Mrs. Tan had just come back from working in the field, and was cleaning the dirt on the hoe under the faucet in the yard, and she was very happy to see Qingshan's visit, and her wrinkled old face suddenly squeezed into a ball: "Qingshan, you're back." ”

Last night, I heard my son say that Qingshan was going to take the yam that his son and the village chief dug together to sell in the county seat today, and I thought that Qingshan was going to sell it until dark before going home, but I didn't want to, Qingshan came back so early today.

Although Mrs. Tan is a year older than last year, her spirit seems to be fuller than last year.

When he laughed, his eyes were covered with a long-lost light.

Last year, her son followed Qingshan's advice, burned a lot of charcoal, sold a lot of money, plus the money from selling yams, and the money she earned from digging five-fingered peaches, added to the family's income of about 30,000 yuan last year.

Of course, most of it was earned by her son burning charcoal, and the rest of the money could only be rounded up.

Therefore, Mrs. Tan finally had a new hope for life, and she felt that God had finally opened her eyes, so the whole person's spirit was alive, as if she was more than ten years younger in just a few months.

Liu Qingshan was also very happy to see her becoming more and more energetic: "Grandma Tan, why are you working in the field again, didn't you say it before, you just stay at home, Uncle Dasha can support you." ”

"Hehe, I'm not idle. Mrs. Tan stepped forward and saw that Qingshan was carrying a lot of things, so she frowned and said, "Qingshan, why are you buying so many things?"

Liu Qingshan raised his two hands and said with a smile: "Of course I'm going to have lunch at your house, I heard that you picked some new tea leaves two days ago, and they were very tender, so I came." It just so happened that I also called the village chief to come and have dinner at your house later. ”

As he spoke, Liu Qingshan took the lead in entering the kitchen and put down many dishes and fruits.

Mrs. Tan was very happy in her heart, but she felt that Qingshan was really too wasteful, so she said: "Qingshan, next time you come to eat, you can come, don't buy so many things, you see that I don't have a refrigerator at home, and if I can't finish eating, I have to spoil it." ”

"What are you afraid of, it's so cold now, it won't be bad. It was the village chief who had just stepped into the courtyard who spoke. Seeing that Qingshan was already waiting here, he was also quite surprised, "I thought you hadn't arrived, but I didn't expect you to be so fast." ”

"That is, I may not be able to come soon for anything else, but when it comes to eating, I'm definitely number one. Liu Qingshan laughed, looked around, and didn't see Tan Dasha, so he wondered, "Huh, where is my stupid uncle?"

"I'm going to pick vegetables, and I'll be back later. Mrs. Tan said.

"Picking vegetables?" Liu Qingshan suddenly thought of the red-backed vegetables at home.

I finally had time to come to Grandma Tan's house to eat, but he didn't want to eat red back vegetables anymore, so he said: "I'll go and have a look, lest Uncle Dasha give me whole red back vegetables again." ”

Out of the yard, I went straight to the vegetable field of Grandma Tan's house, and I really saw Tan Dasha from a distance.

Tan Dasha received a call from Liu Qingshan, and heard that everyone was going to come to the house for dinner at noon today, so he hurriedly ran to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables.

It's the end of the first month, and the vegetables in the garden have been a little defeated, and I really can't pick out any good dishes.

Just as he was about to go to the fence to pick some red-backed vegetables, he heard Liu Qingshan's voice: "Uncle Dasha, don't move?"

Tan Dasha withdrew his hand that was about to fold the red back vegetables, looked back at Liu Qingshan, who was trotting all the way, and wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Please, don't give me the whole redback, if I eat the redback, I'll be going to turn into a pink Peppa Pig. ”

Tan Dasha smiled helplessly: "But, look at this vegetable garden, except for the fresh and tender red-backed vegetables, there are really no fresh greens to eat." ”

But no, this vegetable garden has experienced the hoarfrost of the cold winter, experienced the gorgeous winter sun, and experienced the drizzle and warm wind of spring, under the torture of the two heavens of ice and fire, those green and soft leaves have withered and yellowed, and some fresh green can be seen in the part of the cabbage heart.

It doesn't matter if it's lettuce, Chinese cabbage or cabbage.

Liu Qingshan looked at the defeat in this place, and he was also quite regretful.

knew that Grandma Tan's family couldn't finish eating so many dishes, so he should have been cheeky and went home to eat more, so that he wouldn't have red back vegetables every day.

Alas, it's a pity for the greens in this place.

In addition to the old greens, there are also a lot of fresh colors in the vegetable field.

