Chapter 269 Master Xiao Qin sends warmth Driven by Mr. Qin and Grandma Qin, everyone on the table began to eat fruit happily. At this time, the difference between eating and not eating is reflected. Qin Luo has eaten it. She seemed to have seen the world, and she could even **** her mouth and praise her when she ate. The rest of the people don’t have so much time, they just hate that they only have one mouth and one tongue, and they cannot chew both mouths at the same time, nor can they taste both tongues at the same time. He Cheng no longer had the intention to be jealous of why Qin Huai was Qin Luo's biological brother. He now had only one thought in his heart and eyes. Damn, is such awesome and delicious snack really something I can eat? What kind of virtue can I eat this? Am I the emperor?
The emperor can't eat such delicious food! Compared to He Cheng's random thoughts, Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong's shock was more normal. Qin Congwen & Zhao Rong: Huang Ji is so awesome? My son has been so awesome for several months of further study. What if he had two years of further study? ! Qin Xiuli and He Hua and his wife were full of thoughts: Big cities are indeed different, Huaihuai went outside to explore this craftsmanship, which was a leaps and bounds. Qin Xiuli even suddenly trusted the tutoring teachers in Gusu and Shan City because of Guoer, and felt that these tutoring teachers she had never met must be very reliable! Dim sum is so reliable, and the teacher must be very reliable! Qin Xiuli and others naturally attributed Qinhuai's rapid progress to the deep foundation of big cities. The richer people are, the more they pay attention to food and clothing. The same meat cake can be eaten in small places, and the Lao Fo eats the Dream cake. It looks golden and crispy, and it tastes... It is a delicious food cake with meat! Everyone on the table was already immersed in the ocean of snacks. In order to eat more, everyone started to eat together. The fruit is divided into two, and the small ones of Yuanmeng Shaobing are picked, and the three-dip bread and five-dip bread are divided into several pieces, and each one is tasted. There is no way, Baikan dim sum is too much. Under normal circumstances, you should be half full if you taste it, not to mention that you also ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a bowl of Sixi Tangtuan at the beginning. After only ten minutes of meals, the Qin family ended the battle one after another. Only He Cheng and Qin Luo are still persevering. Basically, only by eating this level can you tell what everyone’s favorite snack is. He Cheng stubbornly brought the bowl into the kitchen and served a little bit of longevity noodles for himself. Qin Luo chewed Sandianbao in big mouthfuls, demonstrating her love for meat buns. Qin Huai was a little impressed by He Cheng. Among so many snacks, He Cheng actually chose to eat half a bowl of longevity noodles. It turns out that our cousin's favorite snack type is noodles! My cousin is really miserable. The most noodles that the He family eats on weekdays are egg noodles bought in the supermarket. I haven’t eaten many good noodles in recent years. "belch." I felt that I had eaten 12 minutes full, and the noodles were about to reach my throat. The hiccup movement was a little more intense and the noodles would spit out from my mouth. After eating the last bite of noodles, I made a long hiccup.
He Cheng had completely collapsed on the back of the chair with his belly. With his red, furry and round new clothes, he looked a bit like a child's painted red one, and lost because he was eating too much. The seal who dreams of turning into a salted fish has a satisfied face and just wants to pat my round belly lying on the beach to bask in the sun. Unfortunately, it's night now, so I can only bask in the moon. He Cheng didn't want to move. He Cheng has never eaten so much and satisfied. Even though his stomach was filled with food, he couldn't straighten his waist. He couldn't sit and couldn't feel comfortable just wanting to lie quietly. He Cheng felt happy. . The tip of his tongue and his brain were all savoring the delicious New Year’s Eve dinner just now. Chicken noodle soup, delicious! The noodles are chewy, and the single noodles rubbed by hand taste different from stretched noodles. Every bite you can feel the noodles collide between the teeth, and you can taste the mellow and umami flavor of chicken soup every second. Especially the slap. Sigh. Sixi Tangtuan, delicious! He Cheng, who has never seen the world, has only eaten the most ordinary black sesame dumplings and the fruit dumplings that were very popular in the past two years. When he first saw the dumplings so big in the bowl, He Cheng was a little disgusted and wanted to cut corners and eat less and eat more buns. Before today, He Cheng didn’t like eating dumplings. In He Cheng's opinion, what delicious rice dumplings are there? It is sweet, not chewy, and easy to burn your mouth. After cooking, the glutinous rice peel is soft and not sticky, which is incomparable to the chewy texture of the noodles. 