Although Qiaolian is bulky, she still works very quickly, the vegetable mound is placed on the pot table, she sits on a stool, and chops it with a clanging meal, and chops the meat and vegetables in a short time.

The old lady was not idle, asked where Qiaolian noodles were, and went down to the ground to scoop noodles and noodles.

"Yo, your side is quite white, this was bought from outside?"

The old lady scooped out the white flour from her noodle pocket, and found that it was much whiter than they usually were, so she asked casually.

"Well, I bought it from the county grain store, my family didn't grow spring wheat this year, and I don't have white flour at home.

I didn't buy too much, just those, it's rare for my mother to come over, let's wrap pure white noodles today, if I usually do, I will mix soba noodles in it. ”

The white flour was exchanged by Qiao Lian from the system, and the kind of coarse wheat flour that was specially exchanged at that time had some wheat bran in it, but even so, it was better than this year.

Qiao Lian couldn't help it, this was the closest white face she could find to this year.

When the old lady heard Qiaolian's words, she was very ironed in her heart, and she didn't care how the white noodles came from, scooped two scoops of noodles out, then added water and noodles, and the dough came out to find a curtain cover and put it on the kang to wake up.

It just so happened that Qiaolian over there also chopped the meat filling and vegetable filling, added various seasonings to season and stirred well, and then put a panel on the kang in the house.

The old lady sat cross-legged on the kang, Qiaolian took a stool to sit on, and the two began to make dumplings face to face.

Qiao Lian took out the dough that had almost awakened, kneaded it into long strips, and cut out an even agent directly with a knife.

But when the old lady saw it, she frowned. "When I was at home before, didn't I teach you to use your hands to make medicine? How did you forget that? Do you still cut it with a knife? ”

When Qiao Lian heard this, she remembered that this old lady in her family was the most particular person, and the medicine for making dumplings had to be done by hand.

And the size of the kneading is even, lined up in several rows one by one, which looks both regular and good-looking.

This is not to blame the old lady, the key is that in this year, making dumplings is a very luxurious thing, except for the New Year's holidays, who is willing to make dumplings?

Therefore, this dumpling has a sense of ritual, and it must be done by talking about the rules. The old lady's style is the rule of the Chen family.

"Mother, you don't want to think about it, I used to make dumplings at home, you had the medicine, my sister-in-law and they rolled the leather bags, and several people in the family were busy, so they naturally did it quickly.

But my family is alone with the rolling bag, if you use your hands to make the medicine and arrange it neatly, then when will this dumpling be wrapped?

I didn't have a rut, so I slowly practiced cutting with a knife, so fast. Qiao Lian casually thought of an excuse and prevaricated.

The old lady thought about it, Qiaolian made dumplings alone, if she was as particular as herself, she would really have to wrap it until midnight.

"Well, wait for a few years when Jiayuan is older, just let her help you, you seem to be in your teens, and you will be able to do all the work of cooking on the fire.

At that time, you will be able to do it, and you will be able to do it all these years. The old lady rarely praised Qiaolian twice.

The old lady of the Chen family does not put on a face like someone owes her hundreds of yuan now, but speaks very kindly and kindly, although Qiaolian is still a little unaccustomed, but she is happy in her heart.

The old lady has to live here for a long time, and if she sees the old lady with a calm face every day, it will really not be very good.

Like how good it is now, the two of them are chatting while working, although it is not a joke, but after all, the atmosphere is full of good, and she also hopes that there will be an old man at home to help, especially at this time.

Both mothers have the heart to ease the relationship, and they pay attention to their own words, although they are not as close as other people's mothers and daughters, but they are also full of harmony.

Both of them are the kind of workers who work quickly, and after a while, they pinched out a curtain of dumplings, which is enough for four people to eat.

The old lady looked at the stuffing in the basin, "It's all wrapped, wrap it up and freeze it outside."

At this time, it can be frozen overnight, and when the time comes, find something to put away, and when you are confined, I will take it out and cook it for you to eat.

In case you really have a couple at that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of it when I'm busy. The old lady was also worried about Qiao Lian's birth, so she still prepared some in advance, at least so that she wouldn't be unable to eat.

Qiaolian originally had this meaning, otherwise she wouldn't have chopped so much stuffing, so the mother and daughter began to continue packing, and after a while, they wrapped out a curtain.

Qiao Lian found a white cloth that was quickly cleaned, covered the dumplings, and brought them to the shelf under the eaves outside, where her head froze.

When Mrs. Chen came, Qiaolian didn't let Jiakang Jiayuan start making dumplings, she was afraid that the old lady would not be happy to see it, and she thought that she was too accustomed to children harming things.

My own wife knows best what kind of temper Qiaolian has, this is the first day that people have come, so don't make the old lady angry.

Fortunately, Jiakang Jiayuan was also obedient, and the two of them were silently rubbing the buds of rice.

When the dumplings on the kang were almost wrapped, Jia Yuan carried a small basket of budding rice pulps to make a fire, and helped brush the pot and add water, so when Qiaolian wrapped the dumplings here, the water in the pot was about to boil.

Qiaolian threw a few pieces of dry firewood to the bottom of the pot, the fire suddenly became hot, and the water in the pot immediately boiled away, so the dumplings went in, and the water in the pot was boiled three times, and the dumplings were cooked and fished out.

"Mother, come and taste the dumplings we made today?" Qiaolian cleaned up the table, brought a few plates of dumplings, and the family ate around the table.

"Well, it's good, your stuffing skills are good, it tastes very fresh and delicious." The old lady took a bite of the dumpling and was amazed.

"Eat more, although there are no pigs at home this year, but I bought a lot of meat from the county grocery store some time ago and kept it for the New Year.

We can do whatever my mother wants to eat, there is no shortage of food at home, and my mother can come as comfortable as I am, it's okay. ”

The old lady has always been very polite since she came over, and Qiaolian also knew what the old lady was thinking, and she also figured it out.

No matter what the old lady has done before, now that she has made changes, she doesn't have to hold on to the previous things, she still gets along with the old lady.

There is an old man at home to help, and she can save a lot, otherwise when she gives birth to a child, how can she take care of the four big and young?

Qiaolian persuaded the old lady to eat too much, and the clever Jiakang Jiayuan kept putting dumplings on the old lady's plate, "Grandma, you eat more, the dumplings made by my mother are delicious." ”

The fairy tale was sincere and unpretentious, which made the old lady even happier in her heart, and hurriedly sandwiched dumplings for Jiakang Jiayuan and her children.

"You two also eat, Jiakang and Jiayuan eat more, only when they are full can they grow taller, and help their mother work in the future." The old lady looked at the two children and liked it very much.

"You teach these two children very well, they are sensible and know the rules, and they are much better than those children of your brothers."

The old lady wanted to say a few more words, but she felt that it was not right with the occasion in front of her, so she simply shut up and stopped mentioning it.