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Aunt Niu and Aunt Cuihua were making dumplings at Jiuli's house, talking about village gossip and giggling from time to time.

"Zhou Ji, the educated youth, was really miserable. He was beaten three times for nothing."

As the initiator of the attack on Zhou Ji, he kept his achievements and fame hidden.

"Anyway, it wasn't done by anyone in the village, so who knows who was offended? Zhou Zhiqing's dumpling filling is really delicious."

The dumplings they make are made with pork lard, cabbage and vermicelli. If you are extravagant, add some eggs and fry them until they are cooked. They are all good. It smells delicious here, and there are many large eggs.

"I added some small shrimps to enhance the flavor. You can also make more dumplings and save them for the winter."

"Making dumplings is so easy. Let me show you how."

Aunt Niu made one dumpling with each hand, very easily, and chatting did not affect her hand speed at all.

When they left, they took with them a dozen or so uncooked dumplings, smiling as they left. Who would be willing to eat like that? That was a heavenly day that only happened during the Chinese New Year.

"This smells so good, do you want to eat dumplings?"

The team leader came in from outside and huddled beside the fire. There were a dozen dumplings floating in the pot, and they were all plump after being cooked.

"What did you do when you went out? Yes, I went to Zhou Zhiqing to help him. You three can have a taste of it."

"I don't need it. I'm not greedy for it," he hesitated.

"There are a lot of them, twelve in total." He rolled his eyes.

"Give four to the eldest and second sons, and you can have a taste of the rest." He tapped his pipe. Little daughter-in-law? She eats meat.

"Okay, call the eldest and second brother to get it,"

Skim off the foam, divide evenly, add a spoonful of soup, lard residue and lard, and sprinkle with some chopped green onions to make it look full.

"Dad, I'm calling you over here," Li Chun bit the thread in his mouth and kicked the man, "Bring two pieces of peach cake over there."

"Take the bowl of noodles," Li Yan served the noodles quickly.

She and her elder sister-in-law were able to marry their own men, and their lives were much better than in her parents' home. They could eat these noodles once a month.

She looked coldly at the room where her third brother's wife lived. She could smell the meat, but she was reluctant to give a bowl to her parents?

"Come over, my wife and I have no problem with this." As he said this, he had a rather unsightly smile on his face, and he seemed to be enjoying it very much.

"That's not true. Chun'er's sister brought some. Dad should try some too. This is really valuable from the supply and marketing cooperative."

"The noodles are black and worthless," the second brother touched his head.

The two men who carried out two bowls of dumplings swallowed their saliva. The dumplings smelled so good that they couldn't bear to eat them and took them back.

"Tiezhu and Tiedan, come and have some dumplings." The eldest brother, who was sitting on the kang table, greeted them as they came in, but he picked up the steamed corn bread himself.

"Mom and Dad, do you have any more?" He looked at the small bowl and saw that there were only four.

"Yes, let us have a taste, but it's made of refined white flour." The plump and fair appearance of the boy is very pleasing to the eye.

The same conversation was also heard in the second room. How could we put ourselves in others' shoes? Otherwise, how could we have such a good life?

Each of them ate one and were quite satisfied. Even the soup was divided up. Xu Zhiqing, who had no benefit, ate the cold braised pork and almost complained when she smelled the smell. What kind of person eats alone?

The slender fingers quickly cut out a few small paper figures, endowed them with intelligence, and wrapped dumplings on the side. Ling Ling quickly put the things into his own system space.

The educated youth point is having dumplings made by Mu Lian, who is recognized for her delicious cooking skills. She is skillfully preparing the stuffing. The meat was distributed yesterday, the cabbage is grown by themselves, the vermicelli was stored in the fall, and the flour has just been replaced.

"For our educated youth gathering, should we call Zhou Zhiqing?"

"Come to think of it, there are now two Zhou Zhiqings."

The female educated youth sat on a bench, making dumplings and chatting.

