Chapter 167: Sweet Osmanthus, Pumpkin Pie, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

There is a special scenery in the countryside in August, and this scenery is most obvious during the Mid-Autumn Festival. k First update. It’s just that you may not be able to tell what’s special about this scenery just by looking at it with your eyes. You have to smell it with your nose.

The osmanthus flowers are blooming, and the fragrance spreads ten miles away.

This old saying is a bit exaggerated, but as long as there is an osmanthus tree in full bloom, it is true that everything nearby is fragrant.

There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees in Xiaotai'er Village. On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the rice-sized, beige-yellow flowers bloom to their peak. Overnight, the whole village is immersed in the strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

This is not only a scenery, but also the rich atmosphere of Mid-Autumn Festival in the countryside.

When everyone woke up on the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, they were immediately intoxicated by the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Even Fang Rui was a little lost in this long-lost fragrance and smell.

Yaya Nini, who was on a long vacation, was so excited that she clapped her little palms, ran to the osmanthus tree at Grandma Wang’s house next door, broke off several osmanthus branches, and when she got home, she was so excited that she smelled it and gave it to her.

The one who sniffed and said, "Smells, smells".

Fang Rui looked at the two crazy girls who were overjoyed and asked Yaya for a flower.

"Come, little daddy, give it to you... I will give you a flower, and the affection will increase..." Yaya gave a branch of osmanthus to Fang Rui's hand, jumped into his arms playfully, and gave him a pop on the face.

"I'll give you one too, little daddy." Not to be outdone, Nini gave Fang Rui a sprig of osmanthus. She also stepped forward, hugged Fang Rui's arm, and kissed her.

The two crisp sounds made everyone envious and jealous.

Lao Bian said with a flattering smile, "Yaya Nini, don't you give branches to uncle?"

"If you want flowers, pick them yourself!" The two girls didn't want to throw him away.

Lao Bian was bored and didn't say anything. The other girls asked the girls for flowers, but they didn't get them. Even Zheng Zhiqing and Xu Lijiao didn't get them.

"Okay, Yaya Nini, go get your schoolbags." Fang Rui said, touching the girl's head.

"Little dad, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and tomorrow is the National Day. The school has a total of eight days off. I don't have to rush to do this homework." Yaya Nini pouted her little mouth and said aggrievedly.

"Who said I need you to do your homework? Go and get your schoolbag." Fang Rui said with a smile.

When Yaya Nini refused to do her homework, she quickly went to get her schoolbag. Fang Rui took out a Chinese book from Nini's schoolbag, opened a page, picked a few small sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, put them in, and turned the pages again.

Open a few pages and put a few osmanthus flowers.

"Why did my little dad put the flowers in the book?" Nini asked in confusion.

"This will make the books fragrant. When you read and write in the future, you will feel energetic and will not doze off." Fang Rui said.

Putting sweet-scented osmanthus or other petals in books was very popular when Fang Rui was in primary school or even junior high school. When the sweet-scented osmanthus is stuck in a book, although the flower has withered, the fragrance can be retained for a long time.

It refreshes people and makes people feel that the beautiful scenery of the Mid-Autumn Osmanthus blooming is right in front of them, which is quite interesting.

When Yaya Nini heard this, she ran to Grandma Wang's house and folded a large handful of sweet-scented osmanthus branches, filling each book with them.

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After breakfast in the morning, everyone continued to make pumpkin pie.

Yesterday afternoon, I originally made a lot of pumpkins, but because the pumpkins were made from free space, and my mother’s skills were top-notch, the various fillings were mixed properly, and the cakes were so delicious that they were eaten by a group of foodies headed by Lao Bian.

There was not a single thing left to eat.

This pumpkin pie is difficult to make but easy to say, but it is difficult to make it taste great.

First, select a ripe and juicy pumpkin, wash it, peel off the skin and remove the seeds. Don’t throw away the pumpkin seeds here, wash them out of the flesh, dry them in the sun with a bamboo sieve, and then stir-fry them in a pot and they will be fragrant.

The pumpkin seeds cost twenty or thirty yuan per pound, and they are much more delicious than sunflower seeds...

After the pumpkin is clean, cut it into thin slices, steam it in a pot over water for about ten minutes, and take it out when it is almost cooked. While the pumpkin is hot, mash the pumpkin segments into pumpkin puree with a spatula or rice spoon.

, add glutinous rice flour. There is a small amount of glutinous rice flour here, as long as the dough does not stick to your hands.

Then add a certain amount of sugar, which will make the taste sweeter and more exciting. However, Fang Rui's pumpkin comes from space and has a high and pure sugar content. Adding sugar is simply superfluous.

After kneading the pumpkin puree, glutinous rice flour and sugar into a dough, add an appropriate amount of cooking oil, knead the dough for a while, then cover it with a layer of plastic wrap and let it ferment naturally for about a quarter of an hour. The dough is now ready.

The next step is to make the cake.

Take an egg-sized piece of dough from the large dough, roll it into a round shape and press it into a flat shape, then add appropriate amounts of various fillings. This filling can be prepared according to taste, including meat fillings, vegetarian fillings, sugar fillings, etc. One taste will taste good

It's easy to get tired of the taste, so Yu Yinghong mixed various fillings.

After the pumpkin cake is ready, you can dip some white sesame seeds on both sides to make it more fragrant.

Now the pumpkin pie is ready, and then it’s time to fry the pumpkin pie.

