After chopping mustard greens and cabbage in the backyard, it was empty everywhere, I don't know if I had been looking at pieces of green vegetables for a long time, and I was used to it, and suddenly I saw this, and I felt empty in my heart, and Le Lang thought about whether to go to the city to buy something and come back to plant. Although there are also vegetable seeds in the village, they are all some relatively common vegetables, like some vegetables that are not popular in the market, there is no one in the village at all, and he has long wanted to plant a few white camellias, and this time he went to the city to buy them by the way.

White camellia can not only be used for ornamentation but also can be used to make tea, white camellia generally blooms in early spring, in the morning of early spring, while the white camellia is still sticky with dew, pick the pure white petals, put them in a cup, add a few grains of rock sugar, and brew with boiling water.

After brewing, wait for the tea to cool down slightly, take it up to the front of the nose, smell it, a faint white tea flower fragrance comes to the nose, refreshing people's hearts and lungs, take a sip, suddenly refreshed the spirit, the mouth is fragrant, this taste can only be deeply understood by people who have drunk it, this taste is not much better than those precious teas, this taste is like a gentleman like water, ethereal, distant, but unfortunately only in the early spring, the flowers bloom and fall, every year is said, all the same

The early morning sun shone on the wall of the room through the blurry skylight, and San Lang, who was lying on the bed, moved, opened his misty eyes, and looked at it, suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief and shouted: "Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, the little porcupine is gone, the little porcupine is gone"

Le Lang was dreaming, holding the quilt with both hands and didn't know what he was doing, when he suddenly heard San Lang's cry, and suddenly