Chapter 37 Spring Festival Overture III

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month was also very busy.

In the morning, I borrowed a large wooden retort from Feng Jiasheng's house, put the glutinous rice that had been soaked overnight in it, boiled a pot of water in the large pot, put a special wooden rack on it, put the wooden retort on the rack, and burned a big fire in the stove. Steam.

After it was steamed, the retort was tied with a rope. Feng Zhenchang and Feng Dongming carried it to the common stone mortar in Langli. Feng Jiasheng waited there with three sticks.

Feng Yiping scooped the glutinous rice into the stone mortar, and the three adults pounded it one by one. It takes strength and skill to make chiba, and several people need to have a tacit understanding.

It is probably like this, in turns, one hot stick is lifted, and the next one is dropped, one after another, if the cooperation is not good, two people lift the sticks at the same time, and the unripe glutinous rice cake will be carried up by the stick.

The three of them shouted a simple chant, pounded with sticks for almost ten minutes, sweating all over their heads, and the chiba in a mortar was ready. They lifted the sticks, pried up the chiba, and placed it on a wooden board that had been dusted with flour. Feng Zhenchang handed the stick in his hand to Dongming, put a hand of cold water in the basin next to him, and then grasped the stick in the glutinous rice cake with his hand, and Dongming pulled it out a little bit.

After pulling out the three sticks, Feng Yiping ran home with the plank in hand. The big dustpan was already prepared at home, and Mei Qiuping looked at it, "This year's glutinous rice is good, and this glutinous rice cake is also good."

With her hands, she kneaded the glutinous rice cake into a few big cakes while it was still hot, and spread it on the dustpan. Wait a little to dry, then cut these flat cakes into long strips, and then fry them or cook a few strips while they are below, which is a common way to eat in rural areas.

Of course, there is so much that the first month can't be eaten, and if the rest is left there, it will dry and crack. Therefore, if you can't finish eating in the first month, you should soak it in the well water, so that even in summer, it will still be whole, and it will not become sour.

You can also cut the long strips into regular thin slices and fry them in hot oil. After they are taken out, they look similar to shrimp slices and taste very good. In the past, it was generally difficult for everyone. When there was no money to buy any snacks, everyone would fry some for the New Year.

Some people will add chili powder to the glutinous rice in a mortar, punch out the glutinous rice cake, slice it fully, then fry it, sprinkle with salt, and it can also be used as a dish.

At noon, of course, Feng Jiasheng and Dongming had to be called to dinner. Feng Zhenchang went to the school and called some people over. In the end, there were ten people sitting around.

This year, he finally paid off all his debts. Feng Zhenchang was in a good mood. He worked extra hard to persuade him to drink at the table. He drank five bottles of bottled liquor until after two o'clock in the afternoon for a meal. In the past two days, there have been many things in each family. Later, women from several families came to find their own men, and then they stopped.

When the table is cleaned up, the house is busy again. The slightly drunk Feng Zhenchang made a few pounds of braised pork with the braised ingredients brought back from the provincial capital. Feng Yiping and his mother prepared to fry a snack.

This kind of thing is also sold in stores, called cat ears, and they call it a more elegant name here, called cloud fruit.

It is also very simple to make. Add brown sugar to the hot water to dilute it, and then use it to knead the noodles, and also add a few eggs to mix together. The noodles are ready, wake up on the hot stove for half an hour, then roll the dough into pieces, roll it up again, cut into thin slices, put it in the oil pan and fry it on a small fire, you can pick it up when it changes color, it is fragrant and sweet Sweet, the children who come to pay New Year's greetings like it.

After frying the cloud fruit, the glutinous rice balls are fried. This should be a local snack, which is different from the Anhui cuisine of the same name. It is mixed with glutinous rice flour, rice flour and flour, and finally rolled into small round cakes the size of a tea cup, about one centimeter thick, and finally fried in a frying pan. When it turns golden brown, pick it up and it becomes . Every time I cook a dish, I put it on the top of the pot and cook it in the soup. Feng Yiping likes it very much.

Fried glutinous rice balls, fried radish balls, and then steamed fish cakes, in short, a lot of things.

In the past few days, every household in Yuanli is like this. The fire in the stove is basically not extinguished. They are preparing food for Chinese New Year. Usually they save oil to eat. Now it is different. , filled with various aromas.

All kinds of dishes are actually not expensive. One is that it takes some time, and the second is that there is a lot of frying, so there are many opportunities to cook them, so it looks grand.

People who have tape recorders, such as Feng Weidong's, have the loudest voice, and festive songs are played from morning to night.

Young people who have done all kinds of preparations for the New Year at home, or who don't want to help with these things, gathered together on the threshing field and on the hills to chat happily about all kinds of experiences in the past year.

The children enjoyed these days even more. They ran from the front to the back, holding firecrackers of various colors in their hands, and suddenly ordered one, and the adults who were frightened were not angry.

