I understand the truth, but it is difficult to face the problem head-on.

Moreover, even if they loved him back then as much as he loves Xiaoqian now, this is not a reason to make up for their 'mistakes'.

Chen Yang looked at the time, it was already afternoon.

Thinking that there are still little cadres at home waiting for him to go back, he no longer thinks about these bad things.

Whether they loved him or not, it was in the past.

All he knew was that he had been lonely all these years.

Therefore, instead of thinking about some people who have left their lives, it is better to seize the time to do things, so that you can spend more time with Xiao Qian.

2. It's still very easy to dig up bamboo shoots.

Especially after mastering the essentials of digging bamboo shoots.

And those bamboo weevils that cling to bamboo shoots or bamboo are also easy to catch.

Therefore, in the evening, Chen Yang dug up two sacks of bamboo shoots and caught dozens of crisp and delicious bamboo weevils.

At dusk, when I returned to the village with the sunset on my back, I happened to meet Grandma Lu who was carrying a bundle of sweet potato vines home with her back to the house.

Seeing Chen Yang picking up two large bags of heavy things, Grandma Lu said differently: "Xiaoyang, are you picking all mountain peppers?"

As if not, the mountain pepper is granular, packed in a bag, and it should look solid.

But the two big bags of things that Chen Yang was carrying looked very heavy, but they were not very solid.

"It's not." Chen Yang stopped, put the bamboo shoots on the ground, and smiled at Grandma Lu while untying the wooden nails tied to the mouth of the bag, "Grandma Lu, you are too diligent, you just came back from picking mountain peppers, and went to the field to find vegetables."

Grandma Lu heard the praise from the young man, and her eyes narrowed slightly with a smile: "Now pork is expensive, a few days ago, someone went into the village to sell chicken seedlings, and I caught dozens of chickens."

"So many, caught dozens of chickens?" Chen Yang said in surprise, "Dozens of chickens are not easy to raise, and chicken food alone will cost a lot."

"Yes," said Grandma Lu, who put the sweet potato vine in her arms at the gate of the courtyard, "so I will go to the field to find some sweet potato vines and come back, otherwise the chickens will not be able to stand it if they are fed only corn and rice."

"That's it, it's hard to keep chickens. ”

"It's not hard to raise. Grandma Lu said, "Boil the rice dregs with the sweet potato shreds and sweet potato vines of previous years, and then put some tea seeds in it to feed the chickens together. Chicks are definitely healthy when they eat them. ＂

This method has never been heard of, but Chen Yang knows that if fresh sweet potato vines are chopped and boiled together with sun-dried corn kernels, rice residues, and dried sweet potato shreds from previous years, they can indeed be fed to chickens.

In this way, not only can the problem of indigestion of chickens and ducks be solved, but also some vitamins can be supplemented, so that chickens and ducks are not easy to get sick.

However, this is the first time Chen Yang has heard of this practice of adding tea to the subset.

You must know that tea seed oil is bitter, and the tea seed compress left over from squeezing dry tea seed oil is even more bitter.

He asked puzzledly, "Grandma Lu, if you add tea to the chicken, are the chickens and ducks still willing to eat it?"

"Why don't you want to?" Grandma Lu smiled, "Do you think, this ghost weather is going to die, even we big living people can't stand it, let alone those chickens, ducks and geese.

Speaking of the delicious taste made with tea seed oil, Chen Yang still couldn't help but smile, and then nodded: "Yes, tea seed oil is the best to cook."

"So," Grandma Lu said with a smile, "We big people think it's delicious, and those stupid chickens and ducks will definitely think it's delicious too."

This theory ...... It's irrefutable!

Chen Yang took four bamboo shoots out of the snakeskin bag, walked to Grandma Lu, and placed them on the green sweet potato vine.

Grandma Lu shouted, "Xiaoyang, what are you doing here?"

Chen Yang said: "Didn't I go into the mountains to dig a lot of bamboo shoots, and I can't eat them all by myself, so I'll give you a few."

"Don't." Grandma Lu hurriedly picked up the bamboo shoots on the ground and stuffed them back into Chen Yang's arms, "We have received so many favors from you, we can't take your things anymore, you can take these bamboo shoots back quickly.

