Chapter 7 A great harvest on the mountain

After the four of them packed up their things, they chose a road that is usually not walked by people to go down the mountain, hoping to gain more useful things when they went down the mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Not to mention, the road that no one walks, although it is difficult to walk, but it is rich in resources, and there are two hares on the road, of course, Xiao'er picked up a small stone and smashed it over, and the three boys were really stunned and stunned when they went up the mountain this time. The hit rate of this mess is too high, and how can it be lived!

Later, they met a pheasant, and the three of them said that they didn't need Xiao'er to do anything, so the fierce battle of the chicken flying began: blocking, pounced, smashed, and covered with a back basket, and eighteen kinds of martial arts went into battle to finally get the pheasant. After taking down the pheasant, the three of them sat down to breathe, and the feeling of being more popular than people rose in their hearts.

Xiao'er walked around again when they were catching pheasants, found a hare nest, and according to the method taught by the white swan, she successfully used the space water to collect a nest of hares, and found a nest of wild eggs.

"We're so lucky today, I've never caught so many pheasants on the mountain before. Jing Rui thought that he could boil chicken soup for his mother to drink, so he couldn't help but smile sincerely.

"Today's pheasants are stupid. Xiao'er deliberately said stupid things in order to cover up her hit rate. What they got was a roll of the three boys' eyes.

The four of them went down the mountain in a laughing and laughing, and stopped at a small stream at the foot of the mountain, and began to count the prey.

Shen Zixuan really climbed the tree, took out five bird eggs, and found two sugar canes, which had been cut off with a sickle.

Shen Jingrui found wild walnuts and picked two catties, a small bag of yellow bubble fruits, and Shen Jinghao picked more than ten kiwis. Xiao'er small half basket of chestnuts and yams. All that's left are four pheasants and two rabbits.

The four of them were hungry all the way, so they made a fire by the brook and roasted two yams, a few birds' eggs, and wild eggs. While waiting for these things to ripen, we chatted while eating sugar cane, kiwi and yellow bubble fruit.

The breeze blows gently, and the autumn sky, high, deep, and cloudless, looks so clear and blue. Occasionally, you can see flocks of migratory birds flying by under the blue sky. The fields in the distance are like a sea of gold, and under the gentle caress of the breeze, there are waves of waves. Xiao'er ate sweet sugar cane, looked at this beautiful scenery, and remembered a sentence that she often saw in her previous life: "The present world is stable, and the years are quiet."

"The present world is stable, and the years are quiet. That's a good point, Xiao'er, where did you hear that?" Shen Zixuan looked at Shen Xiao'er curiously, I don't know if it was an illusion, and suddenly felt that the Xiao'er I saw this time was different from the past, although she was also clever in the past, she was not so confident and smart.

Xiao'er didn't expect that she would say what was in her heart, and she was helpless, this is the rhythm of lying again: "I overheard what people said in the town, and I felt very yearning, so I remembered it."

Shen Zixuan didn't say anything more, quietly looked at the scenery in front of him, thinking about things.

After a while, the yam and the eggs were cooked, and several people shared them, and there was still a bird egg and an egg left, and Xiao'er decided to take them home for the Liu family to eat. After eating, Xiao'er divided the things into two portions, the same half, and each loaded a basket. Hand one of the baskets to Shen Zixuan: "Brother Zixuan, the things in this basket are yours, you take them back first, and we will go to your house to get the basket another day." ”

Shen Zixuan didn't want it, most of these things were obtained by Xiao'er and the three of them, and he didn't make any efforts, so he got them himself, and he would let them take them back, not to mention that it wasn't.

"Brother Zixuan, don't, then I won't play with you next time. Xiao'er can only use the killer weapon of a child's coquettishness: How are you, I won't play with you next time.

Shen Zixuan knows some of the situation in their family, the people in the three rooms of the Shen family are honest and kind, and they all do a lot of work, but they can't even eat enough at home, and each one is thinner than the other. Let's take a look at the other people in the second room of the big house, that one is not oily. But forcing the three children to look like you don't want to break up the relationship, knowing that it was their kindness, after thinking about it, he compromised: "You can take things, but tomorrow you will come to my house for dinner." "In fact, if you take things back to their own homes, it is estimated that there are not many things that can enter their mouths, so when you go to your own home, you can just clip a few more pieces of meat for them.

