Chapter 310 The Amniotic Water Broke

Primary school only takes two subjects: mathematics and Chinese, and the papers are easy to approve. Mathematics in the morning and Chinese in the afternoon can be completed in one day.

Rank the class list the next day and the semester will be over.

On December 28th, the children returned to school to listen to their grades and leave their vacation homework. After that, the happy winter vacation began.

Zhou Qinglan also took a leave of absence from school and went home to wait for the birth.

On the 30th, Zhang Shuzhen asked Sheng Xikang to take the two sisters to the mill and push out the soaked rice.

Put the rolled sticky noodles into the noodle bag, put the textured side of the washboard facing up, and place it horizontally on the large basin. Then put the dough bag on top of the washboard and control the water overnight.

That night, soak the selected red beans, and get up early the next morning to cook the beans.

When the beans are almost ready to be served, stir in some saccharin.

There is no way, white sugar is a rare thing these days. So many bean fillings require several kilograms of white sugar. Who is willing to give it up?

Saccharin only costs a few cents per pack, and it is enough to pour it in.

Crush the cooked red beans into puree with a spoon, put them into a basin and let cool.

After eating, dig out the sticky noodles from your pocket, add a little water appropriately according to the degree of dryness and wetness, and knead them thoroughly again.

The sticky noodles and bean filling are all ready, and you can wrap the sticky fire spoon.

Dig out a piece of sticky dough about the size of an egg, roll it into a ball and flatten it, or shape it into a small bowl shape with your hands, wrap it with bean paste, flatten it, and put it on the curtain.

This job is not something that just anyone can do. The movements must be quick and the hands must not be too hot.

If your hands are too hot, the sticky noodles will become thin and flow down, becoming shapeless.

If you move slowly, the sticky noodles will get on your hands and break the skin.

All the children at home were on vacation, Sheng Xikang was lighting a fire in the outer room, while Sheng Yunfang, Sheng Yunfei and Zhou Qinglan were waiting in the house.

Zhou Qinglan's stomach was really uncomfortable sitting on the kang, so he took a stool and sat next to the edge of the kang, quickly wrapping the fire spoon.

A few curtains were wrapped around it, and the gourd in the pot in the outer room was also hot.

So Zhang Shuzhen went to the outer room, wiped the top of the spatula with an oil bag, and then placed the wrapped fire spoons one by one on the spatula.

Fill a pot, cover the pot, wait for a while, open the pot, and use a spatula to turn the sticky spoon over.

When both sides of the sticky spoon are browned, there are no white edges around it, and there is a sweet smell when the pot is opened, the sticky spoon is considered cooked.

"Mom, Mom, let us two try it. It smells so delicious. It's so delicious."

Sheng Xitai and Chen Feng had been waiting for a long time. When they saw the first pot of sticky fire ladle coming out, they asked hurriedly.

"I don't control the heat of this pot very well. I'll cook it in the next pot later, and then add some oil to fry it. Then it will taste delicious."

The Sheng family relies on food supplies, and they don’t farm their own land. How can there be sticky corn, sticky sorghum, etc. that can be used to make sticky fire spoons?

In previous years, the Liu family had packaged some and sent them over. Zhang Shuzhen was also greedy for this hot-sticking ladle that had just come out of the pot. How could she blame the child?

So, when the second pot was almost cooked, Zhang Shuzhen filled out half of the pot and put the remaining half to the side.

Then pour some oil on the griddle, dip the remaining sticky spoon in some oil, and fry it again.

Originally, the sticky fire spoon was very fragrant, but after adding oil and frying it, the aroma spread everywhere. Even the few people in the room who had sticky fire spoons couldn't help but sniffle.

"It smells so good, Mom, has the fire ladle come out of the pot? I want to eat one too." Sheng Yunfei and Sheng Yunfang shouted towards the outhouse.

"Why are you so anxious? Can't I serve it out? Just wait."

