Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 702 Soft and fluffy (one more)

"What kind of pastry is this? Soft and fluffy, and so sweet!"

Xiaoyu was immediately attracted by the sweet taste of the chicken cake.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Luo Fengtang, and said proudly: "My family's Tang Yazi made the chicken cake, it's made with eggs and wheat flour."

"My God, I heard that right!"

Xiaoyu was so shocked that her eyes almost fell to the ground.

Putting the last piece of his hand in his mouth, he quickly asked Luo Fengtang: "Tangyazi, are you too good? Are you thinking about making snacks to make Qinger happy?"

Luo Fengtang scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Yang Ruoqing hurried out to smooth things out.

"Didn't you say you were going to the fish pond before?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I'm going to work first!"

Watching him out of the yard, Xiao Yu was still tutting.

"A peerless man, you can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, you say, why am I not as lucky as you? I can't be envious..."

Hearing Xiaoyu's words, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"Your marriage is naturally there," she said.

"Come on, grab a few more chicken cakes and bring them back for your two brothers to try."

Yang Ruoqing grabbed some chicken cakes for Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu left happily.

Yang Ruoqing saw that there were still a lot of chicken cakes in the basket, with a happy smile on her face.

This is his holiday gift to her.

It's just that the weight is too much, and she can't handle it alone.

In this weather, it is easy to spoil if you can't eat it for a while.

So, she divided the chicken cake into several portions.

First, I gave one to Ga Po and the others, and then another to Aunt Dayun's family.

The grandma's share, the fifth aunt's share, and the fourth room's two cousins ​​also give a few.

The rest, just left for the writer to eat.

At night, after the family had dinner, the fifth uncle and the fifth aunt came to talk.

The Sun family accompanied Yang Huazhou and his wife to talk in the room.

In the past, when adults were talking, Yang Ruoqing liked to sit aside and join in the fun.

But this time, she was absent.

Why?

She was busy removing the jujube pits from the red dates.

She had a hunch that Tang Yazi might leave to fight bandits at any time.

She had to rush out the jujube pits, wrap a sweet and glutinous candied jujube dumpling, and let him taste her craftsmanship.

It's not tiring to remove the jujube core.

However, it takes a lot of energy.

The pit is hidden in the jujube flesh, which must be removed without tearing too much of the jujube flesh.

Therefore, she needs to be careful.

This is a delicate and delicate work that tests patience.

You have to keep your head down and concentrate all the time.

After one night, the back of my neck was sore.

I don't know when, Sun pushed the door and came in.

At a glance, she saw Yang Ruoqing who was removing the jujube pits under the lamp, and Sun was surprised.

"I thought you were asleep, but are you doing this?"

The woman came over, saw everything clearly, and shook her head with a smile.

"Silly girl, you don't need to tick the jujube pits, just be careful when you eat them!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing insisted on picking.

She will work a little harder now, and the person who eats the dumplings she made will be able to relax a little bit.

"Mother, just follow me, I'm fine anyway!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mr. Sun sat down beside her and helped her to remove them together.

"The fifth uncle and the fifth aunt are back in the front yard?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Sun's 'um' sounded.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mr. Sun smiled, "Whatever comes to mind, let's talk about the cow shed first."

"What's wrong with the cattle greenhouse? Don't you want to pester Fifth Uncle?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs Sun said, "I don't dare to entangle with you blatantly, but according to your fifth uncle, that person is always hiding outside the restaurant and peeking."

"He went to buy, and met him in Wa Shi. The cattle shed dropped the stall and ran over to talk to him."

"I also want to invite your fifth uncle to drink. Your fifth uncle refuses to do it, and pretends to draw a clear line with him." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Uncle Wu is too charming, and it's not good!

With Sun's help, Yang Ruoqing removed all the jujube pits.

Mrs Sun yawned and urged her: "The day after tomorrow will be the Dragon Boat Festival. We have plenty of time to make rice dumplings. Don't worry, girl, go to bed earlier!"

"Okay, mother, go to sleep first."

After sending the Sun family away, Yang Ruoqing did not sleep.

Under the lamp again, tidy up the colorful silk threads that bind the rice dumplings.

Finally, he slipped out of his house and came to the stove.

After closing the door, I scooped out some of the glutinous rice that had been soaked in the day.

Put it together with the red dates and cook in a pot.

Hot air wafted out from the edge of the pot, and she sat under the stove, stuffing firewood into it.

The firelight jumped, reflecting the girl's delicate face.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the whole village fell into silence.

When the rooster in the backyard called for the first time, the red dates and glutinous rice in the pot were already cooked.

The aroma of glutinous rice and red dates achieve a kind of sublimation under the fusion of high temperature.

The small kitchen was filled with a warm sweet fragrance.

She put down the fire stick, squatted down to the wooden basin filled with well water, and began to pick up the fresh reed leaves soaked in it.

When the first ray of morning light shot through the window, Sun was the first to get up.

The woman came to the kitchen, planning to manage the family's breakfast.

But I saw that in the dustpan beside the pot table, there were diamond-shaped zongzi, wrapped with multicolored silk thread, and filled with small half dustpan.

"Yeah? Girl, you... haven't slept all night?"

The woman asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing was cleaning the pot with that, when she heard the words, she pursed her lips and smiled at Mrs. Sun.

"The thought of eating zongzi makes me so excited that I can't sleep."

She said perfunctorily, washed her hands, and took a zongzi and handed it to Sun.

"Mother, come and try it, see if the zongzi I made taste good?"

He neatly opened it and handed it to Mr. Sun.

Sun shi smiled and took a bite with a moving face.

Then the woman's eyes lit up.

"Well, it's delicious, soft and sweet..."

Hearing the woman's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Daughter, you are really impatient. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. You said that you who don't sleep get up and make zongzi, stay up all night and hurt your body..."

Zongzi is delicious, but women are more concerned about the body of the girl.

While eating, I couldn't help but whisper a few words.

Yang Ruoqing knew that it was her mother's concern, so she smiled and listened.

On the one hand, I brought a bamboo basket and picked up more than 20 of those hot rice dumplings and put them in the basket.

"Qing'er, where are these dumplings going?" Sun shi asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I plan to send these to Tang Yazi and Uncle Luo."

"Our own, I'll do it later," she said.

"Okay, it's time to send them some." Sun said.

Looking at the sky outside, the woman continued: "It's just getting brighter today. I'm afraid they haven't gotten up yet, so I'll take it off in a while."

The voice had just fallen, and the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the house.

(End of this chapter)