Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua spent the whole afternoon picking up bamboo shells in the bamboo forest. It wasn't until Song Qiu's backpack was so packed that they couldn't squeeze any more, then the two of them left the mountain and returned to the original route.
Back at the front of the mountain, Song Qiu quickly helped Zhang Lihua pick up half a basket of mountain mushrooms. The sun also set, and the two of them went down the mountain to go home together.
Not long after Lao Yuan came back from a neighboring village, he couldn't help but feel strange when he saw Song Qiu coming back carrying a basket of spotted bamboo shells on his back.
Song Qiu winked with Zhang Lihua, watched her enter her yard, and then carried the basket on her back to the house.
"Aqiu, what's the use of picking up so many bamboo shells?" Old Yuan asked after following the house.
Song Qiu put down the backpack, freed up the squished bamboo shells inside and stacked them in the corner with a wooden board on the floor. He explained to Old Yuan: "I have a lot of use for this bamboo shell, and I'm going to bring it."
Make a delicacy that is easy to sell during the Dragon Boat Festival.”
Listening to this, Mrs. Yuan couldn't figure out what to eat with this bamboo shell, but she thought that Ah Qiu had been cooking these days, and the taste of the food was undeniable. Her family, Ah Qiu, was talented in cooking.
I can't tell you what kind of food I can actually come up with.
They are just some bamboo shells, and they cost nothing. Once the children pick them up, they can leave them alone.
Thinking like this, Old Yuan didn't ask any more questions and turned to talk about the flowing water mat of the Cheng family today.
"There are eight big dishes! There are chicken, fish, duck, and meat. A big bowl of braised pork. It's fragrant! It's said to be made by the chef of the best restaurant in town. There's no need to say how delicious it is. Ming
You'll know when you go to eat my baby's milk. People at the table are all rushing to eat, and we can't even finish one round. Lihua and I sat for one more round! Fortunately, we can sit casually, otherwise we will be scorched, baby, don't you?
You know, some people even ride more than three rounds!"
After putting the bamboo shells away, Song Qiu waved his arms, went to the table to pour some cold water to drink, and said.
Old Yuan couldn't help but nod his head as he listened, "Well, with a family as big as the Cheng family, it's natural to hire a chef from the town. They are the only one in our ten-mile-eight villages who are so generous. I heard that the opera troupe also sings
It has to be lively?"
"The family where I delivered the baby left a sister-in-law passing by. Her husband-in-law, mother-in-law and other family members also went there. It was very lively."
The opera troupe sang naturally and lively, and even Song Qiu, who didn't like to listen to operas, could tell whether the singing was lively or not.
She nodded, then when she heard this, she couldn't help but click her tongue, "My wife is giving birth to a baby, so my husband still has the heart to go to a banquet and watch the fun?"
Speaking of this, Mrs. Yuan's expression became calm, and her tone was rather contemptuous but she was used to it, "That family didn't care about their wives, and the man also listened to his mother. The woman was in pain for most of the day.
The baby was born the next afternoon, and it was a girl. When the mother-in-law came back, her face dropped when she saw her, and the man was not very happy either."
Old Yuan has been delivering babies for half his life and has seen many such things.
When a woman gives birth, it is a matter of stepping through the door of hell. If her mother-in-law and husband care about her, she is naturally blessed, and there are those who are not blessed. After a hard work, they will end up in a bad situation.
I have seen this kind of thing so many times that I really don’t know what to say. She is just a midwife, so she can’t talk about other people’s affairs.
All we can do is try our best to allow the woman who is giving birth to give birth to her child safely.
"So, this woman should be careful when marrying. If she marries the wrong person, she will never be able to get out of it for the rest of her life." Old Yuan sighed, thinking that her granddaughter was already thirteen, and she did not shy away from such things. I just want my granddaughter to think about it in her mind.
Song Qiu listened and thought about the later generations when equality was advocated for all. Things like pregnant women killing one and two were common. The preference for boys over girls was a commonplace, not to mention the more feudal ancient times.
A woman should keep her eyes open when getting married. She believed that and couldn't help but nodded.
Seeing the serious look on her granddaughter's face, Lao Yuan couldn't help laughing because she was afraid of getting married, and said: "Don't worry, Aqiu, I have a baby, and her eyes are bright! I will definitely help you take care of it." , I won’t marry you off casually!”
Song Qiu: "..." Why are you talking about her again?
Song Qiu was a little speechless, but what she expected to see in her heart was her marriage.
In later generations, she can remain unmarried until she is twenty-seven or eighty years old. Here, if she can survive past twenty, she will be anxious, right?
If she said that she would never marry for the rest of her life, she would probably be dumbfounded and chase her for three days and three nights.
So forget it, and she has no intention of staying unmarried and becoming a nun for the rest of her life.
But it would be nice to take the opportunity to get some benefits.
"Then you have agreed that you can't just marry me off!" Song Qiu blinked.
Old Yuan nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely ask you to nod before agreeing."
Song Qiu felt happy when she got the right word. This way she wouldn't be afraid that she would agree to someone else regardless of her thoughts. How great would it be if she could decide for herself who she wanted to marry and when?
The family who delivered the baby today was stingy, and they added another girl. They only gave her two copper coins and a handful of beans to celebrate the birth, let alone expect to get some good food to greet her.
Old Yuan had eaten a bowl of vegetable soup and a rough steamed bun for lunch, and he was already very hungry.
Song Qiu immediately started to prepare dinner for dinner. He cooked the long bean porridge first and put it in the iron pot at the back to continue cooking. The only thing he picked up this morning was some mountain mushrooms, which couldn't be sold tomorrow anyway, so he boiled them all. Water, let most of it dry to make dry food, and the rest will be fried and eaten tonight.
Song Qiu poured half a pot of water into the large pot, waited for the water to boil, poured the cleaned and shredded mountain mushrooms into the pot and blanched them, and added a few cloves of garlic.
Garlic is anti-toxic. If you want to know whether the fungus is poisonous, just look at the blanched garlic. If the garlic does not turn green in the end, then the fungus is definitely not poisonous.
These are all words passed down from our ancestors, and they are absolutely unmistakable.
While the pot was blanching, Song Qiu quickly went out and picked a handful of chili peppers.
Old Yuan looked at it, thinking that ever since Aqiu was in charge of cooking, the peppers in their garden had never been neglected! They used to pound eggplants and eat them, but now they eat them in a different way.
Having tasted the craftsmanship, Lao Yuan now doesn't say a word no matter what Song Qiu cooks, she just eats it, it is always delicious.
The peppers were washed and cut into small hobs, and the garlic and ginger were sliced. The mushrooms in the pot were also boiled. Song Qiu took the pick and picked up the mushrooms. The few cloves of garlic did not turn green.
Then scoop out the water in the pot. When the pot is red, add a spoonful of oil to the pot.
The most important thing about frying mushrooms is the amount of oil. Old Yuan looked at the spoonful of oil and felt a little distressed, but it was okay, not as distressed as at first.
Heat the oil in the pot. Song Qiu puts the garlic and ginger slices in and stir-fry until the flavor is infused. Then he adds the chopped chili and stir-fry. When the unique spiciness of the chili comes out, he pours all the mountain mushrooms in. If this is the case,
Sometimes if there is bean paste, it will be more fragrant.
It's a pity that it didn't happen. Song Qiu thought about the chili peppers outside. It's not the time yet. He smiled, knowing what he was doing, and continued to dance with the spatula.