After leaving Zhou Yang's house, when Zhang An passed the door of Mr. Zhang, he was stopped by Mrs. Zhang.
"Xiao An, come here and I'll tell you."
After Zhang An heard this, he walked into the courtyard of the second grandmother's house.
"Master, milk, what's wrong?"
When Mrs. Zhang saw Zhang An come in, she brought a big bowl out of the house.
"I've dried some small fish in the past two days. You can take it back and ask Mom to fry it for you."
This big bowl is filled with dried small fish, which are very small, as big as the heads of chopsticks.
Especially the fried small fish with green pepper, which is what Zhang An has loved to eat since he was a child.
In that era when there was little meat and no oil was needed for cooking.
This stuff is very fragrant when fried with a little bit of rapeseed oil, and the smell can drift out even if the windows are closed.
Not only does it smell fragrant, but it also tastes like meat when eaten.
This kind of small dried fish is also sold by many people during the market in the town.
And the price is quite expensive. They are weighed in twos. It is not cheaper than meat.
However, if you ask for a pound of meat or a pound of dried fish, everyone will definitely choose dried fish.
Because this stuff is a big bag per kilogram, it can feed the whole family for a long time, and it’s not the kind of eating that involves digging around.
So it’s not unreasonable for people to sell for two.
There are many fish that can be used to dry small fish, but everyone generally prefers to use small freshwater fish that do not grow very large.
They are no bigger than a finger, and the smaller they are, the more delicious they taste.
Therefore, in a place like Changqing Village where there are rivers and ditches everywhere, it is during this period of June and July.
Everyone takes advantage of the slack season to catch small fish with a scoop and make them into dried fish.
For everyone, the money that can be saved will never be spent.
"My father has been fishing for the past two days. Why didn't you call me?"
Zhang An did not refuse the old lady's wishes, but readily accepted them.
This is the old man's love for his grandson. If he refuses, the old lady will be heartbroken.
"No, your Uncle Jianzhong went to catch them. Then he brought them in a bucket and I dried them in the sun."
Seeing Zhang An accept it, the old lady was very happy.
"Xiao An, it's better to drink less alcohol in the future. If you drink too much, your head will feel uncomfortable."
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Zhang An's body, the old lady felt a little sorry for her grandson.
It's not that I don't want Zhang An to drink, I just want to let Zhang An have a good drink.
After all, everyone in the family, from the oldest to the youngest, can have a few sips, but when it comes to wine, drinking less is good, but drinking more is harmful.
"You know, I'll drink less next time."
Zhang An naturally listened to the old lady's advice.
Back home, Wang Fang cooked a bowl of hangover soup for Zhang An.
She just saw Zhang An drinking a lot, even though she knew her son had a good drinking capacity.
But after drinking so much, you will definitely feel uncomfortable even if you are not drunk.
Zhang An wasn't drunk at all, and he didn't like drinking hangover soup at all.
But Wang Fang didn't care so much, she just looked at him and placed the bowl in front of him.
What else could he do? This was all his mother's love. Zhang An could only hold the bowl and hold his nose and suffocate.
Instantly, your mouth is filled with a variety of flavors, including sour, spicy, salty and astringent.
After watching Zhang An obediently finish the sobering soup, Wang Fang went to feed the pigs with satisfaction.
Normally, the pigs would have been fed dinner by now.
But today Zhang An'an's family went to Zhou Yang's house to help, so they came back a little late.
I drank a lot, and the sweat on my body now smells of alcohol.
After Zhang An took a cold shower, he returned to the room and fell on the bed.
I don't know whether it was due to drinking or why, but Zhang An found that the bed was uncomfortable no matter how he slept.
The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently. I didn't feel it when I lived in a tile-roofed house before.
After all, there is ventilation throughout the tile-roofed house, so it won't feel too stuffy.
Zhang An felt uncomfortable sleeping, and it was not until he opened the windows and doors wide that he felt a little more comfortable.
Listening to the sound of frogs coming from the rice fields outside the window, and feeling the cool breeze blowing from the fields.
Zhang An lay on the bed and fell asleep quietly without knowing it.
When I woke up again, it was already bright and there was the sound of people talking on the road outside.
With his sleepy eyes open, Zhang An looked at the time on his hand and realized that it was already past nine o'clock.
Zhang An sat up and stretched. He slept very comfortably last night and now he felt relaxed.
If it had gone better, Zhang An might have stayed in bed for a while.
But today Zhang An woke up and got up immediately because he was very energetic right now.
"Dad, Mom, where are you going?"
Zhang An looked at his parents, carrying small backpacks on their backs, as if they were about to go out.
"Let's go to the town to catch up. If it's cool in the morning, go early and come back early."
Hearing his mother say that he was going to the market, Zhang An looked at the calendar on the shrine, and sure enough it was Sunday again.
