After taking a bath, Liu Zening really didn't break his promise and asked Qiao Mo'er to tie a colorful thread for him. Qiao Mo'er also wanted to tie Qiao Xu, but Qiao Xu had no choice but to let her make trouble, and cooperated with her to tie one.

When the glutinous rice was almost soaked, Qiao Mo'er stopped playing with Dou'er and Liu Zening, and began to boil the reed leaves used to boil the rice dumplings.

There are no dumpling leaves here, and the bamboo leaves on the mountain are somewhat narrow, so you can only use reed leaves.

Qiao Mo'er grabbed two handfuls of dried bamboo shoots that had been dried a long time ago but had not been confiscated and threw them into the basin, chopped them up and mixed them with the meat.

Qiao Moer has never wrapped zongzi, and in the end it was only on paper, and in the end, it was the Han family who came out. Watching one dumpling after another go out of Han's flexible hand, Qiao Mo'er couldn't help but admire: "Mother, you are so amazing." ”

"My mother didn't blow it, my mother has been cooking for half a lifetime, and no one can make a mistake with this tea and rice." There was some pride between Han's eyebrows.

Qiao Mo'er naturally believed this, because the food cooked by the Han family was really delicious.

Taking advantage of the effort of making zongzi, Qiao Mo'er gave Qiao Xu half a tael of silver, and asked him to go to the town with Liu Zening to cut a few catties of meat. When I came back, it was already dark, and the dumplings were wrapped.

"Let's send the raw ones, the glutinous rice and sugar dates, and the dried bamboo shoots won't be sent." The two were separated, and Qiao Mo'er picked up six glutinous rice and sugar dates and put them in a small basket, and put the meat and sugar in them, which looked full.

"Dad, it's not that I don't give meat, you also know those people in the old house, if they know that we take meat to wrap zongzi, they don't know what to say about us, and they can't say that our family is rich... When we really have silver in the future, we'll just send it again. Seeing that Qiao Guangfa's face was a little not good-looking, Qiao Mo'er laughed softly.

If it is according to Qiao Moer's wishes, this thing will not be sent directly, the old house will scold if she loves it, and make trouble if she loves it, but in this era, there is a knife on the head of filial piety, she doesn't think about herself, she has to think about her father and mother, and this family.

Qiao Guangfa's heart was cold, but if the old mansion really shouted at him and asked for warmth, he couldn't really post it, Qiao Mo'er had to guard against this, so even if there was an element of foolery in what she just said, she didn't have a weak heart.

Qiao Guangfa thought what Qiao Mo'er said was interesting, so he nodded, and before the sky was clear, he was going to carry the basket over.

Afraid that Qiao Guangfa would suffer, Qiao Mo'er and Dou'er went with them.

The old mansion was eating at the square table, Qiao Li'er followed the Lian family back and forth to serve food, and when she saw Qiao Guangfa and Qiao Mo'er entering the courtyard, she greeted with a smile, "Fourth uncle." ”

"Grandpa, grandma, the fourth uncle is here." He also shouted to the upper room.

"What is he doing? Look, is my mother dead with his father? The upper room, where there was a sound of laughter, suddenly fell silent, followed by Yao's low scolding.

"The child finally came here, why are you talking about this? Boss, let your fourth brother in. Then came Old Man Qiao's words.

Qiao Mo'er secretly looked at her father's face, a little unsightly, so she whispered: "Dad, let's go in and put down our things and go home." ”

"Huh." Qiao Guangfa responded.

There were two tables in the room, and before Old Man Qiao sat down, he watched Qiao Guangfa take Dou'er and Qiao Mo'er into the house, and said with a kind smile: "Just in time for dinner, second daughter-in-law, add a few pairs of chopsticks and bowls." ”

"People have big fish and meat every day, how rare are your rotten vegetables?" Yao's eyes immediately crossed.

These words just don't let Tim go, Lian's eyes and nose are looking at the nose, and the nose is looking at the heart.

"You..."

"Daddy." Seeing that Old Man Qiao was about to reprimand Yao's, Qiao Guangfa interrupted him, and said with a far-fetched smile: "We are not here to eat, Ming'er is the Zhengyang Festival, and the family has made zongzi, so I thought about sending a few to my father, and I also cut two catties of meat and bought catties of sugar as a gift." ”

As he spoke, Qiao Guangfa put the basket in his hand on the table.