Chapter 177 Making Dumplings

Chapter 177 dumplings

After getting into the car and leaving, Li Haitang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, became concerned again, "Dad, don't drink while driving."

Her nose was also sharp, and she could tell that he had just drunk, but judging by his face, she knew that he didn't drink much, but no matter how much he drank, it wasn't safe.

Li Jianguo twitched his lips, "Only half a cup of rice wine. A few acquaintances got together and asked them to work in the store after the new year. They refused."

Li Haitang also knew that he was not a man without a plan. He pouted and said, "Then you might as well ride a bicycle the next time you come out."

"Hehe..." The Zhou Chunmei sisters in the back row both laughed, drank too much, and rode their bikes unsteadily.

Li Jianguo curled his lips and did not speak. Men really can't quit smoking and drinking. If they don't want to smoke, others will invite you to smoke and drink. Sometimes it's really hard to refuse.

As soon as they got home, there was a commotion in the hall. Looking at it, there was a huge crowd of people. They were shocked.

"Haha, jianguo, you're finally back. The dumplings you made at home are so delicious that everyone licked their faces and came over to ask for help." Wang Hongjuan was rubbing the dough quickly, laughing and greeting him.

Today, Liu Fen took the children to make a lot of dumplings and gave some to the two brothers and brother er zhu's house next door. Then Li Tao said that he would give some to the other relatives, so he and jin qiao went to give them a round. Who knew the news would spread? Many women in the village came here with things to ask for help.

Liu fen rubbed her face and smiled helplessly, "Jianguo, jianhong, come and help. The sisters-in-law wants too much. Their arms are shaking."

Li Jianguo glanced at her, his lower lip curled up, washed his hands in the basin beside her, and took over the work in her hands. The man was born with more strength, and the noodles in the bowl in his hands were like toys, which were quickly kneaded.

Li Jianhong also washed her hands and came to help. She was big, strong and efficient. She rubbed and taught others to do it herself in the future.

Li Haitang went to the kitchen in the back to knead noodles and prepare dumplings for the evening. As for dinner, he left it to Liu Fen.

It was not until it was almost dark that the dark crowd in the hall continued to disperse, and the women of all families came home happily with dustpans full of big balls.

After they cleaned up the hall, Liu Fen invited them to dinner.

There were plenty of dishes in the evening. At the center of the table was a large pot of chicken stewed with tianma and dates, a large bowl of pork head stewed in brine, a crispy fried fish, a bowl of dried radish stir-fried with bacon, and a large bowl of broth sprouted white.

"Wow, this pork head is so delicious. Who made it?"

Zhou Chunxing ate a piece and almost swallowed it. She went to the store to help out at noon and didn't eat at home, so she had such delicious food at night. It was really the first time she had eaten something so delicious. She couldn't stop eating and kept picking it up.

"Sister haitang made it." Duan Jinqiao immediately answered, not forgetting to tell her, "She also made ten bowls of pork buttons with her mother today, marinated a duck, and a pair of pig feet. We have a lot of delicious dishes for the spring festival."

Zhou Chunxing's eyes widened. Was she such a good cook? Why didn't she know before? At first, she thought her aunt had made these.

"The pork buttons she made are super delicious. We have to steam a bowl for chinese new year tomorrow noon." Li Tao went back and forth in the kitchen many times today, and every time he saw those ten bowls of button meat, he couldn't help but drool.

Li Haitang put a piece of bacon into his bowl and said faintly, "Eat up, finish eating and continue to work. There are still a lot of dumplings to be made tonight."

"Oh, yes, then I have to eat another bowl of rice, or I won't be able to work." Li Tao rubbed hundreds of balls today, and his arms were actually a little sore.

"Don't worry about spicy and salty dishes. Eat chicken, especially the children. Everyone needs a big bowl of chicken soup later." Seeing that they were all staring at the spicy dishes, Liu Fen got up and put several pieces of chicken in each bowl with his chopsticks.

Li Haitang quietly ate the chicken. Aunt Fen was really good at these things. He didn't know how much better he was than Deng Wenfang. She would take the initiative to pick up food for everyone. Deng Wenfang, it would be better if you didn't eat it. You all kept it for yourselves and wished everyone wouldn't eat it. In the past, if the original owner had one more piece of meat, she would have been scolded. Only when Li Jianguo was at home did she restrain herself. As long as he went out, she would not give her a piece of meat.

After dinner, everyone tidied up their chores quickly and put the two tables together in the small living room. Li Haitang came over with a homemade rolling pin to roll the dumpling skin. Li Jianguo followed her and the two of them were responsible for rolling the skin. She taught others how to make dumplings. As for whether the dumplings were round, fan-shaped or elongated, let them do as they please.

The whole family stood, sat, and chatted while watching tv. They were very busy.

Li Haitang prepared more of the three fillings. Li Tao was greedy and cooked a pot for supper around nine o' clock. Everyone agreed on the taste.

After wrapping up all the stuffing, it was eleven o' clock in the evening. After cleaning up a little, they all went back to their rooms to sleep.

The rooster next door in Uncle Zhu's house gave a loud crow, waking everyone in their sleep. They woke up one after another to welcome the last day of the year.

