After eating a big bowl of noodles in the morning, the family was not too hungry, so Zhang An's family had lunch a little late.
After finishing all the preparations, Wang Fang started making rice dumplings.
There are two types of rice dumplings made in the village, white rice dumplings and meat rice dumplings.
But Zhang An didn't like white rice dumplings, so Wang Fang made all the rice dumplings filled with salty bacon stuffing.
Due to regional dietary differences, some people only like to eat sweet rice dumplings and sweet tofu, while some people only like salty rice dumplings and salty tofu.
Of course, there are a very small number of people who can eat both sweet and salty foods. For them, it is just a kind of food. It doesn’t matter whether they like it or not, as long as they can eat it.
The two have not yet begun to conflict, nor have they reached the point where the Sweet Party and the Salty Party will compete for the world in the future.
But Zhang An himself is a loyal person who supports the Salty Party. He was used to eating it when he was a child. Later, when he was in other places, although the local people ate sweet food, Zhang An still didn't get used to it.
Salty rice dumplings, salty tofu with chili pepper, are always the most delicious in Zhang An’s heart.
In fact, everyone in Changqing Village likes to eat salty rice dumplings, but in the past, because of poor family conditions, they only made white rice dumplings every time.
When Zhang An's father, Zhang Jianguo, and his generation were young, all they ate were white rice dumplings, and they were not even dipped in white sugar. The most they could do was to dip them in chili water.
That's why only now are white rice dumplings left, and old people who are used to eating rice dumplings still make some every year, which means remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness.
The rice dumplings made in the village are different from those in Guangdong and Guangxi.
Later, Zhang An saw that the rice dumplings made in Guangdong and Guangxi were long, while the ones he made in the village were triangular.
The whole family only had Zhang An's father sitting aside and watching because he didn't know how to wrap things up.
Zhang Jianguo doesn't know how to cook, let alone make dumplings or rice dumplings.
He doesn't know how to do these things, so Zhang An's Wang Fangneng has been controlling him for so many years.
In the past, when the two occasionally quarreled, Wang Fang would not cook, and Zhang Jianguo would have to bow his head for at least two days.
But for Zhang An, Wang Fang has taught him step by step since he was a child.
If you don't know how to cook, you won't be able to find a wife, and even if you find one, you'll still have to deal with it.
So Zhang An was taught how to cook, how to make dumplings, how to make rice dumplings, and how to make cakes from a young age.
The reason is that I don’t want my son to be manipulated by his daughter-in-law when he gets married.
Zhang Jianguo felt that his mother-in-law was not a standard person.
On the one hand, he controls himself, and on the other hand, he teaches his son not to be manipulated by others.
Zhang An followed his mother and quickly wrapped the rice dumplings.
Just like that, the Dragon Boat Festival passed.
For children, they still have to go to school, but the family will make rice dumplings for them to eat, and the food cooked by Kenmeng at home will be better than usual. This is a thing that makes them happy.
Nowadays, most families in the village basically have the same dishes for three meals throughout the year, and they usually don’t buy meat to cook them, except during the New Year and festivals.
So there is a saying, adults look forward to farming, and children look forward to celebrating the New Year.
I cooked rice dumplings in the evening and then made some casual dinner.
If you feel hungry at night, you can grab some to eat.
Zhang An had not eaten rice dumplings for a long time, so he ate five in one meal. Wang Fang was worried that he had eaten rice dumplings.
"Xiao An, look at whether there are too many ducks in our house."
Sitting in the yard at night, Wang Fang counted in the outer circle.
When there weren't many ducks in the house before, you could tell how many there were at a glance.
But later, as the ducks in the family hatched several broods of ducklings, the number of ducks in the family became much larger.
Every night, Wang Fang also made a habit of checking to see if all the chickens and ducks at home were in their pens. She would count them a little every day to have a good idea of what they were doing.
"Ah, aren't there always a lot of ducks at home?"
Zhang An really didn't pay attention to this issue.
"I have been counting before. Our family has 21 big ducks and eight ducklings that were just hatched a few days ago. But now there are 25 big ducks crowded in this circle."
When Zhang An heard this, he walked to the side and counted it. My mother must have remembered it correctly.
After counting, there were really twenty-five big ducks.
"Isn't someone's duck running over?"
Zhang An turned on the flashlight and took a look and knew what was going on.
"Mom, there are a few more ducks, but they are not from the village. It should be during the day when the ducks are in the river, and there may be a few wild ones that follow them. Don't worry about them."
Wang Fang is afraid that other people's ducks will come to her house and cause unnecessary disputes.
Recently, there have been many more water birds in the river, and there are also a lot more water ducks.
Maybe they got together because they saw a lot of ducks in Zhang An's house, because water ducks are social creatures.
When passing by the deer shed, Zhang An walked inside to take a look.
The yellow muntjac brought back in the morning are now familiar with the Dahua family. After all, they are all animals of the genus Deer.
They should be considered distant relatives, perhaps speaking the same language.
Now there are two expectant mothers at home, so Zhang An pays great attention to their food.
