"Master, mom, I'm not making trouble." Xiaoxi defended.

Seeing that the two old people still didn't believe it, Xiaoxi said seriously: "Master, I'm serious. I'm going to make some fried dumplings. Binbin has eaten it. If you don't believe it, please ask Binbin."

Chen Yubin said he was very confused. He knew something. He had no choice but to spread his hands to Xiaoxi, his head slightly tilted, and his shoulders shook. He learned this action from Xiaoxi.

Seeing that his eyes were a little confused, Xiaoxi couldn't help but feel anxious and said hurriedly: "Oh, that year, when Xiaojuan and the others came back from Guangdong, they brought the fried dumplings from her grandmother and also brought the purse."

When I came back from Guangdong, my grandmother brought it back, the cherry. My eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh oh oh, I know, Xiaojuan has eaten the fried dumplings for me, but it's delicious, right? Sister."

Seeing him remembering, Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief. With Chen Yubin helping him speak, the matter was half successful. Half of it was that Grandma Chen must be biased towards Chen Yubin. As long as Chen Yubin said he wanted to eat, Grandma Chen would definitely agree. The other half was that Grandma Chen disagreed and supported now. As long as he obtained Grandma Chen's consent, Xiaoxi could do it.

"Well, it's delicious, right?" He winked at him and signaled him to convince Grandma Chen.

As soon as Chen Yubin received it, he turned to Grandma Chen and said exaggeratedly: "Yes~ It's delicious. Grandma, you must have never eaten it yet. Let's make some today and try it. Oh, since that time, I haven't eaten it again. Now, I really want to eat it, and my saliva is about to flow out." He pretended to be drooling.

This made Grandma Chen laugh out loud and joked: "Come on, open your mouth and show me which tooth is delicious, I'll break it for you."

Yaba is the teeth, this is dialect.

"Ah..." Chen Yubin knew that Grandma Chen was joking with him, so he was not afraid. He opened his mouth wide and approached Grandma Chen, and said with his mouth open: "I want to eat all the teeth (eat).

"Hahaha...you're the one who makes the blame." Grandma Chen was so amused that she couldn't stop talking about her ears and rubbed Chen Yubin's two pink faces lovingly.

"Mother-in-law, you agree." Chen Yubin stopped making any mistakes, acted coquettishly at Grandma Chen and pushed it into her arms.

Grandma Chen hurriedly pushed him, afraid that he would hit her on the ground, so she pretended to beg for mercy and said, "Okay, okay, do it, my little ancestor."

"Well, mother-in-law is so nice." She cast a proud look at Xiaoxi, and saw Mr. Chen on the side with disagreement. She immediately withdrew her gaze in shame, returned to her original position, and held the edge of the basin for Mr. Chen.

Originally, Mr. Chen did not agree with Chen Yubin's behavior of acting cute, and thought that boys should be more masculine and act like a little girl, which was inappropriate. He was about to talk about it, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and took it back. He was like a serious boy. He didn't want to criticize the child every day, so he couldn't say much.

Seeing that Chen Yubin's mission was completed, Xiaoxi turned around and started working hard.

I started to use it directly and grabbed a handful of sugar and sprinkled it in. Although the pumpkin itself had a sweet taste, it was just a faint sweetness. So add some sugar to increase its sweetness. I grabbed a few handfuls of glutinous rice flour and sprinkled it into the pumpkin mud and stirred evenly with my hands.

Glutinous rice flour increases stickiness and makes the pumpkin meat balls not so easy to dissipate.

The first one was relaxed, but finally he used his strength. Just like he was tying his face, Xiaoxi was so young that he pressed him down, which was very laborious.

After moving a few times, all his strength was used up. Xiaoxi stopped, walked to Mr. Chen, and gasped and said, "Master, this is too tiring to hold it. I'll change it with you. I'll mash the red potato paste. You go and put the pumpkin dough."

Mr. Chen pounded the red potato paste, and without thinking too much, he tilted the wooden stick in his hand towards the stream, "Yes, you pound the red potato paste, I'll bury the noodles."

Turning around, thinking about it, he turned around and said, "If you are tired, just take a break. When I finish putting the noodles, I can do it again."

It was probably because Xiaoxi was panting so hard that it reminded Mr. Chen that she was still a child, and she felt very distressed, so she let her rest for a while.

After hearing this, Xiaoxi felt warm in his heart, and smiled and said, "Well, my master, I understand, I'm not tired." The wooden stick in his hand made him even more brisk.

I remembered something and turned to the old man Chen behind me and said, "By the way, my tung rice flour is enough to put it on. Don't put it hard. If the tung rice flour is firm, it will be hard and it will not taste delicious if it is made."

After hearing this, Mr. Chen didn't look back and joked: "I know, your grandfather has been eating for most of his life, and he still knows this, haha..."

The laughter seemed to say, "You are just a little thing to worry about. I understand these things better than you. I have eaten more salt than rice you have eaten." Xiaoxi was embarrassed when he smiled and his pretty face turned red, as if he was noisy.

