Han Yun thought to herself, this is no donkey skin, if there is a donkey skin, give her milk, her mother and her aunt boil some donkey skin glue, and make some ejiao cake to eat, which is much more supplemental than eating walnuts alone.

In that era of information explosion, if you want to do anything, move your fingers, and Du Niang will tell you all kinds of practices.

Therefore, she has not watched the video of making Ejiao cake, although she has not actually operated it, but she believes that as long as she wants to do it, she will be able to succeed in experimenting a few more times.

Let's wait until I move into a new house, I can't do anything when it's cold now, and this winter is enough for her to toss.

Han Yun fulfilled Wang Qiuyue's wish, made rice flower walnut praline, boiled the syrup until amber, poured the fried walnut kernels into the syrup and stirred evenly, and sprinkled sesame seeds to decorate, each walnut kernel was covered with syrup, the color was bright and crystal clear, it was really like amber.

"Baa~Baa~Baa~" A rapid sheep cry came.

"Oops! This time eighty percent is going down, I'll go and see, you two are not allowed to go! The old lady admonished her, and hurried to the backyard.

"Qiu Yue, you send these snacks to the second and third young masters, and I'll go to my mother and ask her to help too."

"Yes, Miss!"

The two of them went their separate ways.

"Mother, mother!"

Han was making new bedding and quilt covers for the new house in the house, and when she was about to make them, she listened to her daughter call her.

"What's the matter, rushing like this?"

"Mother, our sheep are going to give birth, my grandmother will go by herself, I am afraid that there will be not enough manpower, so I will come to you to help." Han Yun said.

"Then I'll see if I can help." As he spoke, Han put away his needle and thread and went down to put on his shoes.

Han Yun took advantage of her mother's shoes to find a small basket and cut a basket of grass in the space and took it out.

"Mother, you bring this basket and give the sheep some grass, and it will have the strength to give birth to cubs." Han Yun knew that when she gave birth to a child, she had the strength to eat something, and the sheep should be the same, so she handed the basket to her mother.

"Good!"

Taking the basket, Han was still shocked in his heart, it was already late autumn, and there was a basket of tender green grass, this must have been taken out of the mysterious space of the girl, right?

She didn't ask, pretended to be calm and accustomed to it, and hurried to the backyard.

The old lady Zhang Wang in the backyard was also a little anxious, the ewe was restless, lost her appetite, frequently reviewed her abdomen, got up and lay down from time to time, kept exerting force, and bleated a few times from time to time.

It's obvious that she's going to give birth, but she hasn't given birth to the livestock, so she's a little helpless, and she doesn't know what to do.

"Mother, I'm here. Are the ewes really going to lay? Han hurriedly walked over and asked.

"It's going down, the ewe is a little irritable, I don't dare to step forward, I don't know what to do!" The old lady said.

Han took out a handful of grass and handed it to the sheep's mouth, hoping to soothe the sheep's emotions.

Living up to expectations, the ewe smelled the grass and ate it in large gulps, and was less restless.

Before the basket of grass was finished, the ewes began to be restless again, sometimes walking back and forth, sometimes stopping to give birth.

After the continuous efforts of the ewes, they finally gave birth to two little sheep with snow-white coats.

"Gave birth to a pair, gave birth to a pair, oops, it's so good!

Good things come in pairs, it's a good omen! The old lady clapped her hands excitedly.

Han Yun and Wang Qiuyue paid close attention to the movements in the backyard in the courtyard, and when they heard their grandmother say that they were born, they ran to the backyard to see the newborn lamb.

The ewe is licking the mucus from the lamb, and the lamb is stumbling and trying to get up.

"Miss, these two little sheep are so cute!" Wang Qiuyue said.

"Well, the cute bun face, it's really attractive, I really want to hold two handfuls." If it weren't for the fact that there was still a layer of mucous membranes on the lamb's body, Han Yun would really hold it.

"Mother, the lamb will be cold when it is born, I will go find a few rags and wrap it some." Han said.