According to the customs of the north, on the eighth day of the lunar month, every household has to boil a pot of Laba porridge for the family to drink to stick to the chin.

After Laba is the New Year, people who have been busy for a year are all alive at the root of this year, even Cui'er, who has been wilting for several days, is no exception.

Regardless of the type of miscellaneous grains for cooking laba porridge, there is no specified quantity, what is important is a mind is an atmosphere, Cui'er felt that the laba porridge she boiled out was more sufficient, so she simply took the children to cook porridge together.

On a winter morning, the sun had already risen, and it was still cold in the yard. Cui'er was afraid that the children would be frozen, and she didn't need too much to boil porridge, so she simply asked people to move all the grains and everything to the second courtyard, and set up a pot on the small stove where water and tea were boiled on weekdays.

Cui'er took Huiya's hand, and the other side was supported by Xiangmo, and slowly walked to the small stove that temporarily served as a kitchen. Behind her, Xiangye and Xiangzhi were holding a child, and Mama Gui was watching from the side, for fear of falling big or knocking small.

The snow in the yard had already been cleaned, and there was not even a single watermark or ice left, and the master and servant entered the small kitchen together, and Cui'er saw a small sack on a board facing him.

Looking at the small pot, Cui'er actually had a trance, as if she hadn't cooked for a long time, not only her hands were a little raw, but she actually felt that her mood was a little raw.

"Xiangmo, do you think I've been leisurely for too long, it seems like I haven't cooked for a long time." Cui'er muttered as she looked at the various beans and rice that were neatly placed in the sack.

"Miss, you are not the same as you used to be. Now you have to take care of the little master and young lady, and you have to take care of your aunt and yourself, and you are still pregnant, where do you have time to cook? Xiangmo knew that Cui'er was just a little dazed, so she stood aside and comforted, and by the way, she handed Cui'er a copper basin.

"That's right, when I gave birth to this baby. I'm going to have to get some rest. Cui'er took the copper basin. Looking at his bulging belly, he actually thought it was very funny, and compared it with a copper basin buckled on his stomach. "This belly has grown a little bit more."

"It's winter, people love to grow meat, just take advantage of this time to make up more, and wait for the spring of the next year. Miss will be able to give birth to a big fat boy again! Mama Gui looked at Cui'er's belly with a smile, as if she saw the doll in her belly growing strongly. It looks like it's falling to the ground.

"I can't eat too much, what if the child is too big!" Cui'er couldn't help but shake her head when she heard this, for fear that the child in this fetus would be too likely to give birth. My first child is twins, and the two children share nutrients. Each child is not too big, and although it took a long time to give birth, there were no problems such as stuck.

This fetus has already been seen by the doctor. If you only have one child, you can't make up for it. If you overdo it, the child is too big. When I gave birth, it was like going back to the ghost gate.

Cui'er made up her mind not to make up more, and this Gui Mama was worried about her verbosity, so there was nothing to worry about. Cui'er held a copper basin in her hand and began to choose the raw materials for cooking Laba porridge with great interest.

The most basic ingredients of Laba porridge are yellow rice, Jiang rice and white rice, with these three kinds of rice, Laba porridge will be sweet and sticky, and the mouth will be smooth and moist.

In addition to the basic three kinds of rice, Cui'er also picked water chestnut rice, corn stubble, plus kidney beans, red beans, soybeans, mung beans, black beans, broad beans and other beans, and the main materials alone have far exceeded eight kinds.

Although Laba porridge is also called eight-treasure porridge, it does not necessarily have to be porridge made of eight ingredients, and Cui'er only uses a small amount of porridge to prepare each ingredient. Of course, even if there is only a small handful of each material, the total amount of this kind will go up, and there will definitely be a surplus of Laba porridge for the master of the whole family to eat.

Of course, the beans and rice that are directly preserved need to be carefully selected before they can be used. In ancient times, there was no antiseptic technology, let alone any pesticides, and the grain preserved in the house was easy to grow insects because of the right temperature.

At the beginning, when Cui'er's family had no surplus food, this matter was not a problem, but when there was more food, it became a big deal here. Although food without preservatives and pesticides is safe to eat, if you don't pick it carefully, you may accidentally eat a half-worm when eating.

While thinking about the preservation of food, Cui'er sat down on a stool and gave Huiya a small bag and a small copper basin in each child's hand. Then it is necessary to carefully select the broken, shriveled or wormy beans of each type of bean and put it in a separate place.

"Mother, pick Doudou!" Soft and small bags are obviously very interested in this kind of work, holding a small copper basin the size of a palm in their hands, running around, and patting the basin with their little hands to make a loud sound when they are excited.

"Okay, pick Doudou!" Cui'er first grabbed a handful of soybeans from Huiya's pot, and then took advantage of this rare time to identify grains and tell the children what soybeans were.

