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Chapter 107 Come, eat dumplings! (Please subscribe)

"Let's be on guard against villains rather than gentlemen. Let's take a look at the situation tomorrow morning...these grandsons are holding back their misfortune!"

Sun Jianping reminded, Lao Zhang frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed and patted Sun Jianping on the shoulder, "You can do whatever you want. After tonight, I will no longer be the vice-captain, so I will just let it go!"

"Uncle Zhang, are you going to give up your job now?"

"What's the matter, your legs are trembling when you go into battle?" Lao Zhang grabbed two pieces of candy from the basket and threw one to him, "You have to stand up for yourself, so that others can believe in you, otherwise you won't be able to do this job. carry out.”

"This is also the first time I have been a leader since I was a child. Uncle Zhang, please teach me..."

"You are like this..."

There was a bang on the floor of the outhouse, and a thick white mist rose up. Zhang Qishi shouted, "Old Zhang, stop nagging, clear the table and eat!"

"When it's done, I'll start the pot without you!"

"The stuffed roe deer will be cooked as soon as you roll it. Hurry up and burn the paper. These little calves have gone somewhere wild..." Zhang Qishi picked out the steamed dumplings stuffed with roe deer one by one and put them on the curtain. Come on, tell your husband to get busy!
It’s New Year’s Eve dinner!
"Wipe, why are you in such a hurry? The paper hasn't been burned yet. Wait for me to burn some paper first..."

Zhang Ziyi fengfenghuohuo pulled two pieces of yellow paper from the west room, took it to the door and lit it, then took out the only small whip he had, stood in the yard, picked it up on a birch pole, and after a crackling sound, the New Year was celebrated.

"You guys were blindfolded, right? How did you know you were coming back?"

Zhang Fucai led his brothers Zhang Futian and Zhang Fuming back in a hurry. Zhang Ziyi raised his hand and slapped the boss, causing the boss to spin in a circle and looked at his father pitifully, "Fight, play two pokers..."

"Get out of here!" Zhang Ziyi kicked him. Zhang Fucai covered his buttocks and jumped forward. Lao Zhang missed the target with his kick and almost fell to the ground.

"Hehe..." Futian and Fuming, who were following behind, covered their mouths and snickered.

"You're laughing your ass, get out of here! Wait and see if I don't whip you!" Lao Zhang rubbed his waist, little bastards, their wings are getting stiff and they don't want to accept my control, right?

"Uncle Zhang, please take it easy!" Sun Jianping wanted to laugh, but Zhang Ziyi snorted, "I'm getting tired of worrying about these brats day by day. Jianping, please go back to the house quickly. Don't let it freeze outside."

"Grandpa Third, set off firecrackers!" Xiao Yueyue ran out, raised her head, looked at the dark night sky dotted with a few stars, and stamped her little feet to urge.

Zhang Ziyi's resolute face showed a hint of embarrassment. He reached into his coat pocket and shook his head, "Yueyue, look, Third Grandpa has set off all the firecrackers. Let's eat dumplings. After eating the dumplings, Third Grandpa will take you to someone else's house to watch the fireworks." Are the firecrackers good?"

"Ah..." Xiao Yueyue's eyes were suddenly covered with mist. The children had been waiting for a year to hear a few firecrackers during the New Year. When they heard that the firecrackers were gone, the little nose kept silent. Two times, I was about to cry.

Seeing the little girl's expression, Zhang Ziyi felt as uncomfortable as a knife!
Silly boy, don’t you want to set off firecrackers when you become the third grandfather?
My family is so poor, how can I buy firecrackers?

"Your third grandfather is just lying to the children, but your brother is here!" Sun Jianping hurriedly took out three double zigs from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Ziyi.

"Big firecrackers!" Xiao Wuyue's eyes were bright, and she raised her head to look at the tall Zhang Ziyi, "Third Grandpa is setting off firecrackers!"

Zhang Ziyi felt quite uncomfortable holding the three double knives in his big hand. He turned around and saw that through the crack in the door, the three boys in the room were also staring at the three double knives eagerly.

"Come out, come out!" He waved, and the three young men slipped out and stood in a row.

"One for each person. Let's use it as a yard here. Give it to your eldest niece. The boss will come first!"

"My father still loves me!" Zhang Fucai, the eldest brother, happily took one and put it up on the wall. Futian, the second eldest son, handed him a branch with flames on it. The eldest brother took it and moved it forward, looking like he was about to punch it. When the twister was on, his hand shivered and then retracted, making Zhang Ziyi get angry!
You little bastard, you’re afraid of setting off a firecracker!
"Don't be impatient, take your time, and attack him when you're right." Sun Jianping encouraged him with a smile.

"Ok!"

Zhang Fucai took a deep breath, then moved the branch closer and pricked it. The medicine stick was ignited by the sparks and burned quickly. With a bang, a beam of fire shot straight into the sky!
"So high!" Xiao Yueyue took Zhang Ziyi's generous hand, raised her head, and looked at the firecrackers flying higher and higher, her big eyes full of happy little stars.

boom!
"It's so beautiful!" The little girl clapped her hands happily. "It's my turn, it's my turn!" Zhang Futian, the second child, was extremely anxious.

