"Old sister-in-law is here to grind beans?" An old lady walked out of the mill. She had more wrinkles on her face than the old lady at her age, but this was also because the old lady Xu had better maintenance for half a year, but it was actually better than this. The old lady is a few years older.

"Sister Xiuzhi, is this for you to grind?" Yu Chunhua watched the white soy milk flowing from the machine, the rich flavor made her face a little smile.

"I'll be able to grind well soon. The children at the end of this year are happy to have broken those children." Aunt Xiuzhi said so, but seeing the joy in her eyes, she must be happy too.

Yu Chunhua nodded, "It's not something wrong. In the remaining few days, the adults are not busy like spinning tops, and the children can enjoy themselves, playing around and eating delicious food all day long."

The people who came to grind tofu were all together chatting together, even if the temperature was very low at this time, no one felt cold, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was enough to make everyone feel warm.

At this time last year, the people in the village should be gathered in the village branch according to their work points to divide pork and other delicate things, but this year they all started to live their own small lives. As long as God is not difficult for them, they usually work harder and harder at the end of the year. It is said that you can eat whatever you want. There is only one Spring Festival every year, and chickens, ducks and fish are relatively willing to spend money. For this Spring Festival, they have done a lot of preparations before.

Seeing the cheerful faces of the people around him, Yu Chunhua was also happy in her heart.

This year will make her happy compared to previous years. Her son was promoted and raised, her daughter-in-law was about to give birth, her granddaughter had excellent grades, and the family was in good health. There is really nothing to regret.

Of course, she also thought that this year Liu Yongtao might bring her two grandchildren to pay a New Year's greetings. After all, her daughters are gone. The old Liu's family usually has a bit of brain, and will look at the two grandchildren and walk with them.

After grinding the beans and pushing the trolley back home, Xu Jianjun and his daughter were already up, but Qin Xuejuan seemed to feel heavier and heavier, still leaning on the bed.

The old lady was not at all unhappy, and now the whole family is staring at Qin Xuejuan closely, fearing that there will be some accidents, then they can stop cooking.

"So fragrant?" Xu Ning followed her grandma to the kitchen. A pot of pot in the stove had already been cleaned up by her grandma. "Grandma, do you want to start doing it now?"

"Just do it, don't delay eating." The old lady cleaned up briefly and started to get busy.

Xu Ning didn't know it either. He just stood by and watched, not that he wanted to learn, but was purely curious.

I saw the old lady picking up the bucket and pouring the ground soy milk into the pot. The bottom began to live. In the middle was flipping the soy milk in the pot while adding brine to it. As time went by, the soy milk tasted better. It is getting richer and richer.

The old lady looked at the little face of her granddaughter and smiled: "We can still eat bean curd for breakfast."

"This is great. I haven't eaten Douhua for a long time. The lady in our village who used to walk the streets and alleys to sell Douhua hasn't been here for a long time." Xu Ning saw this and prepared it in another pot. Make porridge for breakfast.

"Why don't you come, come in two days, you haven't seen it all the time."

"Then my luck is really bad." Xu Ning didn't care, anyway, he could eat it at home soon.

Even if Qin Xuejuan was pregnant with a child, she didn't feel that she would be hypocritical at home. She got up after lying down for a while, and she would walk in the yard for a period of time every day.

This is not just coming out, smelling the aroma of beans at home, came to the door of the kitchen, looked at the white soy milk in the pot, and felt that my saliva began to secrete.

"Ma's tofu is better than the outside, but unfortunately it can only be eaten at the end of each year."

The old lady glanced at her daughter-in-law, and when she saw her red complexion, she smiled and said, "If you want to eat, just say it. It doesn't take much effort anyway."

"If you want to eat later, I'll help you make it together."

After the soy milk was cooked, the old lady poured out all the soy milk in the pot, and contained half a porcelain bowl of bean curd separately, and added some vinegar and chopped green onion during breakfast to relieve her hunger.

