But he said that Ye Zi saw that Guiwa was disobedient, so he went to tell his mother-in-law. But the mother-in-law said for a long time, but Guiwa still refused to go out with the side team. Ye Zi was angry, walked more than ten miles back to her parents' house, and left the dog baby with her mother-in-law and husband.

But where will the precious baby take the child, even if he can, he is not willing to take it. Housework, cooking, and coaxing the baby all fell on the Liang family's mother-in-law. The baby has always been brought by the leaves, but it was suddenly replaced by a mother-in-law, and the child cried for his mother at every turn, which made the Liang family scramble.

"Guiwa, you go to Liuwan, quickly call back the leaves of the people. "I won't go. She ran hers, and she saved food when she ran. "You. The leaves are not there, and the baby is crying for her mother all day long, how can she coax it. ”

"Oh, it's not enough to leave her?! Guiwa took the child, thought of a way to coax the child, put the child on his neck, and put the child side by side in his hand, amusing the child for a while.

After the coke passed, the child still wanted a mother, so annoyed that the baby raised her hand and wanted to hit the child. The mother-in-law of the Liang family pulled the child away. "Oh, don't cry, don't cry. This little baby, how can you stand up to your thief's hand. ”

"Holy shit, it's annoying. "Who told you to run away with the leaves! You are Lao Tzu, dare you not take the baby?! Thief ruffian!" Coincidentally, at this moment, the precious baby's sister Tao'er came from her mother-in-law's house and coaxed the child, which stopped for a while.

Before leaving, Tao'er persuaded Guiwa and said, "Brother, my sister-in-law wants to teach you to go out with the sideline team, why don't you go?" Tao'er then said, "We are already poor in the house, and you don't know it. If it weren't for my sister-in-law Zhang Luo's sunflower pole house, you wouldn't even have a nest. ”

"That's true. The mother-in-law of the Liang family glanced at her son and interjected. "It's not about you. Seeing that there are only two babies, you still don't do it, what are you doing?"

"It's not that I don't do it, it's really not a human job, it's too hard, I can't do that. "That's also a helpless thing, there is no hope in the agricultural society, just. Guiwa turned her face, not knowing what she was looking at, and didn't answer for a while.

"Oh, why can't you solve it. If the couple quarrels, it doesn't matter, they can't be put aside. It's what people often say, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. You will go and call people for the next two days. ”

"Our mother is old, and you can't take the baby, so you make the baby inappropriate. "Ah, listen to the persuasion of the people, hurry up and bring them back. ”

In this way, Guiwa had no choice but to borrow a cow from the team, put on a small flat car, and went to Liuwan. When she came to her mother-in-law's house, Guiwa stubbornly said a lot of good things, and she still took the leaves back.

Guiwa refused to go with the sideline team, her legs grew on other people's bodies, and she couldn't get leaves. However, this precious baby is just a catch. Every 10th day of the lunar calendar, he would find an opportunity to ride his bicycle to the market for most of the day. And every time she comes back from the market, Guiwa can talk a lot about how to do business.

Seeing that Guiwa was so keen on business, Ye Zi gradually changed his initial idea. I thought to myself, as long as I don't delay my work, maybe there is some benefit to visiting the temple fair. So, it was as he pleased.

After the frost fell, the team gave a lot of persimmons to every family. The red and porcelain persimmon is bitter and unpalatable, and cannot be eaten directly. This leaf is indeed a good hand at living, and as soon as the persimmons are divided, they are busy making persimmons.

This is to make persimmons, that is, when the persimmons are still hard, the persimmons are tied to the persimmon cart (the persimmon cart is the persimmon car made by the Zhuang people, which is the machine that the Zhuang people make to tie the persimmon at one end and stir the persimmon with their hands in order to peel the persimmon), hold the persimmon knife in one hand and hold the persimmon that is tied (the persimmon knife knife, which is the persimmon peeling knife made by the Zhuang people), stir the persimmon cart with one hand, peel off the skin one by one, and neatly place it on the curtain mat made of sorghum straw strings, and dry it.

