During the period after the Qingming Festival, my family rarely seemed to be at all leisurely.
Of course, this leisure is limited. For example, Wulan still goes to the mountains to pick tea every day, working tirelessly.
Song Sancheng led others to tidy up the seventh cousin's house. Wulan also helped pack up all the old cotton quilts and asked Song Tan to take them to the town to play them again.
The sun had been shining warmly all day, and that night, Grandma Qi and Cousin Qi couldn't wait to go home and go to bed.
In fact, when I sleep at Song Tan's house, I sleep soundly and deeply, and wake up feeling refreshed in the morning!
But even though I slept comfortably, I always felt a little uncomfortable before going to bed. After all the old sayings: a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
The old couple are even more unaccustomed to it.
So when I returned home, there were two layers of thick mattresses and old coarse cloth sheets spread out. After all, the temperature in the countryside was still a bit low, especially since they were older and a little afraid of the cold.
Cover it with a thin quilt...
Early the next morning, the old couple came over holding their cheeks.
"what happened?"
Song Tan went to the Chestnut Garden early in the morning to feed the dogs. Taking advantage of the early morning dew and no one there, the spiritual energy spread, which meant that the rain and dew were evenly distributed.
The chestnuts are already lush and green, with fresh green leaves stretched out and stacked on top of each other on the branches, which is particularly lively.
In the middle of the leaves, long strips of flower buds are looming, and they will bloom soon. It must be a good year.
On top of the fence surrounding the edge of the garden, Song Sancheng secured the golden cherry tree with its slender branches with a rope, and climbed up quite sensibly.
The tender leaves on the top are stretched out, the purple-red tender stems on the bottom are strong and fat, and the flower buds the size of fingernails are looming, making it full of vitality.
There are three treasures and four treasures in the luxurious dog house in the garden. During this period, they have done a very good job in their duties. Song Tan stayed with them for a while, and then reluctantly left.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw the old couple looking like this, and I couldn't help but be curious.
The seventh cousin hummed:
"I'm on fire."
Got angry?
But think about it carefully, there was nothing particularly irritating about what you ate yesterday, right?
Zhang Yanping snickered: "Seventh cousin, did you secretly soak ginseng at night? Why is it so dangerous to get angry?" Especially at such an old age, the body's reaction is generally much slower, but I didn't expect the reaction to be so strong now.
The seventh cousin became even more angry: "What do you young people know? I just said that the quilt can't be dried in the sun at once! It can't be dried in the sun! It's all covered in the sun. Good guy, how hot is the sun! My gums will be swollen overnight.
Already."
Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded: "Doesn't basking in the sun kill mites? Seventh cousin, you can't blame others for getting angry."
Song Sancheng actually laughed: "Yan Ping, you don't understand. It's easy to get angry if you cover yourself with a quilt in the sun at night. It's the sun's fire. People who are weak can't stand it. Cousin, let me grab a handful of wild chrysanthemums for you."
Bubble bar?”
The seventh cousin waved his hand: "I drink tea, and I don't care about your wild chrysanthemums."
I made breakfast in a hurry, turned around and called Qiao Qiao with a small shovel: "Let's go dig vegetables."
After thinking about it, I was now a salaried person, so I had to give my boss some respect, so I asked in a pretentious manner: "Is it okay to eat dandelions for lunch? It will make me angry."
Isn’t this asking for nothing? If the chef cooks delicious food, then of course everyone can eat whatever he cooks.
Only Zhang Yanping once again lamented the colorful life in his hometown - he picked up ground vegetables after the heavy rain last time, but he chose not to talk about it all morning, and today he has to dig dandelions again.
"The entire village's species have been eaten..."
He muttered, but spontaneously picked up a small basket and went out with Qiao Qiao.
Song Sancheng was tightening the handle of the shovel in his hand. At this moment, he said with a smile: "Yan Ping is very diligent."
Song Tan chuckled: He is looking for business opportunities everywhere and lose weight by the way.
Besides, if he doesn't do any work after eating three big bowls, Song Tan will have to send him back.
But now she remembered again: "Dad, I think some white fungus on the mountain are almost mature. You can pick some and bring them back to taste at home."
It won't be bad anyway.
Song Sancheng stopped what he was doing and looked thoughtful: "Strange to say, everything is growing well this year. Except for the more bugs, I really haven't gotten sick."
“I remember when I was growing Tremella fuciformis, it was easy to get gray mold. I would scrape a small piece of bamboo on the tree every day just to remove the mold. Finally, I would apply lime water to disinfect it... This
It's better to fall down, it will save trouble."
As for the white fungus, he used to turn it over to air out every day and was paying close attention to it!
"I took a look, I didn't pick much in the first crop this time, and it was only a pound or two after drying."
That's quite a lot.
Song Tan muttered: "These things are sold by the gram online."
But there is another thing——
"Over there in the chestnut orchard, black fungus and white fungus are placed under half of the trees, and the other half is empty. What do you think we should plant?"
Now that there is no urgent work at hand, Song Sancheng no longer resists planting. Anyway, he can plant anything, as long as it is not sweet potatoes.
He thought for a while: "How about growing more beans, soybeans are indispensable."
This is true.
It can also be used to grind soy milk, grind tofu and pick out bean skin, bean dregs can even be used for cooking.
Of course, if you don’t want to fry, you can also feed chickens and pigs, or press oil.
OK!
Song Tan decided: "Are there still any soybeans that were planted last time? I ordered the beans while no one was there in the morning."
Song Sancheng thought for a while and then picked up the hoe: "The land was plowed last time, but it rained heavily now. I'll plow a little more in front, and you can follow behind and sow the seeds."
Song Tan was now much stronger than Song Sancheng. She took the hoe without leaving a trace, and then stuffed a small bag of soybeans into it! "Dad, let me do it."
In the blink of an eye, the whole yard was empty again.
The three little native dogs walked around in the yard several times and found no one there, so they snorted and began to dig around among the debris again.
On this side, the seventh cousin spotted an unattended field and walked over it, stepping on the green ridges that were also covered with grass roots.
Even though Grandma Qi was angry, she was in a good mood. She was still in the mood to coax her children:
"Qiaoqiao, do you want to eat the grass roots? Grandma will dig them up for you."
Qiao Qiao nodded happily: "Eat."
Grandma Qi took advantage of the situation and shoveled the shovel on the field ridge, and she dug out several tender white cogon grass roots.
This grass root tastes sweet when chewed. It is perfect for country children to use to pass the time when they were young.
Grandma Qi washed a handful of Imperata roots in the ditch with water and prepared them for Qiao Qiao. Thinking about it now that she is used to using tap water, her child’s belly may not be as strong as it was when she was a child...
