There weren't many people eating in the morning, just Song Youde and his wife, Zhang Yanping who was sleeping in, and the seventh cousin's family.
All in all, nine people.
The seventh cousin asked about the number of people and re-evaluated yesterday's food intake, so he and the seventh grandma started cooking without saying a word, washing rice and lighting a fire.
Those who do farm work should not drink anything thin early in the morning, otherwise they will lose energy.
Song Tan just got up, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but laugh:
"Cousin Seven, why did you ask Grandma Seven to come into the kitchen? Didn't I spend one salary to hire two people? It's a big advantage."
The seventh cousin then said with an arrogant tone:
"It's just your salary of three melons and two dates. Isn't that what it means? Let your seventh grandma do the work. When you get older, you can't move. Once you don't move, you will be wasted."
This is true.
If the elderly in the village slowly stop working, no matter whether they are unable to work or simply don’t want to work, their health will deteriorate very quickly.
However, what is the salary of three melons and two dates?
Song Tanxin said: Uncle Zhang on the mountain only gets two thousand a month!
But she didn't say anything else. She just said to Song Sancheng: "Dad, you guys have been tired for the past two days. Don't work today. I will go to my grandpa's house to pick up the pig food later. You can put it at home."
Let’s call the bamboo shoots one by one.”
In the past, Song Sancheng would definitely have said: How can my daughter do such a job?
But now, his face is full of smiles: "Oh, my girl is still filial! Okay, don't worry, your bamboo shoot dad will definitely take care of it for you!"
When we went to the house of grandparents, Song Youde had just come back from outside, with some wet soil on his feet. Now he looked at the vast sky and said firmly: "It will definitely rain today. Tantan, you still go to sell
Food?"
"Sell!" Song Tan was more sure than him: "It won't rain much today. Besides, I have informed everyone in the group."
"Okay." No one in the village took the rain seriously: "Just remember to wear a hat."
Grandma skillfully scooped out the bucket full of pig food with a big ladle. At this moment, through the pig food, she seemed to be able to see her big fat piggy...
"Tan Tan, I've been raising this little pig for more than half a month. I see it's growing very fast. It's getting warmer soon, so there's no need to cook the pig food anymore?"
Mix some wheat bran and rice bran with water and mix it with other messy things, and the pigs can still eat it.
"Yes," Song Tan nodded:
"Grandma, you should have reminded me a long time ago, but I forgot and made you work hard for so long."
“What’s so hard about this!” Wang Lifen smiled so hard that she couldn’t even see her teeth: “Only when you have something to do every day will your life be complete!”
"Besides, that little pig is too small. It won't hurt to eat pig food for a few more days. It's safe."
Song Youde was scraping the mud under his rubber shoes with a piece of bamboo. At this moment, he also said happily: "Tan Tan, have you gone to see the fields? The seedlings that were just removed yesterday look different today.
, this year is guaranteed to be a good year!”
Song Tan thought, can he not grow strong?
Yesterday, I climbed up the back mountain in the middle of the night. The first few hours were allocated to peach trees, and the last few hours were allocated to fields.
The King, Dabao and Dabao were all happy, but only the Three and Four Treasures in Chestnut Forest felt aggrieved.
Tonight, we must have both rain and dew!
Alas, the top is spinning during the day, and the top is spinning at night!
If there is not a good harvest, all the faces that are more than a hundred years old will be torn off and trampled on!
It's a pity that no one understands this pain.
Song Youde thought about it:
"Is there any other work to do this morning? If nothing happens, I will take some nets and go to the ditch to catch fish. Yesterday, when the water was released, many fish washed down."
Song Tan wanted to sigh again when talking about this.
If you want the fish to grow well, the spiritual energy of the two ponds is indispensable. I am like a sponge that is tightly grasped by people. Every drop comes out in the east and a drop comes out in the west. It is really squeezed out.
She thought for a while:
"Don't worry, grandpa, you and dad can set up a few large stoves for my seventh cousin at the door. For our family to eat, it's better to be more spacious."
Although they only have nine people at full capacity, if they really let go, they can still have the appetite of ten or twenty people. It's not like they keep asking the seventh cousin to huddle in his kitchen.
"OK."
Song Youde looked at the sky: "Then you go sell vegetables early today. Your father and I will build a shed and build a stove in the morning. It will probably rain in the afternoon. Then we will go and see your seventh cousin's old house.
How to fix it inside."
Grandma Wang Lifen was still a little confused: "Isn't it...not busy now?"
The past few days had been as busy as a war, and she was a little anxious when picking tea leaves.
Now it's quiet enough to say it's quiet, but I'm still a little at a loss.
After thinking about it, he quickly tied the basket again: "Isn't this meal ready yet? I'll go for a walk on the tea mountain first."
Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "Grandma, if you just go around twice, I will only give you a salary of 100 yuan a day. Why bother? You have to be lazy when you should be lazy."
Wang Lifen also laughed: "Why are you being lazy when you help your granddaughter? But if you go around Chashan and come back for dinner, you won't be able to do much work...otherwise I will help you feed the pigs."
Ouch, I don’t dare to do this.
The mountain road is not easy to walk on, and her grandmother's small body may not be able to withstand carrying such a heavy pig food bucket.
Song Tan thought for a while: "I see that there are a lot of wild vegetables growing in the back mountain. Grandma, if you are free, you can help dig them back."
On the peach grove side, because the soil has just been plowed and exposed to the sun, the grass roots will not germinate so quickly.
But around the area where the spiritual energy has escaped, the wild vegetables are growing beautifully. Even though it is clear now, there are still fresh and tender sprouts growing.
——I’d be embarrassed if I didn’t eat it.
However, grandma thought for a moment: "Ask your mother to go and take some time to rest. I'd better go pick tea, and I'll get paid."
Song Tan:......
This one hundred yuan salary is really useful.
She picked up the pig food bucket and went back, only to see that Wu Lan and Song Sancheng had already called Zhang Yanping and Qiao Qiao, and the four of them were weighing and packing at the same time. They were really fast.
Looking at the kitchen, smoke was curling up, and Grandma Qi was sitting in front of the stove, constantly adding fire to the stove.
The fragrant rice was cooking in the pot, and on one side stood the seventh cousin. At this moment, he was holding a handful of sour cowpeas that he had dug out from somewhere, and he was chopping them up with a flash of knife!
Then chop the sour cowpea into fine pieces.
I picked out the leftover chilies from yesterday, chopped them up, and beat a bowl of eggs.
Finally, I searched around the kitchen again, picked out a few yellow cabbage, and directly fried the garlic cloves.
When the vegetables were fried, the rice here had bloomed. The seventh cousin skillfully held the ladle, scooped up the excess rice soup, and then slowly simmered the rice with the remaining fire.
The rice soup was not wasted. I put it in the pot directly, added some chopped milkvetch in the refrigerator, and cracked two eggs into it. The clear rice soup with green leaves and yellow flowers was so tempting!
Everyone quickly put their hands on the table and looked at the three dishes and one soup in front of them. It was obviously not luxurious, but it was more than enough, but everyone present swallowed their saliva.
how to say?
Now that we have a chef, this breakfast is finally not a fool!