Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

After the performance, the school was on holiday. Xia Mingshuang quickly told the children not to run around, "Go home, chop stuffing, and make dumplings."

Um? Make dumplings?

The men, women, and children on the threshing floor all turned their heads and looked at them.

Tsk tsk, the Xia and Ming families are making dumplings again!

Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice, and the production team has to kill pigs early tomorrow morning. Her family is making dumplings today?

It really doesn't delay her going to work in the supply and marketing cooperative. Look at her life, it's more enjoyable than when Gu Yunshan sent money home.

Every day I either make dumplings or steamed buns!

Especially Aunt Zhang'er's house next door to her house and Xingfu's house behind her, where she was almost always between crying and preparing to cry every day.

Although Xia Mingshuang has a sense of identification with several children and feelings of family, he has not yet cultivated his neighbors in the village, and he has no chance to cultivate them.

In addition to Zhao Juying and Aunt Guixiang, who had always been close to her, she was also indifferent to her neighbor Aunt Zhang. After all, she always felt that after the reform, she would go out to show off her talents and would not stay in the countryside, so It doesn’t matter if you are everywhere.

When they heard that they were making dumplings, they didn’t run out. Instead, they pushed their younger brother on the bicycle home together.

Xingfu, Shuanzi, Tiedan, and Gangdun'er couldn't help but follow behind to give them a ride. Although they couldn't eat the dumplings, they felt happy as if they could eat half of the dumplings after hearing people say how to chop the fillings to make dumplings. .

Erzhuang: "Mom, the winter solstice is tomorrow. If we eat dumplings today, how will we eat the meat tomorrow?"

Xia Mingshuang smiled and said: "Today I will eat dumplings. If I want to eat dumplings tomorrow, I will eat dumplings. If I want to eat buns, I will eat steamed buns. If I want to stew meat, I will stew meat."

Isn't this a festival? Let the children eat freely and enjoy themselves.

The few half-year-old children who followed and eavesdropped were stunned.

Can you do this?

If you eat dumplings today, will you still eat dumplings tomorrow? This...isn't this celebrating the New Year every day? This is too good to eat and too incompetent to live! Wow, so greedy!

Erzhuang jumped for joy, and then felt a little regretful, "Third aunt is gone, how about we eat dumplings together."

Xia Mingshuang: "Your third aunt's family can also prepare it. But our family wants to eat something different from others today."

The children were busy asking what was different.

Xia Mingshuang: "The sea cucumber your father sent me, let's make sea cucumber and cabbage dumplings, and put pork and fungus in them. It's fresh and fragrant. The fragrant smell will be off your tongues if you keep it!"

"Suck" was not just the sound made by the two strong men, but also the sounds made by the following boys were even louder.

Xia Mingshuang and the others stood still and looked back, while the boys hurriedly hid.

Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang felt very happy about their envy.

In the past, when their mothers were not good to them, others often laughed at their mothers for acting like stepmothers. Especially Happiness, who would eavesdrop at the back of the house all day long and then laugh at them, showing off that his mother did this and that for him.

Now my mother is more like my own mother than all their mothers!

Huh, I'm so hungry for them!

As soon as they got home, Xia Mingshuang asked the children to wash their hands and faces with hot water from a thermos. The powder and rouge on their faces had to be washed off. She was afraid of harming the children's tender skin.

After that, whoever is hungry will eat a snack. Then Da Zhuang is responsible for chopping the meat stuffing. He is strong and the meat will not run around. Miao Miao is responsible for chopping the cabbage stuffing. Cabbage is easy to run around, so you have to be careful and patient.

Xia Mingshuang made noodles and asked Er Zhuang to help wash the pot, hold firewood, pound garlic, and light the fire. Xiao Zaizai was responsible for helping his second brother peel the garlic.

Miaomiao: "Mom, can we pack all this meat at once?"

I feel so distressed. What kind of family do we have to eat this meat all at once?

It's too extravagant.

Xia Mingshuang: "It's only two and a half pounds, not much at all."

Nowadays, there is a shortage of meat. Every household cannot eat meat even if it is not divided among the teams. Even if the meat is divided, they are reluctant to eat it all at once. They have to eat it little by little. Many people make dumplings with a big bowl of vegetables and add some minced meat for flavor, but you probably won’t get much meat at all.

