boom!
Xia Shanshan had already slammed the door. Xia Qianqian was so angry that her face turned blue. She quickly picked up the clothes, dusted them off, folded them carefully, and put them back in the closet.
The room was a mess, and she also had to mend the belt of her skirt that was torn by Xia Shanshan, otherwise she would have nothing to wear for the sacrifice tomorrow.
"How despicable." Xia Qianqian found the needle and thread, but she had no idea how to fix the skirt that was broken into two pieces - she didn't know how to do needlework.
I had no choice but to go out and find someone to repair it.
Xia Qianqian went out with the clothes and went to ask Liu Zhenzhen for help.
Liu Zhenzhen lived next door and agreed immediately when she heard her request. As they were talking, Li Cui opened the door and came out.
Li Cui was dressed particularly brightly today. She laughed and said, "Mending a skirt? How ridiculous! Yangliu Village is really too poor to bear. If I were you, I would go out and buy a new one right away!"
Xia Qianqian was in a bad mood. She glared at Li Cui but didn't argue with her.
Li Cui refused to give in: "Xia Qianqian, I heard the quarrel between you and Xia Shanshan. It turns out that it was you who caused Han Yuqing to fall."
"Shut up, that was Xia Shanshan's doing, it has nothing to do with me. Besides, I've already taken her to Han Yuqing to apologize. Miss Han is magnanimous and doesn't bother with her, so naturally it's not your turn to say anything." Xia Qianqian's pretty face sank, and she suddenly changed the subject, "Do you know why Xia Shanshan is afraid of me?"
Li Cui shuddered inexplicably: "Because you are the eldest sister."
"No, because I am invincible in Yangliu Village. No matter young or old, male or female!" Xia Qianqian twisted her neck and deliberately made her joints crack.
Li Cui quickly took a few steps back and stared at Xia Qianqian vigilantly.
Liu Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled, pulling Xia Qianqian into the house: "Come in, I'll help you mend it, my needlework is very good..."
"Uh-huh!"
Li Cui stamped her feet angrily. She remembered it! Yangliu Village Xia Qianqian!
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The next day, Winter Solstice
On this day every year, every household makes dumplings to honor their ancestors. Those who can afford it make meat dumplings, while those who don't make vegetable dumplings. Mobile vendors also become active, selling meat and tofu from village to village.
Qin was particularly pious during the winter festival. She would get up early in the morning to burn incense, wash her hands, and prepare dumpling fillings.
She has always been frugal, but today she went to the village entrance to buy half a pound of pork.
Xia Yunyun was envious: "Mom, are we really going to have meat dumplings today?"
"Yes! We'll prepare dumplings for the ancestor worship in the morning, and we'll eat together when your elder sister comes back." Qin said gently. Although her eyesight is not good, she is very good at making dumplings. Mixing the dough, rolling the dough... After a while, she rolled out a small pile of round dumpling skins.
Xia Qianqian sat aside and watched Qin make dumplings, full of admiration: "Mom, you are so good!"
"I learned this skill since I was a child." Qin said with a smile, and was stunned for a moment. Since childhood
"Mom, when I grow up, you will teach me how to make dumplings!"
Qin nodded in a daze. Another voice seemed to ring in her ears. It was also a soft and tender childish voice, but it was clearly a boy saying, "Sister, when I grow up, you also teach me how to make dumplings!"
Who is it? Who is calling her sister? Who wants to learn how to make dumplings
She tried hard to think, but she couldn't remember anything and instead had a splitting headache.
"Oh, my head—"
The rolling pin in Qin's hand fell to the ground with a bang. She held her head with both hands and squatted down in pain.
Xia Yunyun was frightened and quickly jumped down from the small stool: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
(End of this chapter)