In fact, Zheng thought so in his heart: If the old lady just doesn't give it, you will secretly send it, so it is better for the old lady to take the initiative to give it, and let outsiders know that the old lady raised a thief! As for what you said, the old lady only farts you!

"Your mother?"

"Well, it's not me!"

He Jinhuai emphasized again, he is really innocent!

In order to prove that he really didn't want to run here, He Jinhuai touched the Xiao family's stove room by himself, and then poured his things and left, not staying here for a second longer, and not saying a word to Xiao Qingyue.

He Jinhuai is self-satisfied: My image of Leng Bawang today is maintained quite well!

It's just that after he walked a long way, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to tell Xiao Yue about the pickled vegetables.

"People are kind enough to send you things, but you still hate them."

After He Jinhuai left, Meng said that Xiao Qingyue was gone.

"I'll just say it casually."

In fact, Meng also felt that He Bawang was too diligent, if he had been so diligent, if Yueya really married again, then the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was estimated to be enough.

After these days, Meng felt that He Bawang was quite good, and he was quite in favor of Yueya marrying him, so he wondered whether to mention this kid a few times, so that he could be restrained and restrained, and he was a little more snuptile.

*****

After He Jinhuai left, Meng took a few granddaughters to prepare lunch, An was still in confinement and did not come out to help, she suffered a crime when she gave birth, Meng asked her to sit on the double full moon and then come out.

In addition to the incomplete number of people in this year's New Year's dinner, the food is not worse than in previous years, with chicken and duck meat.

"Milk, do you want to make dumplings?"

Xiao Qingyue asked after lunch.

"Want to eat?"

"I don't really want to, but I don't have anything to do in the afternoon."

In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, there are many old customs, women don't even move the needle and thread, it's cold and it's not easy to go out, and there is no entertainment, it's really boring.

Hearing her say this, Meng Shi smiled.

"That's the bag, you bought those white noodles and eat them when you don't eat them at this time, and it just so happens that there are radish and cabbage at home to make the filling."

"Cheng, I'll chop the stuffing first."

Xiao Qingyue, who found something to do for herself, went to the stove room to chop the radish and cabbage from the hall, and when she chopped the filling, she was a little nostalgic for the modern seasonings, but there were too few condiments at this time.

She pondered, after the New Year, she will find someone to make a small stone mill for her, which will be used to crush the spices, and then she will first eat some spices herself, if she makes it well, she can also sell it, and with the money, she can buy more and more complete spices back, and she wants to carry forward the incense of the Xiao family in the previous life in this world.

Originally, I adjusted the two kinds of fillings of radish and cabbage, but when I wrapped it in the back, I found that the noodles were more lively.

"What do you do, roll out the dough and eat it?" Meng asked Xiao Qingyue.

"Don't, I see there are two carrots in the stove room, I'll chop them."

"That's done."

By the time the carrot-stuffed dumplings were also wrapped, it was getting dark.

After a while, Meng Shi set up dinner, and the day passed like this, Xiao Qingyue felt bored and couldn't describe this kind of life.

On nights like Chinese New Year's Eve, many places have the habit of keeping the New Year, but there is no such custom in this place in Jiangbei, it is really boring, Xiao Qingyue went to tease Xiao Si, and by the way, he and Meng Shi took Xiao Si's big name: follow the blue characters of the sisters, suffix a warm, nickname Nuan Nuan.