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The weather is getting drier and colder, and this year's snow seems to be very reserved. It rained once before, and then it never showed up again. It just stayed there, so cold that people didn't dare to leave the house. But outside it was freezing and snowy, but there were still half-grown boys with so much firepower that they had no place to spread. They were playing and running around wildly outside every day, singing songs that even people in the village could vaguely hear: "Nineteen Two Nine" Don't take action; 3949 walks up; 5969, watch the willows along the river; 79 River, Chapter 71: The fried noodles are fragrant, please be pink!! Open, the wild geese are coming; 99 plus 19, plowing Cows are everywhere…”
The Winter Solstice is approaching day by day, and every household has begun to get busy. At this time, there is a saying in the countryside that "the Winter Solstice is as big as the New Year." It can basically be said to be the most important festival besides the New Year. On this day, every household has to celebrate Ancestor, give cold clothes to your ancestors and burn paper money so that your relatives in the underworld can have a warm and prosperous New Year.
There is a more festive atmosphere in Hehua's house these days than in previous years. Although the income from the honey-pickled fruits has not yet been received, it still makes Fang's eyebrows more relaxed. Although the whole person is busy all day long, but looking at It seems as if he is several years younger.
Lotus leaned against the door frame of the room, thinking about his own little idea, but his eyes were focused on Fang who was playing paper money on the kang. The ginger-yellow straw paper sold in country shops has rough rough edges and is not punched with holes for money. It is cheaper than the iron coins that people use to stamp copper coins, so Fang's Every year I buy this kind of burning paper and go back to make money by myself. There is no need to make hollow patterns like in the shop. I just take the copper coins woven into a string with red rope and make gestures in rows. Chapter 71: The fried noodles are fragrant and please be pink! ! Even if it's money.
She raised her head several times and saw that although He Hua's eyes were staring at her, her mind had drifted to that forest for a long time. In the end, she couldn't help but raise her head and said: "He Hua, why are you so dazed? "
"Oh, it's nothing. I just saw that my mother is getting younger and better looking these days. They say people are in high spirits during happy events. My mother really agrees with this. When my father comes home on the winter solstice, he will not recognize him. She is my daughter-in-law." When He Hua heard the cry, she took her thoughts back and teased Fang.
Mrs. Fang heard that the first words she said were kind to her, but what she said later became more and more unreasonable. She spat at her out of thin air and said: "Little girl, she is only eight years old after the Chinese New Year. She talks nonsense and so on." thing."
Hehua knew that Mr. Fang was not upset, so he didn't take it seriously and said, "I just want to say a few words at home, and I won't say it in front of outsiders."
Because Mrs. Fang was in a good mood, she didn't bother to argue with her. She was working in her hands while mumbling: "This year is a double happiness. Tomorrow is the winter solstice on the 27th, and the 28th the day after tomorrow is a double day. The two families We have already found someone to calculate it, and it is a good day to get married, pray for blessings, enter a house, travel, and have children. The end of this year is the best day. At that time, our family will celebrate the Winter Solstice first, and then It’s your sister-in-law’s wedding day. People say it’s a happy year at the beginning of the year. Happy at the end of the year. Happy in the next year. With such a big happy event at the end of the year for our family, next year will definitely be prosperous.”
"Oh, my sister-in-law got married so early. If I miss her in the future, I have to go to Fangzhuangzi to see her." He Hua was very reluctant to let go of Mei Zi from the bottom of her heart. Several of her father's brothers and sisters, along with Mei Zi and Zhu Laosi spends the most time with each other, and they both love themselves very much. They have developed a deep friendship over more than two years. Although she calls Meizi her sister-in-law, Meizi is actually only a fifteen-year-old girl, much younger than her real age. So when she thinks that Meizi will get married in the future, just like the Fang family, In addition to taking care of the housework, I also have to have children and honor my mother-in-law, which makes me feel something indescribable.
"What a silly thing to say." Mrs. Fang felt that Hehua was acting a little strange. She raised her head and glanced at her and said, "What other nonsense are you thinking about in your little mind?"
He Hua snuggled up to the kang and hummed: "Mom, let's find my sister's in-laws in our village from now on. This way it will be convenient for us to meet our eldest sister. We all live in the same village, and our in-laws will not dare to bully her."
"How can you say these things accurately? It all depends on fate. Marriage in the world has the moon in the sky holding the red thread. Even if your sister marries in the village, you may marry far away. "It's over." Mrs. Fang raised her hand to rub Hehua's head. She was a little sad when she said it. They said raising a daughter is a waste of money, but when it comes to marrying a daughter, no matter how good the family is, the mother's heart is also It was so uncomfortable, no wonder it was the custom in some places to cry for marriage. When Mrs. Fang thought that in a few years her two flower-like daughters would have to marry into other families, she felt that all the joy she had just felt was gone. The pores disappeared, leaving only a body full of indescribable emotions, making my heart sour and miserable.
