Ask him what he is doing.
Wei Zhiqian sent her a trunk of fireworks.
Although firecrackers are prohibited in City B, some small fireworks can still be set off.
"I just went to buy these." Wei Zhiqian said, "What are you doing at home?"
The two cannot meet each other, and they both feel very uncomfortable with each other.
Wei Zhiqian can only take the initiative to take the job and do more things so that he can think less about talking about it.
Tan Mo had just finished washing his hands and ran to the kitchen with his cell phone.
Dumplings are sorted.
Put the normal fillings together.
She packed all kinds of well-intentioned stuffing and put them together.
In addition, the shapes of her dumplings are different, so it is easy to find the dumplings she made.
Not to mention the fillings inside, at least on the surface, her dumplings are white and plump, beautiful and very bluffing.
Tan Mo put the dumplings she made in the palm of her hand, took a photo and sent it to Wei Zhiqian.
Wei Zhiqian saw the photo. The dumpling skin was thin and white, and the belly was white and plump. It looked really pleasing to the eye.
There is a braid-like lace on the edge of the dumpling wrapper.
Tan Mo didn’t say what the filling was inside.
Wei Zhiqian really thought it looked pretty when he saw it.
He didn't even know that Tan Mo could make dumplings.
Because every New Year's Eve, Wei Zhiqian couldn't spend it with Tan Mo.
Wei Zhiqian felt that it must be because of this that he didn't know that Tan Mo could make dumplings.
In fact, it's not that Wei Zhiqian didn't pay enough attention to Tan Mo.
But Tan Mo only joined the ranks of making dumplings two years ago.
Previously, Xu Mingzhen wouldn't let her do anything because of her young age.
Two years ago, Tan Mo couldn't be idle no matter what.
The whole family is busy, but she is alone, how uncomfortable it is.
Xu Mingzhen then asked her to make dumplings.
Thinking about making dumplings, Tan Mo just makes them.
Tan Wenci is responsible for rolling the dumpling wrappers.
Although you can buy it ready-made.
But the ready-made dumpling skins have starch added in them, not pure flour.
The taste is definitely different from that made with pure flour.
Dumplings are indispensable for some important festivals in the north.
In addition to eating dumplings during the Spring Festival, dumplings are also eaten at the beginning of winter, and during the winter solstice.
Usually, Aunt Guo makes the dumplings by herself.
It’s just the Spring Festival, and the family must have a New Year atmosphere.
Now that the flavor of the New Year is getting less and less year by year, we can only try to keep a little bit of the flavor of the New Year at home.
So during the Spring Festival, the whole family got active.
Xu Mingzhen felt that Tan Mo’s inability to make dumplings might have been inherited from Tan Wenci.
Because I can’t learn how to talk about diction.
So I had to let him do the job of rolling out dumpling wrappers.
And Tan Mo sat aside, thinking.
There is no need for her to wrap it up quickly or well, just a sense of participation is enough.
Tan Mo didn't expect that he was so bad at making dumplings.
Naturally, he refused to tell Wei Zhiqian such an embarrassing thing.
So Wei Zhiqian still doesn't know that Tan Mo can't make dumplings.
Just looking at the photos, Dangtanmo did a good job.
He even wanted to try the dumplings made by Tan Mo himself.
In the evening, the Tan family also set off some fireworks in their yard.
Then the three brothers took Tanmo and Sipai to eat chicken.
Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen were bored watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Aunt Guo finished her work in the afternoon and went home to celebrate the New Year.
Tan Mo and the four of them started playing games and no longer felt sleepy.
Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen heard the voices of four siblings.
Tan Mo: "There is someone on the top of the hill in direction 80."
Tan Jinqi: "I saw it."
After talking about it: "Do you want to rush?"
Tan Jinyi said: "There are three people on the top of the mountain who can charge."
Tan Mo: "Let's go, let's get rich instantly!"
Xu Mingzhen smiled and listened to the sound of their lively games, and the boring but lively sounds of the Spring Festival Gala were also mixed in his ears.
Xu Mingzhen saw that it was almost time, so she got up and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.
Just as the clock rang past 0 o'clock on the TV, the dumplings were cooked.
Xu Mingzhen put the dumplings on the plate.
Tan Wenci brought out plates of dumplings.
The four of them, Tan Mo, quit the game.
Xu Mingzhen brought out the last plate of dumplings and said, "I mixed the dumplings made by Mo Mo and cooked them together. Let's see who is lucky enough to eat the dumplings made by Mo Mo."
When the three Tan brothers heard this, they were all eager to give it a try.
Xu Mingzhen reminded, "The dumplings made by Mo Mo Bao look different from other dumplings. You can tell them without eating the fillings inside. However, you can't go out of your way to dig through the plate just to eat the dumplings made by Mo Mo Bao." Look for it. Let’s see who gets lucky. There’s no point in going out of your way to find it.”
Tan Wenci first brought a plate to himself.
The three Tanjinqi brothers also each picked a plate, eager to take it.
Tan Wenci said with a smile: "I still remember that when I was a child, I used to wrap coins in dumplings. I made a lot of dumplings, and then I made eight dumplings with coins at random. When I made eight dumplings, I also used to make them. It means. Then the whole family eats dumplings together. Whoever eats the coins and eats more will get rich this year."
"But later I felt that the coins were dirty, so I stopped doing it." Speaking of which, I still feel a little regretful about the words.
He is an only child and has no brothers or sisters.
When I was a kid, I could go to my grandparents’ house during the Chinese New Year.
Together with the uncle's family, the whole family was lively.
My grandparents passed away, and without the elders in the family as a link, I lost contact with my uncle's family.
Later, when Tan Jinqi was three years old, his parents also passed away.
It turned out that before Tan Jinsheng was born, during the Chinese New Year, he, Xu Mingzhen and Tan Jinqi were the only ones at home.
Not very lively.
But things are getting better now, and there are many children at home.
The Chinese New Year can also be lively.
Xu Mingzhen thought that she had nothing to do with Tan Wenci.
Talking about Wenci, my parents-in-law left early.
And on her side, Mrs. Xu is a loser.
At first, I broke up with Mrs. Xu and took turns with the Yuan family to provide living expenses for the elderly.
In the first few years, although she didn't let Tan Wenci and the children suffer, she still went to see Mrs. Xu herself.
Later, Mrs. Xu became more and more out of tune.
Even she was too lazy to go.
You might as well just live in your own little home.
Xu Mingzhen put away her thoughts and said with a smile: "Although we don't wrap coins now, these dumplings made by Mo Mo can replace the dumplings with coins. Whoever eats them will have good luck this year."
"Ouch, I ate the rice cake." Tan Wenci said, having just bitten half of the dumpling.
The soft and elastic rice cake was bitten by Tan Wenci, and long strands of rice cake were pulled out, making it look extremely soft and waxy.
"The company will definitely grow steadily this year." Xu Mingzhen said with a smile.
Tan Jinqi suddenly laughed, "I ate the jujube stuffed with Mo Mo."
Although rice cakes and jujubes are sweet, the dough itself has no flavor. Whatever the flavor of the filling is, the dough will be tainted with that flavor.