"Hold the grass, I heard it right, you are still embarrassed?"

Luan Feng swung her powder fist and knocked Wan Feng twice.

"Also, do you use flour bags to make dumplings here? It's the first time I've seen that."

"Flour bag? That's the one you haven't seen in a sack yet."

Luan Feng couldn't even blink: "Put dumplings in sacks? Is it true? How much do you have to pack?"

"In winter, we like to make dumplings and freeze them outside. It will be hard as a stone in less than 10 minutes, and then they will be packed in a bag. When eating, they will be cooked and finished. It is convenient. We use flour bags at home. Many families in our company pack dumplings in sacks, and many families pack two sacks of dumplings, aren’t you afraid?”

"Two sacks! Can we finish eating by then?"

"This is not something you should worry about. Since people dare to pack two sacks, how can they do it without eating their stomachs?"

In fact, Wan Feng sometimes didn't understand how these people ate them. His family made more than half a sack of dumplings at most, and they didn't finish them when they thawed in April.

At the end of the meal, the four members of his family couldn't eat dumplings with a scoop of water, and everyone stopped after eating three or five.

Luan Feng became silent, two sacks of dumplings!It was a question she really couldn't understand.

Chapter 6 and Five: An Ordinary Village

Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng face to face and listened to Wan Feng's talk about the custom of making dumplings in this place.

"As soon as I entered the Layue Gate, almost every family started to make dumplings. Do you know what to use for filling the dumplings?"

Luan Feng's family uses a small pot to make dumplings every Chinese New Year, but she doesn't know what to use here.

"Do you know the big laundry tub?"

Of course Luan Feng knew about it.

"Large laundry tubs stand out, and those who make two sacks of dumplings usually have five to six pots of dumpling stuffing."

"When will the two people's bags last?"

"Dumplings for two? Do you know how many people are watching the dumplings?"

"Look at the dumplings? Do you still need to look at the dumplings?"

"Hehe, those who steal dumplings are like a group of mice, and those who don't look at the dumplings are even taken away."

Luan Feng's eyes brightened immediately: "Steal dumplings? This must be interesting, but why steal dumplings?"

"Let's eat! Stealing dumplings is a custom here. At first, most of the people who stole them just for fun. They usually steal a hood, which is the most common cotton hat worn by people here. A hood dumpling just happens to be a curtain. Normally, those who look at the dumplings would open their eyes and close their eyes to know that a group of dumplings is usually just stealing a curtain. If someone steals dumplings from your house, it means that your family is well-connected. If your family is very bad in this village, even There were no people who stole dumplings, no one came! But later on, that’s not the case. There are people who really steal. These people who don’t pay attention to it just don’t steal. It’s really stealing, even the curtains are stolen. Gone and got the chance to resist even sacks, people who watch dumplings mainly look at this kind of stuff.”

"Hee hee, it's really interesting. There are real and fake stealing."

"Fortunately, there is no such custom in Wahou. If you have it, you are really stealing."

Luan Feng pinched Wan Feng: "Who is really stealing?"

"You haven't finished yet! If you didn't steal, I would be that eight-legged donkey."

Luan Feng giggled: "Then you are an eight-legged donkey."

"What else is interesting here?"

"It seems that there is nothing interesting anymore, unless Xia Tian shouted at the old man by the river that Ha La is less."

"What does Hara Shao mean?"

"Mao Zi said, I forgot whether it means you or me."

Seeing Luan Feng close his eyes, Wan Feng whispered, "Are we going to sleep in this hut tonight?"

Luan Feng blushed: "Bah! Who is sleeping with you in this hut."

In fact, Wan Feng's calculation was very good. Now that he returned to his own house, and his house was just such a small house, wouldn't it be natural for him to sleep with Luan Feng?

It's a pity that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

When it was time to go to bed after the TV show, his mother actually asked him to sleep in the big house, and she, Luan Feng and his younger sister slept in the hut.

Is this still my mother?

"Mom! This hut can accommodate two people, but the three of you won't be able to sleep."

The meaning of Wan Feng's words is already very clear!

"Why can't I sleep, I'm going to sleep."

Wan Feng finally understood that his mother didn't want him to sleep with Luan Feng.

People at that time were still too feudal, and they were not allowed to sleep together until they were married.

What is this called?

Wanfeng had no choice but to go to the big house to sleep on the kang with his brother.

The next day, 42 knew that the eldest son of the old Wan family had brought back a very beautiful wife, and there was no second one in this generation.

There is nothing false about this statement and it is completely true.

This doesn't necessarily mean that Luan Feng is good-looking, it's because the people in this area are not surprising, it has something to do with the soil and water.

This area may be the most serious iodine-deficient area in the country, and Wan Feng is very clear about what people can look like if they are iodine-deficient.

Kashin-Beck disease is the most common disease among people living along the Yangtze River Commune. The popular point is that the joints grow thicker, and the disproportionately thick joints will affect the growth of the body. Therefore, in this generation, the legs are lame, and the arms cannot be stretched. Straight, disproportionate hands and feet abound.

Many people's palms are normal, but the fingers seem to be only two fingers long, and a section is short. This is the most common symptom. Five or six of the ten local people are like this, regardless of gender or age.

From this, you can imagine the image of the people here.

More than ten years later, the country made iodized salt have a huge effect on the people in this area.

But Wanfeng's family had already returned to Hongya at that time, and adding iodized salt was of no use to them.

Because coastal areas are the least iodine-deficient areas, and countless organisms in the sea are iodine-rich species, where do they need iodine.

Luan Feng looked like Zhou Zheng, who was tall and slender, dressed a little more fashionable, and looked like a fairy here.

Wan Feng definitely didn't mean to show off, but he couldn't hold back at home, Luan Feng was not someone who could hold back in the house.

42 is the main street in the village. Even if Wanfeng's house is the east end of the village, it is only 300 meters to the west end. The two walked side by side.

At that time, couples could not hold arms or hold hands when they went out, and they had to keep a distance of more than one foot from each other, which was awkward.

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