Cooking in the mountains is limited in ingredients and has few condiments, but it always seems that the food cooked in the mountains will always taste much better than at home.

Even a simple pot of noodles is enough to arouse slander in people's stomachs.

Especially after a morning of work, the white smoke rises and relies on the sparkling sweetness of the spring water, and suddenly there is a kind of elegance of French cuisine.

The bird that landed on the branch of the cedar tree and chirped incessantly, I don't know what species, was a violinist.

The clear and sweet mountain spring water turns into red wine.

The surrounding flowers and trees are the most exclusive decoration in this French restaurant.

Liu Qingshan took the lead in picking up a fist-sized piece of pork from the pot and holding it in front of his eyes, so Wen Qing recalled: "Alas, I think when I followed my father into the mountains to burn charcoal, I basically cooked. At that time, I thought, I must study hard, and when I grow up, I want to be a big official, without worrying about food and clothing, or be a big boss, and a bunch of workers underneath. Alas, unfortunately I didn't expect that now I am back to my old job. More than ten years have passed, and I still have to burn charcoal. ”

It's not that he really dislikes this charcoal-burning errand, he just wants to show off his presence.

Tan Dasha is stupid, but he won't say anything flattering, his attention is still on the first sentence Liu Qingshan said: "Qingshan, you can cook at such a young age." ”

Liu Qingshan nodded: "That's, I remember that I didn't seem to be able to cook before I went to school." ”

Speaking of this, it is enough for Liu Qingshan to brag for half his life.

He was about four or five years old at the time, and one evening, when the family had not returned from entering the mountains, he saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and he was hungry, so he washed rice and made a fire to cook a pot of rice.

Miraculously, it was cooked!

"You're amazing. Tan Dasha praised at this time, "But why can't a smart person like you find a partner." ”

Liu Qingshan: ......

He huffed and put the pork in his mouth and took a hard bite.

But before he could chew it, he felt wrong, and instantly spit a large piece of meat on the ground with a wow.

Seeing that the fist-sized pork that rolled to the ground was already stained with 'sesame seeds', Liu Yuanhe glared at his son and said unhappily: "What are you doing? Such a big piece of meat is so wasted." ”

"Dad, why are you fat, you can't cook a piece of meat, look at it, is this for people to eat?" Liu Qingshan picked up the pork and pulled it with a woodcutter, and a bright red was suddenly revealed inside.

Liu Yuanhe looked at the piece of meat and patted his head: "Oops, I forgot, there was a piece of meat just now that was put relatively late, maybe it was not cooked, but I didn't expect it to be really undercooked, and it was eaten by you, hahaha." ”

Liu Qingshan: ......

Although I was very depressed, I have to say that the food cooked in the mountains is indeed very fragrant, even if it is a bowl of somen noodles without pork.

If he could, the eight-year-old star would also like to have a hot meal every day, even if it was a bowl of white rice, a little green root, no oil or salt.

But she knew that when her grandfather was gone, she might never be able to eat hot meals again.

She will never see her grandfather again.

"Who else hasn't been informed?" There was a commotion in the house, and there were people everywhere, even the uncles who didn't usually come and go in the village.

Her grandfather, who loved her the most, was lying in a red-painted cedar coffin in the middle of the hall, the lid had not yet been closed, and she seemed to be able to smell her grandfather's breath.

However, grandpa will never wake up again, touch her little head and say, "When we grow up, we must marry a good family, never marry someone like your father." ”

"Wu Cuimei, has Wu Cuimei been notified?"

"Oh yes, and Grandpa Xing's niece who married into our local area. ”

"Who has her phone?"

"No, ask her eldest brother. ”

After lunch, Liu Qingshan was digging a charcoal kiln, and Tan Dasha was in charge of transporting sand.

When the two were busy, Liu Yuanhe walked down from above at some point, with a gloomy face, and shouted to his son who was struggling to dig the gable: "Qingshan, Qingshan!"

"What's wrong?" Liu Qingshan heard the voice, glanced back at his father, and the action of digging sand in his hand still did not stop.

"You stop. Liu Yuanhe's face was gloomy, and he stared at his son and said, "You stop first." ”

Feeling that his father's tone was wrong, Liu Qingshan stopped what he was doing, turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Your phone is stuck again? Didn't I tell you, if it's stuck, you can go black and let the phone take a break, this person has to rest after working for a long time, not to mention the mobile phone, you play it all day long, it's also tired." ”

"Your grandfather has passed away. "Liu Yuanhe said.