Zhang Shuzhen responded in the outer room, then quickly shoveled the hot spoon off the spatula and put it on the plate.

"Lao Liu, please bring the plate into the room and let your sister-in-law taste it. This newly made hot-sticking spoon is delicious."

Zhang Shuzhen brought out two plates of sticky fire spoons and directed Sheng Xitai to carry them into the room so that everyone could taste them.

Browned on both sides and still glistening with oil, the steaming hot spoon was brought into the room.

These children don't care if it's hot or not, they just grab one and bite it.

The newly cooked stick-fire spoon is crispy on the outside and soft and waxy on the inside. Coupled with the soft and sweet bean filling, the texture is simply amazing.

"Delicious, so delicious."

In the past, the stick-on-fire spoons that were eaten were chilled and then slowly opened. The hot ones on the plate had long since lost the burnt aroma, and were just soft and waxy and sweet.

It's fresh out of the pan, crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, fragrant and sweet, it's really delicious.

"Mom, please stop busy and eat two when you come in. Well, it's so delicious to eat the Sticky Fire Spoon like this."

Zhou Qinglan couldn't hold back, and took a sticky fire spoon that was still a little hot, took a big bite, chewed it with satisfaction, and greeted Zhang Shuzhen at the same time.

"It's really delicious. I've never eaten like this."

The Zhou family used to live in Tonghua. They moved to Songjianghe just a few years ago and didn't know many people there.

Besides, the employees in the bureau do not farm, and there is no sticky corn, rhubarb rice, etc. in the grain supply. Who can go out of their way to buy rice and beans to pack in the fire spoon?

That is Wang Chunxiu. When she was in the hospital, someone would occasionally give her a few kilograms, which were also frozen. Zhou Qinglan had never eaten this kind of food before, so she thought it was very delicious.

"Well, well, here it comes."

Zhang Shuzhen, on her side, placed all the fire-sticking spoons on the spatula, closed the pot lid, and also came into the room, picked up a oily and browned fire-sticking spoon, and took a bite.

"Well, that's what it smells like, it's so fragrant.

A few years ago, your uncle Liu's two daughters-in-law hadn't even married yet. His family was making fire spoons for the winter, and I happened to have nothing to do, so I went over to help.

That time, Mrs. Liu fried something like this. It was always delicious. I have always thought about it. It was so delicious. "

Zhang Shuzhen was talking while eating.

"Well, my dear, this food is delicious, but the sticky stuff is hard to digest, and the bean paste inside can easily cause heartburn.

You're pregnant with a baby, so just eat a little, but don't overeat and make it uncomfortable. "

Zhang Shuzhen glanced at Zhou Qinglan and gave her uneasy instructions. "It's not that Mom is reluctant to give it to you, it's mainly because she's afraid of making you uncomfortable."

After Zhou Qinglan was five or six months pregnant, she always complained of pantothenic acid and heartburn.

The elders say that when children start to grow hair, adults will suffer from heartburn and discomfort.

At that time, Zhang Shuzhen gave a trick: eat fresh sunflower seeds.

It's the kind of melon seeds on the sunflower plate that haven't been harvested yet. They are less oily and sweeter.

Zhou Qinglan ate a lot of fresh melon seeds all autumn. Zhou Qinglan ate half of the sunflowers that the Sheng family planted around the vegetable garden, so he didn't suffer from heartburn later.

Zhang Shuzhen was afraid that if Zhou Qinglan ate too much, she would develop old problems again. There was no fresh melon seeds for her to eat at this time.

"Ah? Is there anything else you can say? Oh, I know, I will only eat two, not more."

Zhou Qinglan has never eaten a stick of fire spoon a few times in total. How does she know this? As soon as I heard my mother-in-law's instructions, I nodded quickly.

If this was the case, she wouldn't dare to eat too much, as the heartburn and sourness would be unpleasant.

Zhou Qinglan led the two sisters-in-law to make fire spoons, while Zhang Shuzhen watched the pot frying in the kitchen.

