"Our Tianbao is sensible. Other children are thinking about eating and playing all day long. Our Tianbao has started to make money."

Old Mrs. Zhou smiled and waved to Zhou Tiantian, asking her granddaughter to sit next to her. "Tianbao, you may not understand. This candied haws is not something we can sell as long as we want.

The key is the ratio of sugar to water, and what time it boils, there are some considerations. It is not easy to do it if you are not a skilled master."

"Good kid, I know you're anxious. I want our family to live early. It's hard for you to be so young, and I'm thinking about it all day long."

Old Mrs. Zhou hugged Zhou Tiantian in her arms and kissed her granddaughter's face. "Good baby, don't think about anything, just study with peace of mind.

Making money is an adult's business. No matter how our family lives, it is impossible to lack your money.

You all have a promising success in college, and it is more useful than the money you earn at home. Our family will count on you in the future." The old lady has high hopes for the younger generations.

"Okay, grandma, don't worry, I will definitely get into a good school in the future, bring glory to our Zhou family, and make grandparents happy."

Zhou Tiantian thought about it, so she didn't know how to make the candied haws. She did not know how much material to waste when she tried to make them rashly.

Besides, it’s February. As the weather gets warmer, even if you can’t sell it after researching it, let’s talk about it in winter.

"Milk, you can try it." Zhou Tiantian handed the candied haws in her hand to the old lady Zhou's mouth and asked the old lady to eat one.

"Oh, I dare not eat it. When people get old, they have bad stomachs and teeth. I dare not eat this thing. I may have toothache and stomach will be sore and will have toothache.

Good boy, eat it. If you have this heart, your heart is sweeter than sugar."

There are only seven or eight hawthorns in a bunch of candied haws. The old lady is reluctant to eat them. She eats one, and she eats less of her granddaughter. Let's leave it for her granddaughter.

Old Mrs. Zhou refused to eat it. Zhou Tiantian gave it to her, but no one of the adults wanted it. In the end, Zhou Tiantian gave one of the strings to Yongcheng and Yongxin, and she shared a string with Zhou Yanyan.

The sour hawthorn is wrapped in crispy sugar. A bite of sweetness is sour and sweet in it. It is a taste of happiness.

A few children here eat candied haws, and the other end of Xu and Han Caiying have taken off their coats and washed their hands, and kneaded dough and steamed buns with their mother-in-law.

The steamed buns during the New Year are different from usual, and they can steam some tricks.

Old Mrs. Zhou’s parents came to Guandong. The old lady learned good dough work from her mother, such as ordinary date buns and jujube mountain. They are not a problem, but they are even more specialized in lotus rolls, chrysanthemum rolls, etc.

The soft dough kept changing in the hands of Mrs. Zhou, and finally made various beautifully shaped flower buns, which looked so beautiful.

After eating candied haws, Zhou Tiantian came over and looked at her grandmother's unique skills. She liked them so much that she had to pester the old lady to teach her.

Old Mrs. Zhou was very happy, so she taught Zhou Tiantian step by step, and the grandparents and grandchildren had a lot of fun playing with each other.

When the wives saw this, they didn't say anything, silently rubbing the steamed bun and inserting the dates.

I don’t know anything else. They can make jujube steamed buns. There are so many noodles, so steam them out quickly and don’t delay cooking at night.

Old Mrs. Zhou had been steaming steamed buns, buns, bean buns, and 29th day, and four pots of various flower buns were steamed on this day. The food for the New Year was almost ready.

On February 12th, the 30th day of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast, Zhou Anguo found the big red paper he bought at home and took out a large sized brush to start writing Spring Festival couplets.

Zhou Anguo is a teacher and his calligraphy is very beautiful. He wrote the Spring Festival couplets of the Zhou family by himself.

The main door, the room door, and the warehouse door must be written, and the content must be different.

In addition to these, you also need to write the word "Fu" and you will be happy when you go out and see happiness when you look up. You need to write a pig and sheep pen on the pig nest, a golden rooster rack on the chicken nest, a grain and a grain and a warehouse.

In recent years, it has not been as strict as before. Some old customs and rules have been restored, and it looks more like the New Year.

Zhou Anguo wrote the word "Fu" in Spring Festival couplets, while Han Caiying and Wu Chunling used red paper to cut window flowers and hang money.

During the Chinese New Year, you must look festive, with red window flowers pasted everywhere, symbolizing the prosperous days and the joyful and lively look.

In the inner room, I wrote Spring Festival couplets and cut window flowers. Xu scooped some soil noodles into pieces in the kitchen.

The reason why it is called earth noodles is that the surface is darker. Some people say that the earth noodles are mixed with soil and dust in the mill. Anyway, they are not as good as white noodles. People cannot eat them. Most of them buy some to make a sausage.

Nowadays, most people have mud walls and buy paper paste before the Chinese New Year. They are reluctant to use white flour to make crumbs, so everyone buys this earthy flour.

The couplets and window flowers were all ready, and the croquettes were also made here, so Zhou Yongping and his wife led their younger brothers and sisters to do it together, and they should paste Spring Festival couplets and window flowers that should be pasted.

The children ran back and forth in the yard, laughter and joy contrasting the redness of the yard, adding a bit of festive and lively New Year.

Put the couplets on, then erect the lantern pole and hang the lanterns made of red paper by Mrs. Zhou. There is no candle in the lantern, but light bulbs, which is safer.

The younger generation is busy in the yard, while the sisters-in-law Xu are cooking in the kitchen.

According to the Zhou family's rules, I ate three meals on New Year's Eve and got up early and deal with it casually. The New Year's Eve dinner is at 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon. At around 11 o'clock in the evening, I will have another meal of dumplings.

The annual reunion is, the more sumptuous the New Year’s Eve dinner, the better.

The Zhou family had left a lot of meat behind slaughtering pigs. In the past few days, the old lady led her granddaughters to simmer everything she should have and simmered the skin and other things, which would save a lot of trouble.

My sisters-in-law frying, cooking and frying in the kitchen, and the aroma floated out with the heat and floated into the yard.

The children who were busy in the yard sniffed, and their saliva could not help but flowed down.

"Oh, what delicious food is made here? It's so delicious, so greedy, right?"

Yongxin Xiao was just when she was greedy. The greedy worm in her stomach that was caught by the fragrance came out. She widened her eyes and quietly opened the door, trying to see what delicious food she had made.

"Go to play, don't make trouble here. This is the New Year's Eve dinner. I will follow some rules for me."

When Wu Chunling saw her son leaning out at the door, she knew that the boy must be greedy, so she waved the spatula with one hand and chased her son out with disgust on her face.

"Lingzi, look at you really, the child is greedy and comes to see it. Are you as for this?" The old lady Zhou saw it and immediately felt sorry for her grandson.
Chapter completed!