After that, she set up two wooden boards on the stove, put a bamboo sieve a few sizes smaller than the stove, covered with a layer of snow-white baggage, and poured the bean curd directly into it.

Finally, I flipped it with a spoon to let the air out, then flattened a hemp rod cover on it, and lifted the heaviest ceramic pot in the house and pressed it up. Put it in the pot and wash it clean. Big rock.

"Well, just leave it like this, we can eat tofu at noon." The old lady twisted her waist twice and let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, the breakfast point was naturally over, it was almost nine o'clock, and the Xu family prepared meals for breakfast.

At the dinner table, Xu Ning held a bowl of bean curd and ate it deliciously. It contained a little vinegar and crisp green onion, a little sesame oil and a little chili oil. The chili oil was just squeezed out by her, not particularly spicy. It's very fragrant.

"Grandma's craftsmanship is awesome, so delicious." Xu Ning praised.

The old lady was not modest, and said with a smile: "I learned from your grandfather. You have never tasted the tofu made by your grandfather. That's delicious. Compared to the tofu sellers in our village, they all make tofu. Okay, I learned 60 to 70% of the skill."

"I have eaten it. It is indeed very delicious, but my mother's cooking is not bad." Xu Jianjun echoed.

The old lady glared at her son, "After pressing it down, I will give you Uncle Jiang a few prescriptions, and then I will send two prescriptions to the old medicine head. Let's eat the rest."

"Okay." Xu Jianjun nodded simply.

Xu Ning started to think about it, "Why don't we make a stewed cabbage tofu vermicelli at noon?"

"It's up to the girl." Xu Jianjun really likes the meals made by his family, especially those made by the girl. He likes it even more. He doesn't change the shark fin and abalone for him.

Xu Ning continued: "The fish are also very fat. Let's send two to Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Yao. We won't be able to finish eating so much in a while."

"Oh, I almost forgot this crop. How old are the fish?" the old lady asked immediately, impatiently.

Xu Ning got up and went to the kitchen with a smile, sent the fish out of the space, and then brought it into the hall.

"Oh, this head is really big, it has to weigh four catties, right?" Xu Jianjun looked at the fish churning in the basin. Now the fish on the market is generally two or three catties, and of course there are also large ones, but the fish are average. It tastes best when it is three or four kilograms, while carp that is too big is the best.

Qin Xuejuan looked at the carp and said with a smile: "We have a family of four and we can't finish a meal."

The old lady murmured: "It is estimated that one person in Jianjun will be able to eat one."

"Mom, did you demolish your son's TV station like this." Xu Jianjun was really dumbfounded when he was complained by his mother.

Xu Ning sent the fish back to the kitchen and sat down at the dining table, "In fact, it can grow, but this size tastes the best, and our plates can fit just right, no bigger ones. It looks good."

Fish is very popular in hotels. During the tourist season, she has to deal with hundreds of fish every day. There are all kinds of fish. She is very common when it comes to knife skills, but when it comes to handling all kinds of water Products and vegetables, etc., she can be said to be better than most people.

At first, she didn't understand a lot. The chefs in the hotel told her how to do it. Fortunately, Xu Ning was not clumsy and could learn it almost quickly.

Of course I won’t make fish today. The old lady told me that I would make one in the evening of the New Year, and then another in the evening of the New Year. You can eat it whenever you want.

"Next, there are still a few families in the village who kill pigs. I will go and buy some pig trotters for Juan'er at that time, so that I can make them for you when I give birth to the baby." After breakfast, Xu Jianjun rode his bicycle out to buy things. Now, the three of them are sitting and talking in the kitchen, looking at the tofu by the way.

Qin Xuejuan has hardly eaten trotters in the rural areas for more than ten years. The conditions were not good before. Whenever there are some conditions in the family, they would only buy pork. Not many people buy trotters back. After all, the practice of trotters is very important to the villagers. Leisurely, pork can be put in when cooking, anyone can eat it, it is natural to understand which one is the most cost-effective.

