After a lot of work, the dough was almost dry after rolling it out, and not even a suitable dough came out, which made Lu Miao very angry.
Fu Jingyou came back soon and asked her what she wanted to do. She said she wanted to roll out round dumpling wrappers.
At this time, there was no way to eat dumplings in the South, but wontons.
The local dialect calls it Baomian.
To be more specific, these two should be two different things, but in the countryside they are all called Baomian.
Fu Jingyou didn't know what dumplings were, but Lu Miao said he wanted round skins, so he thought about rolling them out.
Neither can he, but his "craftsmanship" is still better than Lu Miao's.
After struggling for a while, it was completely dark outside, and Fu Jingyou finally made a few dumpling wrappers.
Lu Miao was standing beside him. He gave the leather to Lu Miao and asked Lu Miao to wrap it.
Lu Miao took the leather again and looked at him eagerly.
"..."
"..."
The kitchen was silent for a moment, and Fu Jingyou asked:
"Can you do it?"
Lu Miao:... ()……
Would you say this is embarrassing?
It took a lot of effort to get the skin out, but I couldn’t wrap it up.
Lu Miao has many skills that make people shine, but when confused, they really make people laugh.
Fu Jingyou shook his head and suddenly laughed.
“It’s okay.”
He took the dumpling wrapper from Lu Miao's hand, pulled off some more dough, kneaded it and rolled it out again.
This time, roll it out directly on the cutting board into a large sheet, cut it with a kitchen knife, and cut out a square skin.
“You want to make wontons?”
“Well, is this possible?”
Lu Miao shook her head.
Fu Jingyou quickly rolled out the dough, took the stuffing she had mixed, put a piece of dough in her hand, and took her to wrap it together.
"Like this, put the stuffing in and fold it into a nest."
The skin was too dry and a little hard to pinch. Fu Jingyou dipped his fingers into the stuffing before pinching it. .
Soon, a beautiful little ingot appeared on the plate.
Lu Miao imitated his actions, but was always in trouble.
Either the stuffing leaked out, or the place where the stuffing was wrapped had a big bulge. It didn't look like a "yuanbao" at all, but instead looked like a snail carrying a heavy shell.
She did not give up, standing arm by arm next to Fu Jingyou, working hard for half an hour...
Packed out one snail after another.
The Fu family is considered large and spacious in the village.
Living with two people, it is actually quite empty.
But on New Year's Eve, Fu Jingyou was frequently amused by Lu Miao. The hearty laughter passed through the dark tiles above his head, melted into the curls of green smoke, and then spread in the night.
“Don’t laugh! I’ll eat what I made myself in a minute!”
Fu Jingyou glanced at a plate that was placed separately in front of Lu Miao. There were more than a dozen small snails on it, far more than the others. Her usual appetite.
"It's settled, whoever's talking does not count, who is the one."
Fu Jingyou flashed his little finger.
Lu Miao did the opposite and hummed without any bottom line:
"What's wrong with Brother Thumb? Brother Thumb, I can still order you. If you can't eat anymore, I will order you to eat!"
The New Year's Eve was spent in fun, and the two of them had a warm New Year's Eve. Getting up early the next day to pay New Year greetings, Fu Jingyou took out the brown sugar he had prepared early in the morning.
The He family hasn't been separated yet, so just have a copy of the New Year greetings.
Fu Jingyou folded and folded the remaining red paper on which he had written couplets, tore off a long small square, dipped it in some water and pasted it on the brown sugar package, then led Lu Miao out together.
The Chinese New Year is of great significance. It is a festive day that only comes once a year. Even those in poor families will buy a bunch of firecrackers.
I have several relatives in my family. Once the firecrackers are hung, they are cut into several parts with scissors.
When you come to a house, you will get a portion.
The bustling firecrackers add a lively atmosphere to this festival.
Fu Jingyou took Lu Miao to He's house. Lu Miao, who in disguise belonged to the new daughter-in-law, kicked in the door of her husband's house during the first Spring Festival, and He Hongjin set off a whole bunch of firecrackers.
After the "crackling" sound, there was a burst of white smoke in the courtyard.
Minmin seemed so happy that she spread her hands and ran around in the yard.
Only Minjie was startled and quickly hugged Tian Guihua's thigh, shouting "Mother" and "Mother" with bubbles in his mouth.
Tian Guihua picked him up, followed Brother He and Brother He and nodded to Lu Miao, "Here we come!"
"Have a good New Year, have a good New Year! You will get rich in the coming year."
There are many people in the family. You say "Happy New Year" and I say "Happy New Year", which makes it very lively.
"Mom has been ready for a long time, waiting for you to come over and order some bread!"
Tian Guihua was afraid of bumping into Lu Miao, so she led her towards the kitchen.
In the main room, Brother He and Brother He each put their arms around Fu Jingyou's shoulders and said with a smile:
"Xiao Liu, your wife has a baby in her belly now. My two brothers don't want to wish you anything else. I wish you a big fat boy in the coming year!"
Fu Jingyou likes to hear this. However, he was not obsessed with the "big fat boy". He smiled and said:
"I It’s also good to look at girls. After they are born, they will look like their mothers, so the doorsteps of the house must be changed every year!”
“Haha, look at you, kid!” There were bursts of hearty laughter, the pots and stoves in the kitchen behind were steaming, and Tian Guihua and Lu Miao also got into each other.
"What did you give him money for? What does he know?"
Last night, she didn't come to the New Year's Eve dinner, and Lu Miao didn't give her any New Year's money. Today, when she came to pay New Year's greetings, she replaced the two pieces of one piece with two pieces of one piece. .
One for Minjie and Minmin.
Min Min held the piece in her hand, and Tian Guihua couldn't say anything. After all, she was just an aunt, not a biological mother.
But Tian Guihua refused to take Minjie’s share no matter what, and pushed to give it back to Lu Miao.
"Sister-in-law, what are you pulling at? I've landed on the ground, don't you want to give it back?"
Lu Miao held her stomach.
“According to our saying, those who are close to each other should give red envelopes to children when they see them for the first time. I didn’t give them to Minjie or Minmin the first time!”
“ Don't argue with me about this. I felt bad when I looked back. I thought it was because you disliked me and didn't want to move around. "
Tian Guihua was dumbfounded.
Once Lu Miao said this, how could she refuse?
Looking at Chen Guifen, Chen Guifen shook her head and said with a smile:
"Just keep what you give to the children. It is her heart... You don't know her, she has a bad temper. It's very good, if you don't accept it , I will definitely be angry when I go back."
Lu Miao pursed her lips, "Aunt, how can I be so stubborn?"
Chen Guifen smiled and said nothing, and her appetite was boiled. The buns were served to her.
Tian Guihua couldn't help but laugh, touched Minjie and Minmin's heads one after another, and said:
"Why don't you thank me, auntie?"
"Thank you, auntie!"< br>
"Auntie, porphyry..."
Minjie broke away from Tian Guihua's hand and didn't want any money. He turned it aside, raised his two small hands tremblingly and walked toward Lu Miao. Go that way.
Lu Miao was holding the bowl, fearing that it would burn him, so he quickly put the bowl aside.
“Ouch, what’s wrong, little coal ball?”
Lu Miao knelt down, held Minjie’s little face and rubbed it. (End of this chapter)