When the peeled persimmons are dried from bright red to orange-red, and then from orange-red to purple-red, and begin to soften throughout, press them one by one with your thumb, flatten them, put them in an urn, seal them, and cover them.

After a few days, take it out and dry it again, so dry it several times, and finally let the cold wind blow in winter, and the sugar in the persimmon will gradually seep out of the skin, and it will become a snow-white "frost" wrapped outside, and the persimmon will be done.

Persimmon cake, the appearance is gray, the inner flesh is golden, soft, luscious, sweet and moist, it has the effect of moistening the heart and lungs, relieving cough and phlegm, clearing heat and quenching thirst, strengthening the spleen and astringent intestines, and can also treat mouth ulcers. In addition to keeping a little persimmon cake that doesn't look good and using it for the New Year, Ye Zi pulled most of the persimmons to the temple fair and sold them to supplement the family.

Of course, those persimmons that are ripe or broken when they are brought home will be troughed by the leaves. It is to use a wooden plywood to clamp it one by one into two urns, one large and one small, and then put a little "leaven flag", and then seal it.

In winter, when the small urn is opened, it is the sake paste. Scoop the fermented rice into the steamer and steam it, and the fragrant persimmon wine flows out of the wheat straw tube at the bottom of the steamer, just in time for the New Year.

As for the big urn, when it is opened in the spring of the next year, it will be vinegar pastry. Scoop the vinegar paste into the "vinegar drench" (vinegar drench, which is to make an eye that can be inserted at the bottom of the small urn), add some water, and the persimmon vinegar will flow down from the sorghum straw made of sorghum straw at the bottom of the "vinegar drench".

The climate of Persimmon Bay is already dry, and it is easy to get angry if you are not jealous. The persimmon vinegar made from the leaves is enough for a family for a year.

If most of the people in the village can make this persimmon vinegar, then not the daughter-in-law of every family can make soybean sauce. Ye Zi learned the craft from her grandmother.

In February and March, when the weather is neither hot nor cold, but also dry, put some lard or vegetable oil in a large pot, fry the white beans until they are light yellow, and then fry the flour until they are light yellow.

Then pour the fried beans and flour together, add some water, and say that it is dry or not, and if it is wet or not, it will be put on the grate and put it in the pot (steam it slightly).

Then pour it into the helmet, melt some salt, mix and other condiments in the water bowl, mix it into a way that says it is thick or not, and it is not thin, cover the helmet with a sand cloth, put it in the sun to dry, dry it, stir it, and in a few days, you can see the drawing.

Depending on the size of the taste, add some good condiments, dry it again, stir it, and it's basically OK. Soybean sauce can be stir-fried, mixed noodles can also be stir-fried, or fried and eaten directly, the taste is very special. Of course, this is all off topic.

Just after New Year's Day in the second year of moving into the new hospital, Ye Zi gave birth to a daughter. Maybe it's because Ye Zi likes sweet and sour apricots, so he gave his daughter a milk name, called Apricot. Now that both children are complete, the family is happy. People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and the Liang family has a particularly happy Spring Festival this year.

The dog baby is more solid and not very abrasive. But this apricot is tired, during the day always want to be hugged, do not hug the cry, at night do not sleep, even if it takes a lot of effort to fall asleep, as soon as there is a urine and urine, wow, cry, change diapers, have to coax for a while to fall asleep.

Ye Zi was not feeling well, so he only gave Xing'er milk for three months. However, this child is naturally active, has a good amount of food, and grows quite strong.

The words are divided into two ends. Let's say that Dowa has been married for three years, and the child is more than a year old. The Chen family has three doors and three windows in the five north buildings, one with narrow doors and narrow windows at the east end, where the Chen family's parents live, two rooms with one door and one window at the west end, and the Gen'er family lives in the two rooms in the middle, which is also one door and one window.

As in the Gen'er House, as soon as you enter the Dowa House, there is an outer room, and when you open the curtain hanging on the door frame of the partition wall, you enter the inner room. In the inner room, there is a large window with a wooden lattice, the upper lattice is covered with cotton paper, and the lower lattice is filled with glass.

