavor of the New Year became more and more intense.

Recently, there have been more and more people in Changshui Village, and many students who are studying and working outside have come back one after another.

Gu Jingyun sometimes passes by the south end of the village, and she can still see a lot of her childhood playmates.

However, the older we get, the schools we study in and the cities where we work are different, and our feelings become weaker and weaker.

Now, it's just a matter of meeting and saying hello.

Every household in Changshui Village has intersected for generations, and many people have known each other since childhood.

At this time, everyone seems to have forgotten the unpleasantness of the year.

The women went to Qingyang Town in pairs to buy couplets and lanterns.

The children bought some artillery, and the crackling sound of crackling resounded over the village.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the entire house construction project of the Gu family and the Qingyang Mountain Observation Deck were officially completed.

Gu Jingyun was like being cut by a blunt knife, and paid the final payment of the project.

Sun Guangyao also rushed over from Haicheng to attend the completion ceremony.

Gu Jianping killed the big rooster that had only been raised for a whole year, and the chicken blood was sprinkled inside and outside the house, and the chicken feathers were stained with blood and sprinkled around the house.

After the rooster was cooked, it was placed in the courtyard outside the Gu family, and an incense burner was placed underneath, and three incense sticks and a pair of candles were inserted.

Lin Shuhua pulled Gu Jingyun to stand behind his father, watching her father put on incense and sprinkle white wine on the ground.

He muttered some words of worship to the gods and Buddhas, and asked for the blessings of the gods, Buddhas, and ancestors.

In the past, Gu Jingyun didn't believe this.

As a socialist successor, Gu Jingyun has believed in science since he was a child.