In the cherry forest at home, a lot of space spring water was poured into the trees when they were planted, so now not only the trees in the forest are growing well, but also the grass is growing very luxuriantly.
Originally, Zhang Jianguo wanted to take advantage of his free time to remove the grass inside.
But Zhang An didn't want to shovel it, because during the day, the family's Dahua family and Dahei would go inside to graze.
It just saves Zhang An the time of mowing the grass every day.
After all, the grass in the forest has been watered with space spring water, so it is quite popular.
Zhang An touched the yellow muntjac and now it is a member of the family.
Zhang An was thinking about what name he should give this little guy.
The big black horse in the family is called Dahei, and the sika deer is called Dahua.
Looking at the yellow fur of the female muntjac, Zhang An gave full play to his talent for naming.
Then I thought about it and figured out, this muntjac will be called Dahuang, and when its child is born, if it still has yellow fur, it will be called Xiaohuang.
Perfect!
Zhang An is very satisfied with his naming skills.
Patting the little guy on the back, he said, "Little guy, from now on you will be called Dahuang."
Zhang An specially gave Cuihua and Dahuang their favorite space spring water to drink, and also watched them eat a bunch of young space grass that they had just taken out.
I have no choice but to keep it.
Mainly because Dahua is a bastard and a scumbag who doesn't know how to show courtesy to pregnant women.
If Zhang An is not here, the water and the grass are also his.
The remaining two pregnant women could only watch.
When I sleep at night in the summer, there are still so many mosquitoes, and the buzzing is the most annoying thing.
This year, Zhang An did not indulge in them and lit up the mosquito coils he just bought.
In the past, we didn’t buy mosquito coils at home because Wang Fang thought they were too expensive. She could save whatever she could. When she went to bed at night, she would burn a handful of hay to repel mosquitoes and then put down the mosquito net.
What impressed Zhang An the most was that he had to swat away mosquitoes every day when he went to sleep.
At that time, every house had a mosquito net made of palm leaves. Every day before going to bed, mosquitoes were driven away from the bed and the mosquito net was put down to ensure that they would not be sucked blood while sleeping.
However, some mosquito nets are made of white cloth and are somewhat airtight, making them uncomfortable to sleep at night.
When summer came this year, Zhang An bought several boxes of mosquito coils.
Although the current mosquito coils are a bit expensive, they are very effective.
Zhang An lit a plate of mosquito-repellent incense and burned it until dawn the next day.
When I woke up in the morning, the ground was full of dead mosquitoes.
But Wang Fang was still very worried, saying that the smell of burning mosquito coils was poisonous, and she was afraid that she would be poisoned when she fell asleep at night.
Many people thought so at the time. In their opinion, mosquito coils were not poisonous and could not kill mosquitoes.
Zhang An explained to his mother for a long time before letting her accept it.
But every time they lit the mosquito coils, they would see that the mosquitoes were almost smoked, so they would get up, suffocate the mosquito coils, and then put down the mosquito net on the bed.
On the one hand, I am still worried about gas poisoning, on the other hand, I want to save some money.
Zhang An is very annoyed by these mosquitoes. Every time he sees the scene of dead mosquitoes piled on the ground, he shouts in his heart: It's so good to die.
As time goes by, summer is getting hotter and hotter.
It was a little cooler when I first woke up in the morning, but by nine o'clock it was already extremely hot.
No one could eat lunch, so Wang Fang had to pick some green beans and zucchini in the garden and cook a pot.
After it cools down, it tastes pretty good, with a sweet and icy texture.
"Your family is having dinner."
While Zhang An's family was eating, Mr. Huang came to Zhang An's house.
"You guys, stop working. Our family has already eaten. I came here to ask Jianguo to help my family pierce the nose of the cow later. The calf at home has grown up a lot, so it's time to pierce the nose."
Seeing Wang Fang getting up to get himself bowls and chopsticks, Mr. Huang quickly dissuaded him and told the family.
Zhang An, their little scalper, has an impression that at that time Mr. Huang took his cow and calf and went with Zhang An to let the wind pass in the mountains.
I didn’t expect that after a few months, I would be able to wear a cow’s nose.
However, when Zhang An saw him, the calf was already quite old, and now several months have passed.
This kind of newborn animal grows very fast during its initial period. Basically, it does not change every day, but it can also be seen that the calf has been growing up.
Piercing a cow's nose requires the help of many people, and you also need to find someone with experience.
So this time Huang Erye invited Zhang Jianguo instead of Zhang An, because Zhang An had no experience in wearing a cow's nose.
Although not many people raise cattle in Changqing Village, the village also raises two types of cattle, cattle and buffaloes.
Oxen are covered in yellow skin with shorter horns and hair, while buffalo are covered in gray-brown fur, with a pair of large horns on their heads and slightly longer hair on their bodies.
Buffaloes are more common in the south, while cattle are more common in the north.
As for the mountainous areas in the southwest, there are both oxen and buffaloes.
As can be seen from the name, buffaloes love water. Zhang An often saw the buffaloes in the village and would often submerge his entire body into the river and not want to come out for a long time.