Burning the floor heating, Jian Ning carried a basket and staggered to the greenhouse, their house has two greenhouses, one is built on the original stove room and firewood room, which cultivates all kinds of mushrooms and fungus, and the other is built on the location of the bamboo forest, planting all kinds of green leaf vegetables, through the pebble path in the middle of the vegetable garden, to the greenhouse where green vegetables are planted.

I picked half a basket of lettuce and cotyledon leaves in the greens shed, prepared to wrap the barbecue and eat it at night, and then went to the mushroom room to break a lion's mane mushroom and stew it in bone broth.

Wild lion's mane mushroom is a relatively precious mushroom, which belongs to one of the four famous dishes (monkey's head, bear's paw, bird's nest, shark's fin). It generally grows in the deep mountain dense forest, Quercus japonica, Quercus variabilis, Quercus cork bark, walnut fallen wood and worm holes of live trees, and hangs on the dead parts of dry or live trees.

Not easy to obtain.

After a few days of searching in the mountains, we found two dead trees with lion's mane mushrooms, one was a walnut fallen tree, and the other was a hemp oak with only half of the main tree stem left.

Walnut fallen wood Wang Anqing moved to the greenhouse behind the village committee, half of the hemp oak was uprooted by Jian Ning, carried back and raised in his own greenhouse, the two-meter-high thick hemp oak did not grow much lion's mane mushroom, the total number is only more than ten.

However, lion's mane mushrooms can grow up to the size of a human head, of course, this is a special case, the size of an adult's fist, and one is enough to stew a pot of soup.

After collecting tonight's food, Jian Ning returned to the kitchen, washed the lion's mane mushroom slices and stewed soup, and began to prepare the barbecue side dishes, Jian Mingyu came back, came back and rummaged in the kitchen cabinet for a while, and asked, "Fourth sister, is our hawthorn dry?"

In view of the fact that the fourth sister has a history of often turning things into nothing, Jian Mingyu can't find anything now, and the first choice is to ask her.

"Yes, the kitchen doesn't have one, it should be in the storeroom. The grain and non-staple food in the kitchen is only used for a few days to chew, or is commonly used, and most of the food is stored in the cellar and storeroom: "What are you doing with hawthorn?"

"Huanhuan wants to eat. Jian Mingyu closed the drawer and said with a happy face: "You don't know yet, Huanhuan is pregnant and wants to eat sour." ”

Since the beginning of the summer, Jian Mingyu, who has no friends, has somehow gotten closer and closer to her cousin Jian Huanhuan, and the two often get together to mumble and chat about some private words, for which Jian Ning is quite supportive, it is a good thing to have a friend who speaks to her heart and has similar blood, which is a good thing for the third sister with a dull personality.

"Pregnant?" Jian Ning couldn't help but be surprised: "It's only been a month since you got married, and you're pregnant......?"

This speed ......

This ability ...... Not bad!

"Isn't it normal to get pregnant when you get married?" Jian Mingyu blinked and asked ignorantly.

"Okay, normal. "In the era when Jian Ning once lived, newlyweds would generally have children after a few years when they got married, and it was rare to have a baby as soon as they got married.

Jian Mingyu nodded: "I'll go to the warehouse to find hawthorn." ”

Jian Ning called out to her: "You go to the cellar and pick up a basket of green apples, the green apples are sweet and sour, they should suit her taste." ”

She likes to eat crisp sour apples, and has planted several green apple trees in the farming space, and when the fruit is ripe, she not only stores it in the space, but also picks up two baskets full of baskets and stores it in the cellar, which is convenient for daily eating.

"A basket?" Jian Mingyu hesitated: "Don't do it so much, don't you like to eat green apples." Although she and Jian Huanhuan have developed into bosom friends, in Jian Mingyu's heart, Jian Huanhuan, who is a cousin and friend, is far less important than the fourth sister, so she didn't have the idea of making green apples from the beginning.

"It's okay, pick up more, you and Dad don't like to eat sour, and I can't finish it alone." "Anyway, there is a lot of space, not less than a basket of apples.

Jian Mingyu picked up a basket of green apples and a pack of dried hawthorn and sent it to the small courtyard.

The sky outside is dense with the snow, the sky is gradually overcast, Jian Ning is a little uneasy, yesterday Jiang Yihua brought two trucks of coal from the county, this morning before dawn was pulled by Wang Anqing to trade vegetables with Wei Er, according to the footsteps should have arrived home early, why is there no news at this point, there will be no stubble, right?!

The person who was missed was walking back in the snow with difficulty at the moment, he didn't expect the cold to come so suddenly, he was in a hurry in the morning, he only said hello to the third sister, and he didn't have time to say a word to her, Jiang Yihua's eyebrows tightened, and he thought about the warm courtyard, and the people who were waiting for him to go home, and felt that the snow floating on his body was not so cold.

The snow fell for a while, and three or four centimeters accumulated in the ground, and the people returning walked back with one foot deep and one shallow foot in the snow.

"Jiang Tuan, you get on the ox cart and sit, I've tired you today. Wang Anqing drove the ox cart back and said.

Someone in the village had a leaky mouth before, Wang Anqing became more and more cautious, went to trade and streamline the personnel, and personally went into battle to drive the ox cart, so he could not let anyone interfere as much as possible, Jian Ning was lazy and unwilling to trade with him, he didn't have a bottom in his heart to drag Jiang Yihua up, how did he know that such an inch encountered a snowstorm, which really made him unhappy.

"Nope. "The ox cart was already loaded, and it was difficult and slow to move, and there was one more person on his feet, and his feet were even slower, and he wanted to go home early.

I could have been able to go back to the village in the morning, but recently there was a food emergency all over the country, Wang Anqing was bent on changing coarse grains, Wei second-hand food was limited, and Wang Anqing was unwilling to change other coarse grains, both parties were old friends, not to mention that the things he brought were fresh fish and mushrooms and vegetables that were scarce in winter.

Wei Er had to send someone to drive to the county now, go to his sixth son to transport some coarse grain back, due to the bad road conditions, back and forth to 300 places, just a round trip, but he waited for most of the day.

At the end of the day, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Jiang Yihua and Jian Zhenjun returned home with snowflakes on their shoulders.

"Why did you two get together and come back?" Jian Ning heard the movement, lifted the thick curtain that blocked the wind, and looked at the two figures walking in the courtyard.

Jian Zhenjun stood at the door, dusting off the snow on his body, and replied, "I met it in the village committee." "The village has built a warm shed, stipulating that each family must have one person to take turns to take care of it, Jian Ning's family is three people, and the errand of taking care of the warm shed falls on Jian Zhenjun's head, he is reluctant to ask the two daughters to go back and forth to the village committee several times a day.

Jian Ning took a feather duster to help him clear the snow, and blamed: "Now that the weather is up and down, didn't I tell you to go out every day and bring a hat, did you forget it again." ”

"It's okay, my father is strong. Jian Zhenjun laughed: "I'll come by myself, you give Xiao Jiang the feather duster, he is afraid that it will be cold after a long time." ”

Jiang Yihua stood quietly on the side, staring at the feather duster waving in Jian Ning's hand, with expectations on his face, waiting for Jian Ning to sweep the snow for him.

Glancing at him, Jian Ning handed over the feather duster, Jiang Yihua didn't answer, and stared at her with bright dark eyes, the meaning should not be too obvious.

Jian Ning muttered, "You don't have long hands?"

Jiang Yihua was pitiful and miserable: "My hands are frozen." ”

Believe you ghost! Jian Ning slapped the snow on his body angrily, and in the dim light, the corners of Jiang Yihua's mouth turned up wildly.

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