Chapter Seventy-Three: Selling Tea
"This is an old workshop, and now there is a tea garden on the back mountain, which is a modern tea roasting equipment. But if you want me to say, Uncle Zhang's craftsmanship is good, and the tea fried by the machine always feels that there is no aura. ”
Xiao Yang touched a rolled tea leaf from the bamboo sieve on the wooden frame next to the low house and chewed it, then raised his eyebrows and wrinkled: "It's so bitter!"
"Now it's a machine to make Kuding tea, and it's a tea brick, square, and you can use a tea knife to brew some when you want to drink it. Our old man doesn't like that, it's all hand-fried and twisted into a rope. ”
Aunt Zhang is a northerner, who moved south with her parents, and later married Uncle Zhang, and lived her life on this mountain. She has the straightforwardness of a northerner and the gentleness of a southerner, and these two qualities blend perfectly in her. It was also because of her company that Uncle Zhang walked out of the pain of losing his son twice.
Sometimes it's true to say that women are the strongest people in the world. According to the situation of the Zhang family, everyone is worried that Aunt Zhang will not be able to get over this hurdle, including the third daughter of their family, who is also worried that her mother will not be able to stand the blow, but no one has noticed that it is Uncle Zhang who seems to be taciturn and persistent.
If it weren't for Aunt Zhang's careful heart, she noticed that her wife was falling into depression earlier, and their family might have to hold a funeral.
In the past few years, Uncle Zhang has to guard his son's grave and refuses to go down the mountain, and Aunt Zhang insists on accompanying his wife even if he is unwell.
"People say that when they are young, husbands and wives come together for a long time. We have lived on this mountain for decades, and we are familiar with every grass and tree, so I don't want to do anything, and I can't get used to playing cards every day. ”
The open-minded Aunt Zhang did not shy away from her two sons at all, she just regretted that her second child's psychological endurance was too weak, but she never felt that sending her two sons to the army was a wrong choice.
Chen Xin planned to have dinner with Aunt Zhang's house, Xiao Yang wanted to hurry back, and before leaving, he helped Uncle Zhang drag the firewood on the mountain back to the firewood room, and stored it according to Uncle Zhang's habits before leaving.
"In the past few years, thanks to Xiao Yang, they often come to see the two of us, the three girls, she still has her in-laws and children to take care of, she will come once a week, and when there is something, her man will come over to help. Aunt Zhang burned the firewood stove very quickly, and Chen Xin couldn't help, so she simply washed and cut it next to the vegetable basin.
There are no good things in the mountains, and the two elders don't eat meat every day, basically twice a week. Today, Aunt Chen Xin's nephew came, and they took a piece of bacon and planned to fry it.
The bacon on the mountain is a good thing, the fat is thick but not greasy at all, and when the fire explodes, the thinly sliced meat is rolled into a lamp, and some garlic sprouts and tempeh bean paste are added, not to mention the taste. Even Zhang Zhang, the little fat man with a picky mouth, stuffed it into his mouth one by one.
Chen Xin was afraid that he would eat too much accumulated food, so he was not allowed to add more food, and after eating, he asked Zhang Zhang to follow Uncle Zhang to inspect the tea garden.
In fact, there are no outsiders coming to the tea garden, so there is no need to go to inspect every day, but Uncle Zhang is used to walking after dinner. After coming back from a walk, drink a cup of brewed Kuding tea, take another nap, and wait for three or four o'clock in the afternoon to get up again to continue stir-frying tea.
"Our side is an old iron pot fried tea in an earthen stove, up to two kilograms at a time. Your uncle's health is not as good as before, I reduced the amount for him, and I fried two or three catties at a time. In the process of frying, you should also choose the broken ones, and when they are almost done, you should start to roll them. After a pot of tea is fried, it is almost six or seven o'clock in the evening. It's a little better in the summer, but you can't do it in the winter, so when the weather is the coldest, the old man and I will go to live at the bottom of the mountain for a while. ”
The new village also has their house, and at the end of the village, it is a small two-story building with one floor and one bottom. One building is divided into two houses, which are specially provided for the elderly and villagers with poor family conditions.
There are also well-organized families who do not have the money to repair their houses, and they are not qualified to live in such small buildings. Either go borrow money or take out a low-interest loan.
"As long as people are diligent, how can they not make money? This mountain has been developed in front of the mountain and the mountain behind it, and several brothers of my third son-in-law's family have partnered to build a farmhouse in the back mountain, and the two large courtyards are connected, and they earn a lot of money every year. ”
Chen Xin didn't ask how to distribute it, anyway, looking at Aunt Zhang's expression, she shouldn't be too much of a loss to her girl.
"My daughter is a solid-eyed woman, and her mind is not as nimble as her two older brothers. But stupidity also has the advantage of being stupid, she is diligent and filial, and her in-laws also like her. The two sisters-in-law were busy with the farmhouse, and the in-laws lived in her house for her to take care of, and the two sisters-in-law recognized the money. Then her man went to the farmhouse to help cook, and he was paid a month's salary, as well as a bonus, which was better than going out to work. ”
"Then why didn't the third sister follow her two sisters-in-law to open a farmhouse?"
"I don't have any money. Aunt Zhang sighed, and only then could she see a little sad at this time, "Her second brother is very sick, and the family doesn't have much money, and the army gives treatment fees, but the later care and medicine money are also not a lot of expenses, which are all borne by the third and third son-in-law." ”
Chen Xin sighed and admired Aunt Zhang's third son-in-law. can save his brother-in-law so selflessly, this son-in-law is really a rare good person.
As they were talking, they heard someone calling Uncle Zhang below.
"Yo, everyone is here, my third son-in-law is here. ”
Aunt Zhang dropped the bamboo basket that picked up tea, wiped her hands on her apron, and hurriedly stood up to see her son-in-law.
"Mom, I'll bring you some meat and eggs. A lean man climbed up the mountain with a basket on his back, put down the basket on the side of the dam, and pulled the hose to flush his feet.
"Where have you been? How did you get mud all over your body?" Aunt Zhang was very worried when she saw the dirty muddy water on her son-in-law's body, and her eyes couldn't stop looking up and down.
"It's okay Mom, I went to my second brother's grave just now, and when I came back, I saw a rabbit fall into a trap, and I wanted to catch it, but I didn't pay attention to it and slipped down. ”
"What are you doing on the second grave?" Aunt Zhang didn't figure it out, it's not a year or a festival, and it's not an anniversary, what do you see when you go to the second grave?
"No, Murakami asked me to register, I went to take a trip, and by the way, I took the letter sent by the Zhang Military Region to all the veterans and burned it for the second brother. ”
Aunt Zhang sniffed and didn't say anything. In the middle of the ring, she smiled again and beckoned her third son-in-law to come into the house to drink tea.
"Your dad just fried it, you take a pack back. Isn't your sister-in-law's mother diabetic? The expert said that this drink is useful, so you give it to her mother. ”
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