"That's all for this time, we are not allowed to perform such a grand ceremony again," Zhong Mingwei said. At the same time, he also walked towards Grandma Chen, bowed to Grandma Chen, and said with a smile. "Grandma Chen, we have a lot of people here today. It is bound to be a waste of money. I'm afraid it will eat up your and Mr. Chen's family fortune."
"It can't be empty! It can't be empty! The old woman has been preparing for it since years ago, and the kitchen is almost full, let alone. Even if it is empty, the old woman is happy," Grandma Chen waved her hands in a hurry. At the same time, he reached out and brushed the snow off Zhong Mingwei's sleeve. At the same time, he was too busy to say hello, "Don't stand at the door, hurry up and sit inside. It's warm inside."
At that moment, everyone entered the small courtyard. Pang Yi unloaded two large baskets from the carriage. As soon as Chen Qingxuan saw it, he immediately felt uncomfortable: "Why did you bring something here again? Could it be that you are really afraid that our house will be eaten up?"
"Don't worry. It's not something great," Pang Yi smiled mysteriously at Chen Qingxuan. While lifting the red cloth covering his head, he waved to Chen Qingxuan, "Come and see if you don't believe me."
"This is..." Chen Qingxuan leaned over to take a look. Immediately, I was stunned, "Why do you buy so many Ertijiao and marlezi?"
"Master and Madam have never fired a gun before, and this year I want to have a good time." Pang Yi explained, carrying a big basket and walking towards the small courtyard, and Chen Qingxuan naturally carried the rest.
Chen Qingxuan weighed the weight in his hand, hesitant to speak on his face.
If so many ertijiao and marlezi were to be placed at once, the chickens, ducks, cats and dogs in the village would not be able to live safely during the Chinese New Year.
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The men are playing chess and drinking tea in the room, while the women are all busy in the kitchen. In fact, there is nothing to be busy. Grandma Chen has already prepared the big dishes. Now they are just getting together to make dumplings and mix them together A few cold dishes or something.
"Sister An, your dumplings look much better than before." Meiya watched Xiao An make a decent dumpling, and immediately widened her eyes, "Sister An, you usually practice secretly at home, don't you?" ?”
Xiao An put the dumplings on the tray, and said a little embarrassedly: "No way, who made Pang Yi love dumplings?"
"Hey, don't let Pang Yi hear this, or he'll get a little nervous again," Meiya said, taking a dumpling wrapper from Grandma Chen, "Grandma Chen, roll the dumpling wrapper It’s so nice, round and well-proportioned, I don’t even know how to roll it with one hand, no matter how hard I practice.”
"Then don't practice," Grandma Chen looked at Meiya and said with a smile, "Clever wives are exhausted, but stupid daughters-in-law are blessed."
"Hey, Grandma Chen is right," Meiya was taken aback, then nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and said to Xiao An, "Sister An, did you hear that? You just learn how to make dumplings, by the way." Don’t learn it, if you learn it all, Pang Yi will definitely not do anything, and you will still be exhausted by then.”
"Really, I found out that since he got married, he has become more and more lazy," Xiao An complained, "When I was alone before, which one didn't I do by myself? Now it's all right, I can stretch out my clothes and open my mouth Yes, just like an old man."
"Isn't that what you're used to? Do you still dare to pretend to be a master if you put your face on it?" Meiya smiled and said, while putting the wrapped dumplings on the tray, she looked at Xiao An's with a sly look. Both eyes were full of cunning, "Sister An, why don't we all act as aunts today? After eating and drinking later, let the men wash and clean, and let's play cards and drink tea in the house?"
"That's a good idea." Xiao An nodded hastily.