But she also felt very lucky. When she got married, her husband and old woman had been dead for several years, and she had broken off with her aunt. Otherwise, even if she liked Xu Jianjun so much, there would be those messy elders and elders at home. Relatives, love will gradually wear away.

"I think I am in good health. There should be a lot of milk by then. Mom should not be busy. We have eight pig trotters in my family. I may not be able to finish it myself."

The old lady said: "It's not just to breast-feed you. The confinement is even more delicate. There is something wrong with the woman's body. The confinement period is a good opportunity to reincarnate and take care of your body. Mom used to be Your old woman didn’t have that chance. The first four children were all born to work, that is, after giving birth to the army, she let me lie down on the kang for a few days, and then I was driven to the ground. Earn work points."

"Mom knows how uncomfortable it is not to go to confinement, you have to take care of it, don't worry about children, grandchildren are rare."

Qin Xuejuan's eyes were moist and she held the old lady's hand, "I know that my mother treats me better than my own mother treats me better."

The old lady moved her lips. She wanted to say, "Your mother is in the eyes of losing money." But looking at her daughter-in-law, she didn't say anything. She will feel uncomfortable.

Xu Ning looked at the expressions of her grandma and mother, and said lightly, "My grandparents, interests are paramount, and everything else must take a step back, and my daughter is no exception."

After Qin Xuejuan heard it, her face was a little sad. The daughter was her own. She said that she was not upset about her grandfather and grandmother. After all, this is true.

But the old lady gave her granddaughter a compliment in her heart, saying that's the reason.

People make money to make the family live better, but the family is better, and the family suffers for the money. What is this picture?

Put the cart before the horse.

After chatting, Xu Jianjun came back with large and small bags. He bought some loose candies and snacks. By the way, he bought a red quilted jacket for the old lady and two cashmeres for his wife and daughter. The colors of the scarves are quite fresh and tender.

"Just buy them for their wives. What to buy for me, I don't have clothes to wear." The old lady looked at the clothes with a smile on her face, but she said something as usual.

"I think there are a lot of people in this clothes shop in town, so I went for a stroll. The styles are all very good, so I bought a piece for my mother. It is also convenient to wear at home. Juan'er and Ningning bought New Year's clothes over there. Yes, there is no need to buy it, I only bought a scarf for both of them."

As for Xu Jianjun’s own new clothes, they were also bought by the magic capital Qin Zhao. It is a black tunic suit, the size is right, and the people wear it with spirit. The key is that the fabrics are all very good, and they cannot be compared with the cheap goods sold below.

"Is the tofu ready?" Xu Jianjun asked.

The old lady came to the kitchen on tiptoe, took away the contents on it, and took a look, "It's already pressed, and I will give you a piece to eat."

With that said, cut a whole piece of tofu into even-sized pieces with a knife, took one piece from the side, and handed it to the three of them in small pieces.

Xu Ning poured a little soy sauce into it and sprinkled a little chopped green onion. This is tofu mixed with green onions.

Tofu is a good thing, with high nutritional value. It is said to have the function of inhibiting cancer cells, and there are many ways to make it taste delicious.

Similarly, too much is too late. Everything has two sides. Eating too much can also cause some adverse reactions, such as kidney failure, indigestion, arteriosclerosis, and iodine deficiency.

Of course, it is rare that these diseases are caused by eating too much tofu. It is mainly because no one will eat tofu every day of the year, even if it is sold at home.

For example, Xu Ning's family usually eats three to five times a month.

The old lady filled the tofu she gave away in a small bowl and told Xu Jianjun to send it to the family after she had eaten it.

Upon seeing this, Xu Ning hurriedly released three fish from the space, together with the one released before, to each family two.

As soon as her father left, Xu Ning began to cook lunch. She said the good tofu and cabbage stewed vermicelli, which is also one of her favorite folk dishes.

After entering the pot, she mixed the cornmeal, made a pancake and patted it on a big iron pan, put a wooden support on it, and put the leftovers from last night on it. This is their lunch.