The noodles were still eaten in the morning, and most of the dishes for this afternoon's new year's eve dinner were prepared yesterday. With Liu Fen and Li Jianhong around, the children didn't have to help much. They were all playing in the suntan.

Li Haitang grabbed a handful of melon seeds and went to visit Uncle Zhu's house next door. Their house had finished breakfast early, and only Li Rong, who loved to sleep late, was still awake. His little nephew was happily eating a bowl of dumplings at the table, grinning as he ate, which was enough to show that he liked them very much.

"Haitang, I saw the lights on at your house very late last night. Did you make dumplings until then?" Aunt er zhu brought her a stool and sat directly at the kitchen door to chat.

"No, our dumplings were all ready yesterday afternoon. Last night, we made dumplings. I'll bring you a bowl of them later in the afternoon." There were hundreds of dumplings wrapped last night. Li Haitang wanted to give them birth, but Liu Fen said he should just cook them.

"Dumplings?" Aunt er zhu heard her son mention it and asked, "Is it the dumpling that northerners eat for the new year?"

"Yes. Yesterday, we had carrot, leek, egg, and mushroom. I'll bring you some of each later." Li Haitang likes to eat the mushroom meat stuffing the most, the taste is super good, in fact, she also likes to eat shrimp dumplings, but there are no ingredients to make here.

"Okay, okay, then we won't stand on ceremony. Rongzi followed you to a restaurant once and came back to say that the dumplings were really delicious. He told me to learn how to make them. But I haven't eaten or seen it. How can I cook it?" Auntie er zhu said with a radiant expression. She also wanted to taste the dumplings.

Li Rong, who was lying on the bed, heard the word "Dumpling." He got up and jumped over before he put on his coat. His voice was hoarse but hard to conceal his excitement, "Haitang, did you make dumplings yesterday?"

Li Haitang turned his head and looked at him. His hair was sleeping like a chicken coop. He gave him a look of disgust, and he didn't forget to answer, "Yes, I did. I'll give you a bowl later."

"Wow, delicious." He gave a weird cry and went to wash up and eat breakfast.

Aunt er zhu sighed helplessly, "After the new year, she will be 19 years old. She still looks like a child who has not grown up. She is not sensible yet. It is really a headache."

She said "Zhenzi" was brother yong zi's son, li zhen. He was over six years old, just in the first grade, and very naughty, but much better than his little uncle Li Rong when he was a child.

"Brother Rongzi has a childlike heart. He likes to play around at home. He's reliable outside. You haven't seen him do business. He's very capable and energetic. He doesn't eat or sleep, and he's focused on money." Li Haitang laughed and revealed that Li Rong was really different at home and outside. He just liked to play a little, but he was actually a very reliable person.

Speaking of this, auntie er zhu's eyes were full of smiles, "That's true. She gave his father a thousand yuan in the new year and said that he earned it in half a month. I wanted to slap him with my shoe rake because of the look on her face."

"Hehe..." Even if Li Haitang didn't see it, he could almost guess.

After sitting for a while, Li Haitang went home and sat at the gate with a chair and watched Zhou Chunxing and the others jump out of their skin. She really had no experience of such childhood fun. Not in her previous life, not in this life, a young body with a mature heart, such a child's fun things she did not participate, just look at it.

"Haitang, aren't you going to play with them?" Li Jianhong also took a chair and sat down, knitting a sweater with wool and needles in his hands.

Li Haitang shook his head, "I can't dance. Just watch them play." She took a closer look at the hem of her knitted sweater and asked, "Are you knitting it to sell?"

"Well, when I was free, I knitted a few pieces and put them in the shop. Some people bought them, and they could earn more than ten yuan for one piece." Li Jianhong was very careful in her business. No matter what she did, she was fast and efficient. She could knit two or three pieces a month.

Li Haitang unzipped his cotton jacket and showed her the sweater inside. "Look at the stitches on my sweater. It's different from yours. It's very popular outside now. You should save a lot of wool if you learn to knit."

Li Jianhong leaned over and took a closer look. Her eyes shone slightly, "Yes, this one of yours is pretty. The pattern is beautiful. It's not as precise as mine. It really saves a lot of wool. Young girls will definitely like it. It might sell better."

"Yes, we have a lot of woolen clothes in our store. They look great in color. They are made by machines. They are not as thick and warm as you weave, but they sell very well. They are sold out in half a month. Young people would rather be cold than fat. They all like to be pretty. They would rather be cold than wear nice clothes." Li Haitang took this from the shop. It was warm and thick, but the style was dull and old-fashioned.

Li Jianhong understood what she meant, nodded, and looked at her clothes carefully. After studying the stitches thoroughly, he smiled and said, "I know how to weave this. I'll try it when this one is done."

"Yes. By the way, aunt fen's woolen sweater was especially beautiful, and she could knit a lot of fancy vests. When spring comes, the vest can be used as a coat. You can knit some of these and sell them. You can learn from her." Li Haitang asked Liu Fen to knit a few vests for her. In the spring, she often wore the vest directly to class. It was warm and beautiful.

Li Jianhong nodded repeatedly. She didn't know that her sister-in-law still had such skills. It seemed that she wanted to learn from her.