Sheng Xikang helped light the fire and provided curtains inside and outside the house. Sheng Xitai and Chen Feng were responsible for eating.

The family was busy making sticky fire spoons, baked sticky fire spoons, sticky noodles made from thirty or forty kilograms of grain, and a large pot of bean paste. By the evening, they were finally finished.

Of course, dinner was still served with a hot spoon, so Zhang Shuzhen fried two more plates and stewed a pot of wild boar and sauerkraut in the Westinghouse pot.

Sticky fire spoon with sauerkraut is the perfect combination. I am tired and hungry after a busy day, so I don’t skip dinner.

After dinner, Zhang Shuzhen instructed her son to take out the baked spoon with a dustpan.

Pour it into two large wooden barrels in the warehouse, cover it with the lid when it is full, and then press it with stones.

When the sticky spoon is cool, put it on the outside to freeze. When you eat it, pick it up and melt it. Put it in the pot and simmer it. It will be soft and glutinous and delicious.

I'm too lazy to mess around with anything in the morning in the winter, so I just cook a pot of porridge, heat it with a hot spoon, add some pickles or something, and it's just a meal, so I won't worry.

"Mom, the fire ladles in the wooden trough are all put into buckets. As you said, the top is tightly covered."

Sheng Xikang and Sheng Xitai worked hard several times and finally took out all the fire spoons and went back to the house to talk to Zhang Shuzhen.

"Okay, hurry up and get ready for bed. I'll send some to Secretary Wang and Director Zheng's family tomorrow morning so they can try it too."

Zhang Shuzhen said while spreading the quilt.

“Daughter, it’s the Lunar New Year tomorrow, shall we make some more dumplings?

I've just brought the meat back and chilled it. Tomorrow morning we'll chop up the stuffing buns, wrap some more and freeze them outside.

Waiting for you to have a baby, I have to be busy taking care of the confinement. If you don't have food and other things, we will cook dumplings to eat, which is convenient. "

Zhang Shuzhen had already thought about it. Before Zhou Qinglan was born, and everyone in the family was on vacation, she quickly made some food preparations, so that she could take care of her confinement with peace of mind.

"Mom, my dad and Xiping are all working in the mountains. Let's make fire spoons and eat dumplings at home, okay?"

Zhou Qinglan laughed when she heard this. She had just finished making the sticky spoon today and was thinking about making dumplings again. Her mother-in-law made it every day, which was very interesting.

"Mom, we don't have much white flour at home, so we'd better make less bread. When my dad and the others come down the mountain, let's make more delicious food and eat together."

The three earners are all in the mountains, working hard in the ice and snow. They are making delicious dumplings at home, and it doesn't feel good.

"Look, what are you afraid of? They have better food in the mountains than we do. Don't worry about them. If you want to eat, we can take care of it when they come back.

You are the most important thing right now. I have saved a lot of white flour. Don't worry, there is enough to eat. "

Zhang Shuzhen lived her life very calculatedly, and she was not someone who made things up randomly because she was poor, overfed and drunk.

She just thought about how to take good care of her daughter-in-law, who was about to give birth to a baby.

"Okay, let me follow mom's arrangements. Anyway, I'm okay now and I don't feel much.

Don’t they all say that if you move more before giving birth, the birth will be faster? "

Zhou Qinglan appreciated her mother-in-law's kindness, so she nodded in agreement.

In this way, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law agreed on what to do tomorrow, then tidied up, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Nowadays, people don’t pay much attention to the solar calendar, and no one plays New Year’s Eve or anything like that. They sleep when they should.

So, the first day of seventy-six years came quietly in everyone's deep sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Shuzhen was still woken up by Huahua's banging on the door.

When she opened the door, she saw that Huahua had brought back a female sika deer, which weighed more than a hundred pounds.

"Oh, you are becoming more and more promising.

