The day after Lu Jiang received the letter, it was the winter solstice.

The winter solstice does not serve dumpling bowls, and no one cares about freezing ears.

The army canteen got half a pig, and started to work early in the morning, wrapping a meal of pork and cabbage-filled dumplings, and Feng Qingxue also wrapped a few curtains of white-flour dumplings with his family at home.

Lu Tianjun and Guan Yu both coughed a little, so she didn't adjust the pork filling, but changed it to mutton filling.

Lamb and cabbage go best together.

Two parts of mutton fat, three parts of meat, seven parts of cabbage and green onions.

It was through the back door of Zhang Yuejin, a piece of fat mutton bought with a meat ticket, and when she chopped the stuffing, she quietly took out a piece of half-fat and half-thin mutton from the space and mixed it into it, and also mixed a little flour in the space into the white flour, anyway, others couldn't see it.

Since Zhang Yuejin and Wang Jiao got married, it has been much more convenient for Feng Qingxue to buy things, she has a ticket in her hand, sent by Huo Beiting, and sent by Lu Jiang with a letter, Zhang Yuejin killed pigs and slaughtered sheep, what meat does she want to buy, tell Zhang Yuejin, Zhang Yuejin will leave it for her in advance, and if she wants to buy other non-staple foods, Zhang Yuejin will also help bring back the Wang Lou brigade.

After Feng Qingxue waited for Lu Tianjun to boil the pot, he first put down a large pot of dumplings, fished them out with a fence and put them in the basin, put the dumplings in the basin with the lid, and called Guan Cheng and said: "Ah Cheng, you send it to Jianghe and them, go and return quickly." ”

"Okay, Aunt Xue!" Guan Cheng rubbed his eyes and rushed out of the door with the food box.

Jianghe's house is close to the cowshed, just to the west of the cowshed, and the other families in the production brigade are naturally farther away than the Lu family.

It was freezing cold, and Guancheng really didn't meet anyone along the way.

Seeing a large pot of hot dumplings coming out of the food box, Jiang He and Zhang Erya's eyes immediately turned red, but the young children cheered and salivated at the white and chubby dumplings.

"Dumplings, dumplings! Big sister, dumplings with white noodles! The fat girl was the youngest, and she pulled Zhang Erya's shirt and didn't let go.

Guan Cheng smiled and said, "Jianghe, Erya, you quickly put the dumplings into the bowl, I have to bring the basin back." ”

"Okay!"

Jiang He and Zhang Erya agreed, and quickly put the dumplings into the coarse porcelain bowl.

The coarse porcelain bowls and bamboo chopsticks at home were bought and sent by Feng Qingxue.

Guan Cheng returned home with a food box filled with empty pots, and the second pot of dumplings had just come out of the pot, steaming white.

Father Lu sat on the top, Feng Qingxue was distributing chopsticks, Lu Tianjun brought the last bowl of dumplings to the table, and beckoned Guan Cheng to say: "Ah Cheng, come here, eat it while it's hot, it's not delicious when it's cold." ”

Guan Cheng answered and sat down in his place.

It's not as delicious as dumplings, everyone patronizes and buries their heads in eating, and there is no other sound on the table except for the sound of chewing.

The child has a small stomach, Lu Tianzhi, Guan Yu and Feng Qingyun are soon full, and they get off the table and go out to play with their hands, leaving Father Lu and Feng Qingxue, Guan Cheng, and Lu Tianjun to continue to chew and swallow slowly.

When there was still a dumpling left in the bowl of wind and snow, the child led an old man in his fifties in.

"Sister, someone is looking for you!"

Feng Qingxue looked up at the door, but she didn't recognize the other party, but she still put down the bowl and stood up, "May I ask who comrade is?" ”

The old man was dressed as an authentic peasant, wearing a patched black cotton jacket and black cotton trousers, tied his trouser legs, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, a cigarette pouch pinned to his waist, a burden behind his back, and his bronzed face was full of wrinkles.