Chapter 52

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    The way to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival here is also similar to the one that Miao He is familiar with, that is, admiring the moon, eating moon cakes and glutinous rice cakes. Of course, there are also lanterns. It is only a lantern festival, and only in crowded places like towns or counties where people pay for it. In small villages like Miaojia Village, paper lanterns are placed on the banks of the river.

    However, there is a very important function of the lantern festival and the activities of putting river lanterns. It is to allow some unmarried single men and women to take advantage of this opportunity to admire the lights to take a look at each other intentionally or unintentionally. Although it is said that the elders have the final say in marrying in this era, some elders who love their children still hope that the objects of marriage are liked by their children. So somehow, the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival has this kind of invisible blind date function.

    Men and women will also wear their best clothes on this day and participate in the lantern festival. Of course, those who are already married must also participate. Originally, the lantern festival is a kind of blessing activity. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will still attract bad omen.

    This reminded Miao He that in the past, when his grandma took him, the older generation had the habit of drinking sweet-scented osmanthus wine in addition to admiring lights. Then they realized that they had forgotten to plant sweet-scented osmanthus trees! ! How could there not be such a nice and fragrant flower! ! Hurry up and let Yang Dalang go to the town to find seeds, if not, find some sweet-scented osmanthus sticks back. According to Miao He's impression, sweet-scented osmanthus seems to be planted by cutting.

    Fortunately, the Mid-Autumn Festival was the season when osmanthus flowers bloomed. Someone in the town pulled out osmanthus branches for decoration, and Yang Dalang spent a few dollars to buy them home. Miao He got the cinnamon sticks and buried it in the soil with uncertainty, and tried to plant it with the soil. As a result, the cuttings grew smoothly on the ground. ! Now there are two beautiful osmanthus trees blooming in the backyard. The bright colors of a yard are the most beautiful colors of nature against the golden birch trees that change seasonally in autumn.

    If someone else asks, Miao He intends to explain that Da Lang got it together when he went to find the sapling. However, in this busy farming season, every family rushes to harvest rice, grow wheat, and no one will come to their house to hang out. Even Aunt Yang has rarely come here in recent days because of the preparation of moon cakes. And Miao He couldn't make mooncakes. The difficulty was too high. He and his second aunt made an appointment to go to her home to learn. Before that, although there was no sweet-scented osmanthus wine to drink, he decided to make some sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to add a festive atmosphere to the home.

    The method is to steam the glutinous rice until soft, add water and a little salt, then let Yang Dalang smash it with a stick, which is almost like a glutinous rice cake, and then cut into small pieces and long pieces. For the filling, red bean paste is boiled with white sugar and red beans, and then boiled with sweet-scented osmanthus, caramel and honey to make osmanthus syrup. In the last three combinations, the previous glutinous rice slices are coated with sweet-scented osmanthus syrup, and then red bean paste is wrapped inside. Rolled up, it is a roll of sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake!

    It was so fragrant when it was done, and the five small animals were all jumping around outside the stove, in a hurry. As the leader, Dabai was equally anxious. But this kind of glutinous rice cake is high in sweetness and not easy to digest. Miao He couldn't help it. So, after diluting the sweetness with sweet-scented osmanthus syrup, he gave it to these hairy children first.

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