Grandma Luo didn't expect that she had already made up a bunch of brains, and directly handed her the basket with dumpling leaves and glutinous rice in her hand.

"I want to ask you to help me wrap the zongzi, I'm very clumsy, I can't learn anything, but I just want to eat the zongzi."

She made fun of herself as she spoke, her face was helpless and ashamed, and she was a little weak.

Actually, it's the old man who loves zongzi more!

She wanted to send it to him!

"Wrapping zongzi? That's it! Yun, who was taken aback, suddenly cried and laughed, took the basket, and affirmed: "Don't worry, auntie, I will definitely give you a bag!" ”

"Then my old woman will thank you!" Grandma Luo squinted, and then took out a bag of salted duck eggs from under the basket.

"This is my pickled duck egg, you take it."

Grandma Luo never takes advantage of others, so if she asks someone for help, she naturally wants to give some benefits.

How could Yun Shi not understand, she hurriedly pushed: "Auntie, I just wrap some zongzi for you, how can I ask you for such a valuable thing." ”

It's a duck egg!

One can be sold for three cents!

This bag is worth a few bucks!

Even if she wraps a hundred zongzi for her, it's not worth so much!

So Yun repeated again: "This is really too valuable! ”

"What's valuable, these duck eggs are not bought with money, they are all laid by the ducks I raised." Grandma Luo couldn't help but say, and directly stuffed the duck eggs to her.

Xu was afraid that she would refuse again, so she simply got up from the stool, lifted the basket and walked out: "Dayuan's family, you wrap it slowly, I'll come back to get the zongzi later." ”

As he spoke, he hurried away again.

In place, looking at the back, Ning Zhi and Yun couldn't help but show expressions of crying and laughing.

"Mother, this is also Grandma Luo's heart, let's take it." Ning Zhi looked at the Yun family, who didn't know what to do with the duck eggs, and suddenly spoke.

"Then keep it." Yun nodded, but he didn't want to take advantage, so he added: "I'll steam some Dragon Boat Festival jujube cakes and give them to Grandma Luo in the evening." ”

The Dragon Boat Festival jujube cake is steamed with red date flour and brown sugar, which is about the same price as duck eggs.

After finishing speaking, she continued to wrap the zongzi in her hand.

In the middle of the afternoon, Yun wrapped the zongzi of his own house and Grandma Luo's house.

There are more than 30 zongzi in Grandma Luo's share, which is more than twice as many as the zongzi wrapped by Ning Zhi's family of four.

"Why does this Grandma Luo make so many zongzi?" Yun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Ning Zhi didn't know, so he only guessed: "Maybe I like to eat it very much." ”

"That's pretty much it." Yun also thinks so.

When Grandma Luo took the zongzi away, she didn't forget to thank the Yun family again and again.

After she left, Yun began to cook zongzi, along with duck eggs and eggs.

Yun kept stuffing wood into the bottom of the pot, controlling the size of the fire, and the glow of the fire reflected the dimly lit kitchen, and from time to time there was a light thud of sparks.

The water in the pot is boiling bubbles, and the dumpling leaves are steamed, the color is darker, and the water is also dyed with a faint layer of cyan.

With the passage of time, the fragrance of zongzi finally wafted out, the crispness of zongzi leaves, the strong aroma of glutinous rice, the sweetness of red beans and dates, and the hooking of meat dumplings, these flavors are fused together to form an appetizing taste.