"Dad, look ......" Sheng Xuejun opened the paper bag, and his hands began to tremble in surprise.

Sheng Zhongxin stopped, his eyes swept over, and he was also stunned, the sweet potato strips that were golden and soft and glutinous, the biscuits that exuded a milky fragrance, and the colorful sugar, each of which had a lot of weight, was definitely a big deal.

The other two were even more shocked, "This, could this be someone who took it by mistake?" How can you give us something so expensive? We're not confiscating the money, it's ......."

"Dad, what should I do?" No matter how rare Sheng Xuejun is, he won't be embarrassed, "Or, I'll give Dr. Song back, right?" We didn't touch ...... either."

Sheng Zhongxin shook his head, "No, take it, Doctor Song won't take the wrong one, since she gave it to you, she will sincerely give it away, what will it look like to go back?" ”

"But it's too expensive." Sheng Xuejun was a little uneasy, and always felt that he had taken advantage of others, "Didn't they give us medicine before? Do you want these more? ”

Sheng Zhongxin thought for a while and said, "In the eyes of Dr. Song, it should be appropriate, after all, we don't cheat others, the three big car saplings, which one is not good?" I also helped to plant it, I also answered her, and there will be rare ones to send to her in the future, and besides, doesn't she still like flowers, let's dig more and send them to her in a few days. ”

"But that's not as expensive as these things...... "After all, whether it's flowers or trees, they're all in the mountains, and they are just out of their strength, and they have no capital to buy, but these biscuits and sugar, you can't just have money, you have to ask for tickets, in the eyes of the countrymen, it's really rare, and it's definitely the most decent kind to use for gifts."

But now, it's given to him so lightly.

Sheng Zhongxin groaned, "Then go to the mountains and see if you can find honey, or hunt a rabbit, if you can't do it, there is still some linen at home, and you can also repay a little favor." ”

Hearing this, Sheng Xuejun's heart became steady, and the things in his hand no longer felt heavy, he carefully took out a biscuit, sniffed it first, and then broke it into a few small pieces, "Dad, uncle, you can also taste it." ”

A few adults ate very slowly, and they were reluctant to swallow it at once, and a small piece was smacked for a long time.

"Delicious!"

"It smells of milk, it's milk powder, right?"

"But no, how can I say that it is a rare thing, and it is so expensive?"

The group was talking, and gradually walked away, Song Hongguo didn't know that the little thing she gave made the other party so emotional, and even had so much pressure, she just felt that people were busy for most of the day, she didn't even leave a meal, a little embarrassed, and giving the child a snack can make up for a little guilt.

Sending people away, Song Hongguo started cooking, planning to eat dumplings at noon, she ordered a shooting, and this time let the two little guys also wash their hands and work with her.

To make dumplings, you have to start with the whole family to eat them.

The brothers chose vegetables and washed vegetables, she mixed noodles and stuffing, using pure white noodles, Ling Zhi was still a little reluctant to see it, and wanted her to mix some sweet potato noodles or cornmeal, but she stopped her with a word, "This is the first time our family eats dumplings, and it must be the best everywhere, and we can't settle down." ”

A good start, the future days can be more and more prosperous, Ling Zhi is not superstitious, but he is also willing to believe that such a beautiful hope can come true, and their family will get better and better.

With this thought, Ling Zhi followed her very seriously to learn noodles, how to do hand light, pot light, face light, follow her to learn how to mix the filling, how to make it delicious and delicious, well, this is a bit difficult for him, because he really can't be ruthless, so much oil, sugar, and meat, it's too luxurious.

The mother and son sat on the rattan chair for eating, Ling Yuan was in charge of the group, the little hands rubbed quickly and roundly, Song Hongguo first showed Ling Zhi how to roll the skin, not only to be uniform in size, but also to be moderately thick, Ling Zhi had never practiced before, not to mention the slow rolling at the beginning, the dumpling skin was still strange, and his face was red with shame.

Song Hongguo not only didn't count him, but also praised and encouraged him vigorously, "This is already very good, it's better than what I rolled when I first learned, it doesn't matter if it's not round, it doesn't affect the bag at all." ”

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Song Hongguo very quickly pinched a dumpling with those skins of different shapes, and sure enough, after her skillful hands trimmed, the wrapped dumplings were round like an ingot, festive and cute, and I couldn't see how weird the original skin was.

Ling Zhi regained some self-confidence, and then rolled more, and became more and more proficient, and the skin rolled out finally had a shape, Song Hongguo taught them how to make dumplings, in addition to ingots, willow leaves, lace, wheat ears, and finally pinched a few slightly more complex mandarin duck dumplings.

I have to say that Ling Yuan actually has some talent in this regard, and after learning a few, he has a little bit of meaning, and Song Hongguo is so praised.

The three of them worked together, half an hour, the dumplings were wrapped, more than 50 grates, after cooking, they fished out two large plates, dipped in vinegar, and the dumplings were still hot, and when they took a bite, the freshness and meat aroma of the shepherd's cabbage occupied the entire taste buds, and Song Hongguo couldn't help but float the poem in his mind, the water floated hibiscus, and the ingots fell on the jade plate. Gluttonous taste of the world, the most fresh thing.

After Ling Yuan ate a few without raising his head, he opened his mouth and sighed, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, it's comfortable but upside down, the old saying is too right." ”

Song Hongguo couldn't help laughing, turned his head and asked Ling Zhi, "Do you know the meaning of dumplings?" ”

Ling Zhi nodded, the young and old Xiaojun's face was a little flushed by the heat, and he said seriously, "Dumplings represent festivity and reunion, symbolizing good luck in the new year. ”

"I know everything." Song Hongguo praised him, and then gave the two of them a detailed science popularization of the origin and traditional customs of dumplings, and even memorized a few poems describing dumplings at the end.

It was these few lines of poetry that made Song Hongguo pleasantly surprised to find that the talent of the two little guys in learning was a bit exaggerated, but she said it two or three times, and the two of them were able to repeat it word for word.

After the meal, Song Hongguo taught them a few more famous poems, and both of them learned very seriously, and after a while, they both memorized the melons.

Song Hongguo had to sigh, worthy of being a future boss, this learning ability is strong, but after that, he felt sad and regretful for the brothers, regretting that they were born at the wrong time, this was in the previous life, a proper scholar, can go all the way to graduate from college, but now, learning is far less valued than in the previous life, especially after a few years, the school is closed.

(End of chapter)