Soft and small packets, seeing that there were beans in Sister Huiya's basin, their eyes widened and they were very envious. didn't run around anymore, one by two ran to Cui'er to offer flattery, begging for Doudou.

"Come, it's broad beans for the soft ones, and black beans for the small packets!" Cui'er grabbed a handful of broad beans from another bag, and then grabbed a handful of black beans and put them in a small basin in front of the two children.

"Participation...... Beans! Softly stretched out his little hand, pinched a broad bean and put it in front of him, looking at it carefully, feeling that this bean was much bigger than the beans in Huiya's sister and brother's bowl, and giggled happily.

"Fava beans!" Cui'er pinched a pale yellow hard broad bean, corrected the soft pronunciation, and then repeated the side, "Broad bean ......"

"Gluttony...... Dou ......" Xiaobao was also learning the Tao on the side, but because he was too excited, he squirted out all the saliva in his mouth.

"It's broad beans, you two little ones!" Cui'er wiped her face with her hand with a little crying and laughing, although the feeling of being washed by the saliva of the little thing is not bad, but it is not very good, "This broad bean is green in the summer, soft and delicious, after drying, it becomes like this, it needs to be boiled for a long time to make the beans soft." ”

"Giggle...... Delicious! "The small bag is a standard snack, after hearing my mother say that it is delicious, my eyes immediately lit up, and I didn't care about my own small basin, I fished out two broad beans from the soft basin, and put them in my mouth.

Where did Cui'er dare to let this little guy put broad beans directly into his mouth? That thing is hard and can't do it, what if you get stuck in your throat! Cui'er hurriedly snatched out the broad beans in Xiaobao's hand, "It's not ripe now, so I can't eat it!" ”

"Hmm...... I want to eat ......" Xiaobao watched the beans in his hand being snatched away by his mother, and was suddenly aggrieved, and looked at Cui'er with tears in his eyes, if you don't give me food, I will cry.

"This can't be eaten if it's not cooked, do you want to eat the oil paste in the small bag?" Cui'er looked at the battered bag, and on the side, she couldn't figure out the situation, and used a small basin to carry the softness of the beans, knowing that she was in a bit of a hurry.

"Oily? Want! "When Xiaobao heard that there was a delicious oil paste to eat, he didn't care about eating it, which was not very good-looking

"The children are still young, and I'm too anxious to let them learn." Cui'er smiled bitterly and shook her head, and asked Xiangye to go to the house to make a few bowls of oil tea noodles to divert the children's attention from eating.

Cui'er lost her mind about teaching two little things to know beans, and picked beans with Huiya, a powerful little helper, and the speed was much faster. Before the bay leaves could brew the camellia noodles, Cui'er had already picked the remaining beans.

The rest of the work, such as washing beans and brushing pots and boiling water, naturally does not need Cui'er to do. After Cui'er picked the beans and washed them, the water in the pot was already hot.

At this time, Cui'er was less patient than when she was in the backing mountain last year, and the beans that were not ripe and should have been soaked separately were not patiently soaked, so she simply poured them into the pot with rice. Watch as the water slowly boils, driving the beans up and down.

"First boil the water on high heat, then simmer on low heat, and remember to stir often." Cui'er instructed the little girl watching the fire next to her, and she took Huiya and the maids, holding the soft and small bags whose patience was about to run out, and left the small kitchen and went to the main room.

Cui'er said that she wanted to cook porridge, but she wouldn't stay by the fire like before, and she really cooked porridge slowly. She took the children to drink a bowl of oil tea noodles, and looked at the account book of the second half of the year sent from the backer, thinking that the time was almost up, so she helped Yahuan's hand to see the porridge.

In less than half an hour, and it is simmering slowly, Laba porridge with many beans will naturally not be so fast. Cui'er stirred the porridge in the pot with a long-handled soup spoon, and saw that the rice and yellow rice had been cooked slightly viscous, and there was no sticking to the pot, so she nodded and let the little girl continue to watch the fire.

In the evening, the aromatic laba porridge was finally boiled. Under the warm light, when Lian Qingshan stepped into the house, he smelled this faint fragrance.

Lian Qingshan, who had been busy in the military department all day with Yang Wenxiu, the grandson of the Dingguo Mansion, looked at the light and smelled the sweet fragrance, and at this moment he actually felt that the fatigue on his body had disappeared.

Lian Qingshan walked quickly to the place where his wife and children were, hugged Cui'er's slightly thick waist, and buried his head deeply in her neck socket, "Cui'er, I'm back." ”

ps: Thank you for the peace charm of the pro-leip ~ The oath just finished working overtime ~ I was busy and didn't have the strength to code words, and I suddenly remembered that it hadn't been updated today, so I quickly came up and updated the next sub ~ Fortunately, there is a chapter to save the manuscript ~

Looking at the sky~ The work is really hard ~

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