"Then you wait for me to wash your face, and I'll take you there."
Zhang An took a towel and toothbrush and prepared to go to the yard to wash up.
"We'll go by carriage, so don't worry about it."
Now there are several carriage pullers in the village, and they all have two carriages.
One specializes in pulling people, the other specializes in pulling goods.
This kind of busy day is the best time for them to open their business.
It is no exaggeration to say that there are not as many cars on the road as horse-drawn carriages.
This has almost formed a unique landscape.
Originally, some people wanted to use their cattle to pull carts, but the speed of the carts was too slow.
The temperament of an old ox is like that. No matter how hard you drive it, it will always be slow, so few people want to ride in an ox cart.
The horse is different. As long as the owner doesn't starve it, it will still run very diligently.
Sometimes, because the horse is running too fast, you have to tighten the reins to slow it down.
After hearing his mother say to take a carriage, Zhang An gave up the idea of going to the town.
Unlike others, Zhang An is not very willing to go to the market, and he won't go anyway if he can't.
Because going to the market now is different from that in later generations. There are too many people.
The whole street is crowded with people squeezing in and out.
Moreover, today's Daji is not like later generations, and the sanitary environment is relatively poor.
To put it bluntly, the criss-crossing roads in Changqing Village are cleaner than those there.
Generally, Wang Fang and the others would buy whatever the family needed.
Zhang An was alone at home and didn't go out either.
I started reading in the yard with a book in hand. This is a new book I brought back recently.
The above are some things about forest musk deer breeding and scent extraction.
Previously, Zhang An thought about going to Zhu Yuliang and others to ask about this matter.
Who knows that although they are in charge of agriculture, forestry and ecology, they have no use for these things, so they don't know how to do it either.
But it is not a vain question, even though Zhu Yuliang himself does not understand this aspect.
But in the end, Old Man Zhu found some books on forest musk deer breeding for Zhang An, as well as a set of tools for extracting incense.
The books of this era are different from those of later generations. There are real things in them.
Many books of later generations have been cut out too much, and you can only learn half a bucket of water.
Zhang An thought about it, and when he understood it, he pulled the Bohu at home to dig out the musk.
This guy hasn't picked up incense for so long, so there should be a lot of it.
Studying time always passes quickly. Zhang An felt that it had not been long before it was already noon.
Looking at the time, Zhang An estimated that his parents who were going to the venue would be back soon.
So Zhang An put down the book in his hand and started making lunch.
Zhang Anke has not forgotten the bowl of small fish given by his second mistress last night.
So today Zhang An not only fried corn and green beans, but also prepared to fry a bowl of dried fish with green peppers.
Although these small fish are not big, they are not tiny either.
Zhang An picked them a little and removed the internal organs from the dried fish.
Although you can eat them, the internal organs are bitter, so you have to choose them.
When life was hard in the past, Wang Fang would not put in more fish every time she fried it.
So every time you eat, the green pepper and oil at the bottom of the bowl must be mixed with rice.
Zhang An took matters into his own hands today, so he let go and picked a full plate.
Wash the selected small fish a little to wash away the dust they came into contact with during drying.
But don't wash them too much, otherwise they will break easily. After all, these small fish have been dried and crispy in the sun.
Wash the small fish, drain the water, wait until the oil is hot enough, add it to the pot, stir-fry gently until deep-fried, then pour it out and set aside.
Then stir-fry the minced green pepper and garlic, then add the fried fish and stir-fry together.
For green peppers, Zhang An doesn't like to eat too big pieces, so he chops them into smaller pieces.
Soon, the aroma of green pepper and minced garlic was stir-fried into the small fish.
Zhang An couldn't stand the smell, so he picked up the chopsticks and gave himself two first.
"You are cooking, but I still want to come back and cook."
As soon as the vegetables were cooked, Zhang An saw his parents coming back.
"Hey, where did you get the little fish?"
Seeing Zhang An coming out with a plate of small fish, Wang Fang was a little curious.
In the past, I would get some at home from time to time, and fry some from time to time.
But then life got better and the family ate meat every day, and Wang Fang didn't buy small fish for a long time.
"Second Grandma gave this to me last night, and I fired it today."
When he came back last night, Zhang An conveniently put it on the table and forgot to tell his parents.
"I haven't eaten this little fish for a while, but it tastes quite delicious."
It is indeed a long time, at least more than two years.
After returning from Zhang'an, my family's living standard has improved a lot.
Not only are the vegetables in the garden delicious, but there is also no shortage of meat in the refrigerator.
So this small dried fish was suddenly forgotten by Zhang An's family and went to the other side of the mountain.
"It's not that it tastes good now. It was the same before. I licked the bowl clean."
This is not only a good choice for eating, but also for drinking.
