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When she got home from get off work, Song Hongguo took out a lot of good things from the basket. In addition to the extra lotus root box bought at noon, there were also eggs, red beans, sticky rice noodles, a piece of pork belly, and yellow paper and a handful of incense.

Seeing Ling Zhi, he wanted to ask something, but couldn't speak.

Song Hongguo met his hesitant eyes, and said with a smile, "Tomorrow is Qingming, I will order something to eat later, let's worship in the backyard tomorrow morning."

Ling Zhi's eyes lit up suddenly, "Can I?"

Song Hongguo said casually, "Why not? In our own home, no one cares. Besides, everyone else will go up to the mountain to worship tomorrow morning. Who doesn't have an ancestor?"

Hearing this, Ling Zhi finally felt relieved and helped her arrange dinner. After returning from the market in the morning, he went up the tree and picked up a lot of elm money. If it wasn't for fear that too much would be too much to eat, and it would be wasted, he would like to pluck up the whole tree Bald, just like this, there is a full basket, washed several times, and put it on the dustpan to control the water, and it has long been dried.

Song Hongguo ate a small handful raw, and it was really sweet, with a refreshing fragrance of eating spring. There are many ways to make yuqian. Her favorite is steamed yuqian steamed buns. First, sprinkle some salt and pepper powder in the yuqian, etc. After a few minutes of mixing with flour, there is no need to add more water. The water in the elm money seeps out, and it is almost ready to be kneaded.

Three baskets were steamed, with more elm money and less flour. Wotou looked green and oily, soft and sweet, and Song Hongguo was served with spicy cabbage. I couldn't resist eating three. I bought red beans and sticky rice noodles and planned to make them according to the occasion. Those in the Youth League are too full to eat right now, so they don't have much to think about.

However, the sacrifice still needs to be prepared. After the meal, Song Hongguo rolled up her sleeves and got busy, and the two little guys also actively followed up with the work. Even when they saw her pouring so much oil to fry meat and croquettes, they all endured it. He didn't say anything to spoil the fun, and he was still working on the side, making the radish balls round and small, which didn't bother him at all.

In addition to the golden radish meatballs, Song Hongguo also fried a catty of meat. While frying, the mother and child ate it together. The meat and meatballs just out of the pan have the best taste, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but they are too full for dinner. Dare to eat more.

In addition, tofu and small fish were fried. The tofu and small fish were bought by Lexus at the market. The tofu was cut into diamond-shaped pieces, and the outside was simply coated with a layer of starch and sprinkled with pepper noodles. It can be eaten directly as a vegetable after frying, or it can be eaten as a vegetable. Pair it with other dishes to make soup, and the small fish is not very promising. It is only palm-length, and I don’t know where it was caught. There is no meat, but it can be counted anyway. There are these four kinds, which are used for worship. Even if the offerings are rich, add a bowl of dumplings to complete the work.

After finishing work, it was already nine o'clock, and it was already very dark. Song Hongguo picked out some fried things, put together two small bowls, put them in a basket, and went to Zhao's house with a flashlight.

There was no one on the road, and it was as quiet as time had stopped. Song Hongguo was not afraid. On the road, he even stuffed an enamel jar into it, which was promised long ago.

Because it was agreed in the morning, Zhao Zhenhua stayed up and waited for her to come to the door. Song Hongguo didn't enter the yard, and handed him the basket directly at the gate, "Not much, just a snack. My cousin will help me tomorrow morning." Grandpa and grandma say hello, and I will kowtow to them when the time is right."

"Hey, okay, don't worry..." Zhao Zhenhua replied in a dark voice, he didn't see what was in the basket, and when Song Hongguo left and entered the room, he was startled, "I am My dear mother..."

"What's the matter?" Sun Shuhong put the soles of her shoes on the kang by the light of the kerosene lamp, and when Zhao Zhenhua handed the basket to her, she couldn't help but stare, "This is really...so willing."

Zhao Zhenhua expressed emotion, "Who says it's not? Good guy, fried meat, fried fish, croquettes, and fried tofu, all four of them are all right. Looking at the heat and color of the frying, you don't need to save oil, unlike ours. My mother made it like that, so I dipped it in some oil and fried it, and the tofu was a little black, and it was nothing."

"Shut up, that's it, my mother is so distressed, or you have to be from the city, they have fuel tickets every month, there is no shortage of oil and water." Sun Shuhong looked envious, seeing The son was so greedy that he reached out to grab it, and patted his paw sullenly, "There are no rules, you can eat after the ancestors have finished eating."

Man Yuan pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "At that time, how much money can I still share?"

He has several brothers above him.

Sun Shuhong heard the words, glanced at her man, and snorted, "Ask your father."

"father……"

Zhao Zhenhua felt sorry for his son, and knew that his son couldn't compete with his cousins ​​in this family, but what could he do? There were more than a dozen of them, and they didn't live in separate families, so they had to turn a blind eye and close their eyes. Don't you have to bicker and quarrel all day long?In good conscience, his father is already very fair and just when he runs the family. He can't ask for too much. The current situation is difficult, but now, seeing his son's aggrieved appearance, he couldn't hold back, and gave his son some money. Stuffed a piece of fried meat into his mouth, "Eat it, just this one, don't make any noise when you go out."

"Okay..." Man Yuan smiled and ate very slowly, unwilling to swallow it in one gulp.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhenhua couldn't hold back, and stuffed another croquette into his daughter-in-law's mouth, "Try it too."

Sun Shuhong glared at him, took a small bite herself, and handed it to him.

Zhao Zhenhua took it cheerfully, chewed it very carefully, and sighed contentedly after swallowing it, "I haven't tasted this flavor for many years, and this time I got my cousin's favor."

Sun Shuhong asked in a low voice, "Should I take it for Dad to have a look?"

"Father is lying down, let's wait until tomorrow morning." Zhao Zhenhua took out two bowls, and saw that there was actually an enamel jar underneath, with a white background and bright red characters printed on it. He was even more pleasantly surprised, "Hey, Cousin still thinking about this?"

"What good stuff?" Sun Shuhong leaned over, and after seeing it clearly, she asked in surprise, "You dragged your cousin to buy this? It's not easy to buy. You need industrial coupons. How dare you open your mouth?"

Zhao Zhenhua explained a few words, "Cousin said that the defective products processed internally don't need coupons."

"That's a favor, right?"

"Well, it's okay. We won't pay back in the future. We come and go often, so there is always a chance." Zhao Zhenhua caressed the enamel jar fondly, with a look of surprise, "My cousin didn't say anything just now, I don't know how much it is."

"Why don't you pay a dollar or two? I'll ask tomorrow."

"Okay, don't forget..."

At the moment, Song Hongguo is lying on the bed, teaching the two little ones about the various customs and cultures of Qingming Festival and the traditions of various places. During kite and swing activities, they will eat Qingming fruits and Qingming eggs. She also recited a few popular poems about Qingming Festival for the two of them.

The two listened with gusto.