On the second day of the fifth lunar month, the first rain in May came unexpectedly in the thunder in the second half of the night.

The two production brigades of Yanqi Commune were very glad that the wheat grains were pushed evenly and dried and put into the granary during the day.

"I don't know how long it will rain this time, and the wires haven't been pulled up yet. Xiang Rongxin got up early, put on an old yellow shirt full of patches, stood under the eaves of his house, and muttered as he watched the rain curtain of white fog drift.

"It should not be long after, right? It's all May, the day after tomorrow Dragon Boat Festival, and the Dragon Boat Festival is generally open to the sun. Rest assured. Aunt Deng came out after cooking porridge, and saw that her husband was still in a daze, so she explained a few words.

"Yes. ”

Xiang Rongxin carefully recalled the Dragon Boat Festival in previous years, and it was indeed good weather. The first half of the year has been very smooth, resulting in an earlier harvest of winter wheat. In previous years, everyone in the Dragon Boat Festival was still harvesting wheat in the field. In my impression, there is not a day when I am not sweating profusely in the face of the poisonous sun.

Thinking about it like this, my heart is much more relaxed.

"This winter wheat has made a good start, and I hope that next month's early rice harvest and late rice transplanting will also go so smoothly!"

Xiang Rongxin poked his head out to look at the sky, it was white, and only the rain was on his face.

Aunt Deng smiled when she saw this: "Okay, let's eat." Wake up so early, the is so chaotic that I don't know whether to crow or not. ”

"Eat, eat!"

Xiang Rongxin smacked his mouth, wiped his face, and followed him into the house for breakfast. After breakfast, I talked to the master about the postponement.

If it rains, you won't be able to set up wires, so the electricians' work has to be postponed for the time being. As for how long it will be delayed, it depends on whether God appreciates his face.

Fortunately, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and this year's grain harvest has fired the first shot, and every household happily takes out the glutinous rice that they have hoarded years ago, and takes advantage of the rainy day to do no work, wrapping zongzi and boiling tea eggs.

Yingfang's family is the same, inserting mugwort, soaking glutinous rice, soaking zongzi leaves, and mixing zongzi stuffing...... It's a lot of fun.

The family hoarded a lot of glutinous rice, originally wanted to make rice wine, but directly asked the second aunt's maiden family to buy more than 100 catties of sorghum roast, enough for her to make dozens of jars of medicinal wine, glutinous rice saved.

Speaking of which, this is the first Dragon Boat Festival after recovering the daughter, and it is also the first Dragon Boat Festival that the triplets have ever had, and Xiao Sanye and his wife attach special importance to this.

The commune cadre in charge of the near mountain col had received a pack of cigarettes from Xiao Sanye earlier, and out of kindness, he quietly reminded the third master in private, saying that it was nothing to pack a few zongzi and boil a few tea eggs, and it was eaten horizontally and vertically, but mugwort should not be inserted, in case you come up to check, do you want to have a good festival?

Xiao Sanye glanced at him, and said seriously: "Artemisia is a good thing! If you have a lot of mosquitoes, listen to me, insert a few pieces of mugwort on the door, and keep no mosquitoes in to bite you." Do you have cold legs in winter? Are you still so bold in the cold? Hurry up and soak your feet in mugwort, and you will be able to cure your cold legs......

The commune cadres were stunned by him: "Really, really?"

My daughter is studying Chinese medicine, and I knew that I learned from your old doctor Zhang earlier, and then followed my son-in-law to join the army, and never gave up self-study, and I also participated in a Chinese herbal medicine movement supervised by a medical association in the provincial capital...... What is the Chinese herbal medicine movement, this is a long story, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, anyway, it is an activity to promote herbal medicine. Mugwort can cure both diseases and insects, of course, it is a herbal medicine, do you think we should actively use it?"

The commune cadres believed it, went home in a daze, glanced at the empty door panel, and asked their mother-in-law to go to the river to pick some mugwort and come back, saying that it was on the door.

His mother-in-law couldn't turn a corner, and it was still raining heavily in the morning, muttering that she had to go out and take a turn around the whole brigade to remind those members who had a good life and had gone off the line, so as not to bring trouble to the commune if they were not careful. Death is a small matter, but implicating the masses is a big matter. But why did you go out for such a short time and come back? Come back, come back, and let her pick mugwort, and say that she wants to plug in the door...... Fall for it!

"You've just fallen for the evil spirit! If you want to go, you'll go! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, who is in charge of the family? Ahhhh His daughter-in-law pouted, listened to the man, braved the rain to go to the river, and brought back the mugwort.

Word soon spread in the Near Col Brigade - for no other reason than the active propaganda of this commune cadre.

