The sweet wine brew made in the first month of the year has fermented a strong aroma of rice wine, and the wine brew has also become more and more.

She took half a bowl of wine and some rice crumbs and came to the stove.

Mrs. Gu was fishing rice cakes in the water tank.

After the rice cake was prepared, it was stored naturally for about seven or eight days later. The remaining rice cakes that had not been eaten were soaked in water.

That is the well water before the beginning of spring, and it is suitable for coldness. The rice cake soaked in this water will not become sour and moldy.

Gu Qiao did not understand where the connection between these foods and seasons was, but the rules passed down by our ancestors must have gone through hardships. When there was no electricity or refrigerator, as a lonely soul in another world, she would not blindly deny everything in the ancient countryside.

And the facts prove that Mrs. Gu is correct in many ways!

I saw Mrs. Gu pick up the rice cake from the water tank, then put the rice cake in a wooden basin, dip the surface of the rice cake in clean water with a bamboo brush, and then pass the clean water again, then pick it up, wipe it dry and put it on the chopping board.

Chen Zhao was responsible for making the fire, while Gu Qiao poured clean water into the pot and added sweet wine.

After adding the wine and boiling water, Gu Pozi also cut the rice cake into small squares and poured it into the pot.

Gu Qiao was responsible for stirring it so that the rice cakes would not stick to the pan.

"The rice cake is made of glutinous rice, and the taste is more delicate than that of dumplings." Mrs. Gu said with a smile.

But Gu Qiao shook her head, "But I still prefer eating rice dumplings."

"The dumplings need to be made with glutinous rice cakes. The weather is too hot these two days, and rice cakes are hung with glutinous rice cakes. If you don't pay attention to it, it will be a small matter if you have diarrhea. I'm afraid of big problems. Bear with it first. When autumn comes, we will make glutinous rice cakes before eating them." Mrs. Gu hurriedly explained.

"Is there still time to pay attention to the production of this hanging rice cake?" Gu Qiao felt novel.

"No, the four seasons are orderly, and everything is sometimes. Otherwise, why would it be divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter, and why would it be divided into three or nine?" Mrs. Gu replied.

Gu Qiao nodded. Although she didn't quite understand what this is, it sounded like it made sense.

Chen Zhao saw her confused look and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly.

When Gu Qiao turned his head to stir the rice cakes in the pot, the smile on his lips suddenly calmed down, as if it had never appeared.

Soon, the hot wine-wine rice cakes came out of the pot.

In summer, such a hot bowl of cake makes people sweat when you see it.

Gu Qiao immediately went to dig the well water, and then carefully soaked the bowl of wine-filled rice cake in the cold well water.

The little dumpling that smelled the fragrance had already stretched out, and the heat was scattered. Those who didn't know thought it was a one-on-one.

Gu Qiao quickly pushed it away a little disgustedly.

"Oh, if you want to eat, I will eat too. Go over and your saliva will drip in."

The little dumpling who was pushed away hummed twice, and took the opportunity to come forward again.

Chen Wan looked around and immediately started to giggle.

When she saw Xiaotuanzi and Gu Qiao eating rice cakes, she widened her eyes in surprise, "Godmother, Xiaotuanzi, it actually eats rice cakes!"

"Yes, not only do you eat it, but you also love it." Mei also smiled.

The few people were amused when they saw the little dumplings sticking to their teeth by rice cakes and grinning with funny teeth.

But something even more unexpected happened next. After eating rice cakes and drinking a lot of sweet wine, I actually lay on the floor of the kitchen and fell asleep.

"Is this... I won't leave tonight?" Mrs. Gu was a little confused.

"Little dumpling?" Gu Qiao tried to push it gently.

But Xiao Tuanzi raised her eyelids with difficulty, then her eyes turned very slowly, and then a large part of the whites appeared, looking very stupid.

Then its eyelids closed. Not only that, it raised its claws and covered its head, and it fell asleep heartlessly like when it was a child.

"I'm... drunk." Chen Zhao preached with some uncertainty.

"Drunk?" Gu Qiao was surprised.

Chen Zhao pointed at Chen Wan, who was lying on Mei's knees with red cheeks, "Here, it's like Xiaowan."

"Not!" Mrs. Gu also smiled.

"Shh." Mei quickly raised her fingers and whispered, "This wine has been half a year, why isn't it intoxicating? I would have asked Xiaowan and Xiaotuanzi to eat less."

Looking at the drunk man and wolf in the room, Gu Qiao was immediately amazed and crying.

Afterwards, Mrs. Gu wiped Chen Wan's hands and carried him directly to the bed.

Gu Qiao also washed up. Before going to bed, she pulled the door sill and told Chen Zhao uneasy: "You can stop the door tonight. If it is locked, it will be difficult if the little dumpling will go back to the mountains."

"I know." Chen Zhao immediately responded.

"Then you get up to go to the toilet at night and don't step on it."

"I won't get up at night." Chen Zhao's face turned a little dark.

"No, isn't that going on? I drank so many sweet wine tonight."

Chen Zhao's face became darker, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the little dumpling lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Because Gu Qiao's advice revealed a message: In her heart, little dumplings are far more important than themselves.

"You look forward to it, don't step on it..."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Chen Zhao waved.

Gu Qiao glanced at the little dumpling on the ground a few more times, but Mrs. Gu couldn't stand it anymore, so she quickly took her collar and forced her away.

"How can you rest when you stare at Chen Zhao? Besides, Xiao Tuanzi should leave, but she still can't keep it."

"grandmother?"

It’s still Mrs. Gu who can see through her thoughts at a glance.

She was actually worried that the little dumpling would disappear when she woke up, so she was so reluctant to leave.

"The little dumpling has become a big dumpling, just like your mother thought that you would get married in the future and couldn't bear to leave you. But no matter how this day will come, all we can do is accept it." Mrs. Gu comforted her.

Gu Qiao immediately hugged her arm tightly, "Grandma, Qiao'er will never get married, Qiao'er will always be with you and your mother!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Gu poked her forehead, but she felt a little melancholy in her heart.

"In a flash, you are already twelve, and next year, you will be a big girl."

Gu Qiao was about to complain that ancient women were too early to adulthood, but when they looked up, they met Mr. Gu's reluctant, relieved, loving gaze. For some reason, his nose was sour and he immediately hugged Mr. Gu's arms tighter.

"What a big man, he still acts coquettishly." Mrs. Gu said angrily, but her hand gently stroked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears.

That night, Gu Qiao's mood fluctuated and didn't know what he was thinking, so he finally fell asleep in a daze.

When the crowing roosters awakened Gujia Village, she woke up in a daze.

"Ha..." She yawned a big yawn, then glared on the bed, then turned her body.

Just as I opened my eyes, I saw a furry wolf head exposed in front of the bed, and immediately sat up happily.
Chapter completed!