, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Your grandma will be in charge of the house then. During the Dragon Boat Festival, the whole family will make rice dumplings based on heads."
While Mrs. Sun was wrapping things up, she and Yang Ruoqing were reminiscing about the past.
"Two for each of the men, one for each of the women, and one for each of the children under ten years old..."
"The stuffing is all red bean and mung bean stuffing, and one year it was stuffed with bacon. You guys are so happy..."
Sun smiled and shook her head as she spoke.
"Mom, when I turned ten, did I get one?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.
Sun was stunned for a moment, then sighed.
"Your grandma said you are a fool. Even if you are over ten years old, you can only be considered half a person..."
"Well……"
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
It’s the mind that’s stupid, not the appetite, right?
Hey, the old lady was really shrewd in calculating the accounts back then!
"It's better to separate the families!" Yang Ruoqing said.
His eyes swept across the array of stuffings in front of him, including red beans, mung beans, red dates and peanuts.
Bacon, duck egg yolk...
There is everything you need, a dazzling array of items.
"Let's have a good Dragon Boat Festival today and eat all the rice dumplings that we didn't have enough fun with before!"
Yang Ruoqing said.
Mrs. Sun nodded: "Okay, it's just a pity that Tang Yazi is not here..."
The smile on Yang Ruoqing's face froze.
Then he suppressed the emotion in his heart and comforted Mrs. Sun: "He is going to do big things. Let's live our lives well and wait until he comes back."
Sun nodded: "Yes, Qing'er is right, let's make rice dumplings!"
When the first batch of rice dumplings came out of the pot, Yang Ruoqing brought in the dustpan.
Pick up the hot rice dumplings into the dustpan.
At this time, Mrs. Sun suddenly said to the kitchen door: "Hey, aren't these He'er and Ju'er? Come in and eat rice dumplings!"
When Yang Ruoqing turned around, Mrs. Sun had already led her two cousins into the kitchen, one by one.
Then, Mrs. Sun took two rice dumplings from the dustpan and gave them to them.
"Hold the silk thread and don't burn it." Mrs. Sun warned again.
Two cousins were holding rice dumplings and standing by the pot.
Still looking longingly at the dustpan in Yang Ruoqing's hand.
Yang Ruoqing was startled.
Looking at it like this, do you still want it?
"Why, your mother didn't make rice dumplings?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
The older He'er shook his head: "Mom didn't have a bag, so she went out to play with the three girls."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
He took two more rice dumplings and handed them to them: "Take them and eat them. They are stuffed with eight treasures."
The two cousins had happy expressions on their faces.
Ju'er pulled He'er's sleeve: "Sister, shall we go back?"
He'er stayed where he was, looking like he didn't want to leave.
Seeing this, Mrs. Sun thought it was He'er who still wanted it, and was about to give two more to their sisters.
He'er shook his head: "Third Mom, don't give it to me. We have small stomachs and can't eat so much."
Sun smiled.
Yang Ruoqing also smiled.
These two cousins were both shy and well-behaved, nothing like their parents.
"Then why are you two looking like this? Is there something wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
The older He'er hesitated to speak.
Ju'er, who was younger, blurted out: "We don't dare to go back. If we go back, the rice dumplings will be gone."
"ah?"
Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
He'er and Ju'er then told Yang Huaming's order.
After hearing this, Mrs. Sun was surprised.
"Is there such a father in the world?" The woman shook her head, looking surprised.
Yang Ruoqing was not too surprised.
There are so many weird parents in this world.
Many lazy parents use their children to deceive others' sympathy and satisfy their own needs.
"You two can sit here and eat these four rice dumplings." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.
"Wait a moment for your father's share. After you finish eating, I will let you take it back to honor him."
He'er and Ju'er both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.
"Thank you, sister Qing'er."
The two sisters happily sat at the door of the stove and ate rice dumplings with relish.
Here, Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.
Aren’t my daughters always very angry when they hear things like this?
Why did you agree to it now?
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun and said, "It's the festival. I'm happy. It's just two rice dumplings. It's okay!"
Sun was relieved after hearing this.
He turned around and went to work in the next room.
Here, Yang Ruoqing quietly took out a handful of powder from under the cupboard.
This powder is croton powder.
Many people in the countryside have them.
Why?
Because many people's lives are tight, there is not enough oil and water in the dishes.
I often suffer from constipation after eating bran-pharyngeal vegetables and multigrain rice.
Seriously, I couldn’t pull it off for three to five days.
At this time, eat some croton powder, catalyze it, and you can pull it out...
Didn’t Yang Huaming want to trick the rice dumplings into eating?
Okay, sister, I’ll make it happen for you.
Let you have a delicious rice dumpling meal...
He'erju'er finished eating the four rice dumplings in her hands.
Both sisters burped and stood up, stroking their round bellies.
"Sister Qing'er, we have been out for a long time. If we don't go back, my father will beat us..."
He'er looked at Yang Ruoqing and said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly, "Okay, these two rice dumplings are stuffed with bacon. Take them back to your father to eat."
"Thank you, sister Qing'er."
The two sisters took the rice dumplings and jumped away.
In a four-bedroom house in the front yard.
Yang Huaming was lying on the bed and sleeping.
Several kitchens were all making rice dumplings, and the fragrance wafted into his house.
In his dream, he dreamed of a large table of rice dumplings.
Just when he was so excited that he was about to rush over and eat like crazy, the door of the house creaked and was pushed open.
The sweet dream was awakened in an instant.
Yang Huaming opened his eyes and saw an old patched and dusty cloth tent!
Yang Ruoming was annoyed and got up from the bed.
Just when he was about to get angry, He'er had already raised two hot rice dumplings in front of him.
"Dad, let's eat some rice dumplings. They are freshly baked rice dumplings with bacon fillings!"
He'er said excitedly.
Yang Huaming saw two bulging diamond-shaped rice dumplings in front of him. There was still a layer of water droplets on the outside of the yellow and green rice dumpling leaves.
At first glance, it looks like it has just been cooked.
"Who gave it to you? Was it stolen or robbed?"
Yang Huaming asked, reaching out and pulling it over.
He'er said: "Sister Qing'er gave it to us."
"Ah? Did she really give it?" Yang Huaming asked.
"Um!"
Yang Huaming didn't ask any more questions. The scent was so tantalizing that his mouth was almost drooling.
He couldn't wait to pull up the silk thread outside the rice dumpling.
Seeing his two girls still standing in front of him, he waved his hand impatiently: "Go out and play!"
Ju'er licked the corner of her mouth and looked at the meat dumpling.
What she ate just now was sweet and Babao.
This meat dumpling is so delicious.
Yang Huaming saw Ju'er's eyes and frowned.
"I am your father and I am the backbone of the family. You have to stick to me for these rice dumplings. You will have plenty of opportunities to eat them when you grow up. Come out quickly!"
