After Aunt Ren finished eating, she said a few words affectionately to the Chen family, and He Laosan went to the dark and sent Aunt Ren back.

Sanfang also saw Mrs. He, and also went home, and they all sighed.

But the object of everyone's sigh is different, Chen thinks that Mrs. He is so old, and this kind of thing happened again during the Chinese New Year, which is really suffering! He Zao felt that Mrs. He was really a grinding, and she had to celebrate the New Year happily, but no one expected that she would have a situation at this time!

Tomorrow the Chen family will go over to serve the sick.

Tomorrow the family is going to fry hemp candy, He Chun'er said: "Mother, tomorrow a few of us will leave the house to fry hemp sugar croquettes, this is the end of the New Year!" ”

He Zao also nodded: "Yes, mother, my sister can see fried things, she will give guidance, I and the fourth brother, Qibao will do it, and Sister-in-law Hao will also come to help!" ”

Chen was a little reluctant, thought about it, and said: "In this way, I'll go to the old mansion to say hello first, and come back to take a look when I'm free, okay?" ”

The children nodded their heads together.

Inexplicably, a few people in Sibao felt a little excited, feeling that they had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

Chen was afraid that a few children would not be able to do it tomorrow, so he stayed up late at night to do some basic work, He Chun'er got up in the middle of the night, and saw that the kitchen light was on, and Chen's busy figure could be vaguely seen from the window.

He Chun'er's heart warmed.

She washed her hands, walked in, and smiled: "Mother, it's not done yet, I'll help you!" ”

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Chen was a little surprised to see her.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up."

"Well, let's come along, it's almost ready. Let's sleep together later. "The relationship between Chen and He Chun'er is very good, and he is not too polite.

The two of them gossiped while making preparations.

Persimmon hemp sugar is the most troublesome, you have to first tear off the persimmon skin that has been frozen to shrunk up, Layuetian, persimmon is the same as ice skate, take it in your hand and relish, Chen boiled hot water, put dozens of persimmons into it together, warm it with hot water first, then tear the skin, and then remove the core, put the pulp in the basin, and so all the persimmons are done, it is already half a basin of persimmon juice. Stir the white noodles together, this can not put a little water, the persimmon juice alone is enough.

Then there is the fire, which is steamed in the fire, and it takes half an hour, and with this half an hour, everything else is ready.

Move the steamed persimmon noodles to the basin, stir the leavened noodles, put them on a non-used kang, and use the temperature on the kang to wake up the noodles.

When I get up the next morning, this side should be sent and can be fried.

Chen and He Chun'er were busy until midnight before going to sleep, and they were all exhausted. Therefore, the reason why persimmon candy is rare is not only because of its sweet taste, but also because it is difficult to make and requires a lot of effort.

The next morning, Chen got up early, his eyes were red, he put hot water in the pot that had been frozen to freeze, and boiled a large pot of boiling water before leaving.

He Laosan helped out at home for a while before he passed.

He Chun'er also got up a few small ones early, one kneaded the dough hemp candy, one rubbed the egg twist, one patted the round sweet potato balls, Hao San's sister-in-law made the more difficult donkey meatballs, and finally Sibao was responsible for frying and fishing, and Changgong was responsible for burning the fire and chopping wood.

It is also considered to be well organized and has a reasonable division of labor.

When Ah Che came, he saw such a situation, he looked at it silently for a while, and then laughed: "You guys have a good understanding. ”

He was already rubbing the twist flowers, and was having a lot of fun, and when he heard his voice, he waved to him excitedly and asked him to come over to help.

It's the first time Ah Che has seen the twist flowers he often eats made in this way, and he can't help but feel a little disgusted: "It turns out that the twist flowers are rubbed out by hand?" ”

He already snorted: "What's the matter, you are still dirty, let me tell you, today our whole family, including Sister-in-law Hao and the long-term workers, have washed their hands five or six times and used the newly bought pancreas." Very clean! ”

Ah Che glanced at her, and then went to wash his hands and came to help.

He had already said to him with great interest: "Let's be okay in the north, I heard that in the south they don't eat fried things during the New Year, nor do they steam steamed buns, but fried rice cakes to eat, the rice cakes are sticky and sweet like sugar, and people have no strength at all, so they use a clean stick to stir it, the stronger the stirring, the more delicious the rice cakes, or use their feet and noodles!" ”

Several people around her were so disgusted by her that they couldn't speak.

"With feet and faces? How do you eat it? Haven't you been eating until your feet stink! Chan was amazed.

And Ah Che was already frowning deeply, looking at the soft twist in front of him, and felt that he had no appetite today.

Moreover, he decided that when he met the southern rice cakes in the future, he would never touch them again!

He Zao looked at his expression and kept secretly smiling.

She deliberately forgot to say that this is only part of the practice, and part of it is done according to normal procedures, and it is very clean!

At noon, they still ate salty gnocchi soup, but the soup was filled with freshly fried donkey meatballs, mung bean balls, and a whole Chinese cabbage and vermicelli, which was very fragrant.

The donkey meat was fried just right, fat but not greasy, and the taste was very special.

He had eaten a small stomach and a bulging belly.

They sent Sibao to send a pot of salty gnocchi soup to the old house.

When he came back, Sibao shook his head, and he also looked a little worried: "Our milk is almost the same as last night, although she doesn't tremble, but she is weak when she is lying on the bed, and she has no strength to speak, or her sister-in-law fed her a few mouthfuls of food, and she refused to eat." ”

He whispered: "Our grandmother is like having an illness, and she has no spirit of the past." ”

He Zao frowned, if only Mrs. He could really settle down, I'm afraid that her weakness is temporary, and she will be alive again in a few days!

He Chun'er was also a little worried: "During the Chinese New Year, this incident suddenly happened, which made people panic!" ”

What bad luck!

"Where's Shippo, don't you want to come back?" He Zao asked.

Sibao shook his head: "Our master let Qibao stay in our milk house, and didn't let him come back, saying that with him, our milk is a lot more relieved!" ”

He had already pouted: "What's the use of him, just hold on to him!" ”

"Shippo heard that we have croquettes at home, and I am very envious." Sibao's expression was a little amused when he thought of Qibao; "But our father and mother let him stay with his milk."

He Zao said: "Let's send him some fried things later." ”

"When I just delivered the soup, I picked up a small basin and sent it over, and when it was all ready, I had to send half of it over, why are you panicking, I'm afraid he won't have anything to eat! Now our master treats him as a fragrant glutton, and I'm afraid that the food is even better than ours! ”

Sibao stopped her and said with a smile.

He had no choice but to give up a long time ago.

She looked in the direction of the kitchen: "Sister Xia'er said that she would go back later, and our eldest lady asked her to go back to help serve the milk!" ”

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