In these days of the Chinese New Year, the harshest adults are more forgiving to their children, rarely scolding, let alone hitting. If the children cry at home during the Chinese New Year, it is not a good sign, right? So these days, it's really a paradise for children, eating, drinking, having fun, and doing something wrong will not be blamed by parents.

They were still frying the glutinous rice dumplings. Feng Hongbing's mother sent a small dustpan to the fried dumplings from their family.

This kind of situation is not seen later. Everyone has some money in their hands, and there are more and more varieties of goods on the street. Every family is too lazy to spend so much time, so much effort, and directly spend money to buy them. Tian Zuo nestled at home eating snacks and watching TV. Few people went out, and even fewer visited. It was not much more lively than the city.

I'm finally done, and I'm busy making dinner. In the evening, another large circle of guests was called, and the second uncle and Feng Mingzhi were also there. As soon as everyone started drinking, Feng Zhenchang remembered something, got up and went to the kitchen to bring the stewed mutton and carrots to the table. Mei Qiuping's expression changed at that time.

After 9 o'clock, when all the guests were sent away, Mei Qiuping and Feng Zhenchang quarreled again, "I'm stewing it for Yiping, what are you doing with it? Pork, beef and chicken are not enough? Such expensive mutton, are you here? Which family has mutton for dinner?"

This is the case in rural areas. On the one hand, they are generous and sympathetic. If there is not enough meat for the Chinese New Year due to various reasons during the Chinese New Year, then there is no need to worry, there will be many people rushing to send it.

On the other hand, it is too much to be calculated. For example, my family uses three yuan cigarettes to entertain guests, and yours uses two yuan. Similar trivial matters may be gossip for a few years.

Feng Zhenchang, who drank wine, was also unreasonable, "I just eat it, I can't eat it? Besides, there is no mutton on the table because they didn't buy mutton."

Mei Qiuping retorted, "Zhicheng just bought it. Did you eat it when you went to their house for dinner?"

The processing workshop in Yuanli was opened by Feng Zhicheng's family, and it was considered a wealthy family in Yuanli.

Feng Zhenchang's neck froze, "You're stewing in the kitchen, and everyone smells it. I'm too embarrassed to go out and meet people if you don't bring it to the table?"

Mei Qiuping made a big gesture of washing the dishes, and Feng Yiping was worried that she would smash the pot, and muttered, "You just can't see how much money you have in your hand, with how much money you have, you are an old man. I don't even know."

Seeing that Feng Zhenchang was getting more and more annoyed as she talked more and more, Feng Yiping really wanted to throw the troublesome leg of lamb out to feed the dog, that would save trouble.

Feng Yiping knew that when they were arguing, it was useless to persuade them, and no one was persuaded. It seems that quarrels are their normal state. They have a fight every few days, a cold war for a few days, and then reconciled as before, disregarding the previous grudges, and come again every few days. After coming down, I guess they are used to it.

The world of his parents, he still does not understand, does not understand. Together, often noisy, separated, and miss a lot. That year, when his son was born, during the confinement period, Mei Qiuping went to help take care of him, leaving Feng Zhenchang alone in his hometown, and the two of them had at least one phone call a day. Although I am reluctant to pay for long-distance calls, I can't say a few words every time, and there is nothing new in what I say, just how is it today, are you tired? have you eaten? What to eat? Did you sleep well last night? It was said over and over again, but the deep concern was beyond words.

Of course it is also possible, as the saying goes, distance produces beauty.

What can be done now with such inconvenient parents? Feng Yiping had to shout loudly, "Mom, forget it, say less."

Seeing his face, Mei Qiuping finally shut up.

Feng Yiping said to Feng Zhenchang again, "Dad, it's time to cook the meat."

I have long heard that people are setting off firecrackers. According to custom, when cooking meat for Chinese New Year, a string of firecrackers should be set off. I also heard the sound of "Dangdang" from many people, making paper.

The so-called paper making is to use a mold to densely print copper coins on the yellow paper bought to be burned for the ancestors tomorrow.

Although Feng Zhenchang was also full of fire, he still went to the jar and took out the prepared piece of meat. After washing it, put it in the pot to cook, then lit a cigarette and set off a string of 800 firecrackers outside. .

Feng Yiping and his mother were not idle either. They chose the dishes to be used tomorrow, washed them with hot water, and kept them for later use.

After the meat was cooked, as usual, Feng Zhenchang cut a few pieces of lean meat and asked Feng Yiping to eat it. He and Mei Qiuping also ate a piece of lean and fat.

While everyone was still talking, Feng Yiping said, "Dad, Mom, do we make a rule? If you want to buy something in the future, you should discuss it at home first. Write it down on a piece of paper, and then face it item by item, that's fine!"

Both the husband and wife were a little stunned and embarrassed, but they forgot the previous unhappiness and glanced at each other. It seems that not only the father has an opinion, but the son also has an opinion. Are we being a bit capricious?

Mei Qiuping replied casually, "You are right, I will discuss it with your father."

Feng Zhenchang said, "It's getting late, get up early tomorrow, go to bed."

It was not early, it was close to midnight, and after a hasty wash, the family hurriedly went to bed.

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