When Mrs.
Lin was passing by the yard, she saw her son Goudan playing with stones on the ground and her fourth-bedroom baby Xiaochu, who was almost three years old, and she had an idea.
She knelt down and said to Goudan and Xiaochu, "Do you want to eat rice dumplings?"
When it came to eating, the two little guys nodded in unison, Goudan being more intuitive.
He threw the stone in his hand, stepped forward and hugged Lin's thigh and started acting coquettishly.
"Mom, I want to eat zongzi, I want to eat zongzi" As he spoke, he sniffed, and the snot that was about to flow to his lips was sucked back into his nose by Goudan.
Looking at her slug-nosed son, Mrs.
Lin took out a cotton handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Goudan: "You kid, why are you so dirty?
Wipe your nose quickly."
Goudan took the handkerchief, a gust of wind swept through the clouds, and all the snot got on Lin's handkerchief.
Although it was his own son, Mrs.
Lin was still disgusted and refused to give up.
I really don’t want the cotton handkerchief in my hand.
But she didn't want it, and she didn't have the money to buy it.
She suppressed her nausea, put the handkerchief into her sleeve, and shivered several times.
"Mom, you haven't told me yet, how to eat rice dumplings?"
Goudan asked urgently.
"Go to your third uncle's house.
Your third uncle made rice dumplings.
You go and ask for them later.
If your third aunt doesn't give them to you, roll on the ground and cry.
When will he give them to you?
When will you stop crying?
You know.
No" Lin's method of teaching Goudan was to cry, make trouble, and hang herself commonly used by women.
However, Goudan is a child, so this trick is generally useful.
Goudan nodded immediately.
Xiaochu is still young and doesn't know much, but when it comes to food, he still nods.
She held a baby in one hand and headed towards the third room in a swaggering manner.
Arriving outside the courtyard of the third bedroom, Mrs.
Lin put two small things on the ground.
Let the two kids take the lead first and see what happens.
At this time, Sanfang's rice dumplings were more than half filled, and there were too many children who were greedy for rice dumplings.
Mu Shuangshuang simply asked Yu Siniang to cook a little first, and everyone could try it first.
Yu Siniang was also waiting for Mu Shuangshuang’s meat rice dumplings and rice dumplings with other fillings.
When Mu Shuangshuang said that they would be cooked in batches, she did not refuse.
Instead, she called Xiao Han and started working in the kitchen.
By the time she washed the pot and filled it with water, Xiaohan had already started the fire, and strings of rice dumplings with various fillings were dropped into the pot like dumplings.
Xiao Han sat steadily at the mouth of the stove, staring at the fire in the stove without moving.
In the yard, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng were still busy making rice dumplings.
After countless failures, Lu Yuanfeng's rice dumplings finally looked decent.
Not only are they plump, the rice in the rice dumplings is also compacted.
Mu Shuangshuang on the side was surprised.
"Fengzi, you are simply a genius.
In such a short time, I put the rice dumplings made together and I couldn't tell which ones were made by you and which ones were made by myself."
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Mu Shuangshuang's straightforward praise made Lu Yuanfeng feel his face getting hot.
He looked at the girl next to him.
Although her face was still very immature, her dark eyes were always bright and graceful.
Standing next to her, what you feel is always the most positive thing.
I always feel that life with Shuangshuang is full of hope.
Lu Yuanfeng made some more rice dumplings.
This time, as Mu Shuangshuang said, it was hard to tell who made the rice dumplings.
Because they are so similar.
"By the way, Fengzi, what should we do with so many rice dumpling leaves left?"
Mu Shuangshuang pointed to a large wooden basin holding rice dumpling leaves on the steps.
The rice dumpling leaves that Lu Yuanfeng harvested were harvested in a place far away.
Almost no one had ever been there.
There were a lot of rice dumpling leaves there, and it would be a waste to leave them alone.
Lu Yuanfeng packed a sack and came back.
Mu Shuangshuang took half a sack of rice dumpling leaves and went to the town to sell them, and then earned back the various fillings needed to make the rice dumplings.
"After we finish the package, we'll see who wants it and give it to them," Lu Yuanfeng replied.
Mu Shuangshuang smiled and nodded.
They had made a lot of rice dumplings this time, and the rice dumpling leaves were really no longer needed.
She did a casual calculation and estimated that there were about a hundred.
She even prepared rice dumplings for the students in the school, one for each one.
Then there are twenty rice dumplings for Luo Bai to take back and celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival with his mother.
For others like Zhang Huaishu and Zhang Taro, Mu Shuangshuang was not prepared to give them to them at first.
Later, when she found out that they had never eaten the rice dumplings with the fillings that Mu Shuangshuang made, she decided to give four or five to each household.
Mu Dalang and Huang Bitao, they are not related in Tiedao Village, and they don’t have much money on hand, so they might not be able to make rice dumplings at all.
Divided evenly, after making so much, the rice dumplings distributed to Sanfang, Lu Yuanfeng, and Yuanbao were not many.
The two were chatting and laughing, and suddenly two little dolls came in from the yard.
It's Xiaochu and Goudan.
Xiaochu was a fourth-bedroom child, and Mu Shuangshuang had always been kind to him.
When he came, Mu Shuangshuang became vocal.
"Xiao Chu, come here quickly and show your sister whether she's fat or not."
Xiao Chu ran towards Mu Shuangshuang and hugged Mu Shuangshuang's waist.
"Sister Shuangshuang" he called sweetly.
Mu Shuangshuang put down what she was doing and started teasing Xiaochu.
Goudan looked at this scene and his eyes began to burst with jealousy.
It wasn't because Mu Shuangshuang hugged Xiaochu, but because Mu Shuangshuang didn't welcome him when he came.
Speaking of which, the conflict between Mu Shuangshuang and Goudan can be considered irreconcilable.
Back when Mu Shuangshuang had not traveled through time, Goudan bullied the three children in the third room together.
At the worst point, he nailed Mu Shuangshuang's hair to the bench, which almost hurt Mu Shuangshuang to death.
Xiaozhi and Xiaohan were also bullied.
Even after traveling through time, Mu Shuangshuang has learned how shameless Goudan is, so under normal circumstances, she would ignore Goudan.
"Hey, stinky girl, I heard that your family has made zongzi."
Goudan swaggered to Mu Shuangshuang, stretched out his hand, and asked Mu Shuangshuang for some.
"When you learn to respect your elders and call yourself sister, come back and ask for rice dumplings," Mu Shuangshuang said.
Goudan rolled his eyes.
"You think so beautifully, I won't call you this stinky sister anymore."
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"Oh, now that I'm more ambitious, I remember that when I was arrested in my sister-in-law's Dahe Village, on the way back, I beat her until she cried for her father and mother, and said she would never do anything in front of me for the rest of her life."
Mu Shuangshuang reminded Goudan of the ugly things he had done.
Sure enough, even the young Goudan became angry after being mentioned something scandalous.
He stretched out his hand and hit Mu Shuangshuang.
Mu Shuang stretched out his hands and grabbed Goudan's hand.
But the hand was sticky and he didn't know what it was, and it almost caused Mu Shuangshuang to lose his grip.
"Ouch, I hit someone, Mu Shuangshuang hit someone."
Not far away, Mrs.
Lin saw Mu Shuangshuang grabbing her son Goudan's hand and starting to dance.
As she walked towards the courtyard of Sanfang, she did not forget to splash dirty water on Mu Shuangshuang
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