Thinking of my kind reminder, it was a bit laughing. My little red face was slightly darker, my mouth was pouted, my eyebrows were slanted, and I snorted, and I turned around, but the smile between my eyebrows could not be hidden.

Mr. Chen loves his first grandchild in the Chen family just like his previous life. Even if he loves him, his children are probably more afraid of their elders. How dare they throw tantrums at their elders like they are now.

Hearing this tender hum, Old Master Chen laughed even louder.

Chen Yubin, who was standing beside him, looked at his sister with stars and admired her, secretly admiring her. Her sister was so powerful that she dared to lose her temper at her grandfather. If it were him, he wouldn't dare.

Because of a full pot of red potatoes, if the stream was filled with them, it would definitely be divided into two pots. But Mr. Chen relied on his strength to pound them together. But the key is that he had pounded half of the pots and most of the bottoms of the pots had not been pounded yet, so it was very difficult to pound the stream.

After fiddling for a while, I straightened my waist and rubbed my sore arms.

"Sister, I'll change you for a while, you go and hold the edge of the basin." Chen Yubin, who was sitting by the fire, stood up, snatched the wooden stick from Xiaoxi's hand, pointed to the stool beside the fire, and signaled her to sit and rest for a while, and change him.

Look at him doing something eager to try. You should know that these jobs are extremely relaxed, but only those who do it know that they are not that light.

"Okay." Her arms were indeed sore, and she knew that Chen Yubin had the strength to do it. Besides, no matter how tired she was, the two of them would not be tired after changing. They would not be pretentious and rub their arms and walked towards the fire.

Indeed, he looked very relaxed and felt very fun when he saw his sister pounding red potatoes. Seeing that her sister was tired, she could no longer sit still, so she got up and snatched the wooden stick of the red potatoes in her sister's hand.

I had the strength at the beginning, but I was really relaxed, but I didn't make it a few times...

Although the red potatoes are soft and rotten, there are too many pots, which are soft and have great resistance. Moreover, the red potato mud is also sticky, making it even more laborious. After a while, the little face turned slightly red, the heat was on the head, and the back was covered with thin sweat, which slightly wet the autumn clothes, and you could hear a light gasp.

"Haha... I feel tired. It's easy for me to do it, right? It's not the case if I do it myself." Xiaoxi said leisurely, crossing his legs, roasting the fire, and said.

After being ridiculed, Chen Yubin didn't want to be underestimated. He volunteered to take over just now, but after a while, he couldn't do it. He pretended not to hear Xiaoxi's words, held his breath and worked harder.

But the sweat beads on the head came out one after another and hung on the forehead. After a while, wisps of white smoke appeared in the hair, and the face was red and the ears were gasping heavily.

"Okay, I'll do it for a while, you go and rest." Xiaoxi said to Chen Yubin with heartache, holding the fast-smelling wooden stick.

Chen Yubin is a stubborn temper and is still competing with this pot of red potato. He blocked his breath and asked Xiaoxi to let go of his hands. He could continue to pound the red potato. "No need... I'm still... not tired, drink... I'm pounding for a while, just sit down." He was breathing heavily when he spoke.

Xiaoxi was holding a strong hand and did not allow Chen Yubin to continue. Seeing that Chen Yubin was disobedient and was still trying to make a strong effort, he couldn't help but sternly saying, "Go and sit down, look at the sweat on your head, and smoke will come out from the top of your head. It will be burned to get the fire soon, so that the sweat will be dried up to avoid a cold."

Sweat alone and single-point sweating is used to describe the sweat that is too much and too much, and it means a little sweating like rain.

Although he was always a little scared of Xiaoxi's black face, he had a stubborn temper now and there was nothing to be afraid of. He shook his head and gasped and said, "No, I still..."

Hearing the argument behind him, Old Master Chen turned around and saw Chen Yubin standing by the basin with sweat on his head, blushing and stiffening with the stream, and wisps of white smoke emitting from his head.

Thinking he was having fun and was making trouble, he turned a dark face and scolded, "Binbin, what are you doing? Don't make trouble. Look at your sweaty head, why don't you sit next to the fire and bake it for a while and dry your hair. If you catch a cold, what should you do? Why are you disobedient during the Chinese New Year?"

Hearing the scolding, Chen Yubin was filled with grievances all over his body, tears rolling in his eyes, puffing his mouth and raising his nose.

I helped me kindly, but why did I make trouble? I was disobedient and I was talking about him.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt. The tears rolled in my eyes could no longer hold back, leaving two lines of tears on my blushing cheeks.

The physical reaction was that as tears fell, the snot came out uncontrollably. Apart from the "gurgling" sound of boiling water in the pot, only the sound of Chen Yubin sniffing.

I saw tears and snot coming out, except for the sound of sucking, I only kept tears silently, which made people feel pity and a little sour in my heart.
Chapter completed!