Chapter 117 Fudge Starts From Mom

As soon as he returned to his own world, He Xiaoman felt something, because the bulletin board was always as quiet as a chicken.

It’s really stingy, even if you let her bring back the bucket of authentic Liulichang Xinyuanzhai’s sour plum soup, although drinking this thing in winter is not suitable for the occasion, but He Xiaoman’s home is a black technology residence, eternal 22° .

You can have sour plum soup!

But really not.

Yeah.

Finally, he cheated of a little white snake's scales, and it is said that they are the scales of silver scales. The ancestor of the snake protects He Xiaoman and goes to various festivals in the future. He may not know when this thing can save his life!
The end of the year is approaching day by day, and the self-cleaning system at home makes my mother quite uncomfortable.

baby, don't be greedy

After Laba is the New Year

Laba porridge to drink for a few days
Lili Lala 23

23 sticky melon
24 sweep the house
25 make tofu
26 pork stew
27 kill chicken
28 facial hair
29 steamed buns
Thirty nights for one night

First grade dumplings are available every day
He Xiaoman will never understand her mother's expectations for the New Year, just like she only wants the dumplings that her mother will keep for thousands of years when she comes home.

For the He family, it was the dumplings made by relatives and friends in Liushui.

At the beginning, her father was quite critical of this, but as his business grew bigger and bigger, his mother's meals became less and less popular. Later, he simply put all the meals in hotels, karaoke halls, and bathing halls. In the center, anyway, his uncle is rich, so even if he wants to set up a table in the public toilet, his younger brother Ma Zai will help him with the work.

As soon as the twentieth of the lunar calendar passed, my mother started talking about the New Year's routine.

23 On this day, my mother will definitely go to the street to buy sesame candied melons and distribute them to all members of the family.

Grandma's gums began to shrink because of her age, and her teeth would feel uncomfortable when she ate too sweet and too cold, so she could only eat with her eyes.

Mom still bought a lot as in previous years, and she doesn't like sweets, so He Xiaoman and the astonished Yu Min both got a plate of sesame candied melons.

"23, sticky melon, the Stove Lord is going to heaven, sticking his mouth sweet to our hearts, sweet for a year."

According to the rules handed down from the grandmother's house, starting from the 23rd day, it is forbidden to beat the children or cry at home, because it is the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the year has already begun, and it is unlucky for someone to cry at the beginning and end of the year.

Yu Min especially likes to go downstairs to be with them during this time. I don't know if it's because she's lonely because the atmosphere is everywhere, or because she's been living together for a long time and she's gradually integrated into the family.

She felt that everything her mother was talking about was very fresh, because Yu Min had always been with her grandma, and the grandma, who was busy with her life, probably didn't have much time to talk to Yu Min about it.

However, they didn't finish eating the candied melons at 23, and the sugar melons turned into a sticky plate.He Xiaoman thought, fortunately this is a high-tech residence, otherwise washing the dishes would be a headache for my mother.

My mother also started the annual nagging as usual: "You young people have never suffered. You don't like to eat dumplings, and you don't like to eat dumplings. When I was young, I couldn't eat dumplings once a year. I ate dumplings once in a while. Rice, you can eat meat and vegetables to support yourself. At that time, if you mixed some meat oil with a few drops of soy sauce and rice, it was called improving your life. It’s not like now, you are not allowed to eat leftovers at all times, what? What nitrous acid causes cancer, and anorexia, I think it’s just that I’m so hungry.”

Zhang Caihua, who entered the Chinese New Year program strictly according to the song and step by step, was neatly dressed, wearing an old-fashioned white nurse's cap on her head, and a piece of shabby clothes she bought in an unknown year, with sleeves and a tie around her waist. The apron was still holding a clean rag in his hand, and when he rolled up his arms and sleeves to prepare for cleaning, he realized that there was no dust at all, not to mention cobwebs.

This is awkward.

Grandma was sitting on the kang, Yu Min and He Xiaoman were all dragged into labor reform by their mother.

It turned out that there was no work to do.

"I wanted to take you guys for a year-round cleaning."

No, you don't want to.

In fact, everyone understands that my mother just wants to be lively, Yu Min is now four months pregnant, who dares to let her work!

Yu Min has a delicate mind, and has long since discovered that this house is tricky. She glanced at He Xiaoman sneakily, and smiled meaningfully.

He Xiaoman didn't care, and pointed at her slightly swollen belly with his fingers.

You've got ghosts in your mind, so why not I'm unusual?
There is no need for cleaning. My mother decided to take them shopping for new year’s goods tomorrow, and wait until the end of the year is near before going out to buy. The only farmers’ market in the town can squeeze people into New Year’s pictures, rice, soybean oil, Spring Festival couplets, lanterns and firecrackers. Buy the ones that are not rotten or smelly in advance, and those that have to be bought if they can’t be put away, such as leeks and seafood, they can buy them temporarily.

He Xiaoman fooled Zhang Caihua: "No, don't I have a storage room in my room? It's better than a refrigerator. Ordinary vegetables, fresh fruits, etc. will be the same as when you bought them for ten days and a half months."

Zhang Caihua didn't believe it: "Just brag to me, anyway, if you know I'm your mother, I won't beat you up."

"Really, haven't you seen that my house is divided into three rooms? This is based on the principle of the golden section of the pyramid plus entropy reduction technology, so we set the most suitable place for keeping fresh as a storage room."

There are some things that mom will realize sooner or later. Since there are ghost kings and land cruiser owners in this world who can immediately spot a vast expanse of human beings, He Xiaoman feels that his future world will not be too peaceful.

There are many things that she can't tell her mother clearly, such as going out to do various potentially dangerous tasks from time to time, but Zhang Caihua's daughter is not an ordinary person, so she can still let her mother know a little bit.

"What divides what entropy?" I don't understand, Zhang Caihua's mosquito-repellent eye, what is the girl talking about?Are you bragging to her?
"Entropy increase is a very desperate topic. Let me tell you that you don't understand it either. In fact, I don't understand it. In short, entropy is a very bad thing. For example, the dust in our house is entropy. If it increases, you will not understand it." Stop cleaning and tidying, so entropy increase is a bad thing, and entropy decrease is a good thing, and the person who helped me fix the house is a smart person, and he can figure out how to make the entropy increase slower."

"Oh~, no wonder there is no dust spider web in our house, is it because of the entropy?"

"That's right." He Xiaoman said seriously, "The master is going to apply for a patent, so he doesn't want many people to know about it, so you just need to know it in your heart. Our house is a priceless treasure, and you can't sell it for any amount of money."

Zhang Caihua suddenly realized: "I understand. No wonder He Youtian suddenly came to show his hospitality, and wanted to change us a big house in the city. Did the news leak and let him know?"

(End of this chapter)

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