Back to girlhood years

It's dark when ye Fei and his family come back to the city. The main reason is that ye Changhe has been in his hometown for too long. In his words, after the Spring Festival, all the migrant workers have come back. When they meet, they have to say a few words of greetings, and then they forget the time. When ye Changhe said this, his face was red. Ye Fei thought that he must have heard a lot of good words, and he was very proud.

Back at home, Yu Huilan waited at the door and began to move things upstairs. The three men ran twice before they finished moving things. Ye Fei looked at the piled up porch and was speechless. His father moved the supermarket back.

Ye Changhe was not tired after moving things, and he began to introduce the booty to Ye Fei's mother and daughter“ This is cream melon seeds, this is the original, and this, watermelon seeds, I tasted it before I bought it, plum flavor, very delicious. "Then I grabbed a hand and handed it to Yu Huilan, and asked Ye Fei if she wanted to eat it. Ye Fei shook her head, her mouth was very dry, she didn't want to eat this.

Ye Fei took time to drink some water. Her parents were pouring melon seeds into the cereal jar. It was like rain. She suddenly remembered that foreigners don't eat melon seeds. Their melon seeds are used to feed birds. If her parents know, they don't know what to think.

Then there are bags of pistachios, pine nuts, bigens, raisins and other dried fruits. In fact, ye Fei's family doesn't like these very much, but ye Changhe has bought them in recent years. Most of them are used to entertain guests. Ye Changhe likes to see people's envious and surprised eyes. Every year, someone takes bigenguo and asks, "what is this, little walnut?" Ye Changhe answers quietly, "Oh, no, it's called bigenguo. You can't stop being proud of it.

There are two kinds of sweets to buy, the best one is for family members, and the other is to entertain friends and relatives who have money and status. The general kind is to entertain people in their hometown, that is, the kind of poor relatives. They have a lot of knowledge in them. To sum up, they are just a few words, power eyes, typical ordinary citizens.

Ye Fei has no interest in these new year's goods, so she goes to the living room to watch TV“ Come on, Feifei. Your father bought you jelly.

Yu Huilan rushed to the living room and handed the bag to Ye Fei. "Look, it's all your favorite taste.".

Yefei glanced at it, and the bag said that there were all kinds of jellies, that is, there must be something she liked. Her mother was right, but she was over the age of jelly. If you want to say what snacks Ye Fei likes most now, it must be Weilong's spicy bar, jinzai's spicy fish, or youyou's pickled peppers and chicken feet. In a word, they all have something to do with spicy food. However, she has a constitution that is easy to get angry. She usually tastes it easily, and doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. After a lot of experience, she realizes that health preservation is a very important thing.

The last few sentences of Chinese New Year's doggerel are "twenty seven, kill a chicken, twenty eight, make noodles, twenty nine, steam steamed bread, stay up all night on the thirtieth night, and have a twist on the new year's day.".

Ye Fei's family didn't kill chickens or steam steamed bread, but they were still very busy, because Yu Huilan had to make a large pot of dumpling stuffing, and she had to pack some dumplings in advance to avoid confusion when guests came. In previous years, Yu Huilan had done all these things by herself, but this year was different. Ye Fei offered to help and tricked Ye Changhe in by the way, for the reason that her father was in a hurry, You have a lot of strength. It must be delicious if you chop the meat.

Ye Changhe looks at his daughter's adoring eyes and rolls up his sleeve. OK, I'll chop it.

Ye Fei gives Yu Huilan a smug smile, "Mom, I'm peeling onions outside, you and my father are chopping meat.".

Yuhuilan whispered "villain", and took an apron into the kitchen.

In fact, ye Fei doesn't like dumplings, and she can't understand the enthusiasm of Chinese people, especially the previous generation, for dumplings. Yu Huilan insists on chopping her own meat stuffing, saying that it's delicious, but there's no meat flavor in the machine.

Ye Fei is speechless. Is the meat grinder white bone essence? It can absorb the flavor of meat. But ye Changhe also insisted, she can only compromise, anyway, it is not her cut, otherwise that a big lump of meat cut down, her two arms are not waste.

The sound of "bang bang" soon came out of the kitchen, and I suddenly felt that the Chinese new year was not so boring.

It took almost a whole day to make dumpling stuffing alone. In addition to mushroom pork, celery pork, Yu Huilan also made a plain stuffing, leek eggs. Ye Fei asked, why do you make so many.

If someone doesn't eat meat stuffing, you can't let the guests go hungry.

Who is so sentimental, do not eat meat, ye Fei asked when this is gnawing chicken feet.

You don't eat at that table.

Yefemo, well, she almost forgot this, but Qin song didn't come to their home for the new year. Suddenly, she patted her head and cried, "Mom, I'll tell you something. I have something to go out on the sixth day of junior high school..."

Ye Fei pondered over the use of words and said it all over again. Unexpectedly, Yu Huilan didn't even think: "go, go, and don't spend money.".

Ye Changhe came out of the kitchen with his shoulders moving and said, "go ahead. Your father has never seen the sea in his life. He didn't have any money before, but now he has some money, and he can't bear it. Otherwise, your mother and I will go too.".

This is sad, ye Fei said: "when I make a lot of money, please go to the seaside with your mother, grandma and grandfather."

"Ha ha ha, when you make money, it will be a long time..." Ye Changhe stops and suddenly thinks of what Yu Huilan said. Ye Fei has made 20000 yuan. He thinks Yu Huilan is exaggerating. Now that he comes to this, he has to ask how much money YE Fei has.

"My little money is not enough for me to go out and play by myself." Ye Fei is careless. If ye Changhe knows that she has so much money, she will confiscate it. After all, in Ye Changhe's eyes, she is still a child.

Ye Changhe heard her say so, and really no longer asked, only said: "girls just want to go out to see the world, otherwise how to know the rich family's children, you have fun, I and your mother go to the temple fair.".

This saying, ye Fei curls his mouth, such words really accord with Ye Changhe's character, she is too lazy to refute.

"Come on, ye Fei, come in and help. Let's wrap some first. Your father is hungry.".

"Oh, I see." Ye Fei remembers that she did not wash her hands, so she patted her head. After a serious smell, if there was a smell of chicken feet with pickled peppers in her hair, she cried and rushed into the bathroom.

"Ye Fei, what are you doing? Hurry up," Yu Huilan calls again.

"Wait a minute, I'm washing my hair." Yefei's vague voice came from the bathroom.

"This child, how do you wash your hair at this time?" Yu Huilan pointed out, "Changhe, I'll pack two kinds of stuffing. Which one do you want to taste?".

When ye Fei heard this, she couldn't help feeling that her mother was more and more like a good wife and mother. She thought about her father before everything, hoping his father would know how to cherish it.