"Oh, no matter how expensive it is, it's also eaten by people." Chen Yang pushed the bamboo shoots back again, "Don't be polite to me, you see that you are this age, what are you fighting with me, quickly take this bamboo shoot in, if there is pork, stir-fry it with pork, this bamboo shoot is tender, delicious."

Grandma Lu looked at the four white and chubby bamboo shoots in her arms, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

You say how can there be such a good person in this world?

Not long ago, her family was still a poor household without any financial resources, but how long has passed, and her family's life is getting better day by day.

Although her family is still the target of government support, with the efforts of her and her son, the family's life is getting better day by day.

Moreover, the number in the passbook is also increasing day by day.

All this is inseparable from Chen Yang's help, he buys peanuts at a high price, buys mountain pepper at a high price, and also instructs everyone to go to the mountains to find mountain pepper.

With his help, now the eldest son can find sixty or seventy pounds of mountain pepper every day.

In addition, she can also pick thirty or forty catties, so that the family can earn four or five hundred yuan a day.

Four or five hundred a day! This was a good thing that I couldn't have imagined before.

I heard my son say that he is the most promising young man in the village now, working in a big city outside, and his salary is about 300 a day......

Grandma Lu looked at the bamboo shoots, and her heart was really full of emotion.How can there be such a good person in this world?

She looked at Chen Yang gently and gratefully, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Xiaoyang, you take this bamboo shoot first, and I'll take the sweet potato vine in first."

After that, he piled the bamboo shoots back into Chen Yang's hands, and then picked up the sweet potato vines on the ground and turned around and entered the yard.

After a while, Grandma Lu walked out of the yard again.

The sweet potato vine in her hand was put down, but she inexplicably had another bag of things in her hand.

Chen Yang looked at it fixedly, a little dazed, Grandma Lu seemed to be carrying eggs.

"Xiaoyang, you can take these eggs back." Grandma Lu handed the eggs in a plastic bag to Chen Yang and said, "These eggs are all born by those chickens I raised at the foot of the mountain, and they have not been fed with medicine, you can rest assured that you can cook them for Xiaoqian to eat."

Chen Yang then understood Grandma Lu's intentions, it turned out that she wanted to exchange eggs for bamboo shoots.

However, no matter how expensive this bamboo shoot is, it is not as expensive as pure native eggs.

So you can think of how delicious the eggs laid by those local chickens should be, and those local eggs are sold in the village, and one will be sold for five cents a piece, but if you take it to the county seat to sell, I'm afraid one can be sold for two or three yuan.

Of course, the premise is that someone knows the goods.

Looking at the eggs in the plastic bag, there are more than ten or twenty eggs, so if this bag of eggs is sold, it is not a problem to sell it for forty or fifty yuan.

In the end, Grandma Lu is still too real, although she is poor, she is very poor.

Chen Yang knew her temper, and if he competed with her, it was estimated that it would be endless, so he was not polite, and directly took Grandma Lu's eggs, and then took out two bamboo shoots from the bag, and stacked a total of six bamboo shoots in Grandma Lu's arms.

Grandma Lu said anxiously: "Xiaoyang, you give too much, we can't eat so much."

Chen Yang didn't listen to her, tied the mouth of the bag with a sandalwood nail, then picked up the burden, picked up the egg and left.

After walking a few steps away, he said without looking back: "It's okay, if you can't finish eating, you can soak in water, if you can't do it, you can put it in the jar and soak sour bamboo shoots."

Blanched bamboo shoots can be left in living water for a few days, provided they are not exposed to direct sunlight.

If you put the blanched bamboo shoots in the jar and soak them, it won't take long for them to turn into refreshing and delicious sour bamboo shoots.

Although sour bamboo shoots are not fresh bamboo shoots, they have a different taste that fresh bamboo shoots do not have.

Boiled sauerkraut fish with sour bamboo shoots or stir-fried pork intestines are very common delicacy in farmers.

Of course, for a large mountain village like Baishi Village, such exquisite delicacy is generally made during the New Year's holidays.

Usually, sour bamboo shoots are mostly used to fry 'dried fish fry', both are sour and dry, and even if they are not stored in the refrigerator, they can be stored for several days without changing the taste.

Compared with sour bamboo shoots, local eggs, which are a rare delicacy for city people, are more common for these mountain people living in the mountains.

A dish of fried leeks with local eggs or poached eggs or something, for them, are commonplace 'common dishes'.

