When he got home, Hongyun remembered the persimmons and asked Li Xiulan to take them out to see if they were delicious.

I took two, and one person divided half of it, which was very good, the skin was no longer bitter, and it became sweeter, and my grandfather said, "This batch is left for the family to eat, and there are not many left, only less than thirty." ”

Hongyun said: "Eat it after the frost, it tastes better after the frost, persimmon cream is good for asthma bronchi, keep it for my grandfather." ”

My grandfather was very pleased. The child didn't hurt in vain.

Recently, the weather is good, the persimmons that have been dried before have shrunk by half, and some space has been vacated, so Hongyun said to his grandfather: "The persimmons should be dried in good weather, so it is better for you and your mother to buy some in the afternoon, and take advantage of the good weather to dry out, it is easy to rot when it rains." Grandpa discussed with Li Xiulan, and finally decided to let grandpa and Hongyun go, and Li Xiulan took Hongzongchao and guarded the door at home.

Before going out, let Li Xiulan take out the previous persimmon skin, a layer of persimmon cake and a layer of persimmon skin, store it during the day, and take it out at night to bask in the moonlight in the corridor.

The persimmons were also bought for 300 catties, and when they were all cut, the previous persimmons were also dried, and Hongyun's tired arms couldn't be lifted, and the hawthorns were not sold, so Li Xiulan and her grandfather went together.

Hong Zongchao and Hongyun were at home, and they couldn't stay for a while, so they ran out to play.

Hongyun rested for a while, stacked the persimmon cake and persimmon skin, and packed it. The first batch of persimmons has been covered with a thin layer of frost, and Hongyun tasted another one, which is more flavorful and chewy. This is no worse than the three steaming and three sunning, nine steaming and nine drying propaganda of later generations, this is to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, the creation of heaven and earth, and definitely raise people. Well, bask in the moon for a few more days, Hongyun thought to himself.

Before leaving, Li Xiulan had already fed the pigs and chickens, and Hongyun had nothing to do, just sitting in the yard, basking in the sun against the wall, very comfortable, as if the world was suddenly quiet, there was the sound of chickens cooing in the chicken coop, the sound of pigs humming in the pigsty, and the sound of dogs in the distance, everything was so beautiful.

Hongyun is very satisfied with his current life, although he is busy, but he is full and loving. Many of the hundred-year-old and healthy old people in later generations were farmers in the mountains, simple and happy, which was the pastoral life that Hongyun has always longed for. Can such days still be expanded? Can it still withstand expansion? Is my grandfather so busy earning money every day that he is tired? This seriously violates the original intention of Hongyun. Fortune is worried again.

Before I knew it, it was almost noon, and my grandfather and mother should be back soon.

Hongyun washed rice to make a fire to cook, and stuffed a few small sweet potatoes under the firewood, turned the fire down, and Hongyun went to the vegetable field to pull a few radish, a handful of spinach, a handful of coriander, and peeled a bowl of peanuts.

started another pot and lit the fire, stepped on the small bench, fried radish vermicelli, fried spinach, and mixed a coriander peanut, covered it with a bowl and waited for grandpa and Li Xiulan to go home.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, he began to play the lion's roar: "Brother, go home for dinner-, brother, go home for dinner-"

After shouting a few words, no one paid attention, and continued to shout: "Hong Zongchao went home for dinner-" and finally there was an echo: "I know-"

When Hongzongchao arrived home, he actually came back with his grandfather and Li Xiulan. Hongyun looked at the car, there was still a little hawthorn cake left, there were some hawthorn strips left, and the hawthorn rolls were sold out.

"Grandpa, my mother, why don't you come back after selling out?" asked Hongyun.

"Grandpa is worried that you have no one to bring at home, and there are not many left, the rest of Xiaochao will send some to your grandfather, and we will eat the rest ourselves. Li Xiulan said, put a part of it on the plate and let Hong Zongchao send it, and said, "I'm going to cook." ”

After a while, there was an exclamation from the kitchen: "Who made this?" Li Xiulan ran out and asked, "Is your dad back?"

"I did. Hongyun said.

"Really?" Li Xiulan didn't believe it, ran into the hall to look, and shouted at the door again: "Hong Mianfa, go home for dinner!"

My grandfather believed that this child was precocious, and sometimes knew more than adults. hugged Hongyun: "Xiaoli, really capable." ”

"Grandpa, are you tired?" Hongyun asked what was in his heart, originally let his grandfather live with them to take care of his grandfather, but it turned out that his grandfather took care of them.

"Grandpa is not tired, grandpa is not tired with you. "Grandpa felt very warm at this time, the youngest granddaughter was so caring.

"Grandpa, if we're tired, we won't sell it in the future, okay?"