Seeing that she had aroused Fang's melancholy, He Hua hurriedly took the copper coins from her hand and said, "Mom, I have discovered a new method of making candies. Let's try it. If it tastes delicious, Then let dad take it to the city to see if it can be sold."
Hearing this, Mrs. Fang stopped what she was doing and got off the kang to put on her shoes and said, "Hehua, you should start learning needlework at your age now. You can't always think about how to make money. Although our family is not well off, we are not yet rich." As for being unable to open the pot, just let your father and mother-in-law worry about this."
He Hua curled her lips in her heart. It’s no wonder that the family is always not prosperous. Most people have the same thoughts as Fang. As long as they have food and clothing, they feel very satisfied and will not work hard to pursue a better quality of life. But it's no wonder. Our ancestors have been farming in the countryside for generations, and their thinking has long been limited to this land, and it's not something that can be changed in a short while.
"Oh, it's just a candy. Why do you have to give so many lectures? You just think I'm a greedy person, right?" Hehua pulled Fang out and she thought about two things to eat. One is fried noodles and the other is walnut and sesame halva. After all, the conditions at home are limited, and the exquisite food cannot be compared to the stores in other cities, and the cost is extremely high, so she tries to find something that can obtain raw materials directly from the mountains, and make something simple that is not available at the moment. , but just to give people something fresh to eat.
She was most impressed by the fried noodles. The smooth and sweet texture of her childhood is still fresh in her memory. There is no white flour at home, so she can only use thin millet noodles. Nowadays, cattle are not allowed to be slaughtered and the cows cannot be eaten. For oil, I had to use lard instead. Suddenly the two main ingredients were substituted. Lotus was a little unsure, so I could only carefully fill up two bowls of sorghum noodles, thinking that if I really make it If it doesn't taste good, then you have no choice but to accept it as unlucky and don't waste it.
The making of this thing is actually very simple. The most important thing is to control the heat. First clean the pot, set up a fire to evaporate all the water vapor, then reduce the stove pit to a low fire, pour in the millet noodles and stir-fry until it is done. When the aroma of cooked noodles begins to emit, take out the pot, spread it flat on the board and roll it thin, use a rolling pin to roll it out several times, and break up all the small dough lumps inside. At this time, scoop out a spoonful of lard and throw it in Let the noodles melt in the pot, then put the noodles back into the pot and stir-fry. While frying, break up the lumps of noodles until the oil and noodles are evenly fried. Then take the pot out of the pot and spread it out on the board again, and stir-fry again. Roll it out once, let it cool, then mix in sugar, fried pecan kernels, melon seeds, and a handful of cooked sesame seeds, and you're done.
Looking at the small pot of oil-fried noodles, Hehua sniffed. Although the noodles were used, the purely natural, pollution-free and pesticide-free grain itself exuded the aroma of grain. After frying, it was added It was mixed with lard, walnuts, sesame seeds, etc., and even before it was rinsed, it was already exuding a sweet smell. Even Shuan Zi couldn't stay in the room, and kept calling out the few words he knew how to say. .
Ms. Fang also thought the taste was very good. She pinched a little and tasted it and it was fragrant. However, she couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Is this how you eat it? Will it be too dry and make you choke?"
"Oh, of course you don't eat it dry like this." Hehua took a small bowl and filled half a bowl of fried noodles with oil. He took the boiling water to the stove and poured it in. Then he quickly stirred it evenly with a spoon until the noodles were cooked with oil. The aroma is fully stimulated. She stirred it and blew it to make it less scalding. She put a spoonful into Fang's mouth and asked, "Does it taste good?"
Fang's eyes lit up, and he tasted it carefully and said, "It's fragrant, sweet, and soft. It's very suitable for the elderly and children."
One by one, the lotus flowers were brought to Jasmine and Bonin to taste. He also took half a spoonful and smacked the taste. The rest was carefully fed to Shuanzi, who was so happy that he kept pounced on the lotus flowers. , even if Jasmine asked him to come over, she was so angry that she slapped his little butt twice and said: "You little heartless person, just look for whoever has good food, don't bother me again in the future. "
Hehua put the bowl aside, hugged Shuanzi and grabbed his little finger, pointing at Jasmine and said: "Eldest sister is jealous and petty. She is jealous of us eating delicious food."
Jasmine came over and took Shuanzi away, gave Lotus a white look and scolded: "You don't know how to teach children good words?"
Shuanzi waved his hands and kept shouting: "jealousy, jealousy"
Mrs. Fang divided the remaining fried noodles into two portions and said: "Take one portion for your grandma, aunt and brother Liu to try, and let your father take the remaining portion to the city to see if anyone likes it. Eat it. If anyone wants to buy it, we will fry it and sell it." After wrapping them both in oil paper, they remembered to ask, "What is this thing called?"
"It's called fried noodles," Hehua came out and picked up the oil paper bag and said, "I'll deliver it to grandma, and I'll go for a walk on the way."
After the lotus flowers were out of the house, Fang smacked the name and said, "Fried noodles, aren't they just fried noodles with oil? It's really a suitable name."
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