My village can't be like this

Chapter 323 Rushing into the stone and hitting rice cakes

When they were about to go back, Chen Ze and Ding Yi came up with the idea of ​​Zhang An's new tofu and mutton.

They were targeting the mutton when it was slaughtered just now.

And this tofu, when we ate just now, the fried tofu with green onions was absolutely amazing, I definitely can’t miss it.

Of course, they left the two deer hind legs confiscated by Mr. Huang to Zhang An's family.

"Then I'll find something to cut off for you."

Even if Zhang An had arrived a long time ago, this would definitely happen to them when they came over.

Because these two bandits have become accustomed to raiding their homes.

So when Zhang An was soaking the beans, he soaked some more and slaughtered two sheep.

Just calculated that if these two people come over, they will definitely be able to escape.

The two people who got the things happily drove on the road.

It was getting dark earlier now, and they had to rush back, so they didn't stay for dinner.

The remaining two days of the old year passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was the 29th of the year in a blink of an eye.

As in previous years, the sky was still gloomy.

Anyway, Zhang An has not seen the sun rise during the Chinese New Year for many years.

A few days ago, the sun was out for two days, but today it's back to normal again.

Today is different from the past. Wang Fang did not make breakfast.

I got up and packed up the stove and stove, and started to put on the big steamer to steam glutinous rice.

Then I cut some tofu, minced meat and chives, because I would fry the stuffing to wrap the rice cakes later.

There are two kinds of fillings, one is salty, which is what Wang Fang is preparing now.

The other one is sweet, with a sugar filling made of brown sugar and basil, which is the seeds of perilla.

After Zhang An got up, he casually moved around in the yard and played two sets of punches.

Then, together with Zhang Jianguo, he took the big stone bucket used for making rice cakes at home to the yard to clean it.

Although this thing is less than one meter in length, width and height, it is extremely heavy, weighing several hundred kilograms.

Usually one person can't lift it at all and has to push it around.

Even though Zhang An was so strong, it still felt a little laborious to lift it up.

Although after using it last year, Wang Fang carefully cleaned it and put it away.

But after leaving it for a year, there was still a lot of dust inside.

There was a high probability that the water would not wash it clean, so Wang Fang poured a large basin of boiling water into it and soaked it first.

In addition to the stone bucket, there are also two dada sticks that need to be soaked together and cleaned later.

People in the mountains call rice cakes "Baba", and making rice cakes is called "Chongbaba".

So the two big sticks used to wash dada are naturally called dada sticks.

There are several kinds of papa sticks even in the village.

Most Han villagers use a wooden stick as thick as a forearm.

The end held in the hand is nailed to a wooden tip that is out of reach to exert force.

When you want to make rice cakes, just hold the pestle into the stone pestle.

But other ethnic minorities are different. They use half-sized trees to cut down directly.

Then make it into a right-angled shape. When making rice cakes, just carry it and dig into the stone without being too aggressive.

"Xiao An is washing the toilet. Let's take some of our daddy's toiletries and wash them away."

While Zhang An was cleaning the stone pei, many neighbors came to say hello.

As he spoke, he followed Zhang An to pick up the daddy stick next to him and wash it.

"Just bring it over. You go back to work quickly. I'll just wash it myself."

This year, there are many people making rice cakes at Zhang An's house, including Zhang An's two uncles' house, and Li Hongbin's house next door.

Then there are some people who are relatively close and don’t have stone pei at home.

Generally, there is no stone pei at home, so they bring steamed glutinous rice over, and they just borrow the stone pei and make it at home.

There are also a few cases where there are no young people at home and only the elderly are at home.

That kind of thing requires the help of young people from the neighbors. After all, it is impossible for an old man and an old lady in their [-]s and [-]s to do it themselves.

Not to mention that it doesn’t sound good if it’s spread out, even people with a somewhat normal relationship can’t stand it.

Who doesn't have an old man in his family? Who doesn't have an old man in his family?

"Zhang An, have you done a good job of cleaning the toilet? I'm going to steam the glutinous rice."

When Li Hongbin was about to steam the glutinous rice, he came over to see if Zhang An's stone pei had been washed.

"It takes a long time to wash the steamer. My house is almost steamed, and you, an old god, haven't even used the steamer yet."

"Why don't you panic? Take your time. It's still early anyway."

The old fairy went home unhurriedly and poured the glutinous rice into a steamer to steam.