The clay kang is coiled against the window, and the curtains are opened during the day, and the needlework is done on the kang so that it does not feel dark, and at night the curtains are closed, and the outside cannot see the inside, and it does not affect sleep. Of course, the earthen kang is against the window, which is also easy to detect movement in the yard.

This Dowa is stronger than Guiwa, and when the persimmons were red, he went to Xishan to cut wood with the sideline team. Wu's mother is not in good health and lives with Wu's father in the county seat. As a result, there were only Xian'er's mother and son and Gen'er's family left in the courtyard of the Wu family.

In winter, the farm is slack, and Dowa is not at home, so the brigade secretary has nothing to do and comes to Xian'er to chat. This book is a ghost slapping his mouth, and as soon as he sits down, he talks endlessly, and often leaves in the middle of the night. As the days went by, it aroused the vigilance of Ye Zi's sister-in-law.

That night, there was no moon, it was very dark, and there was no one walking around the alley, and even if there were, they were usually lit with lanterns, and they could be seen from afar. The village was quiet, and the occasional dog barking could be heard in the distance.

The hairpin sits on the kang and holds the soles of his shoes under the kerosene lamp. He took the children to sit on a small stool, peeling corn around a sieve on the ground, and telling stories. Yesterday it was a ghost story, which scared the children so much that they didn't dare to go to the hut alone. Today, I will talk about Yue Fei's story.

It is said that Yue Fei was born only a few days ago, the left and right leaders were eating wine at Yue's house, and suddenly someone shouted that there was a big flood, and the water was very fierce, in the blink of an eye, the wall collapsed, and in a hurry, Yue Fei's father just put Yue Fei's mother and Yue Fei on his back in the flat-bottomed cylinder, and the cylinder was washed away......

Just as the child was listening to the story with relish, he heard two "squeaks" from the door, and footsteps walked towards the fairy house. The hairpin pointed out the window and whispered, "Listen, the thief is here again." "Mom, who's that?" asked the baby. "It's none of your business to strip you, talk to your father. ”

Gen'er said impatiently: "Oh, people are visiting the door, you are too lenient." "Hmph. The hairpin glanced at her husband disapprovingly, and continued to accept the soles of her shoes.

About eight o'clock the children spread out the rolls and went to sleep, the hairpin continued to do the needlework under the oil lamp, and the root was still peeling his corn in the sieve.

After a while, when the corn was peeled, he poured the kernels from the sieve into his pocket, cleaned up the cobs on the ground, and said to his wife, "Sleep." The hairpin replied, "You sleep first, and then take it for a while." The hairpin took the soles of his shoes under the oil lamp for a while, and felt sleepy, so he packed up and went to the thatched house under the kang.

As soon as she walked out of the house, a gust of cold wind made her shiver. The sky was full of stars, the night was quiet, and a few dog barks could be heard in the distance. The oil lamp on Dova's windowsill was still on, and a little red light was reflected through the curtains, and no voice could be heard from inside.

The hairpin came back from the thatched hut and gently approached the window of Dowa, only to hear the rustling inside, the woman muttering "lighter" or something, and the man holding his voice and panting...... The hairpin took a step back, stunned, but after thinking for a moment, he didn't push the door in, and gently returned to his room.

"Hey. The hairpin gently pushed the newly fallen roots. "Sleep, what's the matter?" "Ahh "I'll tell you something. "Hey, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

"It's too late tomorrow, you don't have to tell you. "What are you going to say? "Tell you, there's something wrong in the house. "What?" "I'm afraid the thief is bullying Xian'er. "Ah?!" As soon as he heard this, Gen'er got up, put on his cotton jacket and went out of the house.

But it was a step too late, and the branch secretary had just come out of the Dowa house, only to hear Xian'er whisper: "You go slowly, oh." "Well, uh-huh. The branch secretary took the door as he spoke, and strode towards the door.

didn't catch the ready-made, Gen'er pretended to go to the thatched house. When I returned to the house, I lay on the kang, but I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.