"I'm happy to keep that much. Liu Qingshan deliberately angered his father, "I burn my own charcoal, I can sell it if I like it, and if I don't want to sell it, no one can control it." ”

Stinky boy!

Liu Yuanhe threw the pot with a bang: "Lao Tzu won't wait, you can cook by yourself, and I'll go home to eat." ”

Anyway, it won't take long to walk back from his son's newly opened road, no matter how slow his feet are, he will definitely be able to get home in twenty minutes, so why bother to be the royal chef here for this stinky boy with a tail in the sky.

"Hey, Dad, Dad!" Liu Qingshan called at his father several times in a row.

But Liu Yuanhe is bent on going back, no matter how his son shouts, he just doesn't stop.

"Dad, don't forget, you still owe me 500 yuan, you lost the last time you made a bet on building a road, if you don't cook for me, you give me the money. ”

Money? What money? What five hundred dollars? I didn't hear it, I don't know!

Liu Yuanhe quickened his pace and slipped faster, and after a while, the shadow was no longer visible.

Alas. Liu Qingshan shook his head: "Really, he said that he would cook to pay off his debts, but he broke his promise again." ”

"Aoyama, I'll cook, you rest here. Tan Dasha stood up and was about to go cooking.

"Don't, don't. Liu Qingshan hurriedly stopped him, "You rest, I'll cook it, you can put these charcoal into a snakeskin bag later, and see how many packs it can contain." ”

"That's fine. ”

Liu Qingshan went to the edge of the puddle, picked up the aluminum pot that was thrown by his father, and took a picture of the blue clear sky, but he didn't see a point of light, that is, it was not broken.

If the light leaks down, it is estimated that you will only have to eat soil at noon.

Wash the pot and then wash the rice.

Fill an aluminum pot with rice and water, place it on the stovetop, and then put in the dried branches and leaves to make a fire.

After a while, the water was boiling, and billowing white smoke squeezed out from the cracks in the lid of the pot and flew into the air.

Probably because of the high altitude, when cooking rice in the mountains, the boiling point of the water is very low, and it is easy to boil.

However, it takes longer than usual to cook a pot of rice at home.

In addition to rice, there is pork and vegetables for lunch.

Cut the pork into thin slices, marinate in soy sauce for a few minutes, wash the greens and cut off the vegetables for later use.

When the rice in the aluminum pot has been dried and is about to ripen, pour in the marinated pork slices, spread them evenly on the rice grains, then pour in the greens, cover them back and simmer for a few minutes.

As the fire gradually shrank, the fire was extinguished, and the moment the lid was lifted, a tempting aroma of food came to the nostrils.

"It smells so good. Tan Dasha couldn't help but sigh.

He was in a high place, and after the white smoke had steamed, it spread out, and when he came to him, there was still a charming aroma.

"Well, you don't look at who's cooking. Liu Qingshan grabbed the chopsticks and stirred the meal, so that the rice and meat dishes were evenly mixed together, so that the rice had a meaty aroma and the meat dishes also had a rice aroma.

"Can you eat? I'm so hungry. Tan Dasha smelled the sweetness of the air, and he had no intention of working.

"Haha, that's it. Uncle Dasha, it's time to eat. ”

Rice is just the most common white rice at home, meat is just the most common fresh pork on the market, and even the little cabbage is just the most common little cabbage in the vegetable field.

But when these three things become one in this mountain forest, they become the best taste in the world.

The green mountains, the green water, the fragrant food, the mouth that can't stop.

"Why do you always feel that eating in the mountains is better than the food at home?" Tan Dasha asked.

Well......

Liu Qingshan thought for a while and replied, "It should be because your mother's cooking skills are not as good as mine." ”

Tan Dasha: ......

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless.

"Ah Qiu!" Mrs. Tan sneezed.

I don't know which bastard is speaking ill of her behind her back again.

She walked back from the mountain carrying five or six catties of yams, and went straight to the village chief's house without even entering the door.

Every day at this time, the villagers take the yams they have dug for a day to the village chief's house to sell.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people in the village chief's house, each carrying a bag of yams.

The most are twenty or thirty pounds, and the few are like her, only a few pounds.

Originally, everyone was laughing, but as soon as they saw her coming, the joke stopped abruptly.

