Bang!

Xia Shanshan has already fallen to the door. Xia Qianqian's face turns blue with anger. She quickly picks up the clothes, pats the ashes, folds them carefully and puts them back in the cupboard.

The room is in a mess. She has to mend the skirt twisted by Xia Shanshan, otherwise she will have no clothes to wear for the sacrifice tomorrow.

"That's mean." Xia Qianqian finds out the needle and thread, but has no way to start with the skirt which has been broken into two sections - she doesn't know the needlework.

We have to find someone to go out.

Xia Qianqian goes out with her clothes in her arms to find Liu Zhenzhen for help.

Liu Zhenzhen lives next door. As soon as she listens to her needs, she agrees. As they are talking, Li Cui opens the door.

Today, Li Cui dressed up very brightly and laughed: "mending the skirt? It's ridiculous that Yangliu village is too poor to be seen. If I were you, I would go out and buy a new one right away! "

Xia Qianqian is in a bad mood. She stares at Li Cui and doesn't quarrel with her.

Li Cui said: "Xia Qianqian, I have heard your quarrel with Xia Shanshan. It turns out that you did Han Yuqing's wrestling. "

"Shut up. That's what Xia Shanshan did. It has nothing to do with me. Han Yuqing has taken her to apologize. Miss Han is magnanimous and doesn't care about her. Naturally, it's not your turn to talk too much. " Qian Shanfeng suddenly said, "do you know why I'm afraid?"

Li Cui inexplicably shrunk: "because you are the elder sister."

"No, because I am invincible in Yangliu village. Men and women, young and old! " Xia Qianqian twisted his neck and made a clucking noise on purpose.

Li Cui quickly steps back and stares at Xia Qian warily.

Liu Zhenzhen pursed a smile and pulled Xia Qianqian into the room: "come in, I'll mend it for you. My needlework is very good..."

"Mm-hmm!"

Li Cui stamped her feet angrily. She remembered! Yangliu village, Xia Qianqian!

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The next day, the winter solstice

every year on this day, every family will make dumplings and sacrifice to their ancestors. Meat dumplings with conditions, cabbage dumplings without conditions. Mobile vendors are also active, selling meat and tofu in villages.

Qin is very devout to the winter festival. He burns incense and washes his hands early in the morning to prepare dumpling stuffing.

She has always been frugal, and today she went to the village to buy half a jin of pork.

Xia yunyun was greedy: "Niang, do we really have meat dumplings today?"

"Yes! In the morning, we will prepare dumplings for ancestor worship. When your elder sister comes back, we will eat them together. " Qin said mildly. Although she has bad eyes, she is good at making dumplings. He Mian, rolling Mian After a while, they rolled out a small pile of round dumpling skins.

Xia Qianqian sat on one side and looked at Qin's dumplings, admiring: "Niang, you are so powerful!"

"The craft I learned from childhood." Qin said with a smile. He was stunned first. Since childhood?

"Niang, when I grow up, you will teach me how to make dumplings!"

Qin nodded in a trance. It seemed that another voice sounded in his ear. It was also a delicate and soft child's voice. However, it was a boy who clearly said, "sister, when I grow up, you will teach me how to make dumplings!"

Who is it? Who is calling her sister? Who wants to learn how to make dumplings?

She worked hard to run her brain, but she couldn't remember. Instead, she had a splitting headache.

"Ah, my head --"

the rolling pin in Qin's hand fell to the ground with a bang. She held her head in her hands and squatted down in pain.

Xia yunyun was frightened and jumped down from the bench: "Niang, Niang, what's the matter with you?"

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