House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 632: Happiness is that everyone is together (4/4, for me is the drunk moon, the reward is more)
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In the past life, Yang Yi did n’t know the importance of the winter solstice to the Chinese people. Not to mention him. Many people living in the city are just this festival, but they just use it as a solar term.
But in fact, this festival has a long history, not just as simple as solar terms. During the Zhou and Qin periods, the winter solstice was also the "Spring Festival" at that time. The important activities of ancestor worship or family dinners were often selected on the winter solstice. Even if the winter solstice and the first month later separated, people still regard the winter solstice as a small year!
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, or dynasties in this world, this festival is also a day to worship the ancestors of the heavens (the siren and the four homophones). In other words, this day is to pay homage to parents and elders ...
Not to mention the similar history of the two worlds, Yang Chonggui and Dong Yue'e attach great importance to this festival.
Early in the morning, Dong Yue'e also brought Zheng Shuyi and Yang Qing, and asked Yang Yi to take the lead and send her to the market to buy all kinds of ingredients, as well as flour, glutinous rice, noodles, pumpkin pie and dumplings. Sticky rice noodles and so on.
According to the customs of Yang Yi ’s hometown, the winter solstice eats noodles and pumpkin pie, but Murphy said that if he wants to eat dumplings, this little wish naturally needs to be fulfilled.
Yang Chonggui also asked Yang Yi to prepare the incense candles early, and when they came back to buy vegetables, at more than ten o'clock in the morning, three males worshiped their ancestors southwards, and Yang Chonggui also said nagging. The birth and the name of the ancestors tell the ancestors, I hope the ancestors bless the children grow up healthy and happy.
A bit superstitious, but the moral is good, is n’t it?
The most lively thing was near noon. Everyone sat around the dining room table, making pumpkin pie and making dumplings.
In order to let Xi Xi feel the atmosphere of traditional Chinese festivals, Yang Yi also asked her for leave on this day. So, when everyone was around the dining table, the little girl also approached curiously, and looked at her father's side with her big eyes for a while and her grandma for a while.
"Xi Xi, what about your mother? Why don't you stay with your mother? How bored is my mother?" Yang Yi asked Xi Xi with a smile.
The little girl is watching grandma use a spoon to crush the steamed pumpkin into pumpkin puree. If there is a snack, she will not take her father's words: "Ma Ma, Ma Ma?"
"Ma Ma is here!" Murphy walked from the living room with a smile, holding Xiao Ling.
Xixi got back to God this time, and she thought it was inexplicable, she giggled and pointed at her mother and said, "Yes, Ma Ma is here!"
"How did you come here? It's a mess here." Yang Yi worried about Murphy's uncomfortable standing for a long time, quickly wiped the flour off her hands, brought her a chair, and brought a warm mat from the living room. And let her sit on it.
"You also said that I was bored. I came here to sit with everyone. Although I can't help you, I and Luo Jia can still support you." Murphy sat down with a smile, and gently pulled up the small My soft hands shouted in a low voice, "Come on, come on!"
Dong Yue'e saw this scene, and his eyes narrowed with a smile. If Xiaoluo would say for himself, maybe Grandma would be even happier.
Of course, Xiaoluo is still not able to shout even six six six six ... cough, little baby. So he can only respond to some of his mother's voices, for example, the corners of his mouth are gently grinning, I don't know if it means happy.
Zheng Shuyi looked at the interaction between her mother and her son enviously, and she was thinking about it. When did she and Yang Qing hurry up to have a baby?
But I haven't gotten pregnant yet!
Adults are talking and laughing, but Xi Xi is more concerned about what they are doing, and after a round, the little girl finally returns to her father's side, watching her father knead his face.
"Would you like to knead the dough with my dad? At that time, we eat dumplings and use this to make it." Yang Yi asked softly when she saw how interested she was.
"Okay!" Xi Xi nodded happily and responded crisply.
The noodles were almost rubbed by Yang Yi. It was not the sticky, powdery look of the past, but very smooth. Xi Xi pressed it with her little finger, only feeling cool and soft.
In order to make the little girl reachable, Yang Yi also asked her to stand on a small chair. Xixi turned his head, lifted it slightly, and said to his father in surprise: "It's like plasticine."
Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's still a little different. The plasticine is a little softer, and the surface is a little harder. Come, like you and Dad, press with your palm."
Yang Yi taught her how to knead the dough. Of course, with the little girl ’s current strength, she still ca n’t control such a large piece of dough. I saw that Xi Xi used the strength of feeding milk and could only press the dough down a bit, but it was on top. Printed his own palm print.
Xi Xi did n’t feel particularly frustrated. Like the discovery of the New World, she was overjoyed and pointed to her fingerprint and said to her father: "Baba, look."
"Nice, continue!" Yang Yi encouraged the little girl, he took over and knead the noodles, then put a noodle, continue to let Xi Xi play.
After a while, the little girl who was so tired did not know when she was covered with flour marks on her face.
Of course, like the blood-stained demeanor, the little girl with flour on her face is also proclaiming her efforts to help, not lazy.
"Miao, look at my sister, how great is my sister!" Murphy saw it, and hugged Xiao Ling cheerfully, holding his **** in one hand and his body in one hand, Said.
Of course, I do n’t understand anything, and it ’s estimated that my sister, who ca n’t see that far, is still in a daze.
However, Xixi responded positively, and she turned around excitedly, picking up her father ’s clothes and saying hello to Luojiao, "Brother, do you want to help?"
Yang Yi lowered her head and glanced at the clothes that were stained with flour prints by Xi Xi's small hands, and she felt helpless.
But Murphy had a great time with Xixi. I saw Murphy learning the tone of the child and said in a false voice: "I'm sorry, sister, I'm still very young and I can't help."
"Hee hee!" Not only Xi Xi, but several adults were amused.
"Wait a minute, I will take a camera to take a picture." Yang Yi looked at this scene and couldn't help saying.
He hurried to the study and brought his camera and tripod. He first took a few photos of Xixi kneading dough for Xi Xi, and a smiling face painted with flour on the face of the little girl.
Then Yang Yi set up a tripod, laid out the position, selected the angle, set the camera, and set the time for the delayed photo, saying, "Let ’s take a photo together!"
As the camera snapped, the family sat with a smile on their faces, and the photos of the winter solstice food were recorded. Murphy and Xiaoluo were also taken in the lens. It's just the last one. Xiaoluo was scared because everyone was calling "aubergine" and opened his mouth to cry.
The comparative photos are more interesting and warm.
However, they didn't think of it until after the shooting.
And Yang Huan!
"When will Huanhuan come back?" Zheng Shuyi asked with a smile.
Yang Yi ’s cell phone rang and Yang Huan ’s phone rang before the voice fell.
"Brother, I'm at the door, you call the security guard and let me in." Yang Huan said without knowing it.
"Huanhuan, come quickly, we are all waiting for you!" Zheng Shuyi smiled and yelled to Yang Huan at the mobile phone after a few meters.
"Auntie, come quickly!" Xi Xi also giggled and shouted with her aunt.