Chapter 82: Honey

Zhu Yiscoop: "Where did you get the leftover steamed buns that you picked up on a rainy day?" She went in and out under our noses, and I saw her take it out later?"

Wang Mantou: "You mean, she tossed to God's house?"

Zhu Yiscoop: "It's hard to say what we don't see." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info She doesn't have it in the house anyway. I searched the iron pot that day, and I also went to look at it, and there were only a few handfuls of dried steamed buns in the basket.

"Yesterday when I was cleaning the pig farm, the captain asked me to get a bamboo broom, and I took a closer look at the basket, and there were still a few handfuls of dried steamed buns, which was very disproportionate to what she picked up.

"I had a little bit in my heart at the time, so I just paid attention to her all afternoon, and sometimes she didn't look stupid, she looked like a big child. ”

Wang Mantou: "You have doubts, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhu Yijiao: "If she hadn't asked for the pot to cook the pears, I wouldn't have said it this morning." Where we said it, no one should go out and say it. I always felt that this kid was not simple. ”

Aunt Cheng, who helped the cook: "Actually, it's not a secret. When she was working in the fields, many people said that she was not the same as she used to be. ”

Wang Mantou: "You say, is it that the body is stupid, and the brain has become a white-haired grandmother?"

Zhu Yiscoop: "It's hard to say, but this child is really not ordinary." He will be a blessed man in the future!"

Grandma Pu: "The white-haired grandmother is a god, what if you make her smarter?"

Zhu Yiscoop: "It's hard to say, the affairs of the divine family are not something that our ordinary people can guess." ”

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At noon, I ate pork steamed buns. Each person also got a mooncake.

The atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival is suddenly rendered, and people are eating and whispering about offerings to the moon in the evening.

"Everyone thought about it, and when they remembered it, they said aloud, see how many offerings they could get together. Although I ate in the cafeteria, this custom still has to be adhered to. Wang Guilan proposed.

The production team is a big family of many people, and the production team leader is the head of the family. No matter how big or small, you have to think of everything. August 15 is a traditional folk festival, and as the captain, you can't leave it unanswered.

When the captain spoke, people began to discuss:

"Dates count as one. Now you can still pick fresh dates on some trees. ”

"Then go to the city to buy apples, oranges, peaches, count moon cakes, and make up a bumper harvest. ”

"The abundant harvest of the five grains is dedicated to the Lord of Heaven and Earth. This is to worship the moon grandmother, the best of the six or six Shun. ”

"It's beautiful, who goes to the city to buy it? The old men are not here, you are a woman, more than 30 miles back and forth, and when you come back, you have to carry the things you bought, and you have to come back?"

"Look at this day, I don't know when I will get down, don't get drenched on the road again. ”

"What then?"

"Local materials. What counts as nothing. As long as you are sincere, Grandma Moon will not pick on you. The captain said: "Go in the afternoon, there is nothing to sell in the city, and it will be in vain to go!"

People turn their goals to reality:

"Then plank two rows of peanuts and put one plate at each house, this can be counted as one. ”

"And edamame, which I've used in the past. Go to the field and pick a few late beans that are not yet ripe, cook them in the canteen, and put a plate on each of them, which is counted as an offering. ”

"I can't buy fresh peaches, let Wang steamed buns for us, a steamed peach, a few red dots on it, just say so." ”

"It's really good. Ask Wang Mantou, do you steam dry food in the afternoon?"

"Steamed, with noodles. Grandma Pu, who was helping out in the kitchen, said.

"Then let the captain tell Wang to make steamed buns, anyway, what is steamed is also eaten, won't it be different?"

Captain: "This can be done. ”

"There are dates, peanuts, edamame, peaches, plus moon cakes, and there are five things. Who wants to make up six things and buy a plate of snacks or sweets in the commissary. Women's captain Yan Lanhua said in conclusion.

"At the end of the afternoon, everyone shouted to pluck some peanuts and find some tender edamame. Don't delay the normal autumn harvest. The captain announced.

However, peanuts and edamame were not pulled back from the ground. Because it was not yet half in the afternoon, it began to rain in a dripping manner, and people were drenched from the ground.

The thin noodles with green onion and sesame oil that Lamei ate for lunch were made for her by Zhu Yizhi in a hurry. Due to the light food, Lamei paid attention to drinking more water, and did not have a fever again in the afternoon.

The rain kept falling, and Lamei couldn't get out.

Wang Xiaohua and Wang Xiuchun had to watch their little sister sleep at home at noon, and the little sister couldn't wake up, and they couldn't come.

When Lamei was bored looking at the rain curtain, looking forward to Wang Xiaohua and Wang Xiuchun, Zheng Cunliang broke in with a wet wetland.

Zheng Cunliang was naked, his hair was dripping with droplets, he was holding a cloth bag at his waist, and shouted as soon as he entered the door:

"Lamei, what do you think this is?"

Lamei: "I don't know, is it something good that doesn't work?"

"You guessed it. ”

Zheng Cunliang wiped a handful of water droplets on his chin, uncovered the cloth bag layer by layer, revealing a dry sunflower cake-like thing inside, and stuffed it into Lamei's hand:

"Honey, it's sweet, it's best to pay off the fire, and it's best to eat this in your throat. ”

Lamei smiled: "So, you will use your jacket to wrap it! Beware of the rain that will make you gonorrhea." ”

"I'm fine, great. Zheng Cunliang patted his chest and scratched his wet hair: "I found it in the woods, and as soon as I picked it off, it started to rain." This one is afraid of water, and the water melts as soon as it is flushed. ”

Lamei looked up at him, and saw that his face was swollen like a big basin, and his big eyes were also slit, and she was really startled, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with your face?

Zheng Cunliang lowered his head and whispered, "No, it was a bee sting." ”

Lamei's heart was moved: in order to let himself eat honey, he actually went to pick honeycomb. In broad daylight, bees are going in and out of the honeycomb, so it's no wonder if they don't get stung!

He remembered that when he was at his house last night, he was in a coma due to his fever, and he actually pulled his hand and cried. It seems that this is a boy who values love and righteousness, and it is enough to have him by his side in this life!

Lamei hurriedly put down the honeycomb in her hand, picked up his shirt and shook it, covering up her feelings.

The jacket was wet for more than half of it, and then looked at the shorts on Zheng Cunliang's body, which were wet. Afraid that he would catch a cold, he handed him the clip:

"You wrap the quilt and take off your shorts, and I'll dry it for you. ”

"This ......," Zheng Cunliang grinned. Seeing that his wet pants were dripping water, he couldn't sit or lie down, so he had to comply. After wrapping the quilt, I took off my shorts.

Lamei put on a piece of oilcloth and took her wet clothes to the West Wing Restaurant. There is no shortage of people here for a long time, and it is just used to enter and exit the space.