The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

New Year.

Su Qinghe was pulled out of bed by her mother early in the morning and put on new clothes in a daze.

It wasn't until I sat down at the dining table that I finally woke up.

Looking up at her surroundings, she saw that the whole family was up. Her brothers were in similar mental states to hers, and they were all yawning from lack of sleep.

It's rare for a family to sit together to have breakfast. Except for lunch and dinner, the whole family sits together to eat breakfast. Breakfast rarely sits together like this.

"Don't eat and drop it in the bowl later." Su Jianjun looked at the children jokingly, his eyelids almost unable to hold up.

Several children looked up at him, and seeing that it was not time for breakfast yet, they lowered their heads and continued to doze off.

Father Su, who was sitting at the top, couldn't help but frowned when he saw the sleepy looks of the children.

Just wanted to speak and teach them a lesson.

Then they saw Xu Mei and her sister-in-law walking out with a pot of glutinous rice balls, followed by Su's mother.

The two daughters-in-law, one holding a bowl to serve the dumplings, and the other taking the dumplings, distributed them in front of everyone in an orderly manner.

Several children heard the commotion, smelled the hot and sweet smell of glutinous rice balls on their noses, and gradually became conscious.

They didn't sit down until everyone was given a bowl of glutinous rice balls in front of them.

Everyone's eyes turned to Su's father who was looking up. This was the Su family's practice in previous years.

Every year on New Year's Day, the whole family gets up early to eat glutinous rice balls, and the head of the family says some New Year's wishes and expresses their expectations for the new year.

"New Year." Su's father said the same opening words as in previous years.

He kept talking for more than three minutes before stopping. He saw several children staring eagerly at the glutinous rice balls in the bowls, looking extremely greedy, so he had to stop.

Pick up the spoon in the bowl and slowly say the word "eat" while everyone is watching.

Then he took the lead in scooping up a glutinous rice ball and put it in his mouth, and then everyone started to eat one after another.

Su's mother is very clever, and she also made the simple glutinous rice balls into different colors of skins, making them colorful and very pleasing to the eye.

When Xu Mei was serving rice dumplings, the rice dumplings in the bowls specially given to each person were filled with different colors. At a glance, everyone's bowls were colorful.

Several children looked at the beautiful glutinous rice balls and fell into the entanglement they have every year, not knowing which color of glutinous rice balls to eat first.

But there are also people like Siwa who eat whatever they scoop out. Anyway, each one tastes the same, with sesame filling.

Su Qinghe likes to eat these soft, glutinous, fragrant and sweet foods.

Using a spoon with little skill, I took a small bite of the dumpling and saw the dark sesame filling flowing out.

Carefully, he sucked in the stuffing that came out.

"Hmm~" It was so sweet, Su Qinghe's eyes lit up with excitement, and then she took a bite after seeing that the glutinous rice balls were no longer so hot.

The dumplings were not particularly small. Su Qinghe swallowed them in one gulp, her mouth bulged involuntarily, and she chewed slowly. Occasionally she would take a sip of the hot dumpling soup, which had no taste but could relieve her tiredness.

Everyone's first bowl of glutinous rice balls was sweet, but there was another bowl of glutinous rice balls stuffed with fresh meat on the table.

Everyone has different tastes. Some people like sweet things, while others like salty things. Su Mu will make two kinds of fillings every time.

But the first bowl of glutinous rice balls must be sweet, which means that the next year will be sweet.

Xu Meisheng's glutinous rice balls are also according to everyone's preferences. If you like sweetness, serve them more, and if you don't like sweetness, serve them less. Later, you will eat fresh meat fillings.

Su Qinghe had never tasted glutinous rice balls stuffed with fresh meat. She watched her father fill a bowl with curiosity and stared at it, forgetting that she had not yet swallowed the glutinous rice balls in her mouth.

"Want to have a bite?" Su Jianguo noticed his daughter's gaze and scooped up a glutinous rice ball and fed it to her mouth.

Su Qinghe was about to open her mouth, but found that she hadn't swallowed it yet, so she had to chew quickly.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry." Su Jianguo was afraid that she would choke, so he asked her to eat slowly.

Su Qinghe swallowed the glutinous rice balls in her mouth. The sweetness in her mouth was still very strong. She lowered her head and took a few sips of the soup to make the taste fade away.

The glutinous rice balls in Su Jianguo's spoon have also cooled down a lot, so you can bite them in one bite without fear of getting burned.

However, no matter how wide Su Qinghe opened his mouth, he could only bite off half of it.

It has a completely different taste from sweet glutinous rice balls. As soon as you bite into it, you can feel the salty and umami flavor spreading in your mouth.

I was originally worried that it would not taste good, but Su Qinghe seemed to have discovered a new world while chewing. The fresh meat stuffing was also delicious, and I could also eat the mustard seeds mixed in.

When Su Jianguo saw his daughter's expression, he knew that she liked it too, so he laughed and fed her the remaining half.

After eating the salty one and then the sweet one, I always felt that it was missing a little bit of flavor, and the sweet sesame filling was also a little less savory.

"Dad." Su Qinghe pushed her bowl in front of her father with some embarrassment and looked at him eagerly.

Su Jianguo knew what she was thinking as soon as he saw her movements, but he also cooperated and handed the bowl to her.

In her father's smile, Su Qinghe poured the remaining three glutinous rice balls in the bowl to her father without any guilt.

Su Jianguo didn't care whether the salty and sweet dumplings tasted good together, so he finished the dumplings that his daughter poured him in a few bites.

"Mom, I want it." Su Qinghe held an empty small bowl and pointed at the glutinous rice balls stuffed with fresh meat, indicating to her mother that she wanted this.

Wang Xiujuan had already seen the little tricks of the father and daughter. She did not expect that her daughter would like to eat fresh meat fillings just like her husband.

"Three, if it's not enough, tell mom." Wang Xiujuan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to finish the meal, so she served her three first.

Su Qinghe is not greedy either. She knows her appetite and cannot eat too much.

Most people in the family still like the traditional sweet dumplings. Before, the brothers Su Jianjun liked the ones stuffed with fresh meat. Then there was the second child, and now there is Su Qinghe.

The first day of the New Year starts with the family gathering around the dining table and eating hot glutinous rice balls.

There is a temple fair in town today, and the Su family plans to go out and join in the fun.

Several children had known for a long time that they were going to visit the temple fair today. After breakfast, they couldn't wait to run out, wishing they could fly there now.

Speaking of which, this is the first time the Su family has gone out together in so long.

We originally planned to walk to the town together, and the distance wasn't too far. We could reach the town in more than half an hour by walking.

But there were children and elderly people at home, and the road was bumpy and gravelly. Su Jianjun was worried that Su's mother wouldn't be able to walk, so he went to the brigade leader's house to borrow an ox cart.

"Let's go." The four children ran in front, jumping up and down, and the joy could be seen just from their backs.

Su Qinghe couldn't help but be affected by her brothers. They didn't even want to be hugged. They held each other by the hand and walked between their parents, jumping up and down.

She wore a small red cheongsam today. The cheongsam was made by Su's mother herself. Some of the embroidered buttons on it were also sewn by Su's mother. The workmanship was very fine.

She wore white stockings on her legs, a pair of small leather shoes on her feet, and even her head was pierced with two flower buds by her mother.

Su Qinghe's skin was already fair and tender, but her cheeks were pink from being too excited. At a glance, her delicate little face looked like a little Fuwa who stepped out of a painting, beaming with joy.