In his previous life, Yang Yi didn’t know the importance of the Winter Solstice festival to the Chinese people, let alone him, many people living in the city did not celebrate this festival, but regarded it as a solar term.
But in fact, this festival has a long history. It is not just a simple solar term. During the Zhou and Qin Dynasties, the winter solstice was still the “Spring Festival” at that time, and important activities for ancestor worship or family dinner were often selected on the winter solstice. Even if the winter solstice and the first month are separated later, people still regard the winter solstice as a small year!
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, or dynasties similar in this world, this festival was also a day for worshiping the ancestors (sacrifice with four homophones). Yan, this day is to pay homage to parents and elders…
Let’s not talk about 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, asked Yang Yi to lead the way, and sent her to the vegetable market to buy all kinds of ingredients, as well as flour, glutinous rice, flour for making noodles, pumpkin pie and dumplings. Sticky rice flour, etc.
According to the custom of Yang Yi and their hometown, the winter solstice is to eat noodles and pumpkin pie, but Murphy said that if he wants to eat dumplings, this little wish must be fulfilled.
And Yang Chonggui also asked Yang Yi to prepare incense candles early, and when they returned from shopping, three men went south to worship their ancestors at about ten o’clock in the morning. The birth and name of the ancestors are informed, and I hope that the ancestors will bless the children to grow up healthily and happily.
It’s a bit superstitious, but the moral is good, isn’t it?
The busiest time is near noon, when everyone sits in a row around the dining room table, making pumpkin pie and making dumplings together.
In order to let Xixi feel the atmosphere of traditional Chinese festivals, Yang Yi also asked her for leave on this day. So, when everyone gathered around the dining table, the little girl came over curiously, and looked at her father for a while, and her grandmother for a while.
“Xixi, where’s mom? Why don’t you accompany mom? How boring is mom alone?” Yang Yi asked Xixi with a smile.
The little girl was watching her grandma use a spoon to crush the steamed pumpkin into pumpkin puree, and answered her father’s words absentmindedly: “Mama, where’s Mama?”
“Mama is here!” Murphy walked from the living room with a smile in his arms.
Xixi recovered her senses at this moment. She felt inexplicably interesting, giggled, pointed to her mother and said, “Yes, Mama is here!”
“Why did you come here? It’s a mess here.” Yang Yi worried that Murphy would be uncomfortable after standing for a long time, so she quickly wiped the flour off her hands, brought her a chair, and brought a warm cushion from the living room , let her sit on it.
“You also said I’m bored. Come here to sit with everyone. Although I can’t help you much, I can still support you.” Murphy sat down with a smile, and gently pulled up the little boy. With soft hands, he whispered, “Come on, come on!”
When Dong Yue’e saw this scene, her eyes narrowed with laughter. If Xiaojiao said it himself, maybe grandma would be happier.
Of course, Xiaojiao still doesn’t even know how to shout six, six, six…cough, little baby. So he could only react to some of his mother’s voices, for example, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, wondering if it meant happiness.
Zheng Shuyi looked enviously at the interaction between the mother and son, and she was probably thinking that she and Yang Qing would have a baby soon!
But I’m not pregnant yet!
The adults were talking and laughing, but Xixi paid more attention to what they were doing. After turning around, the little girl finally returned to her father’s side and watched her knead the dough.
“Would you like to knead dough with Dad? That’s what we’ll use to eat dumplings at that time.” Yang Yi asked softly when she saw that she was very interested.
“Okay!” Xixi nodded happily and answered crisply.
The face has been kneaded almost by Yang Yi. It is not sticky and powdery like before, but very smooth. Xixi presses it with her little finger, only feeling cool and soft.
In order for the little girl to reach, Yang Yi also made her stand on a small chair. Xixi turned her head, raised her head slightly, and said to her father in surprise, “It’s like plasticine.”
Yang Yi smiled and said, “It’s still a little bit different. The plasticine is a little softer, and the surface is a little harder. Come on, just like your father, press it with the palm of your hand.”
Yang Yi taught her how to knead dough. Of course, with the little girl’s current strength, she can’t handle such a large piece of dough. I saw that Xixi used the strength of breastfeeding and could only press the dough down a little, but it was on top Printed his own palm print.
Xixi didn’t feel particularly frustrated. She was overjoyed, pointing to her handprint and saying to her father, “Baba, look.”
“Yes, continue!” Yang Yi encouraged the little girl, he took over and finished kneading the dough, then put it aside and continued to let Xixi play.
After a while, the playful little girl didn’t know when her face was stained with flour marks.
Of course, just like her blood-stained demeanor, the little girl’s face is stained with flour, which is also announcing that she is working hard to help and not being lazy.
“Look at my elder sister, how powerful elder sister is!” Murphy saw it and hugged Xiao Jiao cheerfully, holding his **** with one hand and his body with the other. said.
Of course, 曈曈 doesn’t understand anything, and probably can’t see her sister so far away, she still looks dazed.
On the contrary, Xixi responded positively. She turned around excitedly, grabbed her father’s clothes, and waved hello to Jiahao: “Brother, do you want to help too?”
Yang Yi lowered her head and glanced at her clothes stained with flour stained by Xixi’s little hands, feeling a little helpless.
But Murphy had a good time with Xixi. I saw Murphy imitating the tone of a child and said in falsetto: “I’m sorry, sister, I’m still very young and I can’t help.”
“Hee hee!” Not only Xixi, but several adults were amused.
“Wait a minute, I’ll take a camera and take a picture.” Yang Yi couldn’t help but said looking at this scene.
He ran to the study in a hurry and brought a camera and a tripod. He first took a few pictures of Xixi kneading the dough, as well as a smiling face of a little girl with flour prints on her face.
Then Yang Yi set up the tripod, set up the position, selected the angle, set the camera, set the time to delay the photo, and said, “Let’s take a photo together!”
Following a few bursts of camera clicks~IndoMTL.com~ family sitting around with smiles and preparing food for the winter solstice was recorded, and Murphy and Xiaojiao were also photographed in In the shot, it’s only the last one, Xiao Jiajia was frightened because everyone was calling “eggplant” and opened his mouth to cry.
These are some contrasting photos, but they are more interesting and warm.
However, they didn’t remember until after the filming.
And Yang Huan!
“When will Huanhuan be back?” Zheng Shuyi asked with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi’s cell phone rang, and Yang Huan’s phone rang.
“Brother, I’m at the door. You call the security guard and tell me to let me in.” Yang Huan said without knowing it.
“Huanhuan, come quickly, we are all waiting for you!” Zheng Shuyi smiled, and after a few meters, she shouted to Yang Huan on the phone.
“Auntie, come quickly!” Xixi also giggled and shouted along with her aunt.