The three of them did not refuse, and they agreed, but they did not succeed on the second day.

The three of them returned to Shen's house, and at this time there was no one in the courtyard, and the three of them returned to the west wing with the basket on their backs. Liu had just finished feeding his little sister milk, patted her on the back for a while, and let her sleep by herself. When she saw that the three siblings had returned, she hurriedly asked them to wash their hands and faces. Jing Rui put down the basket: "Mother, we met Brother Zixuan at the foot of the mountain today, he took us to a place we haven't been to before, and the harvest is rich." ”

"Yes, mother, today we have beaten four pheasants, two rabbits, chestnuts, yams, bird eggs, wild eggs, pecans, and wild fruits. We also ate sugar cane. Jing Hao counted today's harvest with his little finger.

"There are so many things, you shouldn't have come into the mountains, right?" Hearing this, Liu's worries were more than joyful, usually the child's father couldn't get so many things at once when he went up the mountain.

"No, we are on the periphery, because Brother Zixuan took it, so we walked a little farther than usual. Don't worry, mother, we won't go to the mountains in private. Jing Rui hurriedly made a guarantee.

Liu was relieved when he heard this, his children knew that they were the most sincere and would not lie to themselves.

"Mother, kill the chicken in a while, boil a chicken soup for you to drink, drink more soup, my sister will have enough milk to drink." Xiao'er glanced at her sleeping little sister, whose skin was a little yellow, hoping it was just physiological jaundice. But just in case, you have to give Liu more space water to drink, and then give milk to the little sister.

"We also picked up wild eggs and bird eggs, roasted them, and my mother gave them to you. Jing Hao took out a wild egg and a bird egg and handed them to Liu.

"You eat separately, mother is not hungry. "Liu's is really not as hungry as usual today, and there is more milk, my little sister is full, and she hasn't made trouble all morning.

"Each of us has eaten it, and we have also eaten roasted yams, this is mother's, mother, you eat, if you are not hungry, my little sister will be hungry too." Jing Rui has also learned to use his little sister to talk about things.

The three children took turns to persuade them, but Liu couldn't break the three of them, so they ate a bird's egg, and the egg was left for Shen Chengyao to eat.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in the yard now, it is estimated that everyone is taking a nap, Xiao'er decided to kill the two chickens first. Boil the chicken soup out for Liu to drink, I don't have to eat lunch, how can I stand it.

In her previous life, when Xiao'er followed her cousin on an adventure in the wild, she also did the work of killing chickens. Survival skills in the wild are also one of the skills that the children of the Shen family must learn in their previous lives.

The three of them put the rabbit in the cage, and then carried the chicken to the kitchen, Jing Hao is young, so he is responsible for boiling the water, and after boiling the water, he is responsible for burning the fire and cooking the chestnuts. Jing Rui and Xiao'er worked together to kill both chickens and let them bleed.

"Xiao'er, why don't you leave a chicken to kill tomorrow, then tomorrow my mother can drink an extra bowl of chicken soup." ”

Xiao'er carefully scalded the feathers on the whole body of the two chickens with boiling water, then took them out and gave one to Jing Rui to pluck the chicken feathers: "Tonight, the uncle's family has come back from the town, and it is estimated that a chicken can eat a piece of breast, if you kill both of them, you will eat one for everyone tonight, and leave one for your mother to eat, wouldn't it be better."

"But if you kill two, your mother won't eat one. Jing Rui said in a low voice, he knows the people in the room too well, and he also knows his father.

"Don't worry, I'll let my mother eat it. Let's move quickly now, hurry up and boil the soup out and serve it to my mother. ”

Hearing this, Jing Rui immediately quickened his hands and feet. The two plucked the chicken, disemboweled the internal organs, and cleaned them. Xiao'er immediately chopped up the two chickens and took them to the kitchen to make soup. And the remaining internal organs were left to Jing Rui to clean.

Xiao'er put the chicken soup that everyone drank in a clay pot and boiled it slowly, and what Liu drank was stir-fried in an iron pot, cut a lot of shredded ginger into it, and then added space water to boil it directly, and it didn't take long to use the soup plate leftovers. In fact, the soup is not necessarily good if it is boiled for too long, there will be a lot of purines in it, which is not good for the body, so the soup Xiaoer that Liu drank was not too thick, and this kind of chicken soup practice is also done for confinement people in some areas of a modern province.