However, these colors come from the weeds in the ground.

This is a favorite weed in vegetable fields. Every household's vegetable garden will be overgrown with such weeds at this time.

This is no ordinary weed, it has a delicious name - goose gut grass.

Although it does not have the taste of goose intestines, it has the shape of goose intestines, slender grass stems, and soft body, as if it is no different from goose intestines.

The goose intestine grass grows vigorously in the ground, and the color is tender and green, just like the pale green grass drawn in a drawing book when I was a child.

Whether it's goose intestines or a picture book from childhood, they can silently knock on the memories in the depths of the soul.

When they stretch softly in the sun, and their thin stems and branches are crumbling in the warm spring breeze, they can always make people's hearts pound, as if they are old friends who have not met for decades, and they recognize each other at a glance when they meet in the vast sea of people.

Goose intestines are the common memories of people in the mountains, they are not only the childhood partners of Liu Qingshan's generation, but also the old buddies in the memories of the older generation.

Although goose intestine grass is just a weed, it has a very literary name, called chickweed. When spring warms up, their thin branches bloom with small white flowers the size of sesame seeds. It seems that the stars in the sky are tired of the cold moon, accompanied by the abundance and deficiency of the night and night, and can't resist the temptation of the sun, wading through the night, turning into small white flowers hidden in the field vegetable garden, scattered into wisps of thoughts waiting for its past and present life - starry.

In the wilderness of the mountains, there will always be patches of dense chickweeds silently guarding its spring.

When he was a child, Liu Qingshan had to carry a basket on his back every evening when he came home from school, walked to the field, and competed with other friends who were looking for pig vegetables with the basket on his back.

Every time he goes out to look for pigweed, he always hopes that he can encounter a large patch of tender green goose intestine grass growing in the ground before other friends find out.

However, this wish will always be disappointed.

Every time he just found a large piece of goose intestine grass, other friends would show up on time and grab it with him.

Fortunately, he is taller and can always grab more.

When I returned home and handed over a basket full of goose intestines to my mother, my mother was so happy that she praised her son's ability in her mouth, and at the same time found a kitchen knife and a wooden board for chopping pigweed, and then tightened a handful of goose intestines with one hand, pressed it on the wooden board, and grabbed the kitchen knife with one hand and chopped the tender goose intestine grass with a knife in one hand.

At this time, the house is filled with the freshness of the fields.

When the chopped goose intestine grass is boiled in a large iron pot, it will exude a faint floral fragrance.

Goose intestine grass is probably delicious, so the pigs raised at that time loved to eat goose intestine grass. Not only pigs love to eat, but also chickens and ducks.

In this way, goose intestine grass naturally became the first choice for finding pigweed in childhood.

It is tender and green, easy to pick, easy to fill the basket, and a few goose intestines will fill a basket.

I remember one time, I found that there was a large piece of goose intestine grass growing in the vegetable garden of the neighbor's house who did not raise pigs, Liu Qingshan looked at the goose intestine grass growing wildly in the place through the fence, and his heart was itchy, so he couldn't hold back the yearning in his heart, took off the back basket, lay on the ground, and stretched a small hand from the bottom of the fence to grab a few handfuls of goose intestine grass.

Unexpectedly, when he was committing the crime, the neighbor suddenly appeared and shouted: "Qingshan, what are you doing?"

At that time, he was still young, had no experience in stealing, and did not know whether goose intestine grass was precious to his neighbors, so he was really startled, and he came back with his hand, and he didn't even have time to take the basket, so he hurriedly ran away.

After running a long distance, I remembered that the back basket had fallen.

It's good now, the pigweed has not been found, and the back basket has been lost.

Although I made such a big mistake, I was hungry and still had to go home. He went home empty-handed, drooping his head.

When my mother saw him go home empty-handed, after asking the reason, she reproached him, saying that he shouldn't have taken it without asking, even if it was a weed like goose intestine grass, but it grew in other people's vegetable gardens, it was someone else's, and he couldn't take it without asking.

If you don't ask for yourself, you just steal it.

This reproach made Liu Qingshan, who was already frightened, very aggrieved, and cried.

Grandpa was distressed, so he said: "Oh, isn't it just a basket with a little pigweed, it doesn't matter, Qingshan, come here, come here, don't cry, grandpa will take you back to the basket." ”

So, the grandfather took him by the hand, went to the neighbor, apologized to his face, and said that the child had no bad intentions, but he saw that the goose intestines in the field were very lush, so he wanted to pull them home and feed the pigs.

