Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 200

"Grandma, can you give me a dough? I want to make a little rabbit with it."

Momo pitifully pulled Qu Lan's arm and acted cute, trying to get a piece of dough from Qu Lan to play with.

"You little rascal, the dough is used to make dumplings. If you play with it and waste it, what can we use to make dumplings?"

Qu Lan looked at Momo's confused look, smiled and pinched her little nose and continued to ask her

"Do you want to play with the dough or eat dumplings?"

Momo, a foodie, still chose to eat dumplings.

Meng Haisheng, who was kneading the dough, saw that Momo didn't get the dough and pouted his mouth in displeasure. He patiently enlightened Momo.

"Momo, did you also see grandpa and grandma holding sickles and going to the wheat field to cut wheat in the summer?"

"It was so hot, grandpa and grandma sweated a lot, and now we can eat dumplings with bread."

"These dumplings are hard-earned. If we spit out the dough, then grandpa and grandma's sweat in the summer will be in vain."

Although Momo is young, she is very smart. Meng Haisheng explained to her carefully that she immediately understood that it was wrong to play with dough.

"Dad, I will cherish food and not waste it in the future."

"My Momo is so obedient. Dad will buy you colorful plasticine to play with later. When the weather gets warmer, Dad can go dig yellow mud with you to play."

When talking about yellow mud, Momo's eyes are bright.

"I want a big piece of yellow mud, enough to make a small house."

"Okay, Dad will go dig with you later."

There is no child who grows up in the village who doesn't like to play with mud.

There is a kind of dark yellow mud in Xiashan Village, which is very sticky.

The children in the village don’t have many toys, so they like to dig yellow mud to play. Those who are skillful can make small animals and clay figures by themselves.

Naughty little boys will also make the yellow mud into the shape of a bowl, and then throw it on the ground with a snap, and compete with each other to see who can make a bigger hole.

Yellow mud is fun, but it is not easy to wash off.

In spring and summer, children in the village will be chased by their parents with feather dusters all over the street because they can’t wash off the mud spots on their bodies.

Meng Haisheng and Meng Hailian also loved playing with yellow mud when they were two children, but they were often beaten by Qu Lan.

Qu Lan gave Dabao a candy and asked him to take a group of little kids to play in the yard.

Dachuan and Xiaochuan were still relatively young. The two of them ran behind several slightly older children with their short legs. Although they didn’t understand anything, they also giggled happily.

Qu Lan in the room watched the children playing happily, and couldn't help thinking of the past.

"We are living a good life now, and the children can have a good year. When Haisheng and Hailian were young, there were not so many delicious foods. They were thankful that they didn't starve to death."

Qu Lan, who was making dumplings, thought of the past, full of sadness. In the past, the days were really hard.

She was very glad that she survived. She vaguely remembered that she had an older brother who was already sixteen years old, but he didn't survive. Hunger and illness took her brother's life.

Decades have passed, and Qu Lan can't remember what her older brother looks like, but every time she thinks of him, she still feels very uncomfortable.

"Why are you talking about these things during the New Year?"

Meng Guangzhu frowned and looked at Qu Lan.

"Alas, look at me, I always have wild thoughts when I get old."

Qu Lan smiled awkwardly and lowered her head slightly to look at the half-wrapped dumplings in her hand.

Meng Haisheng, who was rolling out the dumpling wrappers, vaguely saw Qu Lan's tears dripping on her hands.

Meng Haisheng knew that when Qu Lan and her family were young, they had experienced a great disaster, and it was not easy for them to survive at that time.

In order to prevent Qu Lan from thinking about the past, he quickly changed the subject.

"Mom, how come my eldest brother and eldest sister gave birth to twins in our family? I even had triplets. Could it be that our ancestors of the Meng family had the gene for twins?"

"What is a gene?"

"It means that our ancestors gave birth to twins, and the probability of the younger generation giving birth to twins will be higher."

Meng Guangzhu thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"Don't talk about our ancestors. Even in the entire Xiashan Village, only our family gave birth to twins. I have lived for decades, but I have never heard of other families."

"That's strange. If there is no chance of giving birth to twins, giving birth to twins is just like winning the lottery. Could it be that all three of us brothers and sisters won the lottery?"

Meng Haisheng felt that this probability was so low that it could be almost ignored.

"Maybe. Look at your cousins' families. None of them have twins or triplets."

Meng Haisheng nodded slightly. This is indeed very strange.

While everyone was gossiping, Wu Lixia, Meng Yu, and Qiao Shangdong, who were busy in the kitchen, had already prepared the dishes.

In the past, it was good to have a meat dish at home during the Chinese New Year.

This yearBut there were 16 dishes, and the braised spareribs were directly cooked in a pot.

Meng Haisheng opened a bottle of Maotai and a bottle of ladies' champagne for the female comrades.

After pouring wine for everyone, everyone urged Meng Guangzhu, the head of the family, to say a few words.

Meng Guangzhu, who was not very good at speaking, stood up with a glass of wine in his hand.

"Today is New Year's Eve, and our family is rarely reunited. I don't expect you to be successful. As long as every New Year's Eve in the future, our family can be so complete, I, as a father, will be satisfied."

As he spoke, Meng Guangzhu drank the full cup of white wine in his hand.

Qu Lan, who was standing aside, was depressed, as if she had something on her mind, but the moment Meng Guangzhu put down the glass, Qu Lan had a faint smile on her face.

"Come, let's try what ladies' champagne tastes like."

It was the first time for the women in the Meng family to drink ladies' champagne. The fruit-flavored, non-alcoholic sparkling drink was a taste they had never experienced before.

Even the children got a small cup each.

They had a reunion dinner, stayed up all night, made dumplings, and set off firecrackers.

The happiest ones were the children. Momo played with Dabao until after 10 o'clock in the evening before going to bed.

At dawn the next day, Meng Haisheng dug Momo out of the kang.

He wanted to take Momo to pay New Year's greetings.

According to the old custom, boys usually followed their fathers to kowtow to their grandparents, great-grandfathers, and great-grandmothers.

But Meng Haisheng wanted to change this old system, so he took Momo with him.

Momo's new clothes for the New Year were a bright red little girl's coat, with a cotton vest and sweater inside, which was warm and beautiful.

The only thing that Meng Haisheng didn't understand was that such a beautiful Momo had a pink gauze flower on her head.

Meng Haisheng tried to persuade Momo but she refused to take it off, saying that she would be the most beautiful only with this big flower.

There was no other way, so Meng Haisheng had to give up.

There were many villagers who came out to pay New Year's greetings in the morning, and Meng Haisheng took Momo to Grandpa Meng's house first.

He was older and had a good reputation in the village, so there was an endless stream of younger generations coming to his house to pay New Year's greetings.

Everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts when they saw Meng Haisheng bringing his eldest daughter Momo to kowtow to Grandpa Meng.

Meng Haisheng had a son but didn't take Momo with him. I'm afraid he will spoil his daughter to the sky in the future.