Mu Xiu was lying in the warm quilt, and when he heard that it was snowing, he immediately woke up, began to dress, got off the kang, put on cotton shoes, and couldn't wait to open the door and walk out.

There was a cold wind, and then a large snow-white came into view, and it was still the same courtyard, but it became as if it was unrecognizable.

"Wow, it's snowing, it's beautiful." Mu Xiu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Second aunt, come here, let's play in the snow together." Li Pandi shouted at Mu Xiu with his hands dancing.

Mu Xiu went straight to the past, and the two began to play with great interest.

"Xiu, you look at Brother Pan, my mother and I are rolling dumpling wrappers and making dumplings at this time." After Mu Xiaoshu finished explaining, he went into the kitchen.

The first snow of the year, on the day of the new year, has been flying in the sky, the whole Yingwu Village is shrouded in the joyful laughter of children.

Zhou Shuilian and Mu Xiaoshu were in the kitchen, kneading dough, rolling dumpling skins, adjusting dumpling fillings, the two of them were fast, and they wrapped it in more than an hour, making two flavors, one is pork and radish filling, and the other is leek egg filling, about 300 dumplings.

"Fortunately, we have a greenhouse, otherwise we wouldn't be able to eat this fresh leek." Mu Xiaoshu sighed.

"Yes, your dad likes to eat leek stuffing the most, and he will definitely eat several bowls today." Zhou Shuilian put the dumplings on the curtain cover, put them on the shelf next to them, and put them in four layers.

"It's snowing so hard, my dad has to go to the field again to see what to see." Mu Xiaoshu glanced at the gate, and there was no other movement in the courtyard except for the voices from Li Pandi and Mu Xiu.

"Ruixue Zhaofeng year, this crop is the life of our rural people, look at it."

"Open the door, open the door." The sound of wood and water came from the gate.

Mu Xiaoshu walked over quickly, opened the door, and saw that Mu Shui and Chen Xuhui's clothes were already snow-white, and ice beads had condensed on their eyebrows and eyelashes, and the hair in front of them had also been wet.

"Dad, Xuhui, you go into the house and dry your hair, and then change your wet clothes."

Mu Shui and Chen Xuhui nodded, and they both returned to their rooms.

Chen Xuhui stepped into the house, only to feel a hot air rushing to his face, so that he had a moment of trance, this time last year, he was still nesting in the dilapidated house that leaked wind, rain and snow, the weather was cold and he could only wrap all his clothes on his body, and then burrow into the thick straw pile, that was really a life with his fingers, and he was hungry and cold every day.

At this time, the north was whistling outside, and the snow was like feathers, but when he came back, the house was warm, and there were ready-made meals, he no longer had to worry about whether it would freeze in winter, and what else could he eat for the next meal, not only that, but his cold heart was gradually warmed.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuhui looked at the yard through the window, and saw that the person in his heart was like a child, squatting there playing in the snow, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Seeing that everyone was back, Zhou Shuilian stewed a big pot of vegetables with pork, vermicelli, eggplant and mushroom fungus, and put a big pot of dumplings, and asked Mu Shui to call Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen behind him, and sat in the hall first.

About half an hour later, Zhou Shuilian stood at the door of the kitchen and shouted, "The dumplings are ready." ”

Mu Xiu didn't eat in the morning, it was already eleven o'clock at this time, when he heard that there was something to eat, he quickly stood up, ran into the kitchen, scooped some hot water, washed his hands, and saw that there were plates of dumplings on the stove, white and fat, and the whole room was fragrant.

"It's so fragrant, have I tasted it?" Mu Xiu picked up the chopsticks, picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You girl." Zhou Shuilian nodded Mu Xiu's head funny, and ate it, and said that it was ripe or not.

"It's delicious, mother, you put two plates out, pour some vinegar, and I'll bring some dumplings to Widow Chen." Mu Xiu ate one, it tasted really good, and the gluttonous worms in her stomach were all hooked, but she thought of another person at this time.

"Look at my memory, how can I forget this, you come to pack dumplings, decorate more, I'll pack up two cotton clothes and send them to others together!" After Zhou Shuilian finished speaking, she hurriedly wiped her hand on her apron and walked out of the kitchen quickly.

Mu Xiu estimated that he put a plate of leek eggs, a plate of pork and radish, and finally a bowl of stews and balsamic vinegar, and then closed the food box.

As soon as Mu Xiu finished all this, Zhou Shuilian came in with a package, she handed the package to Mu Xiu and said: "Since I wore the down jacket you got back, the old padded jacket before me felt heavy no matter how I wore it, and the people who wrapped it felt inflexible in doing things, so take it for Widow Chen to wear, it snowed today, and it will definitely be colder at night." ”

"I also think that the padded jacket is clumsy and heavy, how old is the child of Widow Chen's family? Send me my padded jacket too! Mu Xiu said.

"Your padded jacket is all newly made, if you don't wear it, you will leave it for Brother Pan to wear."

"Brother Pan is only a few years old! When she grows up, she can't look down on this padded jacket, I said Mother, why are you generous for a while and stingy for a while......" Mu Xiu said a little helplessly, Zhou Shuilian's temperament, that is really tangled and hesitant.

"Okay, okay, your clothes are up to you."

Mu Xiu finally went to Widow Chen's house alone with a food box and a padded jacket.

"Mother! What a hearty meal today! Chen Xiaolian looked at Widow Chen putting dumplings into the boiling water in the pot, and her face showed an excited expression, this is white noodles! You can't eat a few times a year!

"Xiaolian, today is a small year, my mother will also improve your life, our family also has its own land, wait for the next year! If you farm well, you will definitely be able to eat white noodles all at once! Widow Chen looked at Chen Xiaolian's yellow-skinned and thin face, and said distressedly.

"Mother, then let's eat together!" Chen Xiaolian looked at the dumplings that were rolling in the pot and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

Just as the two of them were waiting for the dumplings to come out of the pot, Chen Xiaolian suddenly pricked up her ears.

"Mother, is there someone knocking on the door outside?"

"Who will come to our house on this snowy day, you heard it wrong." As she spoke, Widow Chen leaned back into the pot, it was warmer and she was almost frozen all over her body.

It's just that Widow Chen just finished speaking, but the knock on the door became louder.

"Who will come to our house on this day? Xiaolian, you look at the pot, I'll take a look. After Widow Chen finished speaking, she opened the broken wooden door of the kitchen, and a gust of cold wind carried snowflakes to Widow Chen's neck.