Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

"Uncle Zimo said: Everyone's body is different. Qiuli exercises every day and her body is very warm. She won't wear thick cotton clothes even if she has them. Yaya is not fat. My grandma said that Yaya is called a blessing bag. Everyone can do it. like."

Fortunately Mrs. Yan Zhang was not here, otherwise she would have been furious to death when she heard what he said. He was very vicious when he criticized his mother, but that was not what he said.

"Really? Did the patriarch's grandma really say that?" The child's character, as expected, his eyes changed as soon as he heard the good words. "Especially the words of the old patriarch and the patriarch's grandmother, Yaya likes to listen to them the most.

"Yes, my grandma often said that if you are as chubby and soft as Fu Bao, don't be too cute. If you look like a little fairy, the whole village will be blessed by you."

Yaya was happy when she heard this and finished another meat bun in three mouthfuls.

After it snowed, the children in the college were also very happy. Even the master stood in the yard to greet the students and watched the snow together.

A group of children were playing the game of eagle catching chicks. Those who were not assigned a number were crowded together against the wall, playing a game of pushing each other. It was very lively, and the whole body was very warm from the exercise. It seemed that they didn’t feel it at all. It's freezing cold.

At home, Grandma Yan said it was time, but because of the snow, the older children were all happy and the teachers did not rush them into the classroom right away.

The village chief and the clan elders gathered at the old clan leader's house again. One brought a bowl of fried fish, and the other brought some fried peanuts. They came together to ask for a few sips of the old clan leader's liquor. Drinking liquor is the most comfortable in such weather. It can make people feel warm all over.

"It's finally snowing. We don't have to go up the mountain to carry water, and the victims won't be out of water. They can just boil a few handfuls of snow water to cope."

"That's what you think. It's okay if it doesn't snow heavily. If it does come, you'll be dead without clothes or food. You don't know what the situation is outside now?"

Since the last incident, people in Taohua Village have never gone out. They only know that more and more victims are passing by the official road, and occasionally there will be minor conflicts.

However, judging from how well-prepared their village was, not many people dared to collide without a wink. At least the whole village was safe.

"I hope everything can be like now. After the Chinese New Year, if we survive another two months, winter will be over. By then the snow will melt. Even if the victims don't go back, the government will resettle them, right?"

The old people's current topics are all about snow and disaster victims.

Looking at the sunbathing area not far away, the light snowfall made everyone practice in full swing, especially the half-year-old children and young people. They wanted to soak in the snow water. The snowflakes floated on their faces and then melted immediately, giving them a cool feeling. It’s really comfortable, and it’s a good day like this.

"My two boys have been practicing for a few days, and they can still dance a few moves with sticks. They are quite impressive. I feel relieved now."

"That's not true. Zimo taught them a lot of self-defense techniques, as well as some tricks to guard against thieves at night. I feel that the kid at home has become a lot more courageous. My little grandson also patted his chest and told me, if there are thieves Come and protect me."

"Last night they made a few traps near the house. I think they will be somewhat effective."

"Old patriarch, I really have to thank you. Zimo wouldn't have agreed without your nod."

Now the relationship between the villagers is very harmonious, they all feel united and their energy is strained in one place.

"So what do you say: If you have food at home, you won't have to worry about the New Year! The meaning is the same. These are all the contributions of the village chief and clan elders. Don't put all the credit on me. The village cannot survive without you.

I think most of the children in the village are taught well and will be successful in the future. As long as we work together and work hard in one place, our Taohua Village will definitely have a proud day, and the Yan family will also prosper. "

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It snowed twice in a row, although each time was only for two days. But I feel that the land is much moister, and the roads in the village are no longer as dry and dusty as before.

Time has also entered the twelfth lunar month, and there is a folk saying that "it's the new year after the twelfth lunar month."

Although it is not the Great Northern, Qingliu County also has the custom of drinking Laba porridge on the eighth day of the lunar month. According to legend, this day is the day when the Buddha Sakyamuni became enlightened, also known as the Dharma Treasure Festival.

In fact, the focus during the twelfth lunar month is on preparing new year’s goods. This time of year is during the off-season, and if it’s a good harvest year, every household likes to get some food.

Most people in Qingliu County like to make bean curds, pancakes and glutinous rice balls during the Laba Festival. People can only eat such good things during the Chinese New Year.

This year, most families in the village can only make Laba porridge and steamed cakes. Fubao’s family has already started making Laba Festival food the day before the Laba Festival.

Now that the family has a large population and many children, Grandma Yan always wants to find ways to make delicious food for them.

Yun Niang is very handy, and she used to make a lot of pastries in wealthy households. So in addition to the tofu skin, pancakes and glutinous rice balls that Yan Du taught her to make, she also made pea yellow and xiaolongbao.

There is no shortage of glutinous rice, mung beans, red beans, sugar and red dates at home. Grandma Yan prepared for the New Year early in the morning, and some of them were taken out by Fu Bao from space.

So their family started foaming and grinding the paste to make fillings on the seventh day of the lunar month. When they woke up early on the eighth day of the lunar month, they could smell the strong aroma of pastries.

"Grandma, grandma, what's delicious today?"

There is no school today. Fubao started to fuss with his grandma before he even washed his face. Sanlang even ran to the kitchen to watch over her, even more greedy than Mimi.

"Little greedy cat, hurry up and brush your teeth. Grandma will help you wipe your face. No one can eat it without our Fu Bao."

Not only the children, but also others had washed up early and sat at several tables in the hall. Even Erlang and Miss Shen, who usually liked to stay in the room, came out.

As agreed last night, there will be pastries for breakfast today, and no one is not greedy.

Sure enough, Yun Niang and Aunt Liu used different ingredients. They all used the same condiments. The pastries they made were much more delicate than those made by their sisters-in-law in previous years, and the sweetness was just right.

Fu Bao thinks everything is delicious, because she has never been able to eat such food in the Yao family before. It is good that she does not have to snatch the dog food from the dog's mouth.

He only took one bite of the Laba porridge, and his little mouth was stuffed with pastries. Fu Bao said everything: "It's delicious, it's really delicious."

"I just said that Fu Bao is just like Yaya. They are both greedy cats." Sanlang ate the cakes so much that his teeth were stained, and he vaguely didn't forget to talk about Yaya.

"I think I'll book Yaya for you, so that I won't be unable to get married later." Mrs. Yan Zhang was worried, other people's children seemed to be different people when they read and read, so why were her own children getting worse and worse? I couldn't help but gouge him out with my eyes.

Everyone was laughing and enjoying their food, but they didn't take her words seriously.