365 days a year, He Cheng would eat a few dumplings on the Lantern Festival. But now— Sorry, Tangtuan, you got your identity wrong. Tangtuan is Tangtuan, Tangtuan is Tangtuan. He Cheng said that he had a shallow knowledge and had no idea about Sixi Tangtuan. He thought that the sweet fillings of glutinous rice crusts in the world were very unpalatable. Sixi Tangtuan yyds! If you taste too much, you can't say where you taste it very well. Anyway, it's delicious, all of them are delicious. Three sweet ones are delicious, and the meat ones are delicious. If you insist on saying that there are any disadvantages, this dumpling is a bit big. I had to eat too much tonight, and Sixi Tangtuan occupied the stomach capacity it shouldn't have occupied. It would be great if it could be smaller. Fruit, delicious! He Cheng thought that Guoer’s deliciousness was indescribable. It is a delicious taste that forms a sharp contrast with its abstract colors. It is difficult for him to describe the 800-word composition, and the composition is not delicious enough. It was he who had not paid off his debts yet. At the moment he tasted the taste, he actually felt in his mind that he had secretly saved up to pay off the debt by recharging the 30 yuan he had made in his mind. He held Qin Huai's thigh and begged his cousin to let him You can eat delicious fruits from the first to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Dream-real cakes are delicious! He Cheng is really hard to say where it tastes good. Yuanmeng Shaobing was eaten immediately with Guoer. To be honest, I didn’t taste it much, but it tastes delicious! Sandian bread, delicious! In previous years, Sand Bun was the most delicious snack He Cheng had. He took a bite this year. Although he didn't taste it much, He Cheng vaguely felt that it seemed much better than in previous years.
He Cheng thought it was because he had an illusion when he had sex. Sanding Bao Qinhuai made it every year, and the taste was similar every year. It was impossible for him to suddenly become particularly delicious. It must be an illusion. Five Ding bags, delicious! He Cheng only tasted this one and forgot what it tasted, it tasted good anyway. "Himmer." He Cheng burped again. Qin Xiuli felt that she could not be so paralyzed. I've already started to feel dizzy, and I'll fall asleep happily after sitting for a while. There's really no second half of the New Year's Eve dinner this year. It doesn't matter if there is no second half. Anyway, I won't eat it in the second half, but there are still many relatives and friends waiting for their family of three to return to victory. When Qin Xiuli thought of her sister-in-law, her nephew and nieces, she had begun to look outside the house with anticipation, she felt that she was shouldering her mission, struggling to stand up, and suppressing the burp that was about to be bleed, and said: "Chengcheng, get up and say goodbye to grandparents, and you have to go to grandparents' house!" He Cheng struggled to stand up, staggered, and was grabbed by his own father and didn't fall to the ground. He subconsciously began to say auspicious words. After a string of silky New Year greetings, He Cheng felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the table full of snacks. To be honest, this New Year’s Eve dinner looks like it’s not much to eat. Today’s highlight is actually Guoer. One Guoer is half a pound. Coupled with the previous longevity noodles and Sixi Tangtuan, the combat effectiveness of the Qin family has been reduced sharply. In previous years, not only did it be a voracious swallow, but the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, but at least it could barely complete the CD operation. There are so many left this year, He Cheng doesn’t know what to bring back. "Mom, what are you bringing with you...?" He Cheng stuttered. Qin Huai smiled slightly and said, "I have prepared it for you a long time ago. In the kitchen. There are all the snacks, and there are a lot of Sixi Tangtuans. Guoer's raw embryo is slightly less, and the average number of people is divided into one." "Take it and steam it and cook it and you can eat it directly." He Cheng was overjoyed and rushed into the kitchen with his waist and raised three large bags of snacks. A family of three walked towards the entrance of the village. The Qin family’s New Year’s Eve dinner table suddenly became much quieter. This is how there are not many people. In previous years, the New Year’s Eve dinner was basically over. Mr. Qin and Grandma Qin don’t like to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and there are no one in Qinjia Village. The Spring Festival Gala is usually played as the background sound, and everyone gathers together to play mahjong. Mr. Qin’s house does not have a mahjong table, so he goes to the neighbor’s house next door to play. In order to compete for this mahjong venue, the three neighbors are also competing for beauty, and they are upgraded every year. This year, Qin Kaigui's family on the right won with the newly replaced mahjong machine. Mr. Qin all agreed to go to his house to play mahjong at 8 o'clock. Qin Kaigui's family is also ready. They have to eat some delicious snacks to play mahjong. They didn't even have enough food for the New Year's Eve dinner. At most, they were three-point full, and they were waiting for the second half. Grandma Qin began to clean up the dining table and selected snacks to take to her neighbor's house. The fruit is so delicious that I can't bear to bring it. Changshou noodles, such a good noodles cooked with such good chicken soup, won’t it be delicious to keep them for breakfast tomorrow morning? I can't bear to bring it. The dream-realizing cake is cold, this is OK. Sixi Tangtuan, I can’t bear to bring it.
