Li Jin found a basin, poured all these red beans into it, and soaked it in well water.
But he still felt that Qin Muwen's face was a little strange.
Li Jin watched him tidy up his things, frowning and asked, "Is it big to give red beans?"
Qin Muwen picked up the little bun, looked at Li Jin, and nodded seriously.
"This red bean has the same name as another red bean, which was originally called'Acacia bean'. Acacia bean is a token of love.
But because the acacia beans are produced far in the south and it is not convenient to transport them, many people in the north use red beans instead of acacia beans."
Li Jin felt that his forehead jumped, he swears to the sky: "Brother Zhuzi and I are absolutely innocent."
The success of these words made Qin Muwen smile, and the haze just wiped out.
What Li Jin didn't know was that because of the gender of a brother in this era, everyone is not so repulsive to the real Long Yang, after all, they all look the same in appearance.
Some villages are poor, and family members especially want to have a boy. They even drown when they see that the newborn baby is a girl or a brother.
As a result, those villages are basically all boys, but because of poverty and uncivilized folk customs, neighboring villages are reluctant to marry their girls and suffer.
Many men in those villages cannot marry a daughter-in-law at a young age, nor can they marry their brothers. They can only digest them internally and become brothers.
Qin Muwen had read some travel notes when his home was not yet dilapidated, and there were similar records in them.
Of course, he was young at the time, and he didn't like to read those "Zhihuzheya", most like story books or all kinds of travel notes.
When he learned that he was going to be sold before, he was really worried about being sold to that kind of place.
Fortunately, he was taken by Li Jin's mother and brought home to marry Li Jin.
Qin Muwen looked at Li Jin's innocent but helpless expression, and two shallow dimples formed on the corners of his lips.
He put the little bun down, walked up to A Jin by himself, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his chin.
"I know, I was wrong before."
Li Jin was surprised, but the expression on his face remained the same. This was the first time a teenager took the initiative to kiss him.
Li Jin watched the boy turned his back and picked up the little bun, showing the red ear tips.
He said: "Then let's set off now and come back in the afternoon to make red bean paste for you."
The same conversation also happened at Li Zhuzi's house. His wife heard that he was actually sending red beans to Li Jin and almost couldn't eat.
Li Zhuzi is even more innocent: "You said that this food is delicious. Our family has a headache and brain fever, Li Jin, I just sent it eagerly."
Li Zhuzi's daughter-in-law said: "There was no change in Li Jin's face when he took it?"
Li Zhuzi was very upright: "It's normal! What are you trying to say?"
His daughter-in-law was silenced by him.
Later, when the two men were not at home, Li Zhuzi's wife took advantage of the opportunity to deliver vegetables to Li Jin's house to communicate with Qin Muwen.
In the end, they both agreed that their man was too careless and ignored in this regard.
But this incident can be considered to have passed.
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, only the husband and the husband were there, and the little bun was ignored.This Double Ninth Festival is the first festival for a family of three to prepare to play together.
Although there was an episode in the morning, with Li Jin's explanation, it did not affect Qin Muwen's interest in preparing to play.
Along the way, Li Jin was holding a small bun, and Qin Muwen was carrying a bag with some pancakes and fruits inside.
Of course, he still holds a jar in his arms, which is wrapped in layers of cloth. This is the rice paste of steamed buns and needs to be kept warm.
When Li Jin saw that he thought of what he had to prepare, the boy didn't need to remind him at all, and he was ready one by one.
He rubbed Qin Muwen's head and said, "Let's go."
The climate on the Double Ninth Festival is not as hot as in June and July. Today is a festival again. The number of pedestrians on the road has doubled as usual. Most people are dragging their families and looking forward to praying today.
This has to go around the Shandong side, which is different from the previous road to the town, but always walks along the river, and the road is not very spacious.