Chapter 301 Orphan of the Martyr 1

The day after Lu Jiang received the letter was the winter solstice.

If you don’t bring dumpling bowls during the Winter Solstice, your ears will fall off due to the cold and no one will care.

The army canteen got half a pig and started working early in the morning, making dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage. Feng Qingxue also made a few white-flour dumplings with her family at home.

Lu Tianjun and Guan Yu both had a cough, so she replaced the pork stuffing with mutton stuffing.

Mutton and cabbage are the best pairing.

Two parts mutton fat, three parts meat, seven parts cabbage and green onions.

It was a piece of fat lamb bought through Zhang Yuejin's back door with meat coupons. When she was chopping the stuffing, she quietly took out a piece of half-fat and half-lean mutton from the space and mixed it with it. She also mixed a little flour from the space into the white flour. Anyway, Others can't see it.

Since Zhang Yuejin and Wang Jiao got married, it has become much more convenient for Feng Qingxue to buy things. She has tickets in her hand, which are sent by Huo Beiting and also sent by Lu Jiang with a letter. Zhang Yuejin is killing pigs and sheep. What kind of meat does she want to buy? With Zhang Yuejin Just tell her and Zhang Yuejin will set it aside for her in advance. If she wants to buy other non-staple food, Zhang Yuejin will also help carry it back to Wanglou Brigade.

After Feng Qingxue waited for Lu Tianjun to boil the pot, she first put down a large pot of dumplings, took them out with a strainer and put them into a basin. She put the dumplings and basin into a food box with a lid, called Guancheng and said, "Acheng, Send it to Jiang He and the others, and come back as soon as possible."

"Okay, Aunt Xue!" Guan Cheng rubbed his eyes, picked up the food box and rushed out.

Jiang He's house is close to the cowshed, just to the west of the cowshed. It is naturally further away from other homes in the production brigade than the Lu family. Feng Qingxue took great pains to choose the homestead so that they would not be easily discovered.

It was freezing cold, and we met no one along the way to Guancheng.

Seeing a large pot of hot dumplings being brought out from the food box, Jiang He and Zhang Erya's eyes immediately turned red, but the younger children cheered and looked at the white and fat dumplings with salivation.

"Dumplings, dumplings! Sister, white flour dumplings!" Fat Ya, the youngest, held on to Zhang Erya's lapel.

Guan Cheng smiled and said: "Jiang He, Erya, hurry up and put the dumplings into the bowl. I have to take the basin back."

"okay!"

Jiang He and Zhang Erya agreed and quickly put the dumplings into coarse porcelain bowls.

Feng Qingxue bought the coarse porcelain bowls and bamboo chopsticks at home.

Guancheng returned home carrying an empty food box, and the second pot of dumplings had just come out of the pot, steaming white.

Father Lu was sitting at the top, while Feng Qingxue was handing out chopsticks. Lu Tianjun brought the last bowl of dumplings to the table and called to Guan Cheng, "Come here, Acheng, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold." ”

Guan Cheng responded and sat down in his seat.

They were not as delicious as the dumplings. Everyone was busy eating them, and there was no other sound on the table except the sound of chewing.

Children have small stomachs, so Lu Tianzhi, Guan Yu and Feng Qingyun were full quickly and went down to the table to hold hands and go out to play, while Father Lu, Feng Qingxue, Guan Cheng and Lu Tianjun continued to chew slowly.

When there was still one dumpling left in Feng Qingxue's bowl, three children led an old man in his fifties in.

"Sister, someone is looking for you!"

Feng Qingxue looked up at the door, but she didn't recognize him, but she still put down the bowl and stood up, "Who is this comrade?"

This old man is dressed like an authentic farmer, wearing a patched black cotton jacket, black cotton trousers with tied trouser legs, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, a cigarette bag on his waist, a baggage on his back, and a bronzed face. Wrinkled.