Then, he patted Qingshan's little head and said, "Qingshan, apologize to grandma." ”

Liu Qingshan looked at the old grandmother with big red eyes, and said, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen the pigweed in your field." ”

The neighbor handed over the back basket with goose intestines and said with a smile: "I originally thought he was going to steal the peppers in the field, but then I saw the back basket that the child left and realized that he was pulling weeds. “

Then, he also patted Qingshan's little brain melon seeds, and said: "My family doesn't raise pigs, if you want to pull the pigweed in my vegetable garden in the future, you can go in and pull it again, but you must not step on my vegetables, you know?"

The grandmother's kind smile warmed Liu Qingshan's entire childhood.

At this time, seeing the goose intestines everywhere, I can't help but recall the past, and my heart is hot.

He pointed to the goose intestines in the field and said, "Let's eat this today." ”

Tan Da looked at the weeds on the ground in a daze, frowned, and said, "Eat this?"

"yes, that's it. ”

There are too many wild grasses in the mountains, and wild vegetables with no characteristics such as goose intestine grass may be fragrant and sweet in other areas, but in the local area, they can only be fed to pigs, and no one has ever eaten them as a dish.

Tan Dasha was puzzled: "Can you eat this? This is not for pigs." ”

"Of course you can eat it, my grandfather cooked it. Liu Qingshan said.

That time, when he wanted to return to the back basket, in order to appease Liu Qingshan's injured heart, his grandfather made a delicious dish with goose intestine grass.

Chickweed, also known as chickweed, caryophyllaceae. It is herbaceous in the older years, with thin stems and branches, and the lower part is flat, with a longitudinal pubescence. Don't look at it as famous as pigweed, but in fact, as a member of traditional Chinese medicine, it has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, dissipating stasis and reducing swelling, and can also treat pulmonary fever, asthma and cough, dysentery, carbuncle, hemorrhoids, toothache, menstrual irregularities, pediatric chancre and other diseases.

In addition to medicinal use, it can also be used as food.

Pick the tender top of its plant and take it back to wash it, whether it is fried or boiled in soup, it is a good choice.

After listening to Liu Qingshan's introduction, Tan Dasha was dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that this ordinary weed would be a delicious dish?

Although he didn't want to take the risk and try, he couldn't resist the persistent Liu Qingshan, so he had to agree.

Anyway, he won't eat, he will definitely not eat, and he won't eat it if he is killed.

When the two picked a lot of goose intestine grass and brought it back to Tan Dasha's house, the village chief and others surrounded them.

Seeing that the two of them brought back so much pigweed, the village chief smiled and said, "Let the two of you pick vegetables, why did you pick this pigweed back?"

"It's not pigweed, it's goosegrass. Liu Qingshan said seriously, "This soup is delicious." It's also delicious when fried. ”

"You're stupid. Lu Weidong said with a smile, "This is pigweed, pigs only eat it, why do people eat this?"

"Yes, Qingshan, everyone else is eating better and better, why are you still going backwards. The second uncle also followed the village chief, and they laughed at Liu Qingshan together.

Liu Qingshan was very angry, very angry, very angry: "Then don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." ”

Hmph, it's really a group of guys who don't know anything, they haven't eaten it themselves, so they say they can't eat it, wait a while, I want you to beg me.

Liu Qingshan was angry and cleaned the goose intestine grass by himself, fried the goose intestine grass by himself, and did not want anyone to interfere in the whole process.

After the goose intestines are washed, first heat the garlic in a pan and stir-fry until fragrant, and then add the goose intestines.

At the moment when the goose intestine grass came into close contact with the hot iron pot, there was really a special fresh fragrance bursting out of the pot.

The smell lingered, fragrant lightly, fragrant special, fragrant and seductive, and soon overshadowed the taste of other foods.

The village chief was stir-frying the braised pork, smelling this special taste, and exclaimed: "What tastes so special? It's so fragrant and not greasy." ”

The second uncle who was cutting vegetables also smelled this smell, and hurriedly said, "Yes, why is it so fresh? This smell is fragrant and fresh, so special." ”

"Hmph. Liu Qingshan snorted coldly, "Didn't you just say that people are pigweed, why, now you think people are fragrant, so do you mean that you are pigs?"

The village chief smiled: "You are so stingy, you were just joking, but, then again, your dish is really fragrant." ”

As he spoke, the village chief had already leaned over, his eyes staring at the goose intestine grass that was constantly stir-frying in the pot, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Who would have thought that this weed, which in their eyes is a pig dish, could have such a delicious taste.