Yesterday's wild boar and today's deer, according to your method of catching them, there is no need to hunt around the forest farm, you have caught them all. "

Zhang Shuzhen smiled, rubbed Huahua's big head, and muttered.

When Huahua goes hunting, she eats the small ones without bringing them back. Most of the time, she brings back a larger prey in three or four days.

Like these two days, this is the first time that I have brought back larger prey in a row.

Zhang Shuzhen was naturally happy looking at the deer, but she couldn't help but worry that with Huahua's hunting ability, the prey around the forest farm would be wiped out by it.

How could Huahua understand what Zhang Shuzhen said? He just kept rubbing his head against Zhang Shuzhen's legs and making a purring sound.

When Zhang Shuzhen thought about it, it was useless for her to worry about these things. There were plenty of animals in the mountains, and it would be no problem to offer a tiger as a gift.

So she brought Huahua into the house and let it sleep. Zhang Shuzhen took a knife and skinned the deer.

After breakfast, several people in the family started busy chopping stuffing, kneading noodles, and preparing to make dumplings.

Zhang Shuzhen made a large bowl of noodles. She brought back several pieces of sow pork and yellow-haired pork last night and asked Sheng Xikang to chop them up.

Then chop up a pot of cabbage filling and a pot of sauerkraut filling. Today I plan to make dumplings with both fillings.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the fillings for both dumplings were ready and the noodles were awake, so Zhang Shuzhen led her daughter-in-law and daughter to start making dumplings.

After wrapping it up and covering it with a curtain, Sheng Xikang took it outside to freeze it.

Around the time of the solar calendar, it is the coldest time. It is minus 20 to 30 degrees outside during the day, and the wind is like a knife, cutting straight into people's faces.

In this weather, the dumplings would be frozen to the point of hardening within an hour of being brought out.

The frozen dumplings are then spread out in cold water very quickly with a squeegee movement. After a while, a layer of ice shell hangs on the outside of each dumpling, which is often referred to as hanging wax.

Hang the dumplings with ice shells, put them in big wooden barrels in the warehouse, and cover them with some snow layer by layer. You can eat them until the end of the year.

Zhang Shuzhen led her daughter and daughter-in-law to make the dumplings in the house, while Sheng Xikang led his brother and nephew Chen Feng, who were fully dressed and covered, put the dumplings outside to freeze, hung wax on the dumplings, and put them in wooden barrels.

The whole family worked hard from about ten o'clock to around three o'clock in the afternoon. Finally, they finished wrapping, freezing, waxing and loading the dumplings into the warehouse.

Finally, I left two covered dumplings unfrozen and boiled them directly.

"Here we go, the dumplings are out of the pan, hurry up, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Steaming dumplings were brought to the table, and Zhang Shuzhen greeted the children to eat.

"Daughter, let's eat. We only have two meals today. After eating, we will have an early rest. There will be nothing to do tomorrow, so it's time to rest."

"Hey, I got it, here I go."

I don't know whether it was because of the busy work these two days or something else, but Zhou Qinglan felt that her stomach was heavy and her waist was sore.

After making dumplings just now, she couldn't hold it any longer, so she ran to the west room and lay down for a while.

Hearing her mother-in-law calling her, Zhou Qinglan got up from the kang, held her waist and was about to walk to the east room.

As a result, when she took a step, she felt something was wrong, as if she peed her pants.

Zhou Qinglan is so embarrassed. She is so old, how can she still wet her pants?

So she hurriedly turned around and went to the cabinet to look for clothes, trying to change out of the underwear and trousers inside.

"Daughter, what are you doing? I'm just waiting for you to eat."

Zhang Shuzhen waited in the east room for a while, but Zhou Qinglan didn't come over to eat, so she opened the door of the west room, stretched her head and asked.

"Mom, I came with you just now and peed my pants. I need to find a pair of pants to change into." Zhou Qinglan looked embarrassed.

"Oh, your water has broken, right?"