In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

When she got home from get off work, Song Hongguo took out a lot of good things from the basket. In addition to the lotus root box she bought at noon, there were eggs, red beans, sticky rice noodles, a strip of pork belly, yellow paper and a handful of incense.

Ling Zhi saw it and wanted to ask something, but couldn't.

Song Hongguo met his hesitant gaze and said with a clear smile, "Tomorrow is Qingming Festival. I will prepare some food later. Let's worship in the backyard tomorrow morning."

Ling Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up, "Is it okay?"

Song Hongguo said casually, "Why not? In our own home, no one can care about it. Besides, others will go up the mountain to worship tomorrow morning. Who doesn't have an ancestor?"

After hearing this, Ling Zhi finally felt relieved and helped her prepare dinner. After returning from the market in the morning, he went up to the tree and picked up a lot of elm money. If he hadn't been afraid of eating too much and wilting and wasting it, he would have wanted to pick up the whole tree. Bald, just like this, it is enough to fill a basket. I washed it several times and put it on the dustpan to control the water. It has long been dried now.

Song Hong ate a small handful of the raw fruit. It was really sweet and had the fragrance of eating spring. There are many ways to make yuqian. Her favorite is steamed yuqian steamed buns. First, sprinkle some salt and pepper powder into the yuqian, and wait. After a few minutes of mixing in flour, there is no need to add more water. The water in the elm money will seep out and it will be almost ready to be kneaded into shape.

Three steamed buns were filled, with more money and less flour. The steamed buns looked green, soft and sweet. Song Hongguo had spicy cabbage and couldn't help but eat three. I originally bought red beans and rice noodles and planned to make some for the occasion. Those who make the Youth League are so full right now that they don’t have much to think about.

However, the sacrifices still had to be prepared. After the meal, Song Hongguo rolled up her sleeves and got busy. The two little guys also followed the busy schedule actively. Even when they saw her pouring so much oil to fry the meat and croquettes, they couldn't bear it. He didn't say anything to dampen the mood, and even took a step aside to make the radish balls round and small, which was not troublesome at all.

In addition to the golden radish meatballs, Song Hongguo also fried a pound of meat. While frying, mother and son ate at the same time. The freshly cooked meat and meatballs had the best texture, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. However, they were too full from dinner, so they didn’t taste good. Dare to eat more.

In addition, we also fried tofu and small fish. The tofu and small fish were bought by Lingzhi at the market. The tofu was cut into diamond-shaped pieces, and the outside was simply coated with starch and sprinkled with peppercorns. It can be eaten directly as a dish or as a fried dish. When used with other vegetables to make soup, the small fish is not very useful. It is only about the length of a palm. I don’t know where it was caught. It doesn’t have much meat, but at least I can make up a few. There are four of them, which are used for worship. Even if the offerings are very rich, add a bowl of dumplings to complete the meal.

After finishing the work, it was already nine o'clock and it was already very dark. Song Hongguo picked out a few fried things, put together two small bowls, put them in a basket, and went to Zhao's house with a flashlight.

There was no one on the road, and it was so quiet that it was as if time had stopped. Song Hongguo was not afraid. An enamel jar was also placed on the road, which was what he had promised a long time ago.

Because they had agreed in the morning, Zhao Zhenhua didn't sleep and kept waiting for her to come to the door. Song Hongguo didn't enter the yard either. She handed him the basket directly at the gate, "It's not much, just a little thought. My cousin will give it to me tomorrow morning." Ask grandpa and grandma, and I will kowtow to them when the time is right."

"Hey, okay, don't worry..." Zhao Zhenhua responded. It was so dark that he couldn't see clearly what was in the basket. When Song Hongguo left and entered the house, he was startled, "I don't know. My mother-in-law..."

"What's wrong?" Sun Shuhong put her shoe soles on the kang under the light of the kerosene lamp. When Zhao Zhenhua handed the basket to her, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, "This is really... giving up."

Zhao Zhenhua sighed with emotion, "Who says it's not the case? Good guy, fried meat, fried fish, fried balls, fried tofu, all four are not left behind. Look at the heat and color of the frying, you didn't save the oil, unlike us Mom made it like that, so she dipped it in some oil and fried it, and the tofu turned a little black, so it was all white."

"Shut up, just that, my mother is feeling very distressed. Otherwise, she is from the city. She has gas stamps every month, so there is no shortage of gas and water." Sun Shuhong looked envious. The son was so greedy that he wanted to reach out and grab it. He patted his paw with a sullen face and said, "There are no rules. You can eat it after the ancestors have finished eating it."

Man Yuan curled her lips and said aggrievedly, "How many pieces can I still get by then?"

He has several brothers above him.

Hearing this, Sun Shuhong glanced at her man and snorted, "Ask your father."

"father……"

Zhao Zhenhua felt sorry for his son, and he also knew that his son could not compete with his cousins ​​in this family, but what could he do? There were more than a dozen people living in different families, so they had to turn a blind eye. It was too fussy. Don't you have to bicker and quarrel all day long?According to his conscience, his father's management of this family is already very fair and just. He can't ask for too much. The situation is difficult now. But now, looking at his son's aggrieved look, he can't hold back and give it to his son. He took a piece of fried meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "Eat it, just this one bite, don't say anything when you go out."

"Okay..." Man Yuan smiled and ate very slowly, reluctant to swallow it in one bite.

When Zhao Zhenhua saw this, he couldn't hold it back and stuffed another croquette into his wife's mouth, "You also have a taste."

Sun Shuhong glared at him, took a small bite herself, and handed it to him.

Zhao Zhenhua happily took it and chewed it very carefully. After swallowing it, he sighed with satisfaction, "I haven't had this taste in many years, and this time I got the advantage of my cousin."

Sun Shuhong asked in a low voice, "Can you take it to dad and take a look?"

"Dad, lie down and wait for tomorrow morning." Zhao Zhenhua took out the two bowls, and then he saw that there was an enamel jar underneath, with a white background and big red letters printed on it. He was even more surprised, "Ouch, Is my cousin still thinking about this?"

"What a good thing?" Sun Shuhong leaned over and asked in surprise after seeing it clearly, "Did you drag your cousin to buy this? This thing is not easy to buy. You need industrial coupons. Why do you have the nerve to open your mouth?"

Zhao Zhenhua explained a few words, "My cousin said that there is no coupon for defective products processed internally."

"Then you have to ask for a favor, right?"

"Well, it's okay. It's not like we won't return it in the future. If we come and go often, there will always be a chance." Zhao Zhenhua fondled the enamel jar with a look of wonder on his face, "My cousin didn't tell me just now. I don't know how much it is."

"Why don't you pay just one or two yuan? I'll ask you tomorrow."

"Okay, don't forget..."

At this moment, Song Hongguo was lying on the bed, teaching the two little ones about the various customs and culture of Qingming Festival and the traditions of various places. In addition to worshiping ancestors, they would also go out for an outing on this day. In some places, they would plant willows and put flowers She also did activities such as flying kites and swings, and eating Qingming fruits and Qingming eggs. She also memorized several popular poems about Qingming Festival for the two of them.

The two of them listened with great interest.