Cui Weizhen came back from work today and found that his wife was in a particularly high mood. Her whole body exuded the message "I did something big today", and she just didn't have "Come and ask me" written on her face.
This rank is no different from her son who has just entered the enlightenment class.
Because his son, Cui Zhiduan, a junior classmate, also had the same expression. Obviously, his patience was far less than that of his mother. As soon as he saw his father in the lower office, he couldn't wait to rush over and said in a show off tone: "Dad, I am today
I did a big thing with brother Zhi Ming."
Cui Zhiming smiled shyly and nodded in agreement.
Cui Weizhen took the tea from Ye Zhenzhen, took a sip, and then asked with great interest: "Oh? What big thing have you done?"
Cui Zhiduan quickly brought up their today's results as if they were presenting treasures, and said excitedly: "Look, this is the window grille that brother Zhiming and I cut. This is Huahua, this is Xue'er, this is me..."
A brass plate was placed on the coffee table, containing window grilles cut out of red paper. Unlike the maids' ingenious craftsmanship, these window grilles were cut crookedly and sloppily. Cui Weizhen couldn't even tell if his son hadn't introduced them one by one.
What must it be.
Cui Weizhen accepted this very well. His mother learned embroidery back then and even embroidered mandarin ducks into ducks. His son cut a good-looking Persian cat into a piglet, which is also a family tradition.
Finally, Cui Zhiduan showed off his masterpiece: "This is my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Isn't it beautiful?"
Not only Cui Weizhen, but also Ye Zhenzhen came over to take a closer look. They saw two round and fat humanoid figures standing together hand in hand. Ignoring the overly cute and round figures, the craftsmanship alone was quite good.
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Ye Zhenzhen nodded in agreement: "My son's craftsmanship is great! Even my mother can't cut such beautiful window grilles."
Cui Zhiduan's face flushed with joy: "It was Grandma Zhang who taught me."
Aunt Zhang is Cui Zhiduan's nanny Zhang. Now that he has been weaned, people in the house gradually call his two nannies Auntie.
"Wangzi studied well." Ye Zhenzhen praised her son and did not ignore Cui Zhiming: "Which one was cut by Mingming?"
Cui Zhiming quickly took out a window grille with the word "福". This "福" was cut neatly. Although it was not as good as an adult's craftsmanship, it was already very rare for a child over six years old.
"I didn't expect that you are so good at your craftsmanship. You are so capable. You can help me cut window flowers every year from now on."
Cui Zhiduan and Cui Zhiming were both pleased with themselves and responded with their heads held high: "We will cut more window grilles next year."
The two children were very happy to be able to help the family, especially since their mother/aunt solemnly asked for the two window grilles, not to mention the satisfaction in their hearts.
Cui Zhiduan was very interested and kept asking: "Mother, mother, where do you want to put our window grilles?"
Ye Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed and turned to look at Cui Weizhen: "Dad, where do you think it is better to post it?"
Cui Weizhen started to laugh, not only because of her name, but also because of her distressed look. Although she was the mother of a child, in some aspects, Zhen'er was actually no different from a child.
He was very happy to suggest: "What do you think about sticking it on the window of our dormitory?"
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes lit up and she nodded hurriedly: "Very good, very good, so we can see it every morning when we get up."
Cui Zhiduan also agreed with both hands and excitedly suggested: "Let's put up window grilles together."
It wasn't time to put up the window grilles yet, but everyone was in high spirits. Cui Weizhen didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the ladies, but ordered his servants to boil some paste.
There is no need to cook and stew immediately. The kitchen is worried about being in a hurry and making mistakes, so the required paste has been boiled out and prepared early, so the paste taken from the jade plate has just come out of the oven and is still a little warm.
Woolen cloth.
The paste is a rice paste made from flour. It is very sticky and can be used to stick couplets and window grilles. The slightly warm paste exudes the fragrance of rice paste. After opening the lid of the jade plate, I couldn't help but swallow it.
My saliva and eyes are almost glued to it.
Cui Weizhen: "..."
He still remembered this little maid who had a problem with him. She was stupid and didn't say anything, but she was still full of brute force. She didn't expect to be greedy. Where was this maid dug out?
Ye Zhenzhen also felt that her face was dull, and she was speechless for a long time before asking: "Have you eaten or drank during my weekdays? Aren't you full? Are you even hungry for paste?"
Yupan scratched his head in embarrassment and giggled: "No, no, Madam treats us very well, I'm just a little greedy. When I was a kid, my dad would give me the leftover rice paste when he made couplets."
Jade Pan has great strength, gets hungry quickly, and has a big appetite. Even if he eats the paste, he will happily eat it. In the words of later generations, he is a foodie, no wonder he drools over the paste.
Cui Zhiduan had a good time with Yupan recently. When she heard that the paste could be eaten, he suddenly became curious. He tugged on his father's clothes and looked at him eagerly: "Dad, I want to try it too."
Cui Weizhen: "..."
It's not a good thing. Where does the curiosity come from?
However, a child's strong curiosity cannot be underestimated. The more adults don't let it go, the more curious he becomes. Cui Zhiduan can't act like a naughty child and just shows a pitiful and eager look, which is enough for adults to bear.
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Yupan knew that she was in trouble, so she kept her head buried and did not dare to speak. She thought to herself that the stern look on Mr. Lang's face was so scary, and indeed Madam was the most gentle.
No, the gentle lady couldn't resist the young man's request at this moment. She asked someone to find a small bowl, scooped a small spoonful of paste into it, handed it to the young man, and teased dotingly: "What a greedy little cat."
, I even want to eat the paste.”
She also asked Cui Zhiming: "Do you want it Mingming?"
Cui Zhiming was indifferent to the sticky food and shook his head very decisively. He looked at his fearless brother Zhi Duan with admiration - how could his brother eat it? He felt nauseous just looking at it.
Cui Zhiduan not only ate it, but also smacked his lips with unsatisfied taste and commented: "It's sweet, mother, I want more!"
Ye Zhenzhen did not indulge her son this time. She only knew that the paste boiled with flour could be eaten, but after all, it was not a serious way to eat. What if she hurt her stomach if she ate something so sticky?
She only dared to let her son eat a small spoonful.
So she looked serious: "I just want you to have a taste, don't be greedy. If you are hungry, go and eat some snacks to fill your stomach."
When Cui Zhiduan saw this, he immediately stopped and responded obediently: "Mom, I know I was wrong. Just like what dad said, you have to be in control."
Cui Weizhen, whose face was gloomy, finally softened his expression.
Seeing this, Yupan sighed secretly: As expected of his master, even eating glutinous rice is full of truth.
[The author has something to say]
There are many types of paste, and only the paste boiled with flour can be eaten. Of course, it is best not to eat it, as the paste bought from outside is not clean.
