Rebirth of a Husband and Family

His tone was too firm, and Wang Pingping unconsciously followed his pace, directly skipping the difficult question of "should I do it or not", and directly faced the choice of "what to do".

Seeing that Wang Pingping was really lost in thought, Tong Qian silently gave Zhou Mingyan a thumbs up.

Dude, you are still a bull!

Zhou Mingyan has actually seen many people like Wang Pingping.

Because of concerns, she is indecisive and indecisive in doing things. At this time, someone needs to help her make a decision directly in order to avoid subsequent entanglements.

Tong Pan'er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly whispered, "Why don't we go fry rice cakes?"

The soft and glutinous rice cakes are put into the pan, and they are fried into golden brown by the hot oil. When the aroma comes out, put some sweet or spicy sauce on the pan, and bite it down. The skin is crispy on the outside, but soft and glutinous on the inside. , is really a big delicacy.

This proposal was quickly rejected by Tong Qian.

"The rice cakes are too troublesome, and we have to buy them on the spot. The best materials are those we can get right away."

"The simpler the better," Zhou Mingyan pondered, "Pancake fruit?"

The fermented flour is kneaded, spread out on a pan, beaten with an egg, put half a fried dough stick, spread the sauce, and finally sprinkle a little green onion to finish, it is also a good delicacy.

The pancake stall Wang Pingping saw it just now, she shook her head and said, "We don't have that boiler, so we have to pay for it."

After much deliberation, none of them seemed suitable.

Tong Qian is also well-informed. He used to have no time to eat, so he often bought some food from roadside stalls to satisfy his hunger, went through all the snacks in his mind, and finally made a decision.

"We can make rice balls!"

"Fantuan, what is that?"

Facing the curious Tong Pan'er and Wang Pingping, Tong Qian didn't know how to explain.

He forgot that there was no such food in his hometown at this time.

After explaining for a long time at the end, Wang Pingping finally understood.

"You mean, boil the glutinous rice and spread it out, then add sugar or fried dough sticks on top?"

Tong Qian scratched his head, "Probably. I also heard about this from our teacher, and the specific method is not clear."

Although he had eaten rice balls before, he had no idea how they were made.

Zhou Mingyan made the final decision, "If you can do it, you'll know if you can do it?"

"Wait," Wang Pingping felt a little embarrassed, "I don't have glutinous rice at home, I'll go out and borrow it tomorrow..."

Tong Qian had a flash of inspiration, "Should leftovers be okay?"

It was cold at this time. In order to reduce work, the meals at home were cooked for a day, and there were some left in the kitchen.

Do as soon as you think of it, in order not to give his mother a chance to repent, Tong Qian ran into the kitchen, opened the pot and touched it, the food was cold.

Tong Pan'er came in, sat in the stove familiarly, lit the firewood with a match, and the stove ignited, transferring the heat to the iron pot.

In this family, mother is in charge of cooking and cooking, and Tong Paner is in charge of lighting the fire.

Wang Pingping was only one step too late, and she couldn't help laughing when she entered the kitchen and found that her son and daughter were already busy.

"Is it necessary to be so anxious?"

Tong Qian went around looking for guys to prepare, rolled up his sleeves, and looked like he was going to do a big job.

"Of course, I can't wait."

After reheating the leftovers, Tong Qian fished out the rice, imitating the actions of the food stall owner he had seen, flattening the rice balls with his bare hands, putting them on the desk, and then took out a spoonful of sugar from the sugar bowl and sprinkled them on.

I don’t have deep-fried dough sticks at home, so I omit this first, just sprinkle a layer of pickles on it, and then roll it into balls by hand.

A steaming rice ball is ready.

"So simple?"

Seeing her son, who is not in the sun, make a rice ball in twos and twos, Wang Pingping can't help wondering, can this stuff be eaten?

Tong Qian took a bite first, frowning slightly.

A small portion of the rice is crusty, and the taste is a bit hard, and the taste of mustard and sugar is a bit strange.

But overall, it still looks like a rice ball.

So he handed the rice ball to Wang Pingping.

Wang Pingping took a bite and felt that although the taste was strange, it was not as difficult to eat as she imagined.

"The main reason is that there are too few ingredients at home. Tomorrow we will go buy some seaweed, sausage, cucumber and so on."

Things have come to this point, and her son has already made half-finished products, and Wang Pingping is hard to say. She just thought about it at first, and didn't really plan to set up a stall.

She wrote down what she had to do tomorrow, and let the children wash and sleep.

After making several semi-finished products one after another, Wang Pingping probably figured out the way.

Early this morning, Tong Qian couldn't wait to pull her along to try to see if this so-called rice ball could be sold.

Since it is a "stall", it must have a facade.

The temple fair was several miles away from home, and they didn't have a car, so it was obviously impossible to move tables and stools across thousands of miles.

When Tong Qian was worried about this, Zhou Mingyan said lightly that he had already asked people near the temple fair, and many of them had tables, chairs and benches that were not very useful, and they could use them as long as they gave some money every day.

Tong Qian gave him a big hug.

"You are so thoughtful in doing things, I didn't expect it!"

When the two separated, although he tried his best to suppress it, Zhou Mingyan's ears still turned red uncontrollably.

After solving the most critical problem, a family of four moved to the temple fair with a pot of rice, a pot of sugar, and a bag of ingredients.

Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and all the relatives who should leave have almost left. The rest of the day is spent eating, drinking, and having fun with the children. There are more people in the temple fair than ever before, crowded and bustling.

Wang Pingping repeatedly told the children, "You must follow closely, tell me if you have anything to do, don't run around, or you will be caught and sold by human traffickers."

With Zhou Mingyan leading the way, they successfully borrowed a table, washed it clean, put all their things on it, and carried it to the end of the food stall at the temple fair.

Tong Qian was a little nervous when he was doing this for the first time.

"Hey, do you think we will be kicked out?" After all, we didn't pay the booth fee.

Zhou Mingyan quickly looked around, "There are a lot of people here, and there are also a lot of sellers. Compared with before, there are a lot of new faces. We are in such a remote place, so we usually don't notice it."

To be cautious, they didn't even hang up the signboard.

Tong Qian was very convinced by Zhou Mingyan. Hearing what he said, he stopped worrying and started helping his mother put things.

They brought a chopping board this time, and put a layer of washed gauze on the chopping board to ensure cleanliness.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the guests to come.

This is also the hardest step.

They stood too far away, and there were people coming and going in the temple fair, so few people noticed them.

One student, one student, and three children were foolishly blown in the cold wind for a long time, but this impromptu food stall still didn't open.

"This won't work," Tong Qian chopped off his numb feet, "I have to think of a way."