Mrs. Tan didn't care about everyone's attitude, she walked to the village chief who was weighing with a snakeskin bag, and said, "Wen Xing, can you help me weigh it first, I still have to rush back to feed the chickens and ducks." ”

"Okay, okay, wait until I weigh this bag. The village chief smiled and glanced at the snakeskin bag in Mrs. Tan's hand and said, "Auntie, it seems that you have more yams today than yesterday." ”

Mrs. Tan looked at the village chief and just smiled.

The village chief weighed the bag of yams on the scale, and hurriedly weighed it for Mrs. Tan.

"Eight pounds. The village chief looked at the black dot the size of a sesame seed on the old scale pole, only glanced at it, and quickly weighed it, and then secretly pulled the string, and dialed the rope from the position of seven catties and six taels to the position of eight catties.

Then put it in front of Mrs. Tan and motioned for her to look.

Mrs. Tan said a little embarrassedly: "Wen Xing, you know, I don't know how to look at the scales." ”

"Hee-hee, I forgot. The village chief smiled, counted the money, and handed it to Mrs. Tan, "You count and see if it's right." ”

"If I could count, I wouldn't be so poor. Mrs. Tan put the money in her pocket and left.

Looking at the back of Mrs. Tan's departure, some of the more talkative women couldn't hold back: "You said that this old woman is really, she is very old, and she goes into the mountains every day to dig yams, and she is not afraid that no one will see it when she falls in the mountains one day." ”

"But no, I fell once a few days ago, and it was Qingshan who carried her home. ”

"I haven't heard of that. However, when I reach her age, if my son doesn't give me food and clothing, I will lie down in front of his house, so that I will not run to the mountains when I am old. ”

"Yes, I gave birth to two sons, one is unfilial and the other is stupid, and I don't know what evil Mrs. Tan created in her previous life. ”

Listening to a few women who didn't speak very well, the village chief was a little angry: "It's okay for you to say a few words, this person hasn't gone far yet, you are just talking nonsense here, if you want me to say, just your broken mouth, it is not certain whether you can live to her age, don't talk nonsense behind people's backs." ”

As soon as the village chief spoke, several women instantly retracted.

Mrs. Tan couldn't help but sigh when she listened to those faint voices.

Although she didn't hear it very well, she could think of it with her toes, and she could think that those words must not be good words. If it's a good thing, then you can say it in front of her, why wait for her to leave.

Alas, although her family is not wealthy, she asks herself, as long as others don't bully her and don't rob her of things, she has never bullied anyone, let alone do anything hurtful.

But even so, she was still an unpleasant old lady.

I don't know when the situation at home will improve. It's not that she wants others to look down on her or flatter her, she just doesn't want to leave her 'bad luck' to future generations.

When I got home, twilight hung over the small house.

The old man's legs and feet were not good, and it could be seen that she had not come back so late, so she couldn't help but worry, and she had already hunched her back and slowly walked to the door.

Seeing Mrs. Tan, the old man smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Why is it so late today, it's dark, and none of you have come back." ”

"Didn't Dasha come back yet?" Mrs. Tan hurriedly faded the clouds on her face, stepped forward to support the old man with a smile, and said softly with the tenderness that she had never shown to others, "I dug eight catties of yam today, so I came back a little late." I'm sure I'll be back early tomorrow, so you don't have to worry. ”

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, I'll wait for you no matter how late you come back. The old man patted the slender arm holding his arm, and said unhurriedly, "I have fed the chickens and ducks, and the water has been boiled, you go to take a bath first, Dasha should be back in a while." ”

"Have you washed it? Either you wash it first, or it's too late, it's cold, I'll pour the bath water for you first." ”

The old man grabbed Mrs. Tan and waved his hand: "I'm not in a hurry, I didn't do any work, just wipe it casually, you are sweaty, you have to take a shower quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to catch a cold." I'll pour you the bath water, and you go find the clothes. ”

"That's fine. Mrs. Tan smiled, let go of the old man's hand, went into the hall, and went to the bedroom.

There are many definitions of happiness, some people think that money is the first element to define happiness, some people think it is health, some people think it is beauty, but some people still believe that happiness is related to love even when they are seventy or eighty years old and cannot walk.

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