"It's better not to. Gao Zhiyuan looked at her much more gently and said, Count you to change your words quickly, for the sake of you as a woman, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, he actually kicked his nose on his face, and didn't give you a little color to see, I don't know who is the head of this forest farm.

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll have to eat, and I'll be on the baby tractor and won't have lunch. Gao Zhiyuan got up and rubbed his deflated stomach and said.

"I won't delay you. Fu Meiyu looked at him and said.

"Hmm!" Gao Zhiyuan watched her leave, and then got up to go home.

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Hua Banzhi and Lin Xiyan worked together to wash more than 30 small fish in the blink of an eye, put them in a bamboo basket and brought them back.

Mother Lin looked at the cleaned little fish and looked up at the two of them and asked, "How are you going to eat it?"

"It's just baked outside and eaten. Lin Xiyan looked at her and said softly.

"It's back. Lin Bancheng, who was still sitting in the corridor, looked at them and said, this time there is no bamboo weaving in his hand, and he put it away before his son came back, for fear of hindering his son's eyes.

"Actually, the grilled fish in a bamboo tube is also delicious. Mother Lin looked at them and suggested.

"There is not enough time, and the bamboo tube is too small, so I have to wait until it is cooked. Lin Xiyan raised his eyes and looked at the Sun Dao, which had already sloped westward.

"Okay, then I'll go and pickle it, you can make a fire. Mother Lin happily agreed, went in with a bamboo basket, salted the fish, and brushed a layer of sand tea sauce to marinate it simply.

Lin Bancheng watched them busy picking up dead branches, and got up to help.

"We'll do it ourselves. Lin Xiyan saw him make a move and immediately stopped.

"I'm used to doing work, and I'm not tired of collecting firewood. The words fell into Lin Bancheng and felt that the air was stagnant, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at his stupid son, and his eyes were red again.

"You kid, compared with people who face the loess with their backs to the sky and have been a lifelong person, I am a halfway monk. Lin Bancheng looked at him with an annoyed look and said, "Don't come here in the future, save the water and the golden mountain." He said with a complacent expression, "Don't look at me now, I don't know how my body is getting healthier and healthier, I used to feel pain here or itch at every turn." Now everything I eat is delicious, and my body is quite good. ”

"You don't have time, don't lie to me now. Lin Xiyan sniffed.

"You see that the air in the mountains is good, the temperature is lower than in the city, the summer is not too hot, and there are hot springs, what a good retirement life. Lin Bancheng looked at him with a smile and said.

Lin Xiyan moved his mouth, forget it, if you don't think about everything in a good place, you will already be depressed and can't go on.

"Uncle, is this firewood enough?" Zhou Guangming said, pointing to the piled firewood.

"Enough, enough. Lin Xiyan turned his head to look at him and said, "You have to split the bamboo into thin strips and thread the fish." ”

"I have it, I'll wash it and bring it to you." Lin Bancheng got up and entered the bamboo house, washed and took out the bamboo strips he had chopped and prepared for bamboo weaving.

When Lin Bancheng came out again, the fire had already been lit, and Lin Xiyan went into the house and moved some small bamboo benches over and asked them to sit down.

Mother Lin came out with an enamel basin, and there was pickled fish in it, "There is only salt, no other seasonings, but I smeared a layer of sauce, you will have it!"

"It's already pretty good. Hua Banzhi said with a smile, "This can better highlight the umami of the fish itself." ”

"Well, the water here is good, and the fish don't smell earthy. Mother Lin smiled when she heard this.

"Let's put the fish on first, and it's not too late to talk about it when it's baked. Lin Xiyan reminded the two of them.

"Okay, okay, you wear it first, I'll go and bring the bamboo rice, you eat it first to cushion your stomach." Mother Lin handed the enamel basin to Lin Xiyan and said.

"Hmm!" Lin Xiyan nodded, took the enamel basin, took the bamboo skewer and began to wear the small fish.

After wearing, the rack is grilled over the fire.

Lin Mu took the five bamboo tubes and split them in front of them, and the fragrance was immediately fragrant.

Zhou Guangming's mouth opened into an O-shape, and he muttered to himself, "It turns out that this is called bamboo rice!"

"yes! Mother Lin put the bamboo tube in the bamboo basket and handed it to Zhou Guangmingdao, "Hungry, eat quickly! Be careful of scalding." ”

Zhou Guangming put the bamboo basket on his lap, raised his eyes and said to Mother Lin: Thank you.

Mother Lin handed the chopsticks to Zhou Guangming and said, "Here." Then he asked, "Do you know how to use chopsticks?"

"It's going to be used so early. Lin Xiyan pursed his lips and snickered.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a child. Mother Lin smiled when she heard this, "The situation with children is only in a dream now." Don't look at Lin Xiyan meaningfully.

Lin Xiyan secretly glanced at Hua Banzhi, and then looked at Lin Mu and shook his head at her slightly, "I've already explained it clearly, what are you talking about now?"

'What does this stupid boy know?' Mother Lin muttered in her heart.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Bancheng asked as he looked at Zhou Guangming.

"Delicious. Zhou Guangming nodded heavily, "The fragrance is soft and delicious, with the fragrance of bamboo and the fragrance of rice." ”

"Here you go. Mother Lin came back to her senses and handed the split bamboo tube to Hua Banzhi again, "Eat it!"

"The time is too rushed, and the preparation is insufficient, otherwise it would be more fragrant if you can put some pork. Lin Mu said with a little regret.

"It's not bad now! there's bacon, fresh mushrooms, and sauce. Hua Banzhi looked at the bamboo tube rice in his hand.

The bamboo is verdant, the rice sauce is yellow, the aroma is elegant, flexible and transparent. Take a small bite of bamboo rice, chew it slowly, and be full of fun.

"What kind of sauce is this?" asked Hana Banzhi curiously.

"Shacha sauce originated in Chaoshan, and the color of the sauce is light brown and paste-like. The taste is very rich, with a compound aroma of garlic, onion, peanuts, etc., and a compound fresh and salty taste of dried shrimp, and a slight sweet and spicy taste. Mother Lin explained softly.

"You write us the method, and we'll do it ourselves. Lin Xiyan hurriedly said, "There are other ways to pickle pickles." ”

"You're sure you're going to do it yourself. Mother Lin said with wide eyes and disbelief.

"Yes, don't you believe it?" Lin Xiyan smiled slightly, "We have bought all these jars and jars, let's be determined enough!"

"Okay, I'll write it to you now. Mother Lin stood up and said, handed him the bamboo rice, and said, "You eat first." ”

"Put it down, I'll finish grilling the fish. Lin Xiyan turned the bamboo stick in his hand and said.

"Where is me? You eat first. Lin Bancheng looked at him and urged, "Stick the fish on the ground." ”

"How dirty is that!" Lin Xiyan pouted when he heard this.

Lin Bancheng didn't know much about his son's temperament, and it was useless to say anything, so Lin Bancheng simply didn't say anything.

"I'll eat it quickly and take your place. "Hua Banzhi gulped down the rice.

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry, you eat slowly. Seeing this, Lin Xiyan hurriedly said, "I'm not hungry yet, don't choke." ”

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