People always like to remember the bitter and the sweet. After living a good life, Wang Fang began to think of the bitter days again.
After dinner in the afternoon, Zhang An ate watermelon under the tree, enjoying the coolness, feeling very relaxed and at ease.
"Brother, please teach me how to do my homework."
Xiao Yanzi ran over with two summer vacation homework books and asked Zhang An to teach her.
"Come Yanzi, eat a piece of melon first and then do your homework."
Zhang An handed a piece of watermelon to the little girl, then moved a small table and chairs from home to help the little girl do her homework.
This set of low tables was made by Zhang An after he learned carpentry.
The height is just right for the little girl to use as a special desk, after all, she comes here often.
Under the big tree, I watched the little girl do her homework seriously.
"Brother, how do you calculate this?"
Zhang An heard the little girl calling him and turned his head to look at the question she asked. The question was 35+26-41=?
In the second volume of mathematics in first grade, you should learn addition and subtraction within one hundred.
Zhang An is quite clear about the little girl's learning level.
She recognizes numbers within one hundred very clearly, and has mastered all the contents in the book. Simple addition and subtraction are not difficult for her.
But such a relatively complicated calculation makes her a bit muggle.
Zhang An pondered for a while, thinking about how to teach her.
Because the questions the little girl just asked were complex calculations of this type.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang An had an idea.
"Yanzi, wait for me and I will make you a little toy."
As Zhang An said this, he went home and found a pile of sorghum poles.
Cut into small pieces with a knife, and then string them together with needle and thread.
No more, no less, exactly one hundred.
This is what the children in the village will do in a few years.
With this, you no longer have to worry about addition and subtraction within one hundred.
"Here, Yanzi, my brother will teach you.
The first is thirty-five, then count thirty-five.
Then add twenty-six, then count twenty-six more roots inside.
If you need to subtract forty-one at the end, then count forty-one.
All that’s left is the answer you need in the end.”
Zhang An taught the little girl how to calculate chips step by step, and then asked the little girl to do the math herself.
Sure enough, after the little girl got this thing, she didn't ask Zhang An any more questions.
All your worries will be solved and your learning problems will be easily solved.
Originally, Zhang An wanted to teach her the vertical pose, but they haven't learned it yet. This is something that should be learned in the second and third grade.
If I forcefully teach her now, the little one may not be able to change her mind.
Moreover, many of the questions in this summer homework are a bit over the top.
Just like this one, it is obviously not a first-grade knowledge point.
With this thing, the little girl will count carefully when she encounters something she doesn't know how to do.
No wonder people say that daughters were better behaved when they were young. This is not without reason.
After the holiday, the little girl knew that she had summer homework, but even if she didn't know how to do it, she came over to see Zhang An.
If you were a boy, who would give you the peace of mind to do your homework at home?
After the holidays, we stayed away from home all day, living in groups of three and five.
Either go up the mountain to dig out bird's nests, or take a bath in the water.
Li Yao, who lives next door, is educated by Zhou Lan every day because of this.
Several small bamboo strips were broken, but they could not be repaired.
If Li Yao could be like Xiao Yanzi, then Zhou Lan would really be able to save a lot of worry.
Sure enough, no one can stand talking about it.
As soon as Zhang An was thinking about Li Yao, Zhou Lan came over to Zhang An's house to talk to Wang Fang.
As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Lan saw two brothers and a sister doing their homework under the tree.
Then he walked straight towards the tree. The usually obedient and well-behaved swallow was very popular.
Moreover, the little girl and Li Yao sat at the same table in the school, and Zhou Lanke asked her a lot about Li Yao's activities in the school.
Because of Zhang An's relationship, Li Yao respected this little aunt very much and obeyed her words.
So usually in school, when Li Yao is acting lawless, the little girl is in charge.
Now she saw Xiao Yanzi who was seriously immersed in her homework, and Zhou Lan liked it even more.
I was thinking about whether my husband and I should have another daughter as well-behaved as a swallow.
"Swallow is doing his homework, he's so good."
Zhou Lan came over and looked at the little girl doing her homework.
"Sister-in-law."
The little girl also called Zhou Lan in a crisp voice.
Originally Zhou Lan was just thinking about looking through where Yanzi had written.
But after some time, I found that the little girl had almost finished her math, and her handwriting was still so neat.
Compared with the calligraphy written by my Taibao, there is a huge difference.
I would like to apologize to everyone. Mercury has been retrograde recently. It turns out that I have been practicing Tom Yum Kung when others are Yang. Unexpectedly, I have suffered a serious illness in the past two days. I thought it was a small cold. I didn’t expect that I won the bid by just doing a nucleic acid test.
I was thinking about coding last night, but looking at the computer screen made me want to vomit, so I just updated the previous chapter first and will make up for it later.