It is best to use a frying pan for pancakes. Pour a little oil into it. After it is hot, put the pancakes in. Don't use too much heat, as it will easily burn the outside. Just use medium and low heat. Fry the pumpkin pancakes slowly until

When golden, take it out and let it cool before eating.

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Today, the main battlefield of making pumpkin pie has been moved to the main room. Pots, buckets, etc. take up a lot of space. The main room is spacious and easy to use your hands and feet. Of course, you still have to go to the kitchen for cooking, frying, etc.

Making pumpkin pie today is also a public outing.

But when it comes to saying that everyone is going into battle, there are quite a few Mr. Nan Guo who are pretending.

Like Lao Bian, Lao Yang, Lao Zheng, these three old comrades all rolled up their sleeves and touched here and there. They did nothing real, but their hands were covered with snow-white glutinous rice flour...

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By the way, why don't they continue the hegemony of Chu and Han and fight on the chessboard, just so that when they eat later, they won't be looked down upon and talked about in vain like last night, and they can eat legitimately and confidently... What,

I ate too fast. Did I eat too much? You’re not mistaken. I put in a lot of effort. Shouldn’t I eat two more!

Yaya Nini is also wearing a small bib, and like two hard-working little bees, one person is kneading a small piece of dough.

"Uncle Fatty, go away, you're in the way here... I just know how to eat and don't know how to do anything. It's annoying to look at you!" Yaya rolled her eyes at the No. 1 soy sauce old boy who came over. Her words were too much.

It was so shocking that Lao Bian almost choked on his saliva. In order to avoid being pursued, he quickly stepped aside.

"Dad, Uncle Yang, you are so annoying. I took so much effort to knead the round dough balls, and you made them look like this... Go away and play... Huh, I won't feed you later!"

"Nini put her hands on her waist and yelled at Zheng Zhiqing and Yang Zhicheng who had their hands in the basin in front of them. Old Zheng and Old Yang were so sweaty that they were taught to look down upon by a girl!

The entire pumpkin pie making scene was harmonious and joyful. With the addition of Fang Zhengping, a master, the speed was much faster. Soon Yu Yinghong was carrying the finished pumpkin pie into the kitchen to fry it.

Lao Bian was very jealous. He looked left and right and saw that everyone was busy with what they were doing. He ducked into the kitchen. What were they doing? He must be enjoying the freshly baked pumpkin pie all to himself.

Have you gone? Lao Yang and Lao Zheng looked at the thief with hot eyes. If he hadn't been too old to do so, he would have followed him in.

"Ouch!" A scream came from the kitchen!

"Xiao Gang, this pancake has just been fried and taken out. It's hot. How can it be eaten...are you burnt?"….

"It's okay, it's okay... What are you doing, kidnapping... Be gentle, it hurts..."

A group of women's soldiers rushed into the kitchen, brandishing knives, pots and spatulas, and ferociously pulled out the thief.

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With the joint efforts of everyone, a total of four to five hundred cakes were made in the morning, but nearly half of them were consumed on the spot. After making the pumpkin cakes, my parents went to prepare lunch.

"Uncle, aunt, don't do anything with my food."

Lao Bian burped and said, he didn't make a single cake all morning, but he ate twenty or thirty.

"I won't eat at lunch, just to digest it."

Lao Yang and Lao Zheng said a little shyly. Although the two of them didn't eat as much as Lao Bian, they were almost the same.

"Auntie, I'm full too..."

"..."

Everyone expressed that their stomachs were full.

"Mom, why don't we make lunch? If anyone is hungry, just have a pancake." Fang Rui said.

"Okay, let's not do it anymore. Let's prepare a big table tonight... By the way, Ruizi, give mom your cell phone and she'll make a call." Yu Yinghong said with a smile.

"Mom, I will buy a mobile phone for you and dad tomorrow... You are going to call your uncle and the others." Fang Rui took out the mobile phone and said to his mother.

"Well, I haven't contacted them for more than half a year, and I don't know how the three of them are doing. I don't know where they celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival. Are the three brothers together..." Yu Yinghong showed a little sadness on her face,

Then he said to Fang Zhengping, "Old Fang, why don't we ask the three of them to come to our house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Just tell me, if they want to come, they can come. Don't ask if they don't want to come. Our family's current situation, hum, is not necessarily much worse than theirs..." Fang Zhengping said a little coldly and a little proudly,

It's not that Fang Zhengping is cold-blooded, but that his three brothers-in-law are too realistic and snobbish. To put it bluntly, they are the three villains. Fang Zhengping doesn't want to associate with them at all. He is just asking for trouble.

"Xiao Rui, what do you think?" Yu Yinghong asked her son when she saw that her husband was not very willing. Although the three younger brothers had never asked, cared about or cared about their sister in the mountains, they were still their biological brothers.

This kind of blood connection cannot be given up no matter what.

"Just like what Dad said, you give me an invitation. If you want to come, come. If you don't want to come, don't force yourself." Fang Rui said lightly. They all said that my mother-in-law is the eldest uncle, but for these three uncles, Fang Rui only had a few.

A blurry face. As for those aunts, cousins, etc., I don’t even recognize them.

Yu Yinghong went out to make a phone call, and soon returned to the main room.

"How do you say that?" Fang Zhengping asked.

"The second child said he was busy, the third child said he had no time, and the fourth child said the family was traveling abroad." Yu Yinghong said with a bitter smile.
To be continued...