By Liang Jinqiao such a reminder, Zhao Wenhua just reacted, it turned out that he ate eight in one breath.
Zhao Wenhua had a astringent smile. He looked very shy and embarrassed. He felt that he ate too much at once.
"That Yun'er Niang, I've lived for decades and I've never eaten such delicious zongzi. I've eaten eight of them before I know it! "
Liang Jinqiao was amused by Zhao Wenhua, but agreed with Zhao Wenhua very much.
She also felt that it was the best zongzi she had eaten in decades.
The glutinous rice is fresh and of the best quality, unlike the old glutinous rice they used to make zongzi.
And before the package of rice dumplings only rice dumplings, which like today put bacon, taste natural and before different.
"It's OK. Eat more. It's OK. I'm afraid your stomach will swell."
Zhao Wenhua touched his stomach, laughed and answered, "OK, I won't eat any more! If I eat it again, I'm sure it will swell! "
"Well!" Liang Jinqiao answered.
Zhao Yuner is preparing to send zongzi to Lao Zhao's house when Mu Lianfeng and Mo Yan come down from the mountain.
As soon as Mo Yan walked into Zhao yun'er's yard, he took a hard breath, "Wow, it's really fragrant, it's the smell of zongzi!"
Before he was at home every year when the Dragon Boat Festival, his parents will give him dumplings to eat.
This year there is a task in the body, there is no way to go out, so did not fall into zongzi to eat.
A smell of this familiar smell, Mo Yan thought of his father and mother nose acid.
His parents are there, not far away, although he also wants to accompany his parents often, but sometimes it is not what he can pray for.
"It's delicious!" Mu Lianfeng also followed.
He knew that Zhao Yuner's family made zongzi today, so when he smelled the familiar fragrance, he knew that it must have been cooked.
I didn't expect to eat as soon as I came back from the mountain.
"Are you back? Let my mother get you some rice dumplings to eat. There are many in the kitchen! " Zhao yun'er said with a smile.
Mo Yan butt butt butt should a, "OK, thank you, madam! My wife is the best to me
Zhao yun'er is a little happy by the mouth of Mo Yan.
"You eat, I have something else to do, go first!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Zhao yun'er, with a basket to send zongzi, went to Zhao Ping's home first, and then went to Lao Zhao's house after sending zongzi.
After wandering around Zhao Ping's house, Zhao yun'er can't help but sigh that she was poor. She could be poor to a certain extent. The house of Zhao Ping's house was almost the same as the thatched cottage before her, and there was wind leakage in many places.
Because he is a man, Zhao Ping usually doesn't know how to clean up. His house is in a mess. It is not easy for a man to marry a daughter-in-law.
When Zhao yun'er arrived at Lao Zhao's house, he found that Zhao's house was noisy again.
But this time because of Zhao Xinhui.
Zhao Xinhui was injured and rescued by Qin yuan.
I went to the hospital to see the wound, and the doctor prescribed some medicine. As long as I took the medicine well as required, and I had a rest for a while, there would be no big deal.
But because of the heavy injury, I had to stay in bed for at least a month and a half.
Huo Chunhua is very frightened by Zhao Xinhui's injury. On weekdays, she is reluctant to give a hand to Zhao Xinghui. It's unforgivable that someone hurt her precious daughter like this!
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