Chapter 664： A wave of riches

Ask him what he is doing.

Wei Zhiqian sent her a trunk of fireworks.

Although firecrackers are banned in City B, some small fireworks can still be set off.

"Just went to buy these." Wei Zhiqian said, "what are you doing at home?"

The two couldn't meet, and both felt very uncomfortable with each other.

Wei Zhiqian can only take the initiative to take care of the work, do more things, and less want to talk about it.

Just after Tan Mo washed his hands, he took his mobile phone and ran to the kitchen.

The dumplings are sorted.

Put the normal stuffing together.

She wrapped all kinds of well-meaning stuffing and put them together.

In addition, the way she packs is different, so she can easily find the dumplings she made.

Not to mention the stuffing inside, at least on the surface, her dumplings are also white and fat, beautiful, and very bluffing.

Tan Mo put her dumplings in his palm, took a photo, and sent it to Wei Zhiqian.

When Wei Zhiqian saw the photo, the skin of the dumplings was thin and white, and the belly was white and fat. The appearance was very gratifying.

A braid-like lace was formed on the edge of the dumpling wrapper.

Tan Mo didn't say what stuffing was inside.

Wei Zhiqian really thought it looked pretty.

He didn't even know that Tan Mo could also make dumplings.

Because Wei Zhiqian cannot spend time with Tan Mo on the 30th of each year.

Wei Zhiqian felt that it must be because of this that he didn't know that Tan Mo would even make dumplings.

In fact, it is not that Wei Zhiqian paid enough attention to Tan Mo.

But Tanmo only joined the ranks of making dumplings two years ago.

Previously, Xu Mingzhen refused to let her do anything because of her young age.

Two years ago, Tan Mo said nothing to be idle.

The whole family is busy, so it's so uncomfortable for her to be idle alone.

Xu Mingzhen then let her make dumplings.

Thinking of making dumplings, just talk about making dumplings.

Dumpling wrappers are in charge of making the dumplings.

Although you can buy ready-made.

But the ready-made dumpling wrappers are made of starch, not pure flour.

The taste is definitely different from that of pure flour.

Dumplings are always indispensable for some important festivals in the north.

In addition to eating dumplings for the Spring Festival, Lidong also eats dumplings, and also eats dumplings for the winter solstice.

Usually, Aunt Guo made dumpling bags by herself.

It's just the Spring Festival, the family must have a New Year atmosphere.

Now that the flavor of the year is getting smaller every year, we can only keep a little flavor of the year at home as much as possible.

So during the Spring Festival, the whole family moved.

Xu Mingzhen feels that Tan Mo may not be able to make dumplings because of heredity.

Because I can't learn how to talk about literary words.

So he can only do the job of making dumpling wrappers.

And Tan Mo sat aside, meaningless.

It doesn't need her to pack as fast or as good, just a little bit of participation.

Tan Mo didn't expect that he was so bad at making dumplings.

Naturally, he refused to tell Wei Zhiqian of such embarrassment.

So Wei Zhiqian still doesn't know that Tan Mo can't make dumplings.

Just look at the photos, Dang Tanmo did a good job.

He even wanted to try the dumplings made by Tanmo himself.

In the evening, Tan's family also set off some fireworks in their yard.

Then the three brothers took Tanmo four rows to eat chicken.

Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen watched the Spring Festival Gala boringly.

Aunt Guo finished her work in the afternoon and went home to celebrate the New Year.

When the four of Tan Mo played the game, they didn't feel sleepy.

The voices of the four brothers and sisters came from Tan Wenci and Xu Mingzhen.

Tan Mo: "There are people on the top of the hill in the 80 direction."

Talking about chess: "I saw it."

Talking all over: "Do you want to rush?"

Talking to the fullest: "Three people on the top of the mountain can rush."

Tan Mo: "Walk around, get rich!"

Xu Mingzhen laughed as he listened to their lively games, and there was also the boring but lively sound of the Spring Festival Gala in his ears.

Xu Mingzhen saw that it was almost time, so he got up and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

The bell rang just after 0 o'clock on the TV, and the dumplings were cooked.

Xu Mingzhen put the dumplings on the plate.

After talking about texts, he brought out plates of dumplings.

The four of Tan Mo quit the game.

Xu Mingzhen brought out the last plate of dumplings and said, "I mixed the dumplings made of ink and ink buns and cooked them together, and see who is lucky enough to eat dumplings made of ink and ink buns."

The three Tan family brothers were all eager to try.

Xu Mingzhen reminded, "The appearance of Momobao dumplings is different from other dumplings. You can tell the difference without having to eat the stuffing inside. However, you can’t just go to the plate just to eat the Momobao dumplings. Look. It's boring to see who is lucky. Finding it out will be boring."

Tan Wenci first brought a plate to his eyes.

After talking about chess, the three brothers also picked a game each, eager to eat.

Tan Wenci smiled and said: "I still remember that when I was a child, I used to pack coins in dumplings. I made a lot of dumplings, and I was making eight dumplings with coins at random. The eight dumplings were also taken out. Meaning. Then the family eats dumplings together, whoever eats coins and who eats more will get rich this year."

"But later I felt that the coins were not clean, so I didn't do that anymore." Speaking of which, I still feel a little regretful about the words.

He is the only child in the family and has no siblings.

When I was a child, I can still go to my grandparents' house for the New Year.

Together with the uncle's family, the whole family is lively and lively.

When my grandparents passed away, there was no ties with the elderly in the family, and the contact with my uncle's house was lost.

Later, when he was three years old, his parents also passed away.

Before Tan Wansheng was born, he and Xu Mingzhen were the only ones who talked about chess during the New Year at home.

Not very lively.

But it's better now, there are many children in the family.

The New Year can also be lively and lively.

Xu Mingzhen thought, she was not related to Tanci.

Where to talk about texts, in-laws went early.

As for her, Mrs. Xu is indifferent.

At the beginning, I had torn my face with Mrs. Xu, and took turns with Yuan Jia to pay for the living expenses.

In the first few years, although she didn't let Tan Wenci and the children get angry, she still went to see Mrs. Xu herself.

Later, Mrs. Xu became more and more distracted.

Even she didn't bother to go.

Simply guarding his own little family to live.

Xu Mingzhen put away his thoughts and said with a smile: "Although we don't pack coins now, these dumplings made with ink can replace dumplings with coins. Whoever eats it will have good luck this year."

"Oh, I had rice cakes." Tan Wenci said as he had just bitten half of the dumplings.

The soft bouncing rice cake was bitten by the words of the talk, and the long rice cake silk was pulled out, which looked extremely soft and waxy.

"The company will surely rise steadily this year." Xu Mingzhen said with a smile.

Tan Wanqi suddenly laughed, "I have eaten the jujube of Momo Bao."

Rice cakes and jujubes are sweet, but the dough itself has no taste. What is the flavor of the filling, the dough will be stained with flavor.