Raising Babies in the 70s - Chapter 102

Lao Lu, sitting on the balcony on the second floor, raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling that it was not because the sun was too hot that day, but something else was piercing his eyes.

He turned around and said to his wife Jiang Ping, “I asked you to name our daughter Lu Aiping, but you didn’t want to.”

This name was more showy.

Before Jiang Ping could say anything, Lu Sanjie said first, “Thank you mother.”

Jiang Ping: “…”

Lu Zongyi rested his chin in his hand and thought, ‘I have to call Xiao Zai and ask him to come to visit his brother. What a great taste his brothers had for a wife. He has to get the kid married as he was the only old bachelor in the whole family.’

Lu Yan: “How about I get more kids?”

Lu Zongyi: “???!!!”

Jiang Ping: “??!!!!”

This was the child who didn’t want to marry back then? !

In the evening, a dozen people huddled together to make dumplings, some made steamed buns, some washed vegetables.

The fathers and sons also wrote Spring Festival couplets together.

Hanging the Spring Festival couplets, cutting the window sticker, the children had a lot of fun. Before the New Year’s Eve dinner, Qin Rou, Chen Jinghua, Chen Juanjuan, Chen Jingyi and Xia Mingxi, the two childrens, posted the window grilles together, and went to the yard.

Coconut lamps were placed in the yard, it was like the stars. Although there were no fireworks and firecrackers, these little lights could add a bit of the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Sister Huang next door said that although she couldn’t set off fireworks, they would shoot cannons during the New Year and festivals. She told her some things in advance, so that she would not be scared at night.

Qin Rou also gave her two beautiful coconut lamps.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten in the evening, and the dinner with more than a dozen people was extraordinarily rich. Every family had a rare good life on that day. It was just that the “Second Senior Brothers” [m. Pigs] were killed.

Pigs were being killed everywhere.

At New Year, pigs were killed in the army, in farms, in major communes, and even in schools… Children who were hungry for meat happily waited for the meat.

At that time, everyone didn’t like lean meat, but wanted fatty ones. The fatty meat they bought had turned into oil, and the remaining lard (oil residue) was a snack that children liked.

In the past, Qin Rou never liked to eat oil residue. She thought it was too greasy. Maybe she was short of oil now, so she was really greedy for lard.

Her mother-in-law chopped up these lard and said that she was going to make lard cakes. Qin Rou suggested brushing a layer of bean paste, sprinkle it with chopped green onion, and the final fried cakes would be super delicious.

Qin Rou’s sister, Qin Mian, made various fish balls, crab balls and shrimp balls and put them in the freezer before the 30th of the year. Again, no children could resist the temptation of balls.

The boiled soup hot pot was scalded into all kinds of beautiful small balls, and the taste was extraordinarily delicious.

Qin Mian skillfully made the meatballs in many styles, round, triangular, square, and dumpling-shaped. When making the meatballs, they also added side dishes such as radish and corn, so there were so many. The meatballs looked different, and when they floated in the tumbling broth, they kept stirring up the gluttons in the stomachs of the childrens.

“It’s my sister who came up with this.”

“It’s really amazing! This soup has become so fragrant!”

Could it be delicious? So many seafood balls were gathered together.

Qin Rou fished balls for the little ones one by one, not to mention that Chen Juanjuan and Chen Jinghua wanted a big bowl.

Xia Mingxi, this little fatty, was already staring at the meatballs, and Qin Rou also served him a big bowl.

While eating meatballs, he also went to rob others.

Xiao Mingxi’s mother was too lazy to care about him, as she was enjoying herself and eating too much. She who had eaten too much felt like she had gone to heaven.

Qin Rou was cooking frozen tofu for herself. She had made a lot of frozen tofu before, and the frozen tofu in the hot pot was super delicious. The taste was extremely delicious.

Qin Rou fished out her frozen tofu, while Lu Yan came to his wife with a bowl of freshly cooked dumplings and took one to feed her.

Qin Rou ate it, and found that she had bitten a copper coin.

Qin Rou: “????”

Lu Yan looked at her tenderly with a smile on his face, “Congratulations, you got the only copper coin, the king of luck.”

“You’ll have good luck in the coming year.”

Qin Rou: “…”

Chief Lu was suspected of cheating.

He just picked one with the copper coin and gave it to her.

But it didn’t matter, even if her husband cheated, she was the lucky king that year.

Qin Rou smiled and fed him a piece of frozen tofu. Although it was not too cold this winter, it was exciting to eat hot pot.

“There are a lot of people celebrating the New Year today, I like it very much.”

“Two more kids are going to be here next year.”