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Buttons were pressed on the shoulders and straps were sewn under the armpits, which were equivalent to two pieces of wild cloth, and after hanging on the body, the buttons and belts were buttoned and tied to become a "new dress". The style is a little weird, but it's better than a hot day and a sweat that can't be changed every day.

Since entering the farm, no one has picked the mushrooms at the foot of the mountain, all of them have grown to the size of a palm, this time it is cheaper to Qingling, a back basket is not enough, passing by Grandma Zhang's house, asking her old man to borrow one, and the mushrooms picked back are half of her.

Don't worry about having too many mushrooms, and dry them if you can't finish them fresh. In winter, whether it is used to cook soup or stew chicken, it is a rare and good side dish.

The moist ice grass next to the mushroom bushes also harvested a few crops. After teaching Grandma Zhang how to mix cold, the old couple also had one more dish in their summer diet.

As for the overly old ice grass, Qingling suggested that Grandma Zhang chop it up and feed it to the chickens.

The two hens didn't lay much eggs in the summer, and they barely got one after three or five days. After eating ice grass, I actually recovered. Every morning when I get up, I can pick up two eggs in the chicken coop, and I am so happy that Grandma Zhang praises Ling as a lucky star.

For this reason, every time Qingling came to the door, Grandma Zhang would boil soft-boiled eggs for her to eat.

Eating Qingling was embarrassed to death, which didn't let Xiao Jin try to scare the pheasant or wild duck, and brought it back to fight with the old couple.

Last time, half of the pheasant was stewed in soup, and half of it was made into a drunken chicken by Grandma Zhang for her to take home for dinner. I ate it all early after a few days. Although she still had a half-catty meat ticket and seventeen yuan in her hand, she didn't dare to squeeze the ferry to hang around in the county before her arm was full.

It is true that Xiao Jin can drive out low-level beasts by exerting coercion, but it is purely an accident to scare a fat pheasant into scaring around like last time, and finally knock his head on the trunk of a tree.

Qingling asked it to try again, and it also missed the fragrant pheasant meat, so he chose a forest with flocks of pheasants and towering ancient trees around it, and began to experiment whether the coercion of free retraction could only scare the pheasants without scaring them away.

The first time it failed.

The coercion is too much, not to mention the pheasant, as long as it is a living thing, they all run away, and they disappear in an instant.

Again!

This time it finally happened.

Looking at the pheasant fainting in the distance, Qingling jumped three feet high excitedly.

"One, two, three...... Wow wow, wow, little gold is so good!

After the pheasants scattered in the flock, Qingling ran to the trunk of the tree to pick up the leak, and picked up a total of four frightened pheasants.

Among them, three are female, and the pheasant I picked up last time, they are all gray fluttering feathers, except that the tail feathers are slightly longer and harder than the chicken, and the overall look is not much different from the chicken.

The other one was clearly male—with a bright red crown and ornate feathers, and a tail feather two feet long.

"It's so beautiful! It must be beautiful to make a fan. Qingling admired while tying pheasants with vines.

Kim has no love for the fan, it just wants to eat meat. The group was on Qingling's shoulder, urging her to go down the mountain early.

One or two pheasants can be carried away, four pheasants are a bit tricky.

A few more vines were pulled, put on one by one, and dragged along.

It's just a little ugly. Qingling stuck out her tongue.

The back basket full of mushrooms and mountain fruits was handed over to Xiao Jin, and this part of the road in the forest was shared by him. She dragged the vines covered with pheasants down the hill slowly.

This forest is a little far from the foot of the mountain, otherwise it would not have caught so many pheasants. Although it has not yet reached the belly of the mountain, the average villager does not dare to go so deep.

It's true that there are wolves in the mountains.

Qingling had also heard wolf howls a few times, but with Xiao Jin there, she dared to come in.

Perhaps there were not many people coming, but this piece of mountain fruits and wild vegetables was quite abundant—heavy fruits hanging on the branches, wild vegetables, mushrooms, fungus everywhere, and even a few wild watermelons with green skin and tiger stripes......

I had no choice but to have a total of two back baskets, and the ones I picked and picked along the way were already full. Baskets, baskets, etc., you have to ask her hanging arms if she can eat.

"But it's okay, let's come back tomorrow, come in with an empty basket. Qingling shook her claws and shook her arms.

Jin has no opinion.

It prefers nature to stay at home in a proper way.

One person and one snake took advantage of the fact that the sun had not yet set, and the villagers were still in the field to harvest, and hurriedly went down the mountain to Zhang's house.

Before Dr. Zhang got off work, Grandma Zhang sprinkled water and swept the floor in the yard alone. Seeing this battle, I was really shocked: "Good boy! So many pheasants! Did you pick it up again?"

This luck, there is no one but this girl.

Having said that, no matter how many pheasants there are in the mountains, how can ordinary people dare to go in? After all, a child without a father and mother is pitiful, and if he wants to eat some meat, he has to pounce in the mountains.

Grandma Zhang was full of sympathy, looked at Qingling kindly, and looked at the latter with a hairy heart, only to hear Grandma Zhang say: "Girl, tonight I stew half of it for you to replenish your body, and how about marinating the rest for you to make smoked chicken?"

There is not much rice wine at home, and it is not enough to make drunk chicken. Grandma Zhang looked at the salt jar and wasn't sure if there was enough salt. It seems that the old man has to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives in the past few days, and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar have to be added.

"Grandma Zhang, one male and one female have been slaughtered, one is stewed and eaten, and the other is pickled and sent to the uncle in my province. Qingling said.

The Zhang family was able to come up with so many tickets, and Uncle Zhang, who was in the provincial capital, contributed a lot. I naturally want to repay him with something delicious at hand, "I want to keep the other two mothers, and we will also have a family of chicken to eat during the Chinese New Year." Just eat chicken stewed mushrooms!"

Grandma Zhang saw that she insisted on making such an arrangement, so she went.

Naturally, my heart is also happy. The son and daughter-in-law are in the provincial capital, and although there is no shortage of that stuttering, they can't eat a few bites of chicken all year round. The youngest grandson was twelve years old, and when he was older, the meat ticket sent by his son, and the old couple wanted to save it and ask someone to bring it back with the eggs. If you don't make up for it at this time, don't look back and be as thin as a bamboo pole like your eldest granddaughter.

"Girl, Grandma Zhang is not polite to you. When you go back, your uncle sent you 7788 tickets, and grandma brought them to you. ”

"Don't, Grandma Zhang. Qingling hurriedly waved her hand, "I've been eating at your house these days, and I've earned a chicken as my food expense." The ticket sent by the uncle, you and the uncle should spend it, and don't spend it for the New Year......"

"What rubs rice and doesn't rub rice. Grandma Zhang couldn't cry or laugh, and nodded Qingling's forehead and said, "You girl, the rice noodles you brought before are not rice? Thanks to you, I ate chicken before the Chinese New Year. ”

Qingling smirked: "Rub each other, rub each other." ”