Xu Jianjun came back half an hour later. When he came back, he was still carrying things. Grandpa Jiang next door gave him a bag of sugar and a bag of dried fruits. Old Uncle Yao simply asked Xu Jianjun for some medicinal seeds.

After he came back, he stuffed it into Xu Ning's hand, "Here you are, let's plant it in the space."

Xu Ning looked at that kind of seed, blinked and said, "Dad, what kind of seeds are these?"

"This..." Xu Jianjun leaned over his head, the paper bag was written on it, "Hey, the old uncle Yao writes and draws a silver hook."

No wonder my daughter didn't know him. Old Uncle Yao was still accustomed to using brushes, and his writing brushes were also very fascinating.

"I'll rewrite it for you." Xu Jianjun went into the house to find a pen and wrote it again.

Uncle Yao gave six or seven kinds of seeds such as Schisandra, Bupleurum, Motherwort, etc. They were not too large. Maybe Xu's family would not spoil them. He said that Xu Ning wanted to order them back to plant them. Anyway, Uncle Yao had them at home Quite a lot, and don't care about it.

That night, Xu Ning planted all these seeds. Anyway, there is still an acre of free space in the space, leaving half an acre of land to wait for the beginning of spring, let the family help to get some fruit seedlings to plant.

Early in the early morning of the new year, the old lady posted a portrait of the stove king in the stove, and visited the incense burner and fruit biscuit candy and other tributes in front of the portrait.

Xu Ning looked at the portrait. The Shanglian was "God's words are good", the Xianlian was "The lower bound is safe," and Hengpi was "the head of the family."

Regardless of whether there is a **** or not, Xu Ning also bows to the portrait with his hands folded, and the old lady who is watching is smiling from ear to ear.

"This is the day when Lord Stove went to heaven. Let us listen to the performance of our family. In some places, we burned the portraits on this day. I would like to send Lord Stove to go. We are not happy here. Now we will post it and wait for it. The Lantern Festival can be burned again.” The old lady and her granddaughter talked about some customs in their village for the New Year. The child used to have holidays every year, and he went to play with other people almost during the day.

"Farmers rely on the sky for food, and everyone prays for good weather."

Xu Tingjing quietly listened to her grandma talking about the New Year's rules, some she didn't even know, but she found it very fresh.

Especially verbally, pay more attention.

For example, the period from the beginning of the new year to the Lantern Festival is within the scope of the Spring Festival. If the bowl is broken, you must say a few words "breaking peace". Reprimanded by the adults in the family, even beaten.

"Today is a small year. Let's not do anything. We will eat and drink at home. We will start cleaning tomorrow. We will kill pigs the day after tomorrow. After that, we will make noodles and steam buns. At the end of the year, we will have to take a hot bath for the whole family. The year's bad luck, on the 29th day of the ancestor worship, after the 30th, you can go out to play, and if you don’t come back for dinner at noon, neither your parents nor I will come to see you."

Hearing the teasing jokes made by grandma, Xu Ning couldn’t help but couldn’t help himself, “I didn’t go out years ago. After the new year, I went out to pay New Year’s greetings with Brother Zheng and then started to study.” Xu Ning laughed and said, “Brother Zheng seems to be going to the third grade. The imperial capital doesn’t know what to do.”

"Xiao Zheng went back to worship his ancestors. His grandparents and parents are buried there. I also listened to your grandmother Gao."

"Oh!" Xu Ning actually knew, but pretended not to know.

The old lady sighed, "It should have been here before, but your grandfather Jiang and the two of them are getting older, and they may not be able to eat the bones of the two years ago. In previous years, the whole family would go there before and after the Ching Ming Festival. Tsiza let me go back in the Great New Year."

"do not know."

The old lady looked at her granddaughter and smiled. She just said a few words by herself, and didn't expect her granddaughter to know.

Twenty-four people cleaned the house inside and out. Early in the morning of the twenty-fifth, Xu Baoshuan and his son came back again to help slaughter the remaining pig. This time they did not sell them. The family is divided.