When he came back, he found that Zhang An's glutinous rice had been steamed.

At this moment, Zhang An had already taken out the steamer and poured it into the stone bucket.

"Uncle, let me come. You old people can rest while I and Zhang An come to charge."

I saw Zhang Jianguo picking up a rice cake stick and trying to make rice cakes with Zhang An.

Li Hongbin took off his coat and walked over and said, taking the papa stick from Zhang Jianguo's hand.

"Okay, then I'll let you young people do it. If you can't rush in, then we will do it."

Zhang Jianguo was not polite and said that it was time for them to take a rest after being angry for decades.

Then Zhang An and Li Hongbin rushed into the stone with their sticks. You go up and I go down, you rise and I fall, you come and I go.

Always use the thickest end of the wooden stick to grind the glutinous rice in the stone.

The whole process is not completed until the grains of glutinous rice in the stone are mashed and glued together.

Halfway through, you have to lift up the semi-finished product inside, turn it over and continue washing it.

This activity can be said to require strength and endurance.

If the glutinous rice is soaked well, it may be ready in more than ten minutes.

But if the glutinous rice is not good, or the soaking time is not long enough, it will be different.

Even if this kind of glutinous rice is steamed, it is very difficult to prepare and takes a lot of time. People who prepare rice cakes will suffer.

In the past, Li Hongbin's family always brought his two elders to the town to celebrate the New Year, and there was no custom of making rice cakes at home.

This year, as the family settled down in Changqing, they naturally began to pick up these customs.

Looking at his biological father and godfather, the two adults were beating them back and forth among the rocks with two big sticks.

Little Li Yao was a little confused and asked curiously, tilting his head.

"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you and your godfather fighting?"

He thought Zhang An and Li Hongbin were fighting, because when they were children fighting, they liked to take things.

"We are playing daddy, not fighting. You stand over and stand still. Don't stay here. You will be hit later."

Looking at his son who had come over, Li Hongbin said while driving him away.

There is a blind spot behind him, and he cannot see the children standing behind him.

When I lift the pestle later, I might accidentally hit it, which would hurt. "Oh, then why are you beating Daddy? Isn't it disobedient?"

There are hundreds of thousands of whys in my little head.

"The daddy is the daddy you eat. Why are you asking so many questions? Just go and play."

Li Hongbin was already extremely tired, and there were beads of sweat on his face.

Li Yao even came over to ask questions, but he was coaxed away without politeness.

Making rice cakes is a laborious job, and it is not easy even for farmers.

Especially Li Hongbin, who hasn't done any hard work for a long time and doesn't have much physical endurance.

The scene of the father and son being filial to each other made everyone around them laugh.

"Okay, Hongbin, I'll rush in for a while while you rest."

Seeing Li Hongbin who was sweating profusely, Zhang Jianguo came over to take a breather.

If he really had to keep pushing to the end, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything today.

"This job is really tiring. I haven't done it for many years and I can't get any further."

Li Hongbin did not persist because it was too tiring.

"I said it's time for you to exercise. You look like this. No wonder you get scolded by me, Sister Lan, every day."

Looking at the panting Li Hongbin, Zhang An acted like a man who had nothing wrong with him, but was still talking and playing around.

"You can pull me down. I really think everyone is like an animal like you."

Li Hongbin ignored this.

"I'm telling you the truth, if you don't pay attention, you will regret it in a few years."

"The body is just like a machine. It will rust if it is not used for a long time. If it rusts for a long time, it will break down."

Exercise shouldn't be too much, but it can't be lacking either. Just keep the body active.

"Okay, it's already flushed. Bring the dustpan over."

After ten minutes of brewing, the glutinous rice was beaten into rice cakes.

Wang Fang heard Zhang Jianguo's voice and came out of the house with a dustpan to pick up the rice cakes.

A layer of flour is sprinkled on the dustpan to prevent the rice cake from sticking to the dustpan, making it difficult to remove and difficult to clean.

After bringing it to the main room, Wang Fang first took a few bowls and twisted a few bowls out.

According to the rules, you must first worship the Bodhisattva of Heaven and Earth and your ancestors from all generations.

Only after they have eaten can their family take action.

After the offering was completed, Wang Fang began to wrap the pies, and then greeted everyone in the yard to eat rice cakes.

This is the reason why we don’t make breakfast in the morning, because after making rice cakes, we have to eat rice cakes.

