After cleaning up, the wind and snow chopped the leeks that had been washed and dried before, mixed with the scrambled eggs, and then added seasonings to taste, put them aside, chopped the washed green onions and ginger shreds, mixed them into the meat filling chopped by Lu's father and continued to chop.

Their custom here is to eat meat-filled dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve, and vegetarian-stuffed dumplings on the first day of the new year.

Although in Buddhism, leeks and eggs are small meats, but in the hearts of the common people, they are vegetarian fillings.

Meat-free and vegan, quite simple.

The wind and snow are well prepared, in order to let the Lu family have a good year.

Father Lu chopped the meat filling, she cut a piece of awakened noodles and cut them into small noodles, dipped some flour on both sides, and pressed flat.

As a result, Lu's father didn't know how to make dumplings at all, "I can roll dumpling skins!" ”

"That's okay, you roll the dumpling wrappers, I'll wrap them." The wind and snow rolled out a stack of dumpling wrappers before getting off the table.

"Aunt Xue, I'll learn how to make dumplings with you."

"Good!" Feng Qingxue immediately taught Lu Tianjun how to make dumplings, "It doesn't matter if the dumplings look good or not, but the edges must be pinched to death, otherwise they will be easy to rot after being put in the pot." ”

Lu Tianjun is extremely smart, he has never made dumplings, he followed the wind and light snow to learn for a while, and he made it well.

Some dumpling wrappers can't be pinched on both sides, so he follows the wind and snow to learn to knead lace.

On the contrary, it is Lu's father, who claims to be able to roll out dumpling skins, and the rolled out dumpling skins are not round at all, and the thickness is uneven, but they can be used, and they are eaten by their own families, and they are not beautiful and beautiful.

The speed of the three people is not slow, and the dumplings are packed with a curtain and sent outside.

Of course, when the dumplings are frozen, they are covered with something so as not to be discovered.

The leeks and egg fillings that are wrapped first, the number is not much, a total of two curtains are a little more, and they are put away after they are frozen, and then the meat fillings are wrapped.

Feng Qingxue said while making dumplings: "Uncle Lu, it's time to go to junior high school in the spring, right?" ”

She remembered that Lu Jiang said that Lu Tianjun had a solid foundation since he was a child, but because of family composition, he has been going to school step by step, and his school performance is not impressive, but he was also admitted to junior high school.

That's right, exams.

At present, you will only be admitted if you are admitted, whether it is junior high school or high school.

Ingredients are things that measure a person's value, in all aspects, whether it is work or education, those with bad ingredients will always be abandoned, or Wang Zhengguo's efforts, plus Lu Jiang is a soldier, Lu Tianjun's studies have not been interrupted.

Through these things narrated by Lu Jiang, Feng Qingxue deeply understood the importance of good and bad ingredients.

"Yes, I will go to school in the commune in the spring." Lu Father said.

There is no middle school in their village, only the commune, because there are many students in ten miles and eight townships, so there are two middle schools in the commune.

"Do you live on campus?" Although Feng Qingxue didn't go to the commune much, he passed by the commune when he went to the city and county, and he knew better the distance between the commune and the Wanglou brigade, and it took forty minutes to walk.

Lu's father smiled, "I don't live in school, I live at home, I go to school in the morning, I go home from school, and I can do some work to earn work when I am free." ”

He had already told Lu Tianjun that he couldn't stop working because of the light wind and snow.

No matter how little work you earn, it is also the fruit of your own labor.

"That's fine, it's more convenient to eat at home after all." Outsiders who eat well at home don't know that they can't take out the good ones outside, and they can only take coarse grains so that they won't attract attention.

Although the people of this era are particularly simple, it is not without scheming and cunning people.

Lu Tianjun pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two deep dimples.

Seeing him, the wind and snow are like seeing Lu Jiang, the uncle and nephew look very similar, like father and son.