My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 109 Making Dumplings

After lunch, the eldest brother and sister-in-law drove away again. Dong Shanhe had nothing to do, so he stayed and prepared to make dumplings with his grandma.

"Husband, take me for a stroll." Dong Shanhe moved the ponytail and sat chatting with his uncle about work. After hearing Liu Miaomiao's words, he took her out of the house after talking to his uncle.

His hometown is in the north of Qizhen. Dong Shanhe walked forward step by step with his pregnant daughter-in-law. Liu Miaomiao simply wanted to come out to get some air.

"Honey, do we want to buy a lantern?" The street was full of stalls selling lanterns, which reminded Dong Shanhe of himself when he was a child.

At that time, I was always very happy, even if I held a red plastic lantern with candles inside, I would feel very happy.

Sometimes the adults in the village would scare themselves, saying that there was a fire under the lantern. Dong Shanhe believed it, and turned the lantern over for a look, and then the lantern was really on fire. The adults laughed.

"See if there are any lanterns like when I was a child?" Dong Shanhe suddenly wanted to see if there were any lanterns like when he was a child. The music with batteries is not what Dong Shanhe wants.

It's a pity that Dong Shanhe didn't see a single lantern selling this kind of antique when he walked from the west end of the street to the east end.

"Dong Shanhe!" A familiar voice rang in Dong Shanhe's ear. Dong Shanhe looked up and saw that it was a woman pushing a child.

"Uh, your name is Qi Miaomiao, right?" Dong Shanhe looked at her for a while before remembering her name.

"So the old squad leader still remembers my name?" Qi Miaomiao pushed the child two steps forward.

Qi Miaomiao was Dong Shanhe's high school classmate, and the old monitor she was talking about was of course Dong Shanhe.

"What's this called? Although it's been seven or eight years since I graduated, I still don't know people. This is your child." Dong Shanhe pointed at the child in the cart and quickly changed the subject.

"That's right! The baby's name is Uncle." Qi Miaomiao squatted beside the child and said to him.

"Uh, I should be older than you. I remember that there are few in the class who are older than me. You should call me uncle!" Dong Shanhe rubbed his nose and said embarrassingly.

"Baby, call me uncle." Just as Qi Miaomiao finished speaking, he heard the child shout, "Master!" Dong Shanhe was taken aback by these words, what's going on?
"Slap!" Qi Miaomiao slapped the child's hand, "What did I tell you, I told you not to learn from your father, how many times have I taught you, why don't you change?" Looking at Qi Miaomiao Dong Shanhe also felt embarrassed to reprimand the child.

"The child is still young, how can you beat him, just educate him." Dong Shanhe stretched out his hand to stop him.

"The child is too naughty. Sometimes he learns foul language from his father. I have been educating him for a long time but I can't completely correct him." Qi Miaomiao said with an embarrassed face.

"Children are like this, whoever they learn from." The incident just now reminded Dong Shanhe that after his child is born, he must not swear in front of him.

"Is the baby not young?" "Just two years old." Looking at this kind of child who can talk, call mom and dad, and open his mouth to eat, Dong Shanhe is quite envious.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone." After chatting for a while, Qi Miaomiao said apologetically that he would answer the phone.

"Old squad leader, I'm sorry, I'm going back now, we can meet again when I have time." Qi Miaomiao said to Dong Shanhe after hanging up the phone.

"Busy if you have something to do. If someone in the class organizes a party, let me know, and I will definitely go." He said and waved to Qi Miaomiao, and the children in the cart also waved in a learned manner.

"Husband, having a baby is such a blessing!" After Qi Miaomiao left, Liu Miaomiao snuggled up to Dong Shanhe and said.

"It's so cute and happy!" Dong Shanhe could feel it too.

"Is this your old lover?" Liu Miaomiao suddenly stood up straight and asked suspiciously.

"Look at you, where do you want to go? It's not like you haven't seen my graduation photo. There are 42 girls in the liberal arts class, and the boys are only thirteen. As the monitor, I know more girls. , you can’t just say it’s my old lover when you meet one, I don’t have that great ability, otherwise I wouldn’t go on a blind date.” Dong Shanhe explained helplessly, this matter was explained to his wife before, why today? Bring it up again.

"Who knows what kind of person you were before?" Liu Miaomiao snorted and continued to walk around with Dong Shanhe in her arms.

In the end, Dong Shanhe bought two lanterns and went home. When his nephew and cousin asked him for a gift in the morning, it was very embarrassing for him to be empty-handed.

"Let's go back and make dumplings." Dong Shanhe walked home with two lanterns.

"Dong Haoyu, let's see what uncle bought for you?" When he returned home, it was already dark, Dong Shanhe said to his little nephew who was riding a scooter with two lanterns.

"Uncle, give it to me, give it to me." Like a wolf cub, Dong Haoyu directly came up and snatched the two lanterns away.

"Give one to your little cousin." If Dong Shanhe didn't say this, it is estimated that the little nephew would be able to take both of these lanterns and play with them by himself.

Dong Haoyu first tried which of the two lanterns was more fun, then he chose a lantern that looked like a fighter jet and kept it in his hand, and gave a lantern that looked like a beaming one to his little cousin.

"Grandma, have you finished chopping the dumpling stuffing?" Dong Shanhe asked in the kitchen.

Seeing grandma and mother making dumplings, Dong Shanhe also knew that his words were unnecessary, "I'll make dumplings too."

Dong Shanhe washed his hands and began to sit and make dumplings. Even Liu Miaomiao sat beside him and watched Dong Shanhe make dumplings.

Dong Shanhe remembers that he started learning to cook when he was seven or eight years old. Although his skills are not very good and he still can't make round steamed buns, it is still no problem to make dumplings.

"Uncle, why are you making dumplings so fast?" Before Dong Shanhe made a few, he saw that the uncle on the opposite side was making dumplings so fast. After careful observation, he found that the dumplings made by his uncle were different from his own.

It is a traditional way to make dumplings by yourself. Put the meat filling on the square dough, and then roll it up to make it into the shape of ingots. But the dumplings made by my uncle are round dough. Squeeze, and a dumpling is formed.

"Uncle, if you do this, will the dumplings fall apart after being placed in the pot?" Dong Shanhe felt that the dumplings made by the uncle were not tightly kneaded.

"All the dumplings in restaurants are made this way. If the speed is slow like yours, the people in the dumpling shop and the chaotic shop will go to the northwest wind." After hearing what my uncle said, Dong Shanhe also learned how to make two, It's a pity that it really can't be pinched, it's crooked.

Liu Miaomiao looked itchy, and sat beside Dong Shanhe and reached out to make dumplings. Suddenly, the small square table was full of people.

"Husband, this is going to be cooked for me." Liu Miaomiao pointed to the strange-shaped dumplings she made and said to Dong Shanhe.

"Pfft! All right! I'll make you a special bowl later." Looking at the dumplings made by his wife, Dong Shanhe couldn't help laughing.

　Today, the company had a party, had dinner and drinks, then went to karaoke, and did not come back until after eleven o'clock.

　　There is only one chapter today, tomorrow is a holiday, go home to code and save manuscripts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)