Liu Qingshan was stunned: "Which uncle?"

"The grandfather who came to Zhangmu Village. ”

"Oh. Liu Qingshan remembered.

Zhangmu Village is not very far from the town, about four or five kilometers, and it is located in the mountains to the east of Xinjie Town, and it is also a village surrounded by mountains on three sides.

However, because the village is not far from the town and there is a lot of flat land, it is much richer than Xishan Village.

And the maternal uncle in his father's mouth is actually Liu Qingshan's grandfather's younger brother. Probably because it was difficult to get a wife at that time, my grandfather was introduced by a matchmaker and went to Zhangmu Village to be a son-in-law.

When Liu Qingshan was young, he often followed his mother to visit his uncle for the New Year.

However, after entering junior high school, I rarely went. Later, after I went to work in the city, I never went again.

I only remember that the last time I went, it was because my grandfather's daughter-in-law gave birth to a child and was still a female doll, so Liu Qingshan followed his mother to drink full moon wine.

Unexpectedly, I didn't go to my grandfather for a few years to pay New Year's greetings, and when I heard the news of my grandfather again, it turned out to be the news of his death.

Liu Qingshan's mood also became heavy in an instant.

The world is like this, people come and go, and many times many people may not even say goodbye, and there will be no follow-up.

"Early tomorrow morning, our family will have to go to incense, and it will be your grandfather, maybe we will have to keep vigil. Liu Yuanhe said with a frown.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Well, I know." ”

Liu Yuanhe went back to work.

Liu Qingshan looked at Tan Dasha with some embarrassment and said, "Uncle Dasha, let's take a day off tomorrow, you can go digging yams for two days first, and when my grandfather's matter is over, let's continue digging charcoal kilns." ”

"Oh. Tan Dasha just sighed and didn't say anything.

After returning home from work in the evening, Liu Yuanhe told his wife the news of his son's uncle's death.

As soon as Wu Cuimei heard the news, her eyes immediately became wet.

However, birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world, in addition to regret, in addition to regret, there is sadness.

Early the next morning, the family changed into black or gray clothes, fed the chickens and ducks, locked the door, and went to Zhangmu Village together.

To get to Zhangmu Village, you must first go to Xinjie Town.

In a grocery store in the town, Liu Qingshan bought a roll of 'paper money' and a handful of 'bamboo incense' according to his father's instructions.

Locally, as long as you go out to someone's house to mourn the deceased, you must bring these two things, even if it is a relative from the same village, as long as it is not a close relative, you must bring it.

After shopping for your things, drive out of Xinjie Town and head to Zhangmu Village.

Zhangmu Village is located in the east of Xinjie Town, and there is a cement road all the way.

My grandfather's house is a two-and-a-half-story cement building with a large yard. But in this village, it is only considered mediocre. However, this should be placed in Xishan Village, which should be considered relatively rich.

After the motorcycle stopped in the open space at the intersection, the family of three had to wait at the intersection, and could not enter the house immediately.

According to custom, they had to wait for their mother's brothers to arrive, and then they pooled the money and filled in their names before they could enter the house together.

After waiting for about half an hour, Liu Qingshan's uncle arrived. Probably because of the long distance and the fact that he didn't catch up with the holidays, the eldest uncle only sent the representative of the eldest uncle, and no one from the second uncle's family came.

Liu Qingshan's uncle naturally does not have the spirit of Liu Yuanhe, but because the family is better, he also looks younger.

A black woolen jacket, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes, don't you say, this little old man really looks a little stylish.

Seeing that his sister's family had arrived early, the uncle stepped forward and asked, "Why are you so early?" ”

"We're close. Wu Cuimei said, "Didn't the second brother come?"

"I didn't come, I built a house for someone, and I didn't have time, so I brought some money. ”

As soon as she heard the eldest brother say that she had money, Wu Cuimei's face instantly became more gloomy.

The eldest brother is the captain of the lion dance brigade in the village, and his son is a teacher, and the family is quite wealthy. The second brother is the captain of the construction team in the village, and he has been building houses for the villagers all year round, and his income is quite rich.