At this time, health care products and nutrient solutions emerge in an endless stream, and the packaging is exquisite and high-grade. Whether there is an effect or not, it is not necessary to take it out as a gift.

On the contrary, Xia Jingzhi didn't buy anything, so he put a fat ginseng in a plastic bag and gave it to Zhao Buliang.

"Dad, Mom, I won't stay, there will be an early shift tomorrow, I'll go back first." This is brought from home, and you take it. Xia Jingzhi handed the ginseng out with both hands.

Zhao Buliang listened to his son-in-law call him dad, how awkward he sounded, he always wanted to find a stick to beat his leg lame, and now he reluctantly took the black plastic bag, and waved his hand again and again to drive people away: "Let's go, if you don't go again, there will be no car." ”

Don't waste time, stay overnight!

"Eh, then I'm leaving, and I'll ask the matchmaker to come over when I go back. Xia Jingzhi didn't say much, he went out directly, and Zhao Hongsleeve sent him out.

At the head of the yard, Zhao Buliang took out the fat ginseng from the plastic bag: "Phew, slam the door, give me a big radish, daughter-in-law, I'll cook it, let's drink radish soup tonight!"

Zhao Hongsleeve accompanied Xia Jingzhi on the dirt road, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile: "Eh, you really sent a radish to my father?"

Xia Jingzhi nodded: "Yes, I pulled it out of the ground when I went out this morning." ”

Hearing him say this, the smile on Zhao Hongsleeve's face became even brighter: "The radish is good, ventilated." ”

A few minutes later, the two had already walked to the side of the road. The summer solstice was just after that, and it was dark late at this time. There are groups of children hunting cicadas on the side of the road, and they can catch the little ones hiding in the trees with small nets or with just one hand. With the purest smile on the children's faces, the competition knows who catches the most and who bakes the best.

There are not many bus trips in urban and rural areas, and the time is not fixed, so the two of them are waiting slowly on the side of the road.

"I did this when I was a kid. ”

Zhao Hongsleeve looked at the group of carefree children, "However, I will let it go when I catch and play, they boys like to eat that thing." In fact, there is no oil, no salt, and no meat, so what is delicious. ”

When Xia Jingzhi heard her, he only smiled and didn't speak. Zhao Hongsleeve's gaze turned to him, and a sly light rose in his eyes: "When you were a child, you probably didn't do this less, right?" Brother Xia!"

Even a classmate who is three years older can be accepted as a "little brother", so when he was a child, I am afraid he was also a child king.

This time, it was Zhao Hongsleeve who guessed wrong.

"When I was a child, I was controlled by my two older sisters, so I didn't have time to go out. ”

Xia Jingzhi is the youngest son in the family, with two older sisters, in that era, the most important thing was to give birth to a son to pass on the lineage, no matter how many daughters were born, if there was no son, then they couldn't rest. When Xia Jingzhi was born, the eldest sister Xia Yizhi was seven years old, and the second sister Xia Tingzhi was five years old, and they could barely hold the younger brother in their arms and coax them.

Throughout his childhood, Xia Jingzhi lived under the "care" of his two elder sisters, until the eldest sister graduated from junior high school and followed the villagers to the world, and then the second sister was admitted to the high school in the county.

"Hehe, yes, I forgot, there were two sisters who spoiled you at that time. Zhao Hongsleeve covered her mouth and smiled, the two had been in love for a few years, and Xia Jingzhi didn't tell her less about her childhood.

"Didi ......"

The sound of the bus came from far and near, and Zhao Hongsleeve stretched out his hand to signal that there were people here.

"Redsleeves, I'm leaving. Xia Jingzhi looked at the bus that gradually slowed down and stopped beside him, and said goodbye to Zhao Hongsleeve.

"Hmm. Zhao Hongsleeve hugged Xia Jingzhi and said in his ear: "You wait, I will go to see you as soon as possible!"

"Then you have to wait, I will marry you home as soon as possible!" Xia Jingzhi hugged Zhao Hongsleeve and then got into the car.

Watching the bus gradually leave, Zhao Hongsleeve's face slowly collapsed: Xia Jingzhi was there just now, Bi Aihua didn't say anything, and now that Xia Jingzhi is gone, I'm afraid Bi Aihua will have to clean her up......

Zhao Hongsleeve guessed wrong again.

When I got home, smoke came out of the chimney, and it was Zhao Buliang who was cooking. Bi Aihua set up a board in the yard and cut the "big radish" that Zhao Buliang disliked.

"Mom, what is this?"

The words that had been brewing earlier were forgotten at once, and all of Zhao Hongsleeve's attention was attracted by this big radish.

Look at the color, look at the shape, this is a ginseng that casts the wrong radish fetus!

Even every whisker is like it has been filled with water.

"This is Topa ginseng, we don't have it here, it grows on the mountain, and it has to be three thousand meters up. Bi Aihua had washed and dried the ginseng, and now carefully cut off the roots, and then sliced the ginseng. She doesn't go into the kitchen often, but her knife skills are not bad, and the slices are very thin, but each slice is very well-proportioned.

"Do we have it here?" Zhao Hongsleeve stared at the ginseng, always feeling that, just like Xia Jingzhi said, this thing was pulled out of the ground by him in the morning......

"Nope. Bi Aihua nodded. When the whole ginseng had been sliced, she laid out all the slices on the board, and the few whiskers, she took them into the hall and put them in a wine jar. See, this means that you should make wine with these roots.

"Redsleeves is back, come, move the table out, and get ready to eat. After stir-frying the last dish and putting it out of the pot, Zhao Buliang beckoned Zhao Hongsleeve to work.

Zhao Hongsleeve responded simply, entered the room and moved the small table out, and brought out three more benches. Bi Aihua lit a mosquito coil and put it under the table, this mosquito coil has a good mosquito repellent effect, but it is a bit toxic, and she will only light it when she eats dinner.

A slight cool breeze lingered beside him, dissipating a little heat, the family sat around the table, white flour steamed bread millet porridge, and one meat, two vegetarian and three dishes, with crispy and delicious pickles, this dinner was already considered sumptuous.

picked up a piece of pickles and put it in his mouth, Zhao Hongsleeve's eyes narrowed with a smile: Sure enough, it is still a familiar taste!

There are many delicious things, but home-made ones are the most memorable. This kind of small pickles, whose raw materials are not worth a few dollars, Zhao Hongsleeve has grown from a snack to a big one, and when it is the hardest, it is the only next meal, and after those times, he still likes it.

Probably because there is a seasoning called "family's love" in the dish, and you can't buy it anywhere.

At this moment, eating is also a happy thing.

However, some people don't want her to eat well!

"Well, Red Sleeves. ”

Zhao Buliang poured the wine from the wine cup, took it up and took a drink, and by the way, his eyes were on his daughter.

At this time, Zhao Hongsleeve was just in his early twenties, but he knew his father quite well over the years. Zhao Buliang only started to speak, and Zhao Hongsleeve knew what he wanted to say. Pretending not to hear, he slipped into Bi Aihua's dishes: "Mom, tell me the story of your youth!

Bi Aihua glanced at his daughter: "What is there to say, eat!"

"Mm-hmm, eat!" Zhao Hongsleeve lowered his head and responded obediently, but the corner of his eye was aimed at Zhao Buliang: Hey, old man, if you have the ability, you can continue to ask!