MTL - Song Tan Jishi-Chapter 33 Make dumplings

  Chapter 33 33. Making dumplings

  The eldest aunt was shocked by the results of her own analysis.

  What kind of farming?

   You talk so politely, but in fact it’s not farming. What’s the point of farming? Now that the economy is bad, being able to have a stable job is not better than anything else?

  She hurriedly put the meat aside, walked over and asked, "Sister, are you serious?"

  Ulan was washing vegetables: "Yes. Did you see the car at the door? Tan Tan earned money by selling wild vegetables."

   What a spring and autumn brushwork! This was obviously bought to sell wild vegetables.

  Song Tan was blowing bubbles beside her, and she was dumbfounded when the bubbles exploded.

  Seeing her stunned, Qiao Qiao quickly reached out and touched her head: "Don't cry, don't cry, Qiao Qiao will blow you a big one."

  Song Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sister didn't cry, you should blow one to grandpa first!"

  Grandpa is getting old and has bad legs and feet. He has been in a wheelchair for the past two years, and he has become more and more depressed. Now that his granddaughter and grandson are with him, he looks cheerful, with a deflated mouth and a big grin.

  But Song Tan's grandma, who works in the fields from time to time, is more capable than ordinary young people.

  At this moment, she was looking at a big pot of shepherd's purse, disliked the cold water in the faucet, and drove Ulan aside:

   "Tell me, we have this shepherd's purse all over the field, why do you bring so much?"

   "Didn't it mean that Tantan can make money selling this? It would be nice to keep it and sell it."

  The well water drawn up from the faucet is very cool, but grandma doesn't seem to feel it at all, obviously she is used to it.

  Ulan looked at her gray hair, but now she didn't feel sorry for the money: "This year's wild vegetables are growing very well, and I have made a lot of money. That's right, I'm here today to make dumplings for you."

   "When you and my dad don't want to cook, let's cook some dumplings. It's easy to bite and easy to digest."

  Although they share the same yard, grandma and uncle live in their own places and eat their own food. There is a good dish to share with everyone, but not together in daily life.

  The eldest aunt also came up together: "Sister, what do you think? Look at our Tan Tan, how good-looking! After working in Ning Province, find a local, what a blessing!"

   "If you stay in the village, what good partner can you find? Aren't you delaying her?"

  She looked at Song Tan who was coaxing grandpa with Qiao Qiao, and lowered her voice: "Qiao Qiao is like this, you can't drag the child down for him."

  My aunt, as a slightly patriarchal thinker, can say this, which shows that she really loves the child.

  Ulan was not angry either: "Sister-in-law, I didn't agree at first, but when Tan Tan came back, she was haggard and weak, saying that she was exhausted from work—that's why I let it go and take care of her for a year or so."

   "As for farming, the child insisted on doing it. I thought there was plenty of room at home, so I let her go."

   But about objects...

   "She's just starting to work hard, and the little money in her hand has already been spent. Tell her to do it first, and then talk about going back to work when she gives up."

  Working outside is really exhausting, and the eldest aunt's son and daughter are also working hard outside. Hearing this, he sighed and put down the shepherd's purse in his hand:

   "Make dumplings, right? I'm going to chop the meat—oh, you've got too much. After making these dumplings, they can fit into a refrigerator."

  Song Sancheng is a little greedy—chef Ulan is focused on making money, and he only wants to sell this wild vegetable. If it wasn't for Tan Tan's strong request to make it at home, he wouldn't even have to think about it.

   That's it, the shepherd's purse dumplings at home have been eaten long ago, and they haven't been made yet.

  So he was complacent: "His aunt, don't worry! Let's say that this wild vegetable costs 20 yuan a catty. That's not bragging. You will know it when you eat it, but you don't have to eat it."

  For example, their family of four can eat more than one hundred dumplings in one meal!

  I brought ten catties of shepherd's purse today, and some other things, it won't last long at all.

  The eldest aunt didn't believe it at all: "I eat this shepherd's purse every year, what flowers can I eat?"

   Turning his head to look at the big two pieces of meat, he quickly shouted again: "Qiao Qiao, go ahead and ask your uncle to come back and chop the meat!"

  …

  Uncle Wu Chengtao rushed back not long after:

   "Oh, that's a good call! I even lost two hundred and they wouldn't let me leave the table. I'm so anxious!"

  The eldest aunt scolded him: "If you lose a card, you want to run away. If they don't have enough people, who will call you?"

  The uncle was also aggrieved: "I said they wouldn't do it if they paid one yuan, otherwise I would definitely not run away."

  The key is who is fighting the landlord for one dollar!

  The eldest aunt rolled her eyes and stuffed the kitchen knife into his hand: "Hurry up, chop it up and make dumplings at night."

  The uncle turned his head and washed his hands, then asked, "Who owns the car outside? Sancheng, have you taken your driver's license test?" He also looked ready to move.

  Song Sancheng waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I'm taking the exam. Isn't it because Tan Tan made money selling vegetables at home, and then bought a car, so it's convenient to go out."

   Good guy!

  Song Tan thought to himself, why does everyone put gold on her face? No wonder she's pretty good at talking, too—it's all hereditary.

The uncle looked at the car enviously: "Pickup is better, it can be loaded, how practical. When my son bought a car, I said to buy a big one, but he insisted on buying a small car, and the whole family can stuff it into it." Squeezed."

  Uncle’s son is working in the urban area now, and recently had a girlfriend, so he took his savings, and the family also pooled some money, first bought a car, and went back to the woman’s house to save face.

  Looking at the meat on the chopping board again, he was dumbfounded: "How many dumplings do you have to make?"

  Ulan laughed:

   "I'm coming back this time to load the family's straw into a cart. I don't want to buy more meat. Why don't you think about it."

  The uncle glared at her:

   "Straw is worthless, you can pull it as you want, and you can make so much at once, you will eat it for a long time."

  Song Sancheng still had that mysterious smile:

   "I'm convinced if you can last until the end of the month with these dumplings! Hurry up, the dishes are all washed, it's time to knead the noodles."

  He is waiting to eat.

  So the family got busy vigorously.

   After the noodles were reconciled, even the grandfather in the wheelchair began to make dumplings slowly.

   But grandma looked at the shepherd's purse, smelled it again, and nodded secretly: "No wonder you said that this dish costs twenty yuan. The taste is different from before, and it is fragrant."

When she said this, the eldest aunt seemed to think it smelled a little too good, so she said generously: "Mom, you and my dad like to eat soft and rotten dumplings. These dumplings will be frozen in your refrigerator later. I want to eat your dumplings." Cook some by yourself, it will still be nutritious and easy to digest.”

   "We don't need it, we want to eat and dig it ourselves."

   Then Ulan said: "If you want to pull straw, you can just pull it directly. That thing is useless except to catch fire. We don't plan to grow rice this year, so it's better to buy it and eat it ourselves."

  Ulan was not too polite: "Okay, I'll let Qiao Qiao and the others load the car later. But sister-in-law, you can share half of these dumplings with our mother. They are really different from other wild vegetables."

  She has tasted all the other wild vegetables in the village, but no one has this smell.

   I’ve written several chapters, and a day hasn’t passed in the text... How slow I am!

   Today is the third watch!

   Also, I thought that no one would guess the answer to the previous chapter, but I didn’t expect the answer to come out within a day or even a few hours.

   Lu Xiaowen, I remember you.

   Applause for her! !

  (end of this chapter)