? Wu Mei whispered: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Mei Shuhan's eyes were full of distress. He took out a paper bag from his schoolbag and handed it to Wu Mei, "This is the green fruit that my mother made, your favorite snow ball."
As he spoke, he opened the paper bag, revealing two green dumplings covered with snow-white pearls. The pearls are steamed glutinous rice, crystal clear and embellished on the green dumplings, which are very beautiful.
Although there is a tradition of wrapping green fruit in Tianjin, this kind of snow ball is not a traditional practice in Tianjin, but a snack in Kuaiji. During the Qingming Festival, the locals will make both salty and sweet fruits. Green fruits are grown to worship ancestors.
But now green fruit is not only used for sacrifice, but has evolved into a kind of snack. During New Years, festivals, weddings and birthdays, it will be wrapped in green fruit to celebrate. Some restaurants will also make green fruit for sale, and many people will buy it and eat it.
But what makes Wu Mei puzzled is that there is no snow ball in the local area. Generally, they make green fruit like dumplings or glutinous rice dumplings. Few people can make snow balls. Therefore, Wu Mei has always eaten local green fruits.
It was not until she married Mei Shuhan that she knew that Qingguo could still have such a beautiful appearance and such an elegant and apt name. It was the first time she ate a snow ball made by Mrs. Mei, who was originally from Kuaiji, and Wu Mei fell in love with her completely. learned it, and since then she has learned to do it herself.
But the key question is that all this happened in a previous life. At this time, she has never seen or even heard of snow balls. How did Mei Shuhan know that she likes to eat snow balls?
And the previous peanut nougat and glutinous rice balls, how did Mei Shuhan know about it?
Wu Mei looked up at Mei Shuhan and said deliberately, "Is this thing called a snow ball? Brother Shuhan, did you remember it wrong? I've never seen a snow ball before."
Mei Shuhan's face changed slightly, and it was only then that he remembered that because of his mother's poor health, he had never done snow **** before. The first time Wu Mei ate snow **** was after marrying him. Would you like to eat snowballs?
He made a stupid mistake!
Mei Shuhan smiled slightly and said, "Mei Mei, you have always liked sweets, I thought you would definitely like to eat snow balls, Mei Mei tasted the taste, it was filled with bean paste, aren't you the favorite to eat bean paste buns? "
Wu Mei didn't ignore the change in Mei Shuhan's expression just now, and her doubts were even greater. When she thought about the great change of Mei Shuhan in this life, she felt even more strange.
"How about a quick taste of Mei Mei?" Mei Shuhan looked expectantly.
"Thank you, Brother Shuhan, but I'm full. Why don't I have it for breakfast tomorrow morning?"
Wu Mei actually really wanted to eat snow balls. Mama Mei's craftsmanship is very good. The bean paste she made tastes just right. These two snow **** are 100% delicious, but who made the snow balls? Mei Shuhan brought it here!
Even if it is dragon liver and phoenix brain, she will not taste it.
Mei Shuhan sighed in disappointment, his expression was very lonely, he forced a smile, "Leave the eyebrows to eat tomorrow morning, as long as you steam it, you can eat it."
Wu Mei nodded, "I know, Brother Shuhan also thanked my aunt for me."
Mei Shuhan rejoiced again, Mei Mei should be really full, the little girl doesn't have a big appetite, and the snow **** made by her mother are also big, so it's normal for Mei Mei to not be able to eat.
"Okay, I'll tell you, Meimei rest early, and I'll help you go to bed."
When Mei Shuhan said that, he wanted to help, but Wu Mei hurriedly avoided him and jumped onto the bed by himself, with Mei Shuhan's hand hanging in the air, looking very embarrassed.
"Brother Shuhan, are you here? Hey, what is this? It's so beautiful, can I eat it?"
Wu Yue walked over with a smile on her face, and was immediately attracted by the snow ball on the table.