But in modern times, whose steamed buns don’t always have a lot of meat?

Xia Mingshuang naturally has the same concept.

Er Zhuang was so happy that he clapped his hands and could eat with open belly!

Miaomiao: "Mom, then...can you send a bowl to my grandma and grandpa?"

The eldest aunt and the third aunt's house are far away so they don't go to deliver it, but my grandma's house is close and they often send my uncle to deliver delicious food when they have it.

Xia Mingshuang was very happy to see that Miaomiao was so sensible and dared to suggest housework.

When she first came here, the little girl was thin and frail. She didn't dare to speak loudly, and she didn't dare to look at her, let alone suggest someone to give food to.

In the past, the original owner would please her mother-in-law and second aunt with delicious food, but she would not give them to her parents. Miaomiao once whispered that she would give a bowl of dumplings to her grandma, but the original owner scolded her so much that she was showing off her filial piety? If you are so poor and generous, don't eat it yourself.

Xia Mingshuang smiled and said: "Of course, let Da Zhuang take you there."

A strong man may not have enough strength to take care of an adult, but it is still very easy to take care of a skinny little girl like Miaomiao.

Erzhuang immediately said: "Mom, my eldest brother and I are going to see you off."

Xia Mingshuang: "Your sister is thinking about grandma and grandpa. Do you have anything delicious to eat? I'll let you go next time."

Erzhuang was happy and said, "Okay. I will also think about my grandma and grandpa from now on. Mom, just don't mind me taking things out."

Xia Mingshuang: "As long as we don't go hungry, being filial to the elderly is a must."

Forget it about the old Gu family, she didn't mention it.

Da Zhuang didn't mention it either. He had a feeling recently. Ever since his father came back, his grandma had a superficially polite but very strange feeling towards him. He couldn't describe it in Chinese, but it was just a bit fake? He felt a little awkward and didn't like to get close to his grandparents. They called him several times to come over for dinner but he didn't go.

His sister-in-law and second uncle looked at him with hatred, which was obvious and he could see it.

It wasn't obvious to the third uncle, and the fourth uncle was as good to him as before.

However, the fourth uncle worked hard all day long and had little say.

Of course, Da Zhuang never told anyone what he was thinking.

The family was busy working, and Gu Nianjun came over to carry water.

Although he is 12 years old, his body has not yet grown up. He cannot carry a full load of water and can only carry half a bucket, which makes his shoulders hunched and his waist slumped under the pressure.

Xia Mingshuang hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up, "You have already picked your nipples earlier, you don't need to pick them again."

Before, they went to the threshing floor of the Yangjialing Brigade to watch a school performance, but Zhao Juying didn't go. She knew that Xia Mingshuang's family would definitely prepare delicious food for the National Day, so she went to grindstone in the morning and filled the large and small water tanks for Xia Mingshuang in the afternoon.

Gu Nianjun: "Isn't this used again? Fill the water tank."

Xia Mingshuang told him not to pick.

He said: "Let me help you chop wood."

He saw a few tree stumps at the base of the south wall. They were left by the production team from cutting down trees and distributed among the members. Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang dug these up.

Xia Mingshuang said no, but Gu Nianjun had already taken the ax from the south window and went to chop down the tree stump.

Xia Mingshuang was helpless. She really didn't want to exploit child labor. It was just good to help her collect firewood.

She turned to look at Da Zhuang, but Da Zhuang curled his lips and looked at the sky.

Xia Mingshuang: ...Look, what is your attitude? I just want you to persuade your cousin.

Although Da Zhuang and Gu Nianjun are similar in age and seem to have similar personalities, the actual differences are still a bit big.

Da Zhuang was cool at heart, but Gu Nianjun had to pretend to be cool because people gossiped about him after his father sacrificed his mother to remarry. Xia Mingshuang had already seen through him.

Er Zhuang whispered, "Mom, Brother Nianjun came here for this." He used his mouth to nuzzle the meat stuffing that Da Zhuang was chopping.

Xia Mingshuang said in surprise: "Really?"

Gu Nianjun would actually go around the corner to ask for food, couldn't he? How proud this kid is.

Xia Mingshuang asked Gu Nianjun if he could roll out dumpling wrappers and invited him to make dumplings together.

Gu Nianjun dropped his ax and ran over, "I can!"

Xia Mingshuang smiled.