And after eating this rice cake, I stopped cooking at noon and started preparing for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Although it is the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone will eat very early. Usually after three or four o'clock, some people will start having the New Year's Eve dinner.

Although Wang Fang warmly invited everyone to eat rice cakes, most people politely declined or just ate some.

Because the people in the yard will be making rice cakes at home later.

"Xiao An, if your family has finished washing, please help me wash it."

After Zhang An's family finished cooking, Grandma Li's family at the entrance of the village came over with a steamer.

There are only two elderly people and three grandsons at home, while their son and daughter-in-law are all working outside.

So when making rice cakes, they have to steam them earlier, when there are many people, so that they can ask for help.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for everyone to get ready later and go back home to get busy with things, so it would be inconvenient to invite people over.

It’s not that it’s not easy to invite people, and people won’t refuse to come when they’re invited, it’s just that it’s not a good idea to let people put down their busy work.

"Grandma Li, go and bring it here quickly, and I'll wash it."

After saying that, Zhang An came out with a bucket of water and washed the stone bucket that had just been washed with rice cakes.

After you have just washed a pot of rice cakes, there will be a lot of glutinous rice cake left on the inner wall of the stone pot.

If you don't clean it, the effect of the glutinous rice coming out of the next steamer will be compromised, and it will also be laborious to wash.

But you don’t have to wash it too clean. Just scrub it with clean water to remove the remaining stickiness.

After a while, Grandma Li came over carrying a steamer of steaming glutinous rice.

"Oh, Grandma Li's family has to do so much this year."

This steamer is not small, it can hold at least ten or twenty kilograms of glutinous rice inside.

If Zhang An's stone blockade hadn't been big enough, he wouldn't have been able to finish the charge in one go and would have scored twice.

"Anzi, Grandma Li's family needs twenty kilograms of glutinous rice every year, and it hasn't changed in all these years."

"Haha, there are many people in our family who like to eat, so I just make more and put them away. It will be convenient when I am busy."

Grandma Li didn't think it was a big deal. In the past, people of her generation thought that whose family made more rice cakes during the New Year meant that their family was powerful.

Because at that time, when there was not enough food to eat, everyone ate corn rice mixed with rice, and some families could only eat corn rice.

So at that time, it was really a big deal if any family could make twenty kilograms of glutinous rice rice cakes. After all, not many families had enough food to spare.

"Uncle Li, please stop taking action. Let us young people practice. We can't let you older generations go to the battlefield."

Seeing Uncle Li picking up the daddy stick and wanting to rush with him, Zhang An spoke up.

Uncle Li is older, almost seventy, and it is impossible for Zhang An to watch him do it.

The young man next to him took the initiative to take the daddy stick from the old man's hand without being shouted at, and started to confront Zhang An.

The more glutinous rice is cooked, the longer the cooking time will be. Although Zhang An doesn't feel tired yet.

But there were already two people on the other side, and they were all very tired.

If it were a little less, about ten kilograms, they could still insist on finishing it.

But these twenty kilograms of glutinous rice and stone buckets are almost full, and I can't even see the end of it.

So when everyone feels tired, they take the initiative to call for substitutions.

No one will laugh at it, because it is indeed too much, and most people really can’t finish it.

Of course, except for Zhang An, this person is only sweating a little bit now.

After washing for more than half an hour, and with constant substitutions, I finally finished washing the glutinous rice from Grandma Li’s house.

At this point, Zhang An called it a day and didn't care about the families behind him, including the families of Zhang An's two uncles.

"Mom, help me catch some chickens and ducks. I'll take them to the city in a moment."

Zhu Yuliang asked for a rooster, hen and duck each, and also a few fish.

Zhang An ate a few pieces of rice cake to fill his stomach, then chopped some vegetables, and the tea that Lao Zhu was so fond of.

"Where are you going, Anzi?"

"Grandma Li, I went to the city to pick up my parents and they are here to celebrate the New Year together. I wanted to give something to a friend on the way."

Grandma Li nodded. She knew that Zhang An was talking about the father-in-law and mother-in-law in the city.

After getting ready to work together, Zhang An drove out in his car.

There were a lot more vehicles passing by along the way, and you would never see such traffic at ordinary times.

It is probably because of the Chinese New Year, so many people have to rush back to their hometowns today to celebrate the New Year.

(End of this chapter)