Not only does he make clothes for everyone during the holidays, but he also knows how to make clothes for weddings and weddings, and has a pair of skillful hands.
There are many families in Shiliba Village who would send their children to be apprentices or repairmen, so Tailor Li was a man of both virtue and skill, and he was not too young, probably a few years older than Yang Huazhong.
Regarding this matter, that's settled for now.
Everyone dispersed and went about their own business.
When Yang Ruoqing returned home, not only Luo Baobao came back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Hongxiu also came back.
This made Wang Cuilian so happy that she called Blacksmith Luo, and the old couple were busy preparing various kinds of food for the festival.
Luo Baobao and Hongxiu each took a child to play in the yard. The old couple were busy cooking in the front and backyard, killing chickens, fish, and catching shrimps...
Seeing this, Baobao Luo couldn't help but say to Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, it's not even the Mid-Autumn Festival yet, and my grandparents have already started organizing."
Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "As long as you are at home, no matter which day the festival is celebrated, my mother will make mooncakes for you later!"
Luo Baobao's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay, okay, I ate a piece of Ga Gong's mooncake earlier. Although it is a high-end mooncake bought from a snack shop in the county town, I always felt it was a bit sweet."
Yang Ruoqing touched Luo Baobao's hair: "Don't worry, the mooncakes made by my mother will not be too sweet."
The reason why the mooncakes sold outside are greasy is because lard is mixed into the dough when kneading it.
You can choose the handmade mooncakes made at home. Take Yang Ruoqing for example. She is similar to Luo Baobao in that she likes mooncakes with a lighter taste.
"What stuff do you want to eat?" Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Baobao again.
Luo Baobao thought for a while: "I want to eat fruit fillings, um, I also want to eat salted egg yolk fillings."
"The chestnut and red bean paste is also good." Hongxiu, who was hugging her arms and legs, couldn't help but chime in.
Luo Baobao nodded vigorously: "Yes, everything is fine!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said to them both: "No problem, as long as you take care of the children, leave the rest to me!"
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When the time came next, Yang Ruoqing put on her apron, washed her hands, and devoted herself to the work of making mooncakes. She was so busy that she was in full swing!
Fragrances of fragrance wafted out of the kitchen, and a row of mooncake molds were placed on the shelf at the door of the kitchen.
These molds are carved out of wood in advance and contain various patterns and auspicious words.
When the mooncakes are finished, they can be directly put into these molds to shape them. When the time comes, they will be ready-made mooncakes.
After working for more than two hours, Yang Ruoqing finally came out of the kitchen.
She was holding a big tray in her hand. On the tray, freshly baked mooncakes were neatly placed.
She brought the mooncakes to the main room, and immediately, the whole family gathered around and admired the mooncakes.
"Mom, can you really make mooncakes? You are so awesome!"
Baby Luo couldn't wait to pick up a fruit-filled mooncake and took a bite, shouting excitedly.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I learned this from your grandma, and your grandma can do it too!"
Baby Luo nodded while eating.
Yuanyuan, who was standing on the ground next to her, raised her head, and the crumbs that her sister accidentally dropped from eating mooncakes just hit him in the face.
Yuanyuan reached out to grab the dregs and stuffed it into her mouth.
Then, the little guy's eyes also lit up.
"Eat, want to eat!"
He stood on tiptoes, hugged his sister's legs, and tried to reach her body.
Luo Baobao quickly pinched half of it and handed it to his brother Yuanyuan, "Come on, slow down, don't choke."
On the other side, Hongxiu had already pinched a small piece and distributed it to Tuantuan.
Yang Ruoqing picked up two pieces and handed them to Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian: "Uncle, aunt, come, have a piece of moon cake and rest."
The old couple took the mooncakes and stuffed them into their mouths happily, with smiles in their eyes and sweetness in their hearts.
"It would be great if Tang Yazi, Zhi'er and Chen'er were all at home. It would be a real reunion!"
Blacksmith Luo's words made Wang Cuilian lose her smile and the mooncake in her hand lost its taste.
"Hey, I don't care about Niantang Yazi. I know he is an adult and can take care of himself."
"I'm also worried about Zhi'er. He also has a brother and sister, and now he has Xiao Qiao as his fiancée."
"What I miss the most is my Chen'er. This child...hey, he is struggling outside by himself."
Beside him, Luo Baobao also frowned slightly and said, "On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, brother Chen'er specially asked the escort agency to bring me Mid-Autumn Festival gifts, but he himself rarely had time to come back. I almost forgot about my brother. What does it look like?"
Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on Luo Baobao and told her seriously: "No matter how far we go or how long we haven't seen each other, you brothers and sisters will never forget each other's appearance."
"Because you are twins, just like you are reunited, the twins are connected!"
Luo Baobao tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked a question that no one could answer.
"You said that we are brothers and sisters. My brother and I are twins, and Tuan Yuanyuan is a twin. Does that mean that my brother and I are closer, and Tuan Tuan and Yuanyuan are closer?"
Everyone looked at each other, stunned by Luo Baobao's question.
After a while, Yang Ruoqing gently pinched Baby Luo's nose.
"You silly girl, that's what you said."
"The four of you are all melons on a vine."
"The only difference is that you and your brother happen to be together, and Tuantuan and Yuanyuan are also close to each other."
"But in essence, the four of you are all the same relatives, and you are all melons on my vine!"
Everyone else nodded, praising Yang Ruoqing's words and vivid images.
However, Luo Baobao's next question came again.
"So, mother, you are the vine, where is my father? Who is my father?"
This time, Yang Ruoqing herself was stunned by Luo Baobao's question.
Fortunately, Wang Cuilian next to her opened her mind. She smiled and said, "Your father is soil. Without soil, vines cannot grow. Without soil, no matter how good a vine is, it cannot produce melons!"
The better the soil, the better what you grow!
"Hahaha, grandma's explanation is the most straightforward, I like it!"
Luo Baobao smiled until his eyes formed two crescent moons.
Tuantuan and Yuanyuan didn't know what their sister was laughing about, but when they saw their sister smiling so happily, they actually started giggling too.
Everyone was immediately amused.
While chatting and laughing, they tasted the mooncakes. When they were done, Yang Ruoqing brought some pieces of oil paper that had been prepared in advance.
Pick one mooncake of each flavor and wrap it in oil paper. Each stack of oil paper bags contains six mooncakes, each one as big as an adult's palm.
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