Chapter 162 (1/2)

In the memory of childhood, the period from childhood to new year's Eve is the happiest and most fulfilling.

It's so full that you can eat fresh food every day, fill your mouth, delicious and happy.

Now Shi Ziheng is in this state. He ate the rice flower tube for a long time and didn't say it. Holding a bowl of fragrant soybean juice, he couldn't help drinking diabetes insipidus.

This makes black egg and Xiaojiang look down on them.

The two children complained to Wu Tao more than once. Why have they never seen the world?

In fact, not only him, but also Shi Qianxue, a Taiwan sister college student, is not much better.

Since the beginning of the lunar new year, the snack bars in the city have closed their doors and holidays, and there is no place to eat.

Shi Guangyao pulled her back to the guest house to eat, but she refused; Instead, I have to follow Wu Tao and Fang Yuan and go home to eat every day.

The day I went home to eat, I was just in time for Zhang Huilan to make tofu.

When the bean curd was precipitated and half precipitated after the brine was lit, Shi Qianxue's saliva was too much to contain.

Gulped down.

A moment later, the palm sized sea bowl was filled with soy sauce and vinegar, sprinkled with sesame powder, crushed peanuts and coriander, which made people's appetite open.

Wu Tao led the two cousins, holding the sea bowl, and sat down on the stone table under the grape rack in the yard to eat.

When I came out of the kitchen, the three bowls were full, but when I got under the grape shelf, Shi Qianxue's bowl was half down!

It's so hot. How did you do it?

Wu Tao looked at Fang Yuan and his cousins looked puzzled.

Not to mention, when Wu Tao finished the first bowl, Shi Qianxue had brought out the third bowl from the kitchen

This is a potential food! Whoever marries is unlucky.

However, this is just the beginning.

After the bean curd is finished, the remaining bean dregs can be rubbed and pressed with water. A lot of juice can be left. Add japonica rice and the rice porridge is particularly sweet.

In previous years, Wu Tao could drink such rice porridge during the Spring Festival.

However, this year, only on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, it was gone.

Why? Wu Tao asked his mother. Zhang Huilan looked at Shi Qianxue innocently and left without saying a word.

Shi Qianxue chased Zhang Huilan and asked, ”when will the family make tofu again?”

Fang Yuan looked at her back and said, ”she drinks three bowls a day and doesn't fall down. Why do you say?”

So Wu Tao decided to buy a scale and put it at home

Of course, these days are also welcome days in the countryside.

The family received a lot of new year goods and local specialties.

Wu Binghua's apprentice and members of the construction team sent a courtesy to thank him for his work and money this year.

There was also a gift of gratitude from the victims of Xu's accounting fraud to thank the Wu family for stabilizing people's hearts at the critical moment.

Of course, my family will not deliberately count who sent it and who didn't.

But in the hearts of Wu Binghua and his wife, there is naturally a steelyard. Those who value love and righteousness and deserve to meet each other are all kept in mind.

Even Gao JINDA and village head Lao Ding came to talk with two bottles of old wine.

No way, no one is strong in the situation. You have to curry favor when you should curry favor, and you have to curry favor when you should.

In the twinkling of an eye, on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the next day is new year's Eve, which is the day of the great ceremony of ancestor worship.

After dinner, Wu Binghua stopped Wu Tao and walked around the vineyard for a while.

In the ridges under the grape trellis, the strawberry seedlings under the film show a pleasant green.