"Isn't it? This is Zhou Ji, the educated youth. Do you think that guy from last time is okay? I haven't seen him in a few days."

"I don't know, it smells good, and my hands and feet move faster."

Su Siyan sat on a stool and threw firewood in, while Su Yu was also beside him, twisting the wood.

"Brother, take it easy these two days." He beats Zhou Ji whenever he has nothing to do. I really admire this Old Six. Why don't you do it?

"You're doing this to people without them knowing it." Waste of effort.

He lowered his head and looked at his legs, then silently moved his position. Even with his leg disease, he was as bright as the sun.

"Eat your meal honestly." He glanced at Su Yu and said coldly.

"Brother, there is more than one Zhou Ji who is as rich and capable as Zhou Zhiqing, but Zhou Ji is the most obvious one."

He ate the freshly taken dumplings with meat, vegetables and eggs in big mouthfuls. He felt so satisfied that he said in a low voice.

"Let's unite as educated youth who have gone to the countryside. There is one more bowl. Xu Xiao and Mu Mu will deliver it later," said the old-looking woman in a red jacket who was sitting next to Mu Lianlian.

"Okay, Sister Hong." Mulian smiled.

"Youth sent by Zhou Ji shouldn't go," Sister Hong was one of the first group of youth sent to the countryside and she was also the oldest one in the youth sent-down area, so she had some prestige.

"Sister Hong, will you go back home for the New Year? It's hard to ask for leave."

"It's difficult to ask for leave. I won't go back this year. I'm busy at home," Sister Hong said with a bitter mouth when she thought of what was said in the letter.

For a moment, everyone at the educated youth site was silent. Those who could go to the countryside these days were not favored by their families. They were all the same. Their life in the city might be worse than that in the village. At least they had food to eat.

After packing up, Mulian Lian and Su Yu put the bowls in a basket and walked towards the end of the village, which was only a ten-minute walk.

"Master, someone is coming." Ling Ling flew up and down.

Jiuli, who was eating leek and egg dumplings on the kang table, raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, as she was spicy from the chili pepper.

"The last one." He quickly stuffed it into his mouth and motioned Lingling to put the taste and things in the kitchen before he tidied his clothes and went out.

"Where is Comrade Zhou? We said you were not at home."

Mu Lian, who was about to turn around, quickly adjusted his posture.

"Come in and sit down," he glanced at the two of them and greeted them.

After entering the door, Mu Lianlian and Xu Xiao quickly took a look at the yard. It was very clean and there was a backyard where they could grow vegetables.

"What are you talking about? Those are the pickles and chili sauce sent by Aunt Cuihua and Aunt Niu," he said casually, glancing at the corner.

"Aunt Cuihua's chili sauce is the best. She has good taste." As the three of them walked into the house, they were surprised by the layout.

There were four female educated youth sharing one bed in the educated youth center, and I heard that more people were coming. How could they sleep comfortably?

The curtains were decorated with small floral patterns, everything was neatly arranged on the bed, there was a mirror and a comb on the windowsill, and there was also an old-fashioned dressing table.

I felt like I couldn't take it all in and I felt at a loss just sitting there. Jiuli made two cups of brown sugar water and listened.

"Just, the educated youth are having some dumplings and I'll bring you some." Xu Xiao mustered up the courage to say this; she felt embarrassed.

"?" Delivering dumplings? The next moment, he realized, "Thank you for the trip. Drink some water and relax."

"No trouble, no trouble. Where did Zhou Zhiqing buy this small floral fabric?" Mulian's eyes lit up. It was a great shirt.

"These are defective products sold at a low price by the clothing factory. I brought them from home." He put down a plate of melon seeds and peanuts.

"Zhou Zhiqing is from Beijing, right? The new educated youth don't have leave to go back this year," Xu Xiao touched Bu's feet.

They cracked two melon seeds and peanuts with dignity and then stopped eating. The food with oil was too expensive and they couldn't afford it.

"I know," my uncle also told me to go to his place to celebrate the New Year.