Chapter 67: Zhengyang Festival
town.
Qiao Guangfa went directly to Mingyue Restaurant, since there were crabs, the business in the restaurant has improved a lot.
Because he usually sends crabs to the store, he walks through the backyard door, and this time Qiao Guangfa is the same.
Lu Wei was not in the restaurant, and no one dared to fool Qiao Guangfa, a rabbit of four and a half catties, and gave one or two or seven dollars. After collecting the money, thinking that his daughter asked him to buy a few more big bones to make soup, Qiao Guangfa and the three went to the butcher shop on East Street.
"Dad, do you think that's the eldest aunt?" When he was still dozens of meters away from the meat stall, Dou'er suddenly pulled the hem of Qiao Guangfa's clothes and pointed to the meat stall in front of him.
Qiao Guangfa and Qiao Xu looked at the same time, the woman in the blue cardigan skirt in front of the butcher stall was not Sun, who was talking to the butcher shop owner at this time, and kept gesturing to the meat hanging on the shelf.
After the comparison, I saw that the butcher shopkeeper's knife was up and down, and he simply cut off a large piece of pork belly, wrapped it in oiled paper, and Sun paid the money and left.
"Don't tell your mother and Mo'er about this." After Qiao Guangfa was silent for a while, he told Qiao Xu and Dou'er.
It's just that after he finished telling the front foot and returned home with the back foot, Dou'er couldn't hold back and told Qiao Mo'er about it.
"If you didn't tell me, mother, then don't say it." After listening, Qiao Mo'er thought about it for a long time, put this matter in her heart, and told Dou'er.
After Qiao Li'er came to be told by Qiao Mo'er that time, the old mansion really never came to call again, and it was rare to live a stable life in the four rooms.
"Tomorrow is the Zhengyang Festival, your father went to pick up some wormwood in the morning, and later my mother boiled water, and you all washed it." On this day, just after breakfast, I listened to Han's advice.
Qiao Moer thought about it for a long time before she realized that this Zhengyang Festival is the Dragon Boat Festival. Dragon Boat Festival, that's to eat zongzi! Glutinous rice dumplings, meat dumplings, thinking about it, Qiao Mo'er was about to drool.
"Mother, do we buy zongzi this year or do we wrap them ourselves?"
"Pack it yourself, of course."
"Then let's wrap some glutinous rice and sugar dates, and then wrap some dried bamboo shoots and lean meat, okay?" Hearing Han say this, Qiao Mo'er hurriedly proposed.
It's just that Han Shi frowned, "Sugar dates are so expensive... And how can the dried bamboo shoots and meat be wrapped in zongzi? ”
"Mother, shall we buy less!" Qiao Mo'er used her nirvana again, holding Han's arm and coquettishly, "We eat once a year, and we don't eat it every day." ”
"Then buy less." Han couldn't grind her, so he was relieved, "But, that dried bamboo shoot..."
"Mother, dried bamboo shoots and meat dumplings are delicious, dried bamboo shoots can also be made into buns, very delicious." Qiao Mo'er raised four fingers and swore an oath, "If it doesn't taste good, I will listen to my mother for everything in the future." ”
"I can't help you." Han gave her a blank look.
Qiao Mo'er knew that her mother had agreed, so she jumped back into the house, pulled out her small box, counted some broken silver, and went to the town to buy sugar dates and meat, and glutinous rice also had to be bought, but there was no one at home.
This time they went to the town, and the Han couple didn't go with them, so they let a few children go.
It's good to have money yourself, buy whatever you want.
Qiao Mo'er first went to the grain store and spent 300 wen to buy ten catties of glutinous rice, and then went to the grocery store to buy sugar dates, sugar dates are the modern kind of dates, really expensive, 40 wen a catty, originally Qiao Mo'er only wanted to buy two catties of candied dates, but looking at Dou'er's eyes and swallowing saliva, she gritted her teeth and bought five catties, spent 200 wen, and went to cut three catties of pork belly, which cost 57 wen.
After thinking about it, Qiao Mo'er also ran to the only embroidery village in the town with great interest, drank the proprietress and grinded her mouth for a long time, and spent five cents to buy a handful of colored threads for embroidery, and then went home.
When they got home, Han had already boiled the water, and when they came back, they began to pour water into the large porcelain jar used for bathing.