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

"Dad, look..." Sheng Xuejun opened the paper package and his hands began to tremble in surprise.

Sheng Zhongxin stopped and glanced over. He was also stunned. The sweet potato strips were golden and soft in the sun, the biscuits exuded the fragrance of milk, and the colorful candies. There was a lot of each item. It was definitely a big deal. .

The other two people were even more shocked, "C-could it be that someone brought it by mistake? How could they give us such expensive things? It's not like we didn't confiscate the money, this..."

"Dad, what should I do?" No matter how much Sheng Xuejun cared about the food, he would not eat it. "How about I return it to Dr. Song? We haven't touched it either..."

Sheng Zhongxin shook his head, "No, just take it. Doctor Song won't get it wrong. Since she gave it to you, it was a sincere gift. What's it like to give it back?"

"But this is too expensive." Sheng Xuejun was a little uneasy, always feeling like he was taking advantage of others, "Didn't they give us medicine before? Is it appropriate to ask for these again?"

Sheng Zhongxin thought for a while and said, "In Dr. Song's eyes, it should be suitable. After all, we didn't cheat anyone. Of the three large carts of saplings, which one was not picked well? We also helped plant them, so I should too." I’ll give her some rare ones in the future. Also, doesn’t she still like flowers? In a few days, we’ll dig up more and send them to her.”

"But that's not worth the price of these things..." After all, flowers and trees all come from the mountains. They just use their strength and are doing business without capital. But these biscuits and candies are worth just money. No, you still have to ask for a ticket. In the eyes of country people, real rarities used as gifts are definitely the most honorable ones.

But now, it was given to him so easily.

Sheng Zhongxin pondered and said, "Then go to the mountains and see if you can find honey, or hunt a rabbit. If not, I still have some linen at home, so I can return some favors."

Hearing this, Sheng Xuejun felt at ease, and the things in his hands no longer felt as valuable. He carefully took out a biscuit, smelled it first, and then broke it into several small pieces, "Dad, uncle, you guys can try it too." taste."

A few adults ate very slowly and were reluctant to swallow it all at once. They smacked the small piece for a long time.

"good to eat!"

"It smells like milk. Is it because you added milk powder?"

"No, why don't you say it's a rare thing and it's so expensive?"

The group of people talked and gradually walked away. Song Hongguo didn't know that the little things she gave made the other party feel so emotional and even put so much pressure on her. She just felt that they were busy working for most of the day and she didn't even leave a meal. , a little embarrassed, giving the child some snacks can make up for some of the guilt.

After seeing the people off, Song Hongguo started cooking. She planned to eat dumplings for lunch. She ordered filming. This time, she asked the two little guys to wash their hands and work with her.

To make dumplings, the whole family has to make them to enjoy them.

The brothers were choosing and washing vegetables, and she was mixing noodles and stuffing. She used pure white flour. Ling Zhi was a little reluctant to give it up when he saw it. He wanted her to mix in some sweet potato noodles or corn noodles, but she stopped him with just one word. "This is the first time our family has eaten dumplings. It must be the best everywhere, and we can't settle for anything less."

A good start will make the future more prosperous. Ling Zhi is not superstitious, but he is also willing to believe that such good wishes can come true and that their family will get better and better.

With this in mind, Ling Zhi followed her seriously to learn how to knead the noodles, how to do it with hand light, basin light, and dough light. He also followed her to learn how to mix stuffing and how to make it delicious and delicious. Well, this is a bit difficult for him. Because he really couldn't be cruel, so much oil, sugar, and meat were too luxurious.

The mother and son were sitting on the wicker chairs where they were eating. Ling Yuan was in charge of rolling the dough, rolling it quickly and roundly with his little hands. Song Hongguo first showed Ling Zhi how to roll the dough. It should be uniform in size and moderately thick. Ling Zhi had never practiced it before. , not to mention that I rolled it slowly at first, the dumpling wrappers were still strangely shaped, and my face turned red with embarrassment.

Not only did Song Hongguo not scold him, she kept praising and encouraging him, "This is already very good. It's better than when I first learned how to roll it. It doesn't matter if it's not round, it won't affect the bag at all."

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Song Hongguo quickly made a dumpling out of the different-shaped skins. Sure enough, after trimming it with her skillful hands, the wrapped dumpling was round and round like an ingot, festive and cute, completely I can’t see how weird that skin was at first.

Ling Zhi regained some confidence. After that, he rolled out more and became more and more skilled. The rolled out dough finally had a decent shape. Song Hongguo taught them how to make dumplings. In addition to Yuanbao dumplings, there are also Liuye dumplings. , lacy, wheat ear-shaped, and finally a few slightly complicated mandarin duck dumplings.

It has to be said that Ling Yuan is actually quite talented in this area. After learning a few, he became quite interesting in doing it, and Song Hongguo praised him a lot.

The three of them worked together, and within half an hour, they had finished making the dumplings. There were more than 50 dumplings per grate. After they were cooked, they took out two large plates and dipped them in vinegar. They didn't care that the dumplings were still hot. When they took a bite, they were instantly struck by the deliciousness of the shepherd's purse and the freshness of the shepherd's purse. The aroma of meat took over the entire taste buds, and Song Hongguo couldn't help but think of the poem, hibiscus floating in the clear water, and ingots falling on the jade plate.Of all the delicious flavors in the world, this is the most delicious.

After Ling Yuan ate a few without raising his head, he finally had a free mouth and sighed, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, and it's not as comfortable as dumplings. The old saying is so true."

Song Hongguo couldn't help laughing, and turned to ask Ling Zhi, "Do you know the meaning of dumplings?"

Ling Zhi nodded, and the young and handsome face turned a little red from the heat. He said seriously, "Dumplings represent celebration and reunion, and symbolize good luck in the new year. This ingot-shaped one also represents ability." To make money, I heard that during the Chinese New Year, tofu is also stuffed with vegetarian stuffing. I hope that after eating it for a year, I can be pure and clean."

"You have a very comprehensive understanding." Song Hongguo praised him, and then gave the two of them a detailed introduction to the origin of dumplings and traditional customs, and even ended up memorizing a few poems describing dumplings.

It was these few lines of poetry that made Song Hongguo surprised to find that the two little guys' talent in learning was a bit exaggerated to say that they could remember everything they read, but after she said it two or three times, they were able to repeat it word for word. You know, boys usually don't like to recite, but these two brothers not only do not reject it, but on the contrary, they are very interested in it.

After the meal, Song Hongguo taught them a few more famous poems. They both studied the poems very seriously, and within a short time, they all memorized them by heart.

Song Hongguo had to sigh with emotion. He was worthy of being a future boss. His learning ability was so strong. However, later on, he felt sad and sorry for the two brothers. It was a pity that they were born at the wrong time. In his previous life, he was a proper academic master. I was able to have a smooth journey until I graduated from college, but now, study is not as valued as it was in my previous life. Especially a few years later, the schools were closed and even the college entrance examination was cancelled. When the turmoil passed, almost 20 years passed, and the best years were missed. .