I don't want to bring a bag of three. No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading! I don't want to bring five bags. Qin Huai glanced at Grandma Qin's bag of decorating snacks and found that the old lady might not like the new mahjong machine next door. She didn't put any of her signature snacks in the bag and no one ate them. The bag contains a large bag. "Grandma, you can take a little bit of other snacks. I made a lot of them today, and there are still them in the kitchen. If you don't eat these steamed snacks tonight, it would be a waste not to eat them." Qin Huai advised. Hearing the eldest grandson said this, Grandma Qin reluctantly picked two other snacks and put them in a bag, muttering: "Qin Kaigui's third wife won over 20 years ago when she played mahjong the day before yesterday. Huaihuai, you are so tired of making snacks. , I can give them some ordinary buns." Qinhuai:… Why does he feel that his grandmother is even more reluctant to lose 20 yuan by playing mahjong than he feels sorry for his grandson? Choosing and choosing, Grandma Qin also picked up a large bag and shouted, "Old man, Congwen, Rong'er, what time is it? Should I go and open a Gui family? Congwen, ask if their family has finished eating!" Before Qin Congwen could go out next door, the window closest to Mr. Qin's house opened. Qin Kaigui's little grandson shouted in a silence: "Grandma Third, it's finished! Our family has finished eating long ago ! Come here quickly." Hearing the voice of Qin Kaigui's grandson, Qin Tianhe, who was still eating the New Year's Eve dinner, had his teeth broken. He only regretted that his family had made mistakes. He just borrowed the refrigerator and forgot to pay attention to the renewal of the mahjong machine and missed the opportunity. The elders had already started a pleasant after-dinner entertainment. Qin Huai picked up the remaining vegetables in the kitchen into the refrigerator, and put the remaining snacks in the packaging box. He turned his head to ask Qin Luo who was washing dishes: "Luoluo, what are your plans tonight?" "Go out or play with your phone?" With the snacks in his pocket, Qin Luo has had a very good reputation in the village over the years and is very popular no matter who he goes to. From 26-year-old unmarried adults to 6-year-old children, they all love to play with Qin Luo. "I'll go to Sister Lan's house to watch TV first." Qin Luo said with a smile. Seeing that Qin Huai packed all the snacks, he hurriedly said, "Brother, leave some for me, I want to take them to Sister Lan." "I know, this box is prepared for you." Qin Huai pointed to a box containing three-dine bags, five-dine bags and fruits. "I will use the insulated lunch box to pack a box of tangerine peel tea for you. Remember to drink it later, and warm it up. Stomach." "Thank you brother." Qin Luo smiled and pointed to the other packaging boxes curiously, asking, "Who are these for? Brother, you are all mixed clothes, why are there two fruits in this box?" "Of course it was directly hired by the boss." Qin Huai smiled slightly. Qin Huai realized the importance of Aunt Wang when he was having the New Year’s Eve dinner. He really needs a helper who is proficient in chopping meat to assist him in completing the production of Sixi Tangtuan throughout the Chinese New Year. This helper must be professional, capable, able to adapt to the long working hours, and also willing. Qin Huai thinks Aunt Wang has great potential. Of course, if Aunt Wang is busy with the New Year, Qinhuai also has plans. Qinhuai's third aunt has good knife skills, and his third uncle's niece is also good. The second son-in-law of the village chief's family is said to have worked as a chef before. When the village party secretary was young, he was also a chef in the production team canteen. If it really doesn't work, the younger son of the second cousin's family can also consider it. Qin Huai's cousin has studied in New Oriental because of his poor academic performance, and his sword skills should be better than ordinary people. Of course, Aunt Wang is the preferred boss's direct recruitment. Qinhuai has prepared snacks. At 7:57 pm on New Year's Eve, when a family reunited, gathered together, and had a New Year's Eve dinner to celebrate the New Year, Qin Huai knocked on Aunt Wang's door with a smile on his face. Qinhuai may not recognize the people in the whole village when Aunt Wang’s little daughter opened the door, but no one in the whole village does not recognize Qinhuai. Seeing Qin Huai coming, he was carrying two big bags of snacks he had just eaten in his hand. The little girl was very happy and ran in with a cheerful scream.