The province has also specially launched a campaign of Chinese herbal medicine, and it seems very difficult to promote such a high-level activity in the countryside, but when it comes to a specific herbal medicine, this cadre comrade with a particularly high ideological consciousness feels that he can still give it a try.

Waiting for the neighbors, the people in front of the river and behind the river all plugged in mugwort, and some enthusiastic neighbors also went to Yingfang's house to guide where the mugwort medicine has a heavy fragrance and a good mosquito repellent effect, Xiao Sanye sprayed tea with a "poof".

"Tsk, it's rare to see such a solid-eyed person these days!" he didn't know what to say.

This person is a fool, right? I believe that he is just talking nonsense, and he actually promotes the Dragon Boat Festival with great fanfare. If you really attract the turtle grandsons of the county revolutionary committee, I'm afraid it won't be good.

That's it, who let this moth come up with him in the final analysis, something-the old man is around!

Xiao Sanye couldn't wait for the zongzi to come out of the pot, so he brought a small net pocket that he had nothing to do, and diligently gave the old man's favorite loaches and yellow eels to the net. Before the aftermath, the old man had to eat a few fried loaches that he had in mind.

"Mom, are these threads enough?" Ying Fang took out a ball of three-strand synthetic cotton thread from the room and sent it to the stove room.

The rice dumpling rope torn from palm leaves was used up, but there were many rice dumpling shells, glutinous rice, and rice dumpling filling, so Jiang Xinrou asked her daughter to find some cotton thread to come out.

"Enough is enough, not so much. Put it here, you go back to the house and look at the baby, don't fall out of bed. Hearing the big baby's babbling and self-talk from the east house, he waved his hand and asked the girl to hurry back to the room.

The three baby eggs are so small, no adult can see it.

In addition to a large pot of zongzi cooked on the stove, she and her sister-in-law Fu also have two wooden barrels of glutinous rice to be wrapped into zongzi - a bucket of pork belly dumplings and a bucket of bean paste and date dumplings, and the amount of work is not small.

Don't look at the need to wrap so many zongzi, everyone on the mountain has one for each of them, and the rest is enough for their family to have two breakfasts.

Temporarily, I heard that Xia Lao was coming, and it seemed that I had to soak a few catties of glutinous rice. After all, it is impossible for Xia Lao to come alone, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old guard, a big stomach. Three big meat dumplings for breakfast, maybe they still endured it and didn't let go of their belly.

Fortunately, there is good news - with Xia Lao, there is also a liberation brand military card allocated to Qunying Village as a means of transportation. The old man slapped his leg happily and laughed, shouting, "Lao Xia has finally done a human thing......

If Xia Lao was present, he would have a cold face: Isn't Lao Tzu doing less people?

Originally, the military card stopped in the big courtyard allocated to the old man, and Xia Lao just crossed the river by ferry, and it was not that he hadn't come.

Unexpectedly, the area of the yard is large, otherwise it wouldn't have been killed by the owner of the house. But the height of the gate guarded by the stone lion is very limited, and the truck is really stuck outside, and I am afraid that I have to cut off a layer of roof to squeeze in.

Xia Lao waited for the stone pavilion with a roof in the courtyard, and asked the guards to go to Yanqi Commune and ask Old Man Xiao if he wanted to open the wall.

"Why don't you open it!"

The high-walled compound is just a decoration?

I can't even drive a military truck with a load of only three tons, isn't it a decoration?

So, the old man took two guards and hurriedly crossed the river and smashed the wall to open the door (vehicle entrances and exits).

As for Xiao Sanye...... Jiang Xinrou looked at the sky with annoyance, since she recognized her daughter, the goods seemed to have become even more convulsive than before she retired. probably felt that after leaving that circle, no one could restrain him.

Yingfang was driven back to the house by her mother, and saw that the big baby was awake, but she didn't clamoring for milk, but turned over, twisted her limbs like lotus roots, and moved closer to the end of the bed little by little like a reptilian worm.

Yingfang twitched her mouth, let him go, it's always good to be so fat, it's always good to exercise more.

She took the needlework and sat on the big bed opposite, and quickly sewed up the five-colored sachet that was still a few stitches away.

As the big baby finally moved to the end of the bed on all fours, and reached his favorite cloth tiger with satisfaction, Yingfang also sewed the last sachet.

The five-color sachets the size of the three babies were ready, and they picked a few herbs that repel insects and avoid plague, sewed them into the gauze and stuffed them into the mouth of the sachet, and finally tightened and sewed the mouth, so that the little ones would not bite and gnaw on the herbs inside as teething cakes to suck.

It's not that she's stingy, only making sachets for her three babies, but this thing, like mugwort, will basically not be taken care of by anyone if you do it quietly, but if it's as grand as the New Year, it's easy to have an accident.

