A Rural Life in the 70s

Qin Wei understood Xiao Qiu’s confession, nodded with a smile, turned and left, and when he turned back, he found Li Xi standing under the door of the hall. Laughing at them slightly.

"...Li Xi mother!" Full of joy and retreat, a little bit of dim sum, Qin Qin's voice is not consciously brought a little hesitation.

Li Xi smiled and groaned slowly. He said, "What do Xiaoqi still let the scorpion do? We are not outsiders. If you have anything, prepare for anything. Don't bother."

Xiaoqiu crossed the Qin dynasty and smiled and greeted him: "Daddy, don't bother, it's the fruit wine I told you before, stuffed it up, and it's not far away, let Gezi take it in the past. Two small jars come over, let's try together."

When she spoke, she had already come to Li Xi, and she looked at Li Xidao like her daughter. "I don’t want to show off, just want to let my grandmother and the two mothers taste together, give me some tips, later Do it better if you do it again!"

As a result, Li Xi is not good at anything. He can only smile and say: "Gonzi will go for a trip. Don't take too much. Try it. I can't drink with your grandmother."

Qin Lan just promised to go, Xiao Qiu took Li Xi to sit in the shade of the yard, and invited Song Xiulian to come and talk with him. It happened to be Jiang Chenghe and took the good fruits and gave them. The two put a copy and let them say while eating.

"Mother, you and my godmother are eating grapes." Looking at Song Xiulian handing a bunch of grapes to Li Xi, Xiaoqiu said again, "Mother, you and my godmother discuss and discuss, give me a new dress to embroider the grapes. Good-looking, my godmother’s aesthetic vision is good, listen to her to tell you.”

Song Xiulian has always been supple, not only for her husband, but also for her children, especially the older daughter who has always had a vision. She is not used to having her own opinions.

At this moment, I heard Xiaoqiu say this, and I didn’t feel that my niece was raising her mother to devalue herself. Instead, she smiled and looked up at Li Xi, saying: “Xiao Qiu’s right words, Li Dafu is a book of knowledge. The people of Da Li, see the world more... Xiaoqiu said to me before, let me help her sister to make a skirt, plain fabric, what to do with puff sleeves, lotus leaf collar, but also on the skirt Embroidered grapes... I have never learned to paint, and embroidered also learned fur when I was a child. Now, it is good to embroider a small flower on their collar. She still wants grape bunches and grape leaves and vines. The little one also followed her sister's sorrow, and spoiled the madness and refused to give up... I was guilty, and Dr. Li quickly helped to think about it, so I sent two Nizi."

Song Xiulian didn't talk, but when she spoke, it was such a long story. Li Xi heard a straight hair, and suddenly he raised a smile. He said: "The big sister is too polite... Xiaoqiu’s eyesight is also excellent. The embroidered pattern that I came up with was also fresh... embroidered a grape pattern... I didn’t learn painting, and I have limited ability to conceive patterns. However, my old lady loves calligraphy, and there is no in the pictorial. If you paint less grapes, it is better for me to go home and look for it. Let Qin Hao send it to you. Can you see if you can use it?"

"Ah, that's great. There are pictures that are inferior to nature. I am afraid that the embroidery of my three-legged cat is too bad..."

Xiao Qiu made cooking in the kitchen, and the ears were stalking and listening to the outside. They actually chatted, and she smiled and stopped paying attention.

She doesn't care about what her mother and Li Xi are talking about, just don't be too cold, and it will be fine.

Moreover, she has confidence in her own aging mother, so gentle and sullen people, as long as they break the initial birth and ambiguity, and who can come.

Some stir-fry, hot dishes, mixed dishes, seven bowls and eight bowls, and soon picked up the neat.

Chengjiang Chenghe helped the end dish, Xiao Xia Xiaodong and Cheng Gui ran to tell the rice.

At this moment, not only did Qin Qi take the wine back, but Cheng Ling also came over. The old and the young were divided into two places. The men were in the partial hall, and the women and children put a table on the eaves of the East House. Xiaoqiu’s dishes did not say that everyone in the room had eaten, and he would like to boast a few words at random. It was the two snacks that came up, a glutinous rice cake with black sesame stuffing, and a glutinous rice cake with red bean paste. Wu’s grandmother tasted it.

For a moment, she silently ate a piece of snack and took another snack to eat. This made it a breath: "This snack is made in the same way as I used to eat." There is a Bianqiao pastry shop selling a variety of cakes, selling Qingtian in the Ching Ming Festival, selling cakes at the Dragon Boat Festival, eating sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chrysanthemum Cakes in Jiujiu Chongyang. Dingsheng cake... People say that the number of bridges in Sioux is unclear, and the cakes in Ningcheng are also unclear, and they are their home."

Said, looking back to Zhong Yuqin smiled: "I really did not expect that the Song family's sister's hand is so clever, can actually make such a good taste of the cake ... taste the taste of this cake is so authentic, the big sister is not to Jiangnan?"

Zhong Yuqin smiled and shook his head. He said: "This time you really praised the wrong person. This cake is not made by me. It was made by our old Song. Their old Song family used to be a family-made snack. When he was young, he was young. Sheng, always feel that the variety of snacks at home is monotonous, he ran to Jiangnan to learn art, according to himself, he also went to Yangcheng specifically... Oh, but after a small twenty years, the craft is also unfamiliar!"

"Oh, the Song brothers have gone to Jiangnan to learn art, but they really have a heart!" Wu Grandma sighed and said nothing.

Usually, in order to maintain her health, she only eats eight full points. Today she even unknowingly eats it. Then she smiles while appetizing her appetite: "It’s rare to eat the authentic taste of hometown, and it really becomes a child. Greedy."

Zhong Yuqin said with a smile: "If you like it, there is still steaming on the cage. After you take two boxes, you bring it back and eat it slowly."

In general, this time two gatherings, said to be full of wine and full of food, the guest and the host are full of joy, Wu grandmother left and took the hand of Zhong Yuqin reluctantly, and then stayed for a few more days, their old sisters really like each other. Seeing hate late, all in the capital, but also gathered together in three different times.

Zhong Yuqin just smiled and promised.

Waiting for the Wu family to turn back, Xiaoqiu will find a grandfather's showdown: "I really didn't think that my grandfather's craftsmanship was so good. This kind of craftsmanship must be passed down. Otherwise, I don't say that my grandfather was a few Jiangnan. It’s a shame that I’m going to Yangcheng’s hard work, it’s a shame that these good things are lost!”

Originally, I drank a few glasses of wine. Song Shengshu’s face was ruddy and fluent. He could listen to Xiaoqiu’s words. The old man couldn’t help but remember that the “Zhaofengyuan” facade opened all over the province, and the famous name was spread to Beijing and Tianjin. So good. The situation is like a flower with a raging fire, but suddenly it has changed into a day. Hula has become a mirror of flowers and water, like a dream.