"Silly boy, just talk stupid things, I used to do farm work every day, I used to get up early and be greedy for darkness, so I just mixed up and ate, but now I can make money, I have a head, I see that you can eat and dress warmly, and my grandfather is happier than anything else. Grandpa peeked at Li Xiulan at the gate of the courtyard and whispered: "Look at your mother, how energetic she is now, and she is not lazy." ”

Hongyun covered his mouth and snickered, and immediately held back when he saw Li Xiulan turn around.

"Grandpa, the persimmons are almost ready, you can eat them again. "This persimmon is a little cold, the elderly and children should not eat more, the cream is more suitable for grandpa *** Hua is persimmon cream.

Grandpa carried Hongyun into the house, Hongyun took a persimmon, broke half of it for his grandfather, and gave the other half to Li Xiulan.

"Where's your dad?" Li Xiulan took the persimmon and asked.

"Didn't come back, I've been home and haven't seen him. Hongyun said.

"You really did it. Li Xiulan believed that it was really Hongyun who did it. I put the persimmon cake in my mouth and tasted it, "Yes, it's sweet and chewy, it seems to be a little more than before." ”

"Well, it's good, it's better than it sells. Grandpa said.

"Of course, it's all hand-dried, and it's been through so many suns and moons. "Hongyun is very tsundere," it will be more delicious in a few days. ”

Li Xiulan and her grandfather both laughed. After laughing for a while, my grandfather said, "It's time to eat, Xiulan will go and bring the rice." Li Xiulan went into the kitchen and brought out the rice and filled it with rice, and Hongyun also pulled out the sweet potatoes, one for each person, such stuffy sweet potatoes are better than the roasted sweet potatoes in later generations.

When everyone sat down, Hong Zongchao just came back and looked at the table of food: "So fast?"

"What your sister does, learn from your sister, don't know how to play all day long. Li Xiulan said. Hong Zongchao was silent.

"Dinner. Grandpa said.

"Well, it tastes good, it's not worse than your mother's, hahaha!" Grandpa said, Hongyun has a black line, grandpa really knows how to compare, the family is the most unpalatable for my mother's cooking, and later Hongzongchao's cooking is better than her cooking.

"It's ok. Li Xiulan commented.

"Not bad. Hong Zongchao said.

Hongyun secretly thought: Okay, I only cook occasionally and deliciously, and I am not good at home-cooked food, nor is I good at non-home-cooked food.

"Grandpa, how much did you sell for a pound today?" asked Hongyun.

"Guess?" said Grandpa, too, naughty.

"Two pieces. Hongyun said casually.

Li Xiulan and her grandfather, who were watching the show, were stunned, and Li Xiulan reluctantly said, "You guessed right." Hongyun smiled secretly, before he found that he had a strong sixth sense, and the questions that he couldn't guess in the exam with his sixth sense could be ninety percent paired, and then he had a car accident before it became worse, and he didn't die, but there was no blessing.

"Today, hawthorn is expensive again, all four cents, and persimmons are also three cents. Grandpa said that he regarded Hongyun as a little adult.

What to do next, my grandfather wants to wait for his son-in-law to come back and discuss it.

When Hong Mianfa came home with Hongfang in the evening and put the children to sleep, his grandfather told him about the matter and asked him what he thought.

Hong Mianfa thought for a while and said: "The current market is affected by the good news, it will grow higher in a period, and it will definitely fall in the later period, but when it will fall, no one can say, how high it can rise, it is not easy to say, sometimes the market is crazy." Grandpa and Li Xiulan were blinded, this is the same as not saying, Hongmian changed his voice and continued: "But three or four cents a pound can be earned, even if it falls, you can still earn some." How many hawthorns are left now?"

"More than 300 pounds. Grandpa said, "Now a set can sell 45 catties of hawthorn strips, and it is only about 25 catties after removing sugar." ”

"Then the remaining hawthorn is enough for two months, don't buy it for the time being. Persimmon cakes are stored for a long time and dried for a long time, so you can buy more. "Hong Mianfa suggested.

"Let's take a look at the next episode, Xiaoli has been peeling persimmons for the past few days, and her hands are swollen, and such a young child can't let her do it anymore. "My grandfather was so distressed that he couldn't ignore her efforts just because the child was sensible.

"Then I'll buy it when I'm resting and help you peel it. "Hong Mianfa still wants to make money. The whole family relied on him alone to earn money, and seeing that the children were all older and were going to school, that money was not enough at all. The house of the unit is too tight, he didn't line up, every day he and Hongfang have to ride back and forth for an hour, and eat in the canteen, he doesn't care, but the child is bitter.

Hong Mianfa thought: It would be good if I could earn money to buy a piece of land in the county to build a house, so that it would be convenient for the children to go to school, and it would be safe for outsiders to live without fear of other people's gossip.