When the lard was ready, Zhao Yuzhen began to chop the meat and prepare to fry some meatballs.

Half of the fat and half lean ribs were chopped into meat paste by Zhao Yuzhen, mixed with some flour, eggs, green onions, peanuts, ginger and salt, the fried meatballs are not big or small, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, just one bite at a time. Some people buy less meat, so they chop some radish or cabbage and put some vegetarian balls in it, which is also delicious.

This year, the Zhou family killed pigs to celebrate the New Year, and there was a lot of pork, so Zhao Yuzhen prepared to fry some pure meat meatballs for the children to eat.

It is rare to eat meat at home, and the children are still short of oil and water in their stomachs, just now Dabao and Xiaobao rushed to eat oil residue, Zhao Yuzhen was happy and a little sad to see the children eating so fragrantly.

If it weren't for the poor and seldom eating meat, how could the child be so hungry? It's not a taste of being a mother!

She decided to fry more meatballs for her children to enjoy.

When the meatballs got out of the pot, Dabao and Xiaobao, who had been wandering around for a long time, came back almost in time to digest the oil residue in their stomachs, and they were all happy when they saw Zhao Yuzhen frying the meatballs.

Children's favorite meatballs, if the oil residue usually has a chance to eat, meatballs can not be eaten until the New Year.

How else to say that children love the New Year! I love the New Year only for the delicious food! Not to mention the new clothes that will be there for the New Year, the New Year's money and so on.

On the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, the brothers and sisters of the Zhou family were all satisfied with their mouths full of oil.

The next day, Zhao Yuzhen began to steam steamed buns and buns again. These noodles had to be eaten until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so I borrowed the big cage drawer of the uncle's house to steam.

In previous years, there were more solid steamed buns and fewer stuffed buns. This year, Zhao Yuzhen wrapped a lot of vegetable and meat buns, and made some triangular sugar corners with brown sugar, and steamed the three-layer cage drawer for most of the day.

Father Zhou helped chop meat and stuffing, Zhao Yuzhen was busy kneading dough and rolling bread buns, and Dabao didn't go out to play when he saw that the family was lively. Zhou Xiaoyun wanted to help, and when he saw that his younger brothers and sisters had no one to take them, he paid attention to Dabao.

"Brother, you see that Xiaobao and Erya don't listen to me. You are the biggest, Xiaobao's second girl is willing to listen to you, and they must be happy if you take the two of them out to play. ”

In a few words, he coaxed Dabao, who was strong in vanity, to take Xiaobao and Erya to play outside the house, and Zhou Xiaoyun washed his hands to help.

Zhao Yuzhen picked up the steamed steamed buns one by one and put them on the table to cool down, and was surprised to see Zhou Xiaoyun's steamed buns.

Zhou Xiaoyun made the dough smaller with small hands, kneaded it and then kneaded it into a thin skin, dug a small spoonful of filling with a small spoon and put it in the middle, and then pinched out a small pleat along the edge with his hand.

At first, Zhou Xiaoyun was still a little rusty, and when the two of them were packed, all the memories of his previous life came back.

The movements are becoming more and more proficient, although they are not as fast as Zhao Yuzhen's bag, they are about the same as Zhou's father's speed. The buns she wrapped are better than the good looks, neither flat nor crooked, very upright and small.

With Zhou Xiaoyun's help, the speed was much faster, and in the afternoon, all the steamed buns and sugar corners were out of the cage.

The steamed buns are big and sturdy, the triangular sugar horns are very cute, and there are many small and delicate ones in the buns that are from Zhou Xiaoyun's handwriting, and Zhou Xiaoyun is self-intoxicated. Not to mention, the most popular ones are these smaller buns of Zhou Xiaoyunbao.

Lunch was naturally fragrant meat buns, and Dabao ate five of them alone.

Zhou Xiaoyun loves to eat sugar corners, the brown sugar in the bread turns into sugar water, and the bite is sweet, hot and fragrant, so you have to eat it slowly. Zhou Xiaoyun didn't eat a lot of food, and he ate three before stopping.

When the cage drawer was returned, Zhao Yuzhen put a few steamed buns in the cage drawer and asked Zhou Xiaoyun and Dabao to carry them back to the uncle's family.

Dabao didn't understand why he put the delicious buns in the cage drawer, and muttered a few sentences.

Zhao Yuzhen glanced at her son: "How can I return the cage empty, of course, I have to put some steamed buns." You haven't eaten enough buns today? ”

This kind of loving criticism is not painful or itchy, and Dabao has never been taken to heart, and he and Zhou Xiaoyun went to the uncle's house with a smile.

The uncle was busy making tables and chairs, and the aunt Shen Huafeng saw Dabao Zhou Xiaoxia coming with the cage drawer and hurriedly picked it up, beckoning the two to play at home.

The cage drawer is not heavy or light, and Dabao is not heavy, but he doesn't think it's big, but Zhou Xiaoyun is out of breath, but fortunately it took a few steps to arrive, which made Zhou Xiaoyun tired enough.

Zhou Xiaoxia brought a glass of water to Zhou Xiaoyun to drink, and Zhou Xiaoyun felt less tired after a few sips.

The aunt put away the steamed buns and buns in the cage drawer, saw that there were two particularly small buns in them, and asked with a smile: "Yo, why are the buns so small this year, it's so clever." ”

Before Zhou Xiaoyun could say a few words modestly, Dabao on the side rushed to reply: "Auntie, you have a really good eye, these two are big girls, and my mother and my father are more than this." This bag is so beautiful that I can't bear to eat it. ”

In fact, Dabao felt that the buns were too big and the meat filling was too much to eat the small ones, and he ate five big meat buns in one go at noon, and if the small ones were at least, he had to eat at least seven or eight.

The aunt was very surprised, and looked at the two buns for a while, only to see that they were the size of a child's fist, and the pleats on them were neatly pinched, which was extremely cute. If it weren't for Dabao, how would he have thought that this was from a six or seven-year-old child?

Auntie's praise made Zhou Xiaoyun a little proud, but she said a few modest words on her lips without showing a trace of pride on her face, which attracted Auntie's heartfelt appreciation and love.

Zhou Xiaoxia immediately looked at Zhou Xiaoyun with admiration, she doesn't know how to make buns yet! Zhou Zhihai took advantage of everyone's speech and didn't pay attention to eating a few bites of the buns, thinking that it tasted really good while eating!