Jiang Qi:?

This family... can't they see the old lady?

Jiang Qi thought about what he felt was wrong just now, and suddenly felt that everything that was wrong had an answer.

Why did the old lady talk to her younger son, but the younger son ignored him? Why did the old lady give Zhou Yuan a red envelope, and Zhou Yuan had to stare at the red envelope for a few seconds before she smiled and accepted it. Why was everyone there?

Bragging hard, never leaving the old lady behind when bragging, and when the other party was bragging too far, she would step on her twice to cover her.

Because this old lady may be a ghost, a ghost who doesn't realize that she is a ghost.

The family cannot see her or hear her voice, but they can feel her and see what she is holding. For others, giving out red envelopes is like a stack of red envelopes floating in the air, and suddenly taking one out and handing it to yourself.

That's why I was stunned for a few seconds to judge whether this was for me.

So whenever the old lady does something or takes something, everyone's eyes are focused on the items, not the old lady.

Even the bragging may have been done specifically to the old lady, because judging from the reactions of the whole family, it seemed that only the old lady took everyone's bragging seriously.

The old lady is making rice pudding in the kitchen.

The rice pudding can be very simple or complex. The rice pudding made by the old lady is obviously a very complicated version.

Jiang Qi watched the old lady put the soaked glutinous rice into the rice cooker and began to steam the glutinous rice, and then took the lotus seeds, red dates, kumquat preserves, longan meat, honey cherries, honey winter melon, barley rice, melon seeds and other fruit ingredients.

Take it out and put it into small bowls.

While steaming the rice, the old lady patiently removed the pits and chopped all kinds of dates, chopped the dried osmanthus, added some sugar and honey, and mixed it into the prepared bean paste filling.

The rest of the ingredients were either chopped, shredded, or cut in half. There were not many but many varieties. The old lady handled these ingredients patiently one by one, waiting for the glutinous rice to be steamed.

After the glutinous rice was steamed, the old lady mixed sugar and lard into the steamed glutinous rice. Then she took out fifteen bowls, first spread a layer of lard in the bowls, and then she processed the ones she had prepared

The ingredients are piled on the bottom of the bowl one by one, layer by layer and circle by circle, all the way to the middle.

After the ingredients on the bottom layer were arranged, the old lady spread a layer of steamed glutinous rice, filled it with bean paste filling, and spread the last layer of glutinous rice on the bottom. This was done for every bowl until fifteen bowls were completed.

After completing these steps, the old lady began to steam glutinous rice. Although the house was built very modernly, there was an earthen stove in the kitchen and the pot was big enough to steam fifteen bowls of rice at a time.

While the rice was steaming, the old lady used a normal-sized pot on another stove to cook the remaining vegetables.

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As the eight-treasure rice comes out of the pot, all the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner have been completed. The whole family is seated, and the large round table is filled with sumptuous dishes. The old lady goes back and forth to the kitchen and restaurant to serve the eight-treasure rice to everyone.

Bowls of eight-treasure rice were served in front of everyone.

Until the last bowl is served, which is my own bowl.

The old lady sat down with her bowl of eight-treasure rice and said with a smile: "I find that over the years, more and more people have come back together."

"Everyone came back last year to celebrate the New Year. It's great that everyone is back today." The old lady said with a smile. When she noticed that no one moved their chopsticks, she urged, "Let's all eat, Yuanyuan, Panpan, Xiaozhuan,

Eat vegetables.”

"The eight-treasure rice is still hot now, so you can eat it later." The old lady said this, but she took a chopstick of the eight-treasure rice first.

The white glutinous rice is stuck with black bean paste, wrapped with green plums, white lotus seeds and red dates, and it's a mouthful.

The old lady opened her mouth wide and wanted to wrap it up in one gulp, but found that she couldn't.

She can't eat.

The old lady was stunned.

She looked at her hands, the chopsticks in her hands, the glutinous rice on the chopsticks, and then at the family members on the table who all looked at her in unison, as if she understood something.

"So... am I already dead?" the old lady murmured, "Yes, I am dead. I died two months ago. How could I forget it?"

"No wonder everyone ignores me. I thought I was too old and annoyed you."

The old lady smiled and looked at her daughter who was staring in her direction but unable to stare at her and could not help but start crying.

"It's really hard for you to have to work so hard to act with me."

The old lady's body began to gradually become transparent.

Now, everyone can see her.

"Mom." Zhou Fang cried, "Mom, are you leaving?"

The eldest aunt also began to wipe her tears.

"Mom is leaving." The old lady said with a smile, "Seeing that you are doing well, I can rest assured that I will be reincarnated."

"Before I left, I always regretted that I couldn't make it to the New Year's Eve and cook eight-treasure rice for everyone. How could the ones bought outside be as delicious as the ones I made myself? It's fine now, and the last regret is over. I

You can leave with peace of mind.”

"Grandma." Zhou Yuan wanted to catch grandma, but it was in vain.

"Yuanyuan, I'm sorry, grandma can't take the supplements you brought for grandma."

"Old man, I'm leaving. Please help me take good care of everyone."

"Um."

The old lady became more and more transparent until she disappeared.
Chapter completed!