Nine cents is needed to buy thirty dumplings. There are five grandchildren in the family, so each child can only eat six dumplings.
I guess it’s not enough to eat, and adults can’t eat it, let alone children.
Why not add another ten cents, go to the Sun family's meat shed, cut a pound of pork belly, add some onions and cabbage, and adjust the stuffing yourself.
If you have ready-made wheat flour at home, scoop out a scoop and knead it into dumpling wrappers, and the whole family can have a hot meal of dumplings.
If you feel that steamed dumplings or boiled dumplings are not enough, then go a little extravagant and put some oil in the pot and make fried dumplings instead. When they are out of the pot, pour some thickening sauce on them to make a layer of brown shell form on the bottom of the fried dumplings. .
When it's done, sprinkle a handful of black sesame seeds and chive foam, and it's all done together, right?
Even if the taste is not as good as Baimeizhai’s fried dumplings, it’s still pretty much the same, and at least the whole family can have a bite.
Unlike here, I spent half a catty of meat to buy thirty fried dumplings, which were not even big in size. Oh, it hurt my throat!
Po Wen was thinking about the next round of making dumplings at home, but Yang Ruoqing was thinking about something else.
Then she turned the carriage around and headed in the other direction. This move shocked Po Wen.
"Qing'er, what are you doing? Shouldn't you go straight back to the village?"
"I left something at Tianxiang Tower. I'll go back and get it."
Po Wen didn’t have much to say.
Arriving at the entrance of the alley in the backyard of Tianxiang Building, Yang Ruoqing stopped the carriage and asked Po Wen to wait in the car, while she entered the backyard of the restaurant through the back door...
Soon she came out with two oil paper bags in her hand.
"Come on, auntie, I got two of the roast ducks that were just baked, and I'll give you one to take back as a gift for the children."
The warm and fragrant oil-paper bag filled with roast duck was stuffed into her hand. Po Wen was so happy that she kept thanking Yang Ruoqing and accepted it happily.
The little ones at home are really enjoying themselves tonight!
As for Yang Ruoqing, she has already left a message here. Someone will go to Baimeizhai to keep an eye on them later to see if Yang Yongxian and Dabai will do something bad again if they get together.
The carriage passed by the street in front of Baimeizhai again, and Yang Ruoqing found that the lights in the room on the second floor that were previously lit were extinguished again.
The several mule carts loaded with goods that Yang Yongxian parked at the door were also gone.
Being sneaky will always lead to nothing but dog meat.
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We returned to Changping Village without further delay.
Wenpo originally wanted to experience the fun of riding a carriage, but after a while, she dozed off in the warm and comfortable carriage compartment.
When she opened her eyes again, the carriage had entered the village and stopped under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village. She got off the carriage and walked a few steps to the left, which was the entrance to her yard.
"So fast? I just felt like I had just closed my eyes." Po Wen yawned and got out of the car.
"Go home and have a good rest. You worked hard last night." Yang Ruoqing said.
Wenpo said: "Qing'er, what you said makes people feel warm in their hearts. Unlike that Yang Yongqing, who is not stingy, now I asked him to take me back and even charged me ten cents. The fare, tell me, is this what people say? I don’t even think about why I went to town? It’s such a cold day!”
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "My little cousin is joking with you, aunt, please don't get involved."
After talking to Po Wen and watching her enter her courtyard, Yang Ruoqing turned around and drove the carriage back to her home.
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"Mom, has Xiaohai eaten?"
"Mom, I won't eat the dumplings. I'll give them to Xiao Hai."
"Mom, let Xiaohai eat the roast duck legs too. Neither my brother nor I will eat them."
"mother……"
Ever since Xiaohai came back from the capital, the two little guys, Tuan Tuan Yuan and Yuan Yuan, almost ate and drank with Xiaohai in mind.
Obviously she still needs someone to take care of her, but she still wants to leave all her share to Xiaohai.
Regardless of whether it’s something to eat or drink, you still have to ask Xiaohai if he has it?
This really makes the adults in the family dumbfounded.
Neither is it happy, nor is it unhappy.
Fortunately, these two children are kind-hearted and love small animals.
If you guide this good breed well, you will be able to become a person with three righteous views when you grow up.
They were unhappy because the two of them were still too young and ignorant. They wanted to give Xiao Hai everything to eat, but they didn't know that some things were not suitable for Xiao Hai to eat.
Not to mention feeding secretly, otherwise, Xiaohai will be harmed.
Therefore, Yang Ruoqing needed to talk to them carefully.
But they definitely don't understand those big principles now, so Yang Ruoqing must think of a relevant story to tell them, so that when they listen to the story, they understand that they can't feed them according to their temper.
"Once upon a time, there was a child who loved all kinds of beautiful little goldfish. Later, his parents bought several little goldfish and kept them in a small fish tank at home."
"The child secretly throws his own snacks and rice balls into the fish tank every day."
"Mom, did the little goldfish eat happily?" Tuantuan's eyes were bright, he listened attentively, and he asked questions very professionally.
Tuantuan's eyes were darting around, and he was probably thinking about getting rice balls for Xiaohai to eat!
Then, I heard Yang Ruoqing say: "As a result, within a few days, that little goldfish died!"
"Ah? Why did you die?"
Tuantuan was a little in disbelief, her eyes widened.
Yuanyuan also looked incredulous.
Apparently the two little guys gradually came to have their own concepts about death.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Because the things little goldfish eat are different from us humans. There are some things they cannot eat, and they will die if they eat them."
"Also, if you don't eat too much of some edible things, you will die."
"The little goldfish is like that, and the little sea is like that."
"So, from now on, you two can't sneak to the bamboo forest to feed Xiao Hai, do you understand?"
The two little guys nodded together, like chickens pecking at rice.
Yang Ruoqing touched their little heads again. They were two kind and obedient children who could communicate.
Sun and Wang Cuilian on the side saw this scene in front of their eyes and were secretly happy.
Wang Cuilian put the dinner on the table and said to everyone: "It's almost time to start dinner."
Mrs. Sun followed behind, smiling and holding a basin of hot water in her hand.
Yang Ruoqing then held a little guy by the hand and said, "Let's go, Mom will take you to wash your hands. After washing your hands, we can have a good meal."
Sitting at the dinner table, the two little guys saw the fried dumplings and roast duck. Yuanyuan subconsciously pointed to the duck legs and said, "Give it to Xiao Hai."
The expressions of everyone else at the table changed.
Didn't it make sense through leverage? Why did you just turn your back and forget about it?
At this time, Tuantuan raised her little hand and pressed Yuanyuan's little arm back, and warned Yuanyuan with a serious face: "No, that will kill Xiaohai."
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