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New Year's Eve was very lively. Xiao's mother looked much better. Yang Qianqian had her carried to Qianweiju in a sedan chair.

It’s the New Year anyway, and the reason for having many people is to have fun.

Xiao's mother was lying in the room. Qianweiju was decorated by Ruyue and Lu'er with great skill. It was naturally festive with a lot of red and green.

Yang Qianqian thought that although the colors were a bit gaudy, they were lively nonetheless. Seeing that the two little girls liked them, she just let them have fun.

The New Year celebrations in the north are somewhat different from those in the south. Yang Qianqian grew up in the Jiangnan area, and I remember it was like that before she was sixteen.

During every Chinese New Year, my mother would wrap up glutinous rice balls and put black sesame seeds inside on New Year’s Eve and eat them on the morning of the first day of the first lunar month.

You have to eat dumplings in even numbers, and the numbers must naturally be auspicious, such as two, six, eight, ten, and so on.

As for the north, because pasta is the main food, people eat more dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

However, in the following years, the cultures of the north and the south merged greatly. Sometimes Yang Qianqian and her brother were lazy and would buy frozen dumplings or glutinous rice balls directly from the supermarket, and they could celebrate the New Year in a mediocre way.

As for making dumplings yourself, you usually just buy machine-made dumpling wrappers from the supermarket, add some fillings and wrap them around them.

However, there were no dumpling skins for sale in ancient times, and basically starting from the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, there were fewer vendors. If you wanted to buy New Year's goods, you had to do it early, after all, the vendors also had to go home to prepare New Year's goods.

The flour was prepared by Lu'er and Ruyue. Ruyue is a good cook. It's a good thing that it was like this, otherwise Yang Qianqian would probably starve to death if she lived alone in Qianwei Ju.

With her level, her brother used to cook for her at home, and she could only make some ordinary dishes like fried rice or scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

My brother practiced cooking skills specifically for himself, and even later obtained a chef certificate. He is best at making homemade dishes.

Sometimes she joked that her brother’s cooking skills were completely “honed” by herself, and that she was her brother’s enlightenment teacher.

Fortunately, I had manual labor classes in elementary school, and I also learned how to make dumplings.

Of course, a series of "difficult" actions such as mixing the dough, kneading the dough, and rolling the dumpling skins were all left to Ruyue. Yang Qianqian just pressed the flour on the side and watched Ruyue quickly roll it into dumpling skins.

Xiao Zhiyuan was the type who would follow suit and make trouble, but he did not inherit any ancient teachings such as "a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen".

Probably because I have been taking care of my mother all year round, I don't have any taboo about this. I just come over occasionally to watch everyone making dumplings, and I also take a piece of wrapper to try it out. Of course, the dumplings I make are naturally in all kinds of shapes.

But Xiao's mother leaned over calmly and said with a smile: "Let me help you wrap it together!"

Xiao's mother was in much better spirits. To make the atmosphere more lively, Yang Qianqian and the others placed the dumpling-making table next to Xiao's mother's bed. Even though they couldn't join in the fun, they could still feel the lively atmosphere.

However, seeing that Xiao's mother suddenly proposed it and that she looked in a good mood, he didn't mind her joining in.

But Xiao Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mom, just lie down and wait for the meal, don't get tired."

"Oh, it's okay, mom is in high spirits!" Xiao's mother laughed, "Seeing these doughs and meat fillings, mom is especially energetic."

Yang Qianqian was stunned. She had heard that people could feel energetic after smelling mint, but it was the first time she heard that seeing dumpling skins and meat fillings could make people feel particularly energetic. She couldn't help but laugh, "Auntie, do you like making dumplings?"

Xiao's mother smiled more brightly: "My family used to run a wonton dumpling shop. I can wrap three dumplings like yours with one hand at the same time, and they won't stick together. I can also wrap them in various shapes, such as goldfish dumplings, triangle dumplings..."

The two little girls, Lu'er and Ruyue, became interested. Without saying a word, they stuffed the rolled dough into Xiao's mother's hands and said, "I haven't heard that there are so many different kinds of dumplings. Auntie, please make them for us to see!"

Xiao's mother was not polite either. She worked quickly, put some stuffing on the skin, pinched it with her hand, and three fat-head goldfish appeared.

Finally, take some carrots and put them on the head as eyes. It is really beautiful.

Changing to another piece, Xiao's mother pinched it front, back, left, right, up and down, and a beautiful five-pointed dumpling came out, just like five petals, with full stuffing and beautiful patterns.

In addition, there were also four-happiness dumplings, wallet dumplings, small lock dumplings, ingot dumplings, and all kinds of other kinds, which dazzled everyone's eyes.

"So beautiful, Aunt Xiao, I want to be your disciple!" Ruyue was full of admiration, "This is the first time I've seen someone make so many different kinds of dumplings."

Xiao's mother was also very happy: "That's perfect. I see that you are very clever and can wrap better than me. Anyway, my skills are almost lost, so it's good to have an apprentice now!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qianqian quickly pulled Ruyue over and said, "Why don't you become my disciple? You must study hard in the future. It looks like we are in for a treat!"

Ruyue was also smart, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Xiao's mother was a little panicked, and quickly said: "I was just joking with you, but you took it seriously. If you want to learn in the future, just come over. Your aunt is about to be buried, how can you hide it?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Zhiyuan's face changed, and Yang Qianqian was also stunned. They were the two who knew Xiao's mother's condition best. This disease was just a matter of time, and it was impossible to cure it.

Yang Qianqian was the first to react. She pulled Xiao Zhiyuan's sleeve and said with a smile, "Aunt, you should discipline my girl from now on and let her study hard. When my shop can no longer run, let her open her own wonton shop."

As we were talking and laughing, there was a clear knock on the door.

It was time for the reunion dinner, the sound of firecrackers was small, but the knocking on the door was still clear.

Lu'er ran to open the door. Yang Qianqian was also a little curious about who was visiting during the New Year. Xiao Zhiyuan next to her said softly, "The shopkeeper..."

"Ok?"

"There's flour on your face..." Xiao Zhiyuan pointed at her left cheek, "There's flour on your face!"

Yang Qianqian hurriedly wiped it with her hands, but the more she wiped, the more it appeared. Seeing this, Xiao Zhiyuan became anxious and started to help her wipe it himself.

Once, twice...

After wiping, I heard Lu'er's surprised voice: "Look who's here?"