Hutu noodles, as the name suggests, are boiled noodles until they are soft and soft, served with unique sesame leaves, chopped peanuts, chili oil and chopped green onion noodles underneath...
At this moment, there was a big bowl full of sticky rice. Everyone who ate it was sweating and felt comfortable all over.
Those who have never tried it can never imagine the satisfaction brought by the high starch and high calories! Song Tan, who is picky like me, also finished a large bowl today.
Speaking of which, she has been back for more than two months, and her picky eating habits have gradually improved.
Of course, compared with the minimum appetite of the other Lao Song family who often start with two large bowls, this appetite is still not worth mentioning, but it is already a lot better.
However, dinner was finished, and at 7:30, the newly installed large light bulbs in the yard turned on again, and the aunts from the village came here one after another.
There was no way around it. There were quite a lot of Tremella collected in the afternoon, and it took me a while to finish them.
Naturally, this thing needs to be dried as early as possible. Everyone can't go to bed so early anyway, so they might as well work two hours of night shift at night to earn some money, so that they can be put away early.
So the yard of grandpa’s house is now full of decorations.
There was a layer of clean plastic film spread on the ground, and large baskets of white fungus were poured on it. The aunts moved small benches next to the plastic film and sat in a line. They each selected the pile of white fungus in front of them, holding sharp knives and quickly
Cut out the dry and hard fungi and sawdust on the top, as well as the yellow and old corners.
Everyone is used to farm work. Although they were not very skilled at it at first, after doing it for about 10 minutes, they got started quickly.
After a while, there were fewer and fewer white fungi on the film, while more and more were piled in the basket in front of them.
After the white fungus is collected, it needs to be cleaned and sorted, and then it can be spread out one by one on the bamboo curtain to dry.
Now that it was late at night, I was afraid of being exposed, so I had to tidy up the house. At this moment, the whole yard already felt tense and cramped.
As for the leftover scraps that everyone picked up, the seventh cousin and grandma had many tasks every day, and they didn’t have the energy to carefully pick them right now.
Aunt Lianhua had a busy day but refused to stop.
Even though Song Tan tried to persuade her to go back several times, she refused to listen at all. Now she simply pushed the paralyzed old lady at home over, and then put a big basin in front of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which was full of scraps and scraps that everyone had cut.
Leftovers.
The old lady was old and her eyes were a little drowsy, but now there were so many people in the yard, and everyone was laughing and joking. She didn't feel lonely at all, and her overall mental state had improved more than once.
At this moment, Aunt Lianhua and I were slowly sorting through the scraps in the basin in front of us. We put aside the visible scraps, cleaned them a little, and then spread them flat to dry.
Aunt Lianhua was reluctant to eliminate those that she really couldn't watch. When Song Tan was out of the yard alone, she quietly asked if she could take a bowl home.
Logically speaking, this thing can neither be sold for money nor eaten, so it is not worth giving to Aunt Lianhua for free.
But Song Tan was afraid that setting this precedent would arouse other people's thoughts, so he decided on a number: "Okay, Aunt Lianhua, please take two kilograms back with you!"
The leftovers are heavy, and they don’t actually taste very heavy, but they are still nutritious. Aunt Lianhua has tasted them, and she is very happy now.
She secretly whispered to her mother-in-law, and as they reminisced about the taste of the white fungus soup, they became more confident and sat there picking more carefully.
After everyone finished their work and collected their wages at around 10 o'clock at night, Aunt Lianhua pushed her mother-in-law to say goodbye to Song Tan.
She opened the plastic bag she was carrying and showed it to Song Tan: "I just showed it to Qiao Qiao. It's two pounds."
Song Tan was a little stunned
No, it's because Aunt Lianhua is too honest. There isn't even a piece of crystal-white white fungus in this bag, it's all the yellowed and hard leftovers.
It stands to reason that what everyone has cut off has the root, but there are also a lot of broken ears on the edges! But how...
She reached out and pulled the bag down, then went back to the small warehouse to take a look——
really!
On the bamboo curtains stacked up on the shelves in the house, apart from some intact Tremella fuciformis of uneven sizes, the top layer was clearly covered with layers of gauze. Those shredded Tremella fuciformis were like a layer of broken snowflakes.
They were all spread out individually on top to dry.
This made Song Tan feel a little uncomfortable.
It’s true that I increased Aunt Lianhua’s salary, but it’s only 2,500 yuan a month, which is not much.
Although she brought her mother-in-law to dinner, which would not be allowed in a normal work place, her mother-in-law did not wait in vain and did everything she could.
Now without saying anything, she took out a plastic bag from the side and directly put a large amount of the shredded white fungus that was drying on the gauze into it.
He estimated that it weighed about two or three kilograms, and then handed it to Aunt Lianhua:
"Auntie, it's hard for you to help our family, and our whole family will remember it in our hearts. I feel bad that you still made it so raw with a little bit of white fungus powder."
"Take it, you and grandma have worked hard in your life. I have a lot of white fungus tonic. I can stew a bowl of it at home every day to stay healthy, so that I can help us for a long time."
She laughed: "I've been running this farm for decades, and it's hard to find employees like you."
The words he said were so thoughtful and passionate, making Aunt Lianhua's heart feel filled with unspeakable warmth.
Even my paralyzed mother-in-law felt her heart tremble.
It has been decades. She, an old woman, has been paralyzed for decades. She has always felt that she is a burden to her daughter-in-law. However, she is too timid to die...
Now, just helping someone can actually help!
She eats food from Song Tan's family every day, and now her complexion is in good shape, and her hands are strong, but she knows that the food at home is really good for her.
Now he was even more embarrassed: "What are you doing with this good stuff? Keep it and sell it... don't we eat enough at home every day? Just take the leftovers and soak them in water to drink."
What she said was that the scraps were really too broken. Even the ones on her hands were only as big as a fingernail.
They were all picked out bit by bit with scissors, knives and tweezers.
That's all, even the seventh cousin couldn't bear to clean up the soup, but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could sit for two or three hours and sort them all out.
People in ancient times were not so meticulous when picking bird's nests!
They deserve these things.
The solar street lights in the village are still bright at this moment, the road back is flat and stable, and the lonely and lonely sound of the wheelchair is particularly clear in this quiet night.
Aunt Lianhua took a deep breath: "Mom, we have to eat and drink every day... I think I still have to work hard. The house will be built tomorrow. I don't want a salary increase, so I'll just clean up the house as well."
They cherish the work at home and know what is good.