Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 454 New Year's Eve 1
Early in the morning, He Miao was sleepy and staring dazedly, but was pulled up by He Rong and said, "Hurry up and get ready, at noon today, there will be a lot of things to do to worship ancestors."

"Mother, let me sleep for a while, I'm sleepy." After He Miao finished speaking, she covered her head and shrank into the quilt.

"Who are you kidding? We fell asleep as soon as we arrived at Xushi last night."

"Falling asleep doesn't mean falling asleep, okay?" He Miao said resentfully.

In the past two days, the peppers in the space are ripe. Last night, she secretly worked in the space for half the night before planting another crop. Now she is not only sleepy, but also has a backache. Is it easy for her? She, now even I can't sleep well.

Seeing that she really didn't think about it, He Rong shook her head and said, "Sleep for another quarter of an hour, and I'll call you later."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

But when she came to call her again, seeing her obvious dark circles, her heart softened, and another two quarters of an hour passed.

Seeing that it was really impossible to hide, he dragged her up.

He Miao squinted at her for a while, and then got up and put on her clothes after seeing that there was no room for discussion.

Then hurriedly ate the meal that He Rong had left, and then hurried out with her.

When walking halfway, He Miao thought of Xiaodouzi, the only male in the family, and hurriedly asked, "Mother, where is Xiaodouzi?"

"I was called away by your grandfather early in the morning, saying that he wanted paper-cut money to stack gold ingots." He Rong said.

"Can only men stack?"

"No, but today women have to be busy going to lunch, so all the sacrifices are left to their men."

"Oh." He Miao didn't ask again after hearing this.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, they found a shed and four large stoves on the opposite side of the ancestral hall, and the women in the clan were already busy.

There were those who washed vegetables, those who cut vegetables, and those who killed chickens and fish. They gathered around in twos and threes and chatted about something. It was quite lively.

To be honest, it was the first time in her two lives to participate in this kind of activity, and she really found it quite novel.

"He Rong and He Miao, come here." At this moment, the grandma shouted.

"Hey, Auntie, here we come." He Rong responded and hurriedly led He Miao over.

Then he asked, "Auntie, if you have any orders, just ask them."

"That's right, the old man said that He Miao's dishes are delicious, so those who celebrate the Chinese New Year should also let the ancestors taste them, so she will also cook these sacrificial dishes today." The grandmother said.

"Auntie, you should come here, she doesn't understand anything, so don't make any mistakes." He Rong said in a daze.

The main reason is that there is something particular about it, and He Miao has never done it before, and I am afraid that she will make a mistake, and it will be a big trouble if she can't keep up with the ancestor worship.

"Don't worry, let me watch her here, nothing will go wrong."

"That's it, I'll help you."

"Well, that's what I mean too. Prepare this first before making lunch." After the grandma finished speaking, she said to He Miao, "You can make five simple snacks first, this will be more troublesome."

"Okay." He Miao responded, and then quickly searched for the things that could be used in his mind.

One is fried small twists, which are mixed with warm water, flour, sugar and eggs, kneaded into small twists and deep-fried until golden and peeled off.

The second type uses the same noodles, add sesame seeds, cut the leaves into triangles and fry them in a good oil pan until golden and peel off.

(End of this chapter)