After playing the three double jingles, the children were still looking eagerly at the dark sky, rubbing the white marks on their fingers from the medicine twisters, and smelling the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, still unsatisfied.

"Let's go inside and eat dumplings!"

Zhang Ziyi slapped each son on the back of the head, laughed and called him a little kid, and invited Sun Jianping to come in for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The kang table has been set up long ago. Although the Zhang family is poor, Zhang Ziyi, a tough guy, manages everything inside and outside the house, but he never suffers a loss in terms of food for the children. A big fish stewed in soy sauce, with its head and tail hanging out of the plate, Sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion and red pepper, and the red and green colors are reflected under the dim light of the oil lamp.

A plate of torn roe deer meat, the aroma penetrated directly into the nose, making the three Zhang brothers swallow their saliva.

Mix cabbage, radish, and carrots with soy sauce, pickle the side dishes for a day and overnight, cut them into thin strips, and place them on a plate, red and green, delicate and elegant.

Sun Jianping glanced at the plate of side dishes, then looked at Mrs. Zhang Qi who was busy in the outer room, and frowned slightly.

"It's Chinese New Year, let's eat dumplings!" Mrs. Zhang Qi came in with a large curtain of steamed roe deer meat dumplings and placed them on the table. Zhang Fuming stretched out his hand to grab it, but Zhang Ziyi hit the back of his hand with the head of his chopsticks, causing the little guy's mouth to tremble in pain. Twitch.

"No rules!" Zhang Ziyi glared at him, "Didn't you see there are guests at home? You got there first!"

Zhang Fuming lowered his head and rubbed the back of his hand that had been pulled out of a purlin. He lowered his head and remained silent.

"Uncle Zhang, what are you doing, kid..." Sun Jianping finally realized that Comrade Zhang's method of teaching children was too simple and crude, either beating or scolding, how could this work!
"Don't worry about them. Take off your shoes and get on the kang. It's warm in the kang. Come and let Third Grandpa hug you every month. Let's eat big dumplings during the Chinese New Year!"

Xiao Xingwen picked his nose and leaned on the edge of the kang, with a depressed look on his face as he looked at his sister who was being held by his third grandfather, kissing and nibbling him. If he had known, I shouldn't have come!
"Xingwen, come here!" Sun Jianping waved to him, put him on the kang, and squeezed his little hand, "A man should be more adventurous when he goes out, don't act like a girl."

The little guy nodded with a frown, looked at the steaming big dumplings on the table, and swallowed.

"Old lady, stop working so hard, come over and have a bite!" Zhang Ziyi shouted into the outer room. Zhang Qi opened the door and walked in. She held a bowl of garlic sauce in her hand and placed it in the middle of the table. She grabbed her apron and wiped it. Hand, "Eat them all and look at what I'm doing. Jianping, try your uncle's fish stew. I'm interested in his stewed fish. It tastes so good..."

Sun Jianping took a chopstick of fish meat and put it into his mouth. He licked his tongue slightly, and a strong aroma of meat exploded on the tip of his tongue. The giant Zheluo fish that had been swimming underwater for a whole winter had already eliminated the debris and fishy smell in its body and replaced it with The delicious meat flavor and light oil aroma are stimulated by the unique Northeastern miso, pushing the taste to the top!
"Uncle Zhang's cooking is so delicious!" Sun Jianping gave Xiao Xingwen a piece of fish belly and put it into his rice bowl. "Where did you learn it?"

"When I was young, I worked as an apprentice in a big restaurant in Hecheng. After working there for several years, I learned just a few cooking skills." Zhang Ziyi grabbed a big steamed dumpling and took a bite. The fragrant oil was mixed with the delicious gravy. When it came out, the fragrance made him a little confused and he said vaguely.

"I see!"

The three young men, each with their heads lowered, threw away their chopsticks like three hungry wolf cubs, grabbed the big steamed dumplings, and stuffed them into their mouths one by one.

It is said that a half-grown man is a poor man. Although Uncle Zhang is strong and courageous, and has good marksmanship, and he goes up to the mountains to hunt for the children every now and then to replenish their health, he still cannot fill these three bottomless pits.

While Zhang Ziyi was eating, he looked at the three young men devouring their food with complicated eyes, his eyes filled with deep sorrow.

After the Chinese New Year, it’s time to go on a blind date with Mr. Zhang Luo. When the time comes, the betrothal gift will definitely be required...

After the eldest brother gets married, he will be the second child, and the third child...

Ugh!
"Jianping eat, don't be polite! You can't see anyone outside our house after you enter!" Zhang Ziyi picked up a big dumpling and put it in his bowl, "You are not allowed to leave until you are full today!"

Sun Jianping accepted his "gift" with a wry smile. He picked up the steamed dumplings and took a bite on the dough. The rich juice gurgled out. He took another bite and left a lingering aroma in his mouth.

There was a sporadic sound of firecrackers outside the window. After 70 long years, a brand new year has finally arrived!

(End of this chapter)