Do you have the custom of eating Ciba on the winter solstice?

It is said that the solstice in winter is as big as a year. In my hometown. The solstice of winter, although not as lively as the Spring Festival. But the winter solstice festival in my hometown. Still quite unique. Eating glutinous rice is essential. Also, my hometown is an indispensable food for the winter solstice. Afternoon is also an essential project.

Winter solstice festival in rural areas. My family will make Ciba with glutinous rice grown at home. Get it done at once! This is an indispensable food for winter solstice in our hometown. It is made of glutinous rice. Dip some honey when eating. Sweet and fragrant. And some sticky teeth. Now I am away from home and haven't eaten chicken wings from my hometown for several years. So it's like. That's what the poem said. Please think twice about your relatives during the festival. I wonder what my parents cooked at home today?

The winter solstice festival in my memory. The family will kill pigs. Invite relatives over for dinner. There is also the custom of eating barbecue in my hometown. The custom of eating raw pork. The custom of eating burnt pigskin and raw skin. I see. Every time I think about rawhide, my mouth water. This dish is particularly popular in my hometown. As long as there is a special guest at home. This dish is indispensable on the dining table. The most exquisite thing about this dish is his hidden water. The biggest feature is that it is sour and spicy. So for the first time. Anyone who eats it can't stand its sour and spicy taste. But people in our hometown like to eat this dish. Sour and delicious is a good meal. This is also the favorite of young people.

Winter solstice, even if there is no killing pigs. I will also cook a hearty vegetable rice. Invite relatives to dinner at home. Drinking is indispensable at the holiday table. After three rounds of drinking. The guests have had enough to drink. So everyone started a high fire in the yard. Singing and dancing around the high fire.

Those elderly people. Around the charcoal fire. After baking, dip in honey. Chatting, parents talking and laughing.

And what about those young people? It's long gone It's gone. Bad luck befalls the square outside Cui Zilin. Dancing with young people. I didn't go home to find my mother until I was exhausted from dancing. At the end of the day. Although I am very tired, I am very happy. This is the wintering feature of the winter solstice festival in my hometown.