"Mom! Mom! Brother Qin Huai is here! Come with snacks!" Aunt Wang's whole family was in a sensation. The villagers in Qinjia Village are basically all surnamed Qin, and those with the same surname are basically related to each other. Aunt Wang’s husband is also surnamed Qin. In terms of relationships, he is considered a cousin who has a little distant relationship with Qinhuai. This cousin had a stroke two years ago and his legs were a little unstraight. He walked with crutches. He was so excited that he came out with crutches. It was originally not necessary to be so grand, but Uncle Cang ate two bites of fruit 10 minutes ago. Aunt Wang took the offer on the spot, and then said in a little embarrassing manner that she had to go back to her parents' home in the second grade of junior high school, and she might have to wait until the fifth grade of junior high school to come back, and she would have to go back to the fourth grade of junior high school one day in advance. Unable to be at work, Aunt Wang pushed the Zhang family who lived at the end of the village to Qinhuai, saying that the old man of the Zhang family was a butcher when he was young and was very good at chopping meat. Although I am old now, my level is still there and my strength is not bad. You can consider direct recruitment of boss. The Zhang family is one of the few foreign families in Qinjia Village, and Qinhuai doesn’t understand it. Ten minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on the door of the Zhang family with a brand new bag of dessert. Mr. Zhang, who was over 65 years old, excitedly took the offer and then recommended the old village party secretary. Another 10 minutes later, Qin Huai knocked on the door of the old village party secretary with a snack. Qinjia Village caused a sensation again. When communication was underdeveloped back then, the sensation was mainly due to human-to-person transmission, and it was necessary to send messages from door to door. Now that communication is developed, just send messages on WeChat. Not only can you send messages, but you can also send pictures. Qinhuai brought snacks to his door to deliver warmth, and the pictures began to spread rapidly among the villagers of Qinjia Village. Master Xiao Qin, on New Year’s Eve, I bring my snacks to my door to bring warmth! What a big bag of snacks! Aunt Wang’s family is overwhelmed! As soon as I came out of the old village party secretary's house, I received a WeChat message from Mr. Qin:... He came to the door to send warmth? The villagers are already crazy about being happy? Now every household is waiting for him to come to show him warmth. The village chief’s family has started to clean the house again, for fear that the old branch secretary will be cleaned up. No, who spread the rumors? Dong Shi is no longer around, and there are still people circulating such outrageous rumors. But considering that the village chief's house has started cleaning... Qin Huai thought about the amount of raw embryo left at home. After several months of training in Huangji, the dim sum was much faster, and the amount of dim sum I made today was indeed very large. Especially Sixi Tangtuan, because the ingredients were enough, I accidentally made more than 40 kilograms. Fifteen minutes later, Qinhuai knocked on the door of the first household at the entrance of the village in the order from the end of the village.
Qin Huai glanced at the list of seniority sent to him by Grandma Qin. "Jiu...Don't I have uncle Jiu? Hello, happy New Year! It's a little snack I made today - Sixi Tangtuan. I wish you good luck, peace and smoothness in the new year, and success step by step. Congratulations on making a fortune." My uncle, who had been squatting at the door, took the dumpling excitedly and gave Qin Huai a stack of red envelopes: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year!" "Huaihuai, come in and have a tea and watch the TV." "Uncle, I'm going to the next house, so I won't bother you. Happy New Year!" (End of this chapter)