Outside the door, Zhou Chang'an was in the middle. The patriarch Zhou Changfa was holding a big basket in his hand. When he saw Qiao Jianshan open the door, the two rushed into the door.

"Both uncles, both of you are slower." Qiao Jianshan sneered.

"You said I'll come to Jianshan's nephew's house and you can meet you, really," Zhou Changan complained.

Zhou Changfa is not willing to be outdone, "I'm saying, look, I'll take a look, what do you say, you can do it, can you repeat it, will you make people get tired of it?"

The two of them were clamoring for the time being that they had just rushed into the yard, and they rushed into the main house. The two old men put all the things in their hands on the square wooden table in the house, and they could move the positions of the gifts again and again.

Qiao Jianshan saw two people, rice dumplings, taro, pig cage cakes, and pig round hoofs...

"I can't use it, uncle, I have everything in my house. You are too polite." These things are not cheap, so Qiao Jianshan said that he can't accept anything.

"Nephew, stop talking, accept it. After this malaria, the village has gained the weight of your family. These are snacks for festivals, so you can't meet with your uncle."

After saying that, Zhou Changfa turned around and left, fearing that he would not be able to keep things and be stuffed back if he was slower.

Seeing this, Zhou Changan patted Qiao Jianshan on the shoulder and said, "Please accept it, accept it. If you don't accept it, you will look down on your uncle and me."

Then he chased the circumference and sent it out.

They rushed in and out, and rushed out, what's there to grab? The three brothers and sisters in the room took a sneak peek at the whole process.

"Dad, you can't put the round hooves, you have to stew them freshly, I'll take them to my mother." Qiao Qiao was interested in meat. Since she came to this family, she has always been obsessed with eating meat.

"Dad, what does it mean to give pig cage cakes and taro? The pig cage looks good, I want to eat pig cage cakes." Er Qiao was not polite, grabbed one and took the small and exquisite pig cage and put it in his mouth.

"The custom here is to steam taro during the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, commonly known as peeling ghost skin."

What do you say about peeling ghost skin? Isn’t it necessary to peel steamed taro? The taro looks ugly, what do you think? Isn’t peeling ghost skin just by peeling taro skin? It means to ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters.

It is easy to understand the pig cage cake. Eating it can make the children at home look as white and fat as piglets, and it is easy to feed.

"I didn't see my family eating this thing in the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years?" Qiao Wu, who had a mouthful of cake crumbs, asked Dad Qiao again.

"While going farther, don't you understand Shi Buyu? Squirting my pancake crumbs."

Da Qiao wiped the sprayed face, glared at Er Qiao next to her and continued.

"You don't know that our family is an outsider. There are no people who come and go with our family in normal times. How can parents know so much about the customs here? They don't just deal with them during the holidays? It's great to have enough food, so how can we pay so much attention? This year is not Xiao Qiao's prescription, and now there is no gift to receive it. I want something delicious, so it's so beautiful to you!"

Dad Qiao saw it and knew that the two brothers were about to compete, so he quickly sent them away and ordered the gifts given by the two uncles of the Zhou family. He asked Erqiao to deliver them to Haozi's family. His family was preparing to bake mooncakes at night, and he couldn't eat so much. Since he got close to Lin Chaotou's family, he knew that his family was more difficult than his own.

Chen Lan stewed round hoofs in the kitchen. The round hoofs had to be stewed for at least one hour. In just over one hour, the square wooden table in the main house of Qiao Family could no longer accommodate the various festival gifts sent by the villagers.

There was a gift from Haozi's father Lin Chaotou to cook water chestnuts, a chicken sent by Zhou Dayong's family, and a snail that he had come down to the river to get...

During this period, the family has not been able to sit down and have a meal. Finally, they saw all the patients away today. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so a table must be neatly built.

A pair of stewed big pig round hooves, cold pork ears, fried three shreds, salted vegetable heart, fried radish cake...

"Girls come, eat more meat, it depends on how you can eat it normally, but no matter how you eat it, you will only grow taller but not fat."

He looked at the meat like a hill in the bowl, put some into my mother's bowl, and sent some back to my father, "Let's get meat together."

The two brothers of Da Qiao and Er Qiao looked at each other and complained in a tacit way, "Singleman!" As long as there is a girl acting cute, the two brothers have zero sense of existence.

"By the way, it's so small. My mother has never made the mooncakes you mentioned. If it doesn't work, so many salted eggs and bacon will probably be ruined."

Xiao Qiao's idea made Qiao's father spend a lot of money to buy salted duck eggs in the town to make salted egg mooncakes, and told me about the modern process.

"My mother is definitely fine, yes, I will bake mooncakes tonight. I will eat it soon, and I will help you after eating it." Qiao Qiao said to her elder brother and second brother.

"What about you?"

"I feed the big ash and keep a look."

...

Early in the morning, Qiao Qiao was awakened by the fragrance of mooncakes. When she opened her eyes and sucked hard, she felt a bit like the mooncakes she had eaten in her previous life.

On the wooden shelf under the eaves, there were baked cakes placed one by one. Qiao Qiao looked at it and found that except for the one with a plaque, the others were made well. The bad ones were probably because they did not master the heat and had no oven or tools. They made so many and were quite well-like. I am afraid they didn’t sleep all night.

In the yard, Dad Qiao was feeding Xiao Qiao's Xiaoyi, Xiaoer, Xiaosan, Xiaosi...

Seeing large pieces of meat entering the big wolf's stomachs, Dad Qiao said it was false that he didn't feel heartbroken, and that he could have meat at this time. Earlier, no one in his family could eat meat.

I spent so much money to feed the big wolf. It was because the wolf pack was really helpful and maintained public order during this period. I thought that after the festival, I would let the wolf celebrate a good festival. After the wolf finished eating, I would discuss it with Xiao Qiao and put the eight big wolf back into the mountains. I really couldn't afford it at home, so I left only Xiao Hui.

"Dad, where is my mother."

"A coincidence, wash your face and eat the cakes made according to your method. Depending on whether they match the taste, your mother went to the village to deliver the cakes. Someone gave us some things. I thought this was also a rare food, so I also sent some fresh compensation to each family."

In the family of the patriarch, Zhou Changfa and his elders were eating the mooncakes sent by Chen Lan and praised them very much, "Look, the Qiao niece-in-law is skillful and can make such delicious cakes. Our pig cage cakes are incomparable."

Li Zheng’s family, Zhou Chang’an and his grandson were also eating Qiao’s mooncakes. “Look, I’m willing to give up the book, bacon, salted egg yolks, and fried peanut kernels, and it will be fragrant in one bite.”

"Grandpa, I want it even." Zhou Changan's little grandson Fatty, it was not enough to eat one.

Zhou Changan counted and found that there were more than ten cakes in total, but not with a dozen, they were all real ingredients. You can’t let your kid eat them all. Leave some for your father and your brothers.

After Chen Lan walked around, Qiao Jianshan was already preparing dinner for the evening, and the family ate moon cakes and porridge cushions at noon.
Chapter completed!