Therefore, tonight's delicious food is the ordinary lean pork soup with local eggs and pork that I couldn't eat last night.

Of course, tonight's finale is fried bamboo weevils.

The fourth uncle looked at a plate of insect dishes on the table, drooled and asked, "Xiaoyang, where did you find so many insects?"

There are not only the adults of the bamboo weevil, but also some larvae on the plate on the table.

Chen Yang picked up a white worm and put it in his mouth, and the taste was similar to eating a swarm.

While sobbing at the mouth, he said, "Nonsense, of course this bamboo insect was found from the bamboo, can I still find it from the pine tree?"

"Don't say it, this larva really looks like a pine worm," the fourth uncle also picked up a bamboo worm and put it in his mouth, "but the taste is a little worse."

Chen Yang rolled his eyes: "Where are there pine worms for you to eat now? If you can eat bamboo worms, it's almost enough, and you still have to pick and choose."

Although he said so, in fact, Chen Yang also missed the taste of pine worms.

Some people say that pine worms are larvae of longhorn beetles, but whether it is or not, Chen Yang does not know.

But he knows that pine insects are definitely a kind of existence that can kill all delicious things in seconds.

I still remember when I was a child, in winter, my father would always use an axe to split the pine trees in the yard and burn them as firewood.

Every time he chopped wood, Chen Yang would squat with a bowl and break the pine bark, because there was always a kind of small fat insect hidden in the pine bark.

They are strangely grown, with flat heads and a mouth that is hard and small with a pair of pliers attached to the skull.

Sometimes they will show a head, and as long as you pull their head, you will be able to pull out a fat and big bug, which is about seven or eight centimeters long, and the small one is only about one or two centimeters.

No matter how big these insects are, they will all be caught in the oil pan and fried.

Although this little guy is not common, the feeling of eating it is enough to make people forget it for a lifetime.

It is a warm smell, with the beauty of childhood and the innocent romance of youth and ignorance, the crisp sweetness of the fragrance in the mouth, and a pine fragrance, even if you just smell it, you can feel their sweetness.

Because it is not only the pine insects that are eaten, but also those warm winter suns and the time that will never return, as well as the scene of my father sweating profusely when chopping wood.

Now, bamboo insects are easy to find, but pine insects are difficult to find.

First, because of the improvement of living standards, no one will use pine wood as firewood for firewood.

Second, the little friends who loved to eat pine worms have grown up. They are mature and sensible, they are running around and working hard, where will they eat insects in the wood like a little broken child who does not know the world?

Even the common delicacy of bamboo insects is difficult to arouse their interest, as if catching insects to eat is not something that an adult should do!

Time, it takes away childhood, and it also takes away a lot of innocent beauty.

Looking at the insects on the table, both the uncle and nephew had a sense of loss in their hearts, as if at this moment, they suddenly realized that they had swam farther and farther in the long river of time.

While fighting for the top, they, like everyone else, have lost many, many things.

Chen Yang looked at Xiao Qian in his arms and said with a smile: "Alas, I don't know if Xiao Qian will love to eat these insects or something like when he grows up in the future."

"Don't even think about it," the fourth uncle said mercilessly, "How many children now know that these insects can be eaten?"

Chen Yang nodded: "Also, the children are so happy now, what do they want."

"Although our generation seems to have nothing, we feel very happy," the fourth uncle said while recalling his childhood, "We will go down to the river to catch fish and eat at that time."

"I've gone down to the river to catch fish, too."

"We've even taken out the eggs."

"What is this? I've caught geckos."

"Oh, I caught a cobra with my bare hands."

"I tell you, I didn't blow it, I also healed a bird with a wounded wing."

Of course, with Chen Yang's broken medical skills, the little bird must have been taken care of by him in the end.

However, he is not entirely to blame for this. Because there was also his sister who rescued the bird with him.

When he was eating two nights, he secretly took a piece of meat in his mouth. Then the dishes and chopsticks were scattered, and before it was dark, he hurriedly ran outside to feed the birds.

Because of his inexperience, he forced a piece of pork into the birdie's mouth.

I thought that the bird would get better after eating pork, but when I went to see the bird the next day, the bird was already stiff......

Chen Yang cried.

Those silly and innocent times are like those delicious pine worms, and they are hard to trace.