Brown sugar was a rarity, and white flour was precious, so the dumplings were portioned out per person,
Except for Helian Qiao and the two pregnant women who got a little more, each adult's bowl only had three.
The grandsons got two each, and the girls only got one.
Before everyone had been served their dumplings, Helian Qiao had already cooled hers and taken a big bite.
The hot, sweet and sticky sesame filling flowed in her mouth, the boiled brown sugar wrapping around the sesame, the aroma intoxicating, simply delicious!
She liked eating these sweet, sticky dumplings and ate three in a row.
Before breakfast was over, Gu Tingyun, also dressed in a red jacket, came to pay New Year's respects.
His eyes were immediately drawn to Helian Qiao sitting on a stool, looking at her slightly plump cheeks, he wanted to reach out and pinch them.
But he remembered his manners and firstly bowed to the Chen family's elders: "Grandpa Chen, Grandma Chen, dear uncles, aunts, Happy New Year."