What Luo Qing is stir-frying is dried sweet potatoes, Jin Hengsheng was quite curious when he heard Luo Jiang say "fried" before, how to fry the dried sweet potatoes after they are dried, is it just like a vegetable in the pot? When I went to the kitchen, I realized that it was not.

First of all, the pot used by Luo Qing is clearly not a wok, it is a very large, thick iron pot, and in addition to the slightly yellowed dried sweet potatoes, there are also a bunch of black granular objects in the pot, Luo Jiang said that it is sand, and it will turn black after a long time.

"Do you need oil to fry dried sweet potatoes?" Jin Hengsheng saw a mineral water bottle on Luo Qing's left hand, which contained a yellow-orange-orange liquid, much like oil.

"Put it, put tung oil, just drop two drops, the fried things are fragrant." Luo Jiang took out a peanut from the dustpan next to him and put it in his mouth, it was so fragrant, with the aroma of tung oil and the burnt fragrance of peanuts.

"Auntie, this is a peanut grown at home." Jin Hengsheng had never seen such a small peanut, it was only the size of the nail of his little thumb.

"Yes, the little finger peanuts I planted are red-skinned, and they are very fragrant when fried. Luo Jin, come down, your head is about to rub on the bacon. Luo's mother put down the bowl in her hand and wanted to grab a peanut for Jin Hengsheng, but she saw her little granddaughter propping herself up on Jin Hengsheng's back and looking down. Jin Hengsheng was already tall, and as soon as Luo Jin stood up, his hair was almost up to the bacon hanging on the ceiling.

"Ah, no oil! Uncle, I'm coming down! Luo Jin didn't like to wash his hair, and when he heard his grandmother say this, he was so frightened that he reached out and touched the top of his head, but fortunately, there was no oil. But Uncle Jin is too tall, and the bacon she really has hanging in her is so close, so let's hurry down!

Jin Hengsheng put down Luo Jin and moved a small bench to sit next to him, handing tea and water to Luo's mother, or adding firewood to Luo Qing. Luo's father called the brothers and sisters, and knew that everyone had set off, so he took Jin Hengsheng to set up a table and add charcoal basins, and there were nearly four tables for five families to sit down, but fortunately, his restaurant was big enough.

After everyone arrived, it was naturally Luo Haojiang who took Jin Hengsheng, Luo Wujiang who took Deng Juan to recognize people first, and everyone replied tacitly and handed over a red envelope, which was a big unity, taking the meaning of a hundred years of good cooperation.

At about ten o'clock, Luo's mother made tea, Luo's father and two brothers personally went to the eight immortals table in the hall to set up tea and snacks, and the three aunts brought three bowls of tea and put them at the front, and Luo's father lit three incense sticks and began to worship God.

"The ancestors of the Luo family are on top, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wuqing bought tender corn, put chestnut tea, dad loves to eat chestnuts the most, today to eat more." There are two more people in the family this year, Luo Jiang and Luo Xi have brought their objects back, and they will have to trouble their ancestors to take care of them when they go out in the future. Father Luo lit the paper money, slowly moved from the top of the dishes on the table, and made sure that every place was clicked before putting the paper money into the ash basin.

The ash basin used to burn paper was originally placed next to the table, but the smoke from paper money and gas drifted towards the Eight Immortals table and slowly piled up on the table!

"It seems that the ancestors like it very much, Wu Qing, you make good things." Grandma Luo stood next to her, waiting for the juniors to stand up after three straightenings, and then said to Zhou Wuqing with a smile.

"Ho ho ho, as long as the ancestors like it." Zhou Wuqing smiled, and the smoke of the paper money ran all over the food, which was the meaning of the ancestors enjoying it. Now that the smoke is piling up all over the table, it seems that he likes it very much, and Zhou Wuqing decided to make things on the table next year.

Luo Jiang saw that the eldest aunt pursed her lips disapprovingly, and she didn't care about it. According to Grandma Luo's words, the meals cooked by the eldest aunt are like pig food, stewed in a mess, forcing the eldest son to stay in the kitchen all day long, no wonder there is no interest.

The paper money burned for more than ten minutes, and everyone stood there quietly and waited, until there was no trace of fireworks coming out of the ash basin, and Grandma Luo spoke: "Let's go!" ”

Then a bowl was brought out and placed on the largest table on the right-hand side, where Grandma Luo sat with her five sons and daughters-in-law and three sons-in-law. Luo Jiang and Wu Fang quickly put the same thing on the other three tables, one table was the grandchildren's men, the other was the grandchildren's women, and the rest was Luo Jiang and Wu Fang leading the children.

Everyone in the house is well-behaved, and the youngest Luo Jin knows that he can't eat until Grandma Luo eats the first bite.

Jin Hengsheng sat next to Luo Qing, paying attention to the movement in the room. Well, Grandma Luo is like an old lady, and Dad Luo is the backbone; There are several cousins in their generation who are studying art, there are also three lawyers and teachers, and it is said that there are several cousins-in-law in the army, and everyone is mixed well; The children are very educated, and they don't grab or make trouble when they eat; Luo Jiang is the king of children didn't run away, after eating tea, he took a string of children to the floor to play games, the sound of children screaming spread far and wide, and even the neighbors' children came to play!

Since Grandma Luo's five children have their own small families, not long after Luo Qing was born, Grandma Luo changed the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner of the Chinese New Year's Eve to noon and turned it into a reunion dinner.

There was no wine on the dinner table, Luo Haojiang mysteriously came out with a pot, and opened the smell of sweet wine that filled the room.

"Old Five, did you cook red wine this year?" Luo Wujiang stared at the wine in the pot in surprise, pink, egg white with red, obviously not the color of brown sugar.

"Hahaha, this is the second time I've cooked red sweet wine, and the last time I cooked it when I was pregnant with Jiangjiang! Let's try it, and if the taste is okay, take some back. "Dad Luo was in a good mood and added a bowl of sweet wine to everyone, the adults used the bowl for eating, and the children also used a small bowl for tea.

"Then I'm going to take some back, the eldest daughter-in-law's due date is in the first month, and it's just right for her to eat at that time." Aunt Luo smiled and responded, ordinary people can't cook red wine, their family cooks sweet wine every year, and it hasn't been out once in more than 30 years!

After a few bowls of sweet wine, the nature of everyone's chat is higher, the children pinch the chicken leg bigger than whom, and the men drink more than the other with the wine bowl. Everyone knows that they must drink alcohol for the reunion dinner, and no one comes by car, they all take the bus, and they are not afraid of the police uncle.

The meal lasted for more than two hours, and everyone did not stay long after coming down from the table, and there was a reunion dinner for the small family in the evening!

Luo's mother took Luo Jiang and Wu Fang to take down the dinner table as soon as possible, Luo Ying's three sisters were sweeping the floor with a broom and dustpan, Luo Jin swept it again, Luo Qi swept it again, and finally Luo Ying took a mop to mop the floor.

So what is Jin Hengsheng doing? He was taken by Daddy Luo to the small room where chickens, ducks and geese were kept. Seeing Luo Qing standing next to him with a bright kitchen knife, Jin Hengsheng's palms were sweating, immortal God, this is ...... What are you going to do...... No way......