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Chapter 149: The Fragrance of Cakes 4: The Warmth of Neighborly Love

Su Panpan looked at these results with a satisfied smile on her face, and then prepared to wash her hands and rest.

The warm sun gently shines in the yard, giving everything a dreamy look.

After making a cup of hawthorn jam, Su Panpan walked to the stone bench in the yard and slowly sat down.

The fatigue of the day slowly dissipated like smoke at this moment.

Seeing a few pumpkins piled up in the corner, Su Panpan remembered that she hadn't made pasta for the children for a long time.

Thinking of this, she got up and walked into the kitchen to check the remaining ingredients in the house.

She decided to make some snacks for the children when they came back, and also give some to the hired helpers.

Su Panpan cut the pumpkin into small pieces, steamed it and mashed it into a paste, added flour and glutinous rice flour and mixed them evenly, then added some white sugar and yeast.

Her hands kneaded the dough skillfully in the basin, and soon the dough became smooth and soft.

She set the dough aside to rise and began to wash the kitchen utensils.

While waiting for the dough to rise, Su Panpan picked up a broom and swept the yard.

The chickens in the yard were strolling leisurely, occasionally pecking at the sand on the ground.

After cleaning the yard, Su Panpan returned to the kitchen and saw that the dough had already risen.

She washed her hands and began to operate skillfully again.

I saw her quickly pinching the dough into small pieces of even size with her hands. Those small pieces were as well-behaved as obedient children in her hands.

She picked up the rolling pin and began to roll the small dough into a circle.

The rolling pin rolled briskly on the panel, and round dough pancakes were quickly formed one after another.

Soon, the panel was filled with pancakes, neatly and orderly.

Su Panpan poured oil into the pot and let the oil spread evenly on the bottom of the pot.

Then she picked up the dough and carefully placed it in the hot oil.

As soon as the dough touches the hot oil, it makes a sizzling sound.

She put the pancakes into the pot one by one, and soon the pot was full of pumpkin pancakes.

The pumpkin pie gradually turns golden in the frying pan, emitting an enticing sweet aroma.

The fragrance spread freely in the kitchen like an invisible silk thread, and drifted into the yard through the gaps in the doors and windows.

Su Panpan gently turned the pumpkin pie over with a spatula from time to time to ensure that each pumpkin pie was heated evenly.

As time went by, pot after pot of pumpkin pie came out of the oven.

The fried pumpkin pancakes are neatly stacked in a bowl, layer upon layer.

In a short while, the basin was filled with pumpkin cakes. The golden pumpkin cakes stacked together looked like a small mountain of gold.

At this moment, the whole kitchen was immersed in the sweet aroma of pumpkin pie.

After frying the pumpkin pancakes, Su Panpan placed them in a basin to cool.

Then she started packing her clothes as she was going to town the next day, and she also took some dried vegetables, dried radishes, fried radish balls, and lard that she had dried herself.

The pickled radishes in the back room were almost finished, so she went to the field to pick some more radishes, dried them, cut them into slices, and added them to the original jar.

After doing all this, the pumpkin cakes were cold, and Su Panpan started to pack them.

She cut the wax paper into appropriate sizes and placed the pumpkin pie stacks neatly on them, ten in each stack, for a total of eight.

The wrapped pumpkin pie were neatly stacked on the table, emitting an enticing aroma.

Then she divided the candies and peanuts into eight portions, wrapped them separately, and put them in the basket.

Su Panpan went back to the house, changed into clean and simple clothes, and went out with a basket.

As the sky gradually darkened, the orange-red sunset dyed the horizon magnificent, and the afterglow gently sprinkled on the road in the village like a layer of gauze.

Su Panpan carried a basket full of gifts and hurried towards the Zhang family.

I arrived at the Zhang family’s door and knocked gently on the wooden door.

Wang Hexiang's enthusiastic voice came instantly: "Here I come!"

The door creaked open and Wang Hexiang stood at the door with a smile on her face. "Hey, it's Panpan!"

Lin Xiu'e also came out of the house upon hearing the sound and said with a smile, "Panpan, come in quickly."

Su Panpan smiled and replied: "Auntie, Sister Xiu'e, I just made some pumpkin cakes. Let you try some and give some to the villagers who are helping in the village."

Wang Hexiang took Su Panpan's hand and walked into the house, saying, "You are always so considerate, come in and sit down."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the basket from Su Panpan's hand.

At this time, Zhang Fulai came out from the inner room, smiled and nodded, "Panpan is here."

Su Panpan smiled and nodded: "Uncle Zhang." She continued: "I wanted to send these to several families, but Auntie was too enthusiastic."

"It's almost dark. It's not safe for you to run around alone. Let Erniu take it there, and you can just have a quick meal here." Wang Hexiang said with a smile, holding Panpan's hand.

"I'm so sorry to bother you so much." Su Panpan was a little hesitant.

"I'll go and take it there." Erniu just heard it when he came out of the house. He picked up the basket and drove the ox cart away.

Lin Xiu'e also advised: "It's not a big deal. We often go to your house for dinner! You haven't come to our house for a long time. We all miss you."

Wang Hexiang pressed Su Panpan onto the chair, then turned to Zhang Fu and said, "Boss, please chat with Panpan while I go to the kitchen to add a few more dishes."

Su Panpan thought that Shen Ru asked Qin Mu and others to have dinner at her place, so she didn't hesitate. It would be nice to chat with everyone.

Su Panpan quickly stood up: "Sister-in-law, let me help you." Wang Hexiang patted her shoulder gently: "Just sit down, it will be fine in a while."

Su Panpan had no choice but to sit down and chat with Zhang Fulai about family matters.

The light in the room gradually dimmed. Zhang Fulai got up and lit the oil lamp. The dim light swayed, adding a bit of warmth to the room.

Soon, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Wang Hexiang called out from the kitchen, "Xiu'e, come and help me serve the dishes."

Lin Xiu'e responded and walked into the kitchen.

Su Panpan also stood up and wanted to help, but was stopped by Wang Hexiang: "Panpan, sit still, you are the guest today."

Erniu walked in from outside and said, "Panpan, I've delivered all the things. Everyone is so happy."

Su Panpan smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Erniu."

Erniu scratched his head: "You're so polite."

"Baoer, Laner, it's time to eat in the wheat field." Zhang Fulai shouted towards the roadside.

Several children ran back like the wind and greeted Su Panpan one by one.

After a while, Lin Xiu'e came out with a tray, and the aroma of food filled the air.

The food was served on the table, and under the light of the oil lamp, it emitted an attractive luster.

There is a big pot of sauerkraut stewed with vermicelli, bright red braised pork, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a big bowl of steaming hot cabbage and tofu soup. The tofu is soft and tender, the cabbage is sweet, and the soup is delicious.

The cakes brought by Su Panpan were also placed next to it.

Wang Hexiang invited everyone to sit down: "Come and try it, eat it while it's hot." Everyone sat together, and laughter echoed in the house.

Outside the house, the night deepened and the twinkling lights began to twinkle.