Chapter 315: Steamed Buns

He was a person who faked his death and fled abroad, he didn't have a surname, and Jing Li didn't know if he knew the truth, if he rushed over when they were spying on the Han family, he just fell into a trap.

Moreover, he is reluctant to go to the Han family, too familiar people and things will make people uncomfortable, but the He Zao family is different, and celebrating the New Year with the He family will make him feel that he is not the one who was abandoned and abandoned!

He Zao heard him say this, so he didn't persuade again, but said with great interest: "Tomorrow my family will steam big steamed buns, you can also come to help, my family steamed several kinds, white flour steamed buns, yellow noodles wowo, as well as red bean buns, vegetable slots, croquettes the day after tomorrow, hemp sugar, you don't have to prepare anything, my family is steamed and you take some away, your family has few people!" ”

This was said a long time ago, and Ah Che smiled and nodded: "Okay!" ”

Actually, he had already decided to take some from the He family first, and then let people buy the rest.

After all, there are three men in the family, and in the north area, from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifteenth and sixteenth day of the first lunar month, it is not possible to open a fire to steam steamed buns.

He Zao covered his mouth and giggled: "Then you have to divide the tasks in advance, you can't do nothing when you come, Qibao is responsible for lighting the fire, you are with my fourth brother, what do he do, what do you do!" ”

Because the last few words were a little high, they happened to be heard by the Chen family who came out of the house, so the latter hurried over two steps, glared at He Zao, and said to Ah Che with a smile: "I don't need your help, I'll see the rarity when I come tomorrow, your good family is different from ours!" Wait for everything to be steamed and tasted! ”

Ah Che smiled softly and glanced at He Zao, who pouted: "It's okay, third aunt, I never got this before, so I want to learn it!" ”

Chen only waved his hand: "Then look at it, we don't need you to touch your hands, morning, entertain well, come to the door is a guest, look at what you are standing at the door, this cold day!" ”

He Zao answered sweetly, pulled Ah Che's sleeve and walked into the house.

also muttered: "Look, my mother likes you, I'm my own daughter, and I complain every day that I treat you slowly!" ”

"Then did you treat me slowly?" The other looked down at her and smiled.

He had already dragged out a long voice, and a strange cry: "I'll treat you slowly?" I'm the best for you! ”

She said it with great pride and pride, without the slightest hint of emptiness.

The half-grown boy couldn't help laughing anymore, and his voice was extremely clear, not at all hoarse as a teenager.

That night, He Zao's family was busy until late before going to bed, kneading dough, mixing meat filling, and stewing red beans.

He Zao is small, but he is also the main force of the family, and his little feet don't stop at all, and he is busy until the early hours of the morning before he yawns and falls asleep.

At the beginning, I said that the third sister-in-law Hao, who was helping in the kitchen, also came over to help in the past two days, and the He family paid for the work.

Therefore, although there are many steamed buns in the three rooms, there is still plenty of time.

Two large pots are steaming together.

Ah Che also came over early, he came quite early, but the people in He Sanfang had already started to get busy, and it seemed very abrupt for him to come like this.

The other party was obviously very surprised, and slightly embarrassed: "You started so early? ”

He Zao was wrapping red bean buns, yawned listlessly, and waved at him: "If you want to steam buns at home, why can you get up late, the two pots that are steaming should come out soon!" ”

Ah Che was even more embarrassed.

He was tall and tall, standing in place, a little at a loss: "Then, what should I do?" ”

He brought two martial arts masters to help.

Chen came out of the kitchen with a piece of dough in his hand, greeted Ah Che warmly, and bombarded the two martial arts masters: "Don't touch your hands, don't touch your hands, just talk to the head of my family!" ”

As he spoke, he called He Laosan to the kitchen.

There are several people who have a fire at home, and a few long-term workers have not returned until the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, so they are all helping. There is no shortage of He's third one.

He Laosan came out immediately.

He was also kneading the dough, his hands were covered with white flour, and he smiled and invited the two martial arts masters into the house to drink.

Seeing this posture, where did the two martial arts masters dare to disturb, they were all specially here to teach Ah Che, and they didn't go back for half a year or a year, naturally they were people who didn't have a family, and they were also interested in seeing the custom of steaming big buns in Lujia Village, knowing that they couldn't help, they tried not to make trouble, looked left and right, and saw that a long-term worker of the He family was chopping wood, so they hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to take over the job.

Ah Che was also persuading, and it took a long time for the He family to agree.

Ah Che also washed his hands, and He Zao brought him an apron for him to wear, so that the young man who was originally noble and not easy to be approached suddenly became a little honest and cute.

The people in the third room all snickered innocently.

Ah Che wrinkled his brows and looked himself up and down, and He Zao hurriedly smiled at him: "It's good-looking, it's good-looking!" Wear it like this, your clothes don't get dirty, look at me! ”

Several of their sisters wore aprons.

Ah Che was still a little embarrassed, and reluctantly sat in front of He Zao, watching her wrap red bean buns.

Because he didn't see anyone from the He family's old house, he whispered: "Didn't you say that you want to be with your grandmother's family?" ”

He had already pouted: "My eldest brother came over last night and said that my milk is sick, and they will come later today!" ”

Of course, the conditions of the old house are not as good as the new house of the three-room family, so it was said that it was good to steam buns in the three-room house.

She pointed to a dilapidated big iron pot in the courtyard against the corner of the wall: "I originally wanted to borrow his steamer to steam together, but I don't know why, there is a hole in the bottom, and it can't be used at all, no way, my father just picked up a big pot from Sister Liu Ying's house in the morning!" ”

As he spoke, he became dissatisfied again: "This steamer can't be used, shouldn't you say it in advance, my family can go buy a new one, now it's like this, it's not a waste of time!" At the beginning, I said that the two pots were steamed together! ”

The steamer used in the countryside is not the same as what is used on weekdays, it is the kind of big iron pot used for funerals, and there are two layers of steamers on it. This is a complete set, not a set, the connection will be steaming outward, and the bun will not be steamed well, and it will not be cooked.

Therefore, the steamer that does not form a set is generally not used during the New Year.

Even if it is a complete set of cauldrons, it is necessary to use a wet cage cloth to cover the gaps carefully.

The bottom of the iron pot in the old house was opened, and it was obviously unusable, but it was not said in advance, which was clearly a delay.

Chen also muttered to He Laosan at this time: "If it weren't for the fact that Liu Ying's mother's house had steamed a few days ago, where would our family go to get another bite now?" We all said we were going to buy it, but our father said that there was a good one at home, so I didn't buy it! ”

He Laosan lowered his head and rubbed his dough without saying a word.

They also use the pot at home when they are not separated, and they know that it is good, but who knows that it will be broken!

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