Instead of wasting time and effort to make sachets for relatives and friends who usually take a lot of care of her, it is better to wrap some zongzi, boil some tea eggs and salted duck eggs to give away. These days, there is no more tangible gift of gratitude than what to eat.

"Xiaofang! Xiaofang!" "Xiang Second Aunt's loud voice came from the gate of the courtyard, "Gangzi asked your second uncle to bring a message, saying that the master who pulled the wire was coming to the house for dinner tonight, and asked you to prepare a few more dishes." It's okay else, I hurried to my own land, it was so heavy before, I was afraid that the newly opened cabbage ridge would be washed away, so I didn't come in. ”

When Ying Fang heard this, she hurriedly ran out of the room, and said to the second aunt through the rain: "I know the second aunt, thank you for notifying." Come back to my house and bring a few zongzi back. My family has two flavors, salty and sweet, do you and your second uncle like sweet or salty?"

Xiang Er's aunt wore a hat on her head, a cloak, and a dustpan in her hand, waved her hand and said, "No, look, before you get to the ground, the soles of your shoes are all mud, won't it be dirtier when you come back?" I also have a bag of zongzi, just adapt to the occasion. It's the salted duck eggs you soaked, leave two for me when you go back, your second uncle likes your pickled duck eggs the most, I don't think I can pickle the oil, but it's good again, I cheekily ask you for it. ”

Ying Fang hurriedly said: "What's this, salted duck eggs have been marinated a lot this year, and I'm sure I'll keep them for you." ”

said goodbye to the second aunt and went to her own land, and Yingfang returned to the room.

When I raised my eyes and saw that the big baby was using the strength of the cloth tiger, he actually stood up crookedly, climbed the bed railing as if he was about to pounce out, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Yangyang!"

She rushed forward with a brisk stride and picked up the big baby.

"Scared my mother to death!"

"Cluck-"

The big baby who is small and bold also said that his mother teased him, and screamed excitedly.

Ying Fang held her forehead: "Yangyang is good, don't wake up your younger brothers and sisters." ”

"Babble!"

Gotcha! I've woken up.

Nuan Nuan and Yan Yan woke up one after another, but they didn't cry, they opened their dark eyes, looking at you cutely, Yingfang only felt that her heart was crisp.

Overall, the three little ones are still very good to bring. Listening to Yan Fei's sister-in-law on the other side of the river, it has been almost eight months since her family's hairy head came out of her mother's belly, and she has never woken up without crying once. If you are hungry, you will howl loudly, and if you are not hungry, you will howl a few times. Therefore, when I see my baby eggs waking up most of the time, I am babbling, lying on the bed, waving my arms and kicking my calves, and obediently waiting for adults to change their diapers and breastfeed, and I am so envious.

But there is one thing that I was not relieved of when I was a child - when I got bigger, I turned over and slipped one by one, crawled like I got up, and several times I saw them sitting up crookedly, just like the boss of the square. If there is no adult watching, it is possible to fall out of bed.

Ying Fang first fed the eldest child, and then let him play with the cloth tiger at the end of the bed, and then fed the second child instead.

Today it is the turn of the third child to drink milk powder. After feeding her daughter, Yingfang carried a can of milk powder, and there was not much milk powder.

My sister-in-law said in a letter before that an acquaintance from the milk powder factory had packed and mailed it, but I didn't know when it would arrive.

Fortunately, the three babies grew teeth one after another, and the pink gums emerged one after another with glutinous rice-like white baby teeth, and rice paste and sweet potato soup were used as staple foods in turn, and they didn't see anything uncomfortable.

When the other women comrades heard this, they rolled their eyes: Of course, there is nothing uncomfortable! Who has lost their breast milk and doesn't drink rice cereal and sweet potato soup? What is that? Don't say that you have eaten it, but you have never seen it.

Oh, I've seen it.

When I drank the full moon wine, I saw Jiang Xinrou soaking it.

Fortunately, Jiang Xinrou's statement to the outside world at that time was: Haicheng's nephew and daughter-in-law asked someone to get the internal supply from the milk powder factory, and after eating these two cans, it was gone. The follow-up milk is not enough, so I can only deal with it with rice paste.

Everyone is envious, but no one is jealous. Who made Yingfang's mother's family domineering. Grandpa was the founding father of the People's Republic of China; my father and mother were retired workers who ate public food; my cousin, according to Shu Caiyun's girl, was the director of the Haicheng Revolutionary Committee and a senior cadre; and my cousin-in-law ...... No matter what it does, since you can ask someone to get milk powder that can't be bought with money and tickets in a small county, can it be an ordinary person?

If Jiang Xinrou hadn't said it to death at the beginning, these seven aunts and eight aunts might have chased Ying Fang to ask for milk powder. It's okay to pay for it, but I'm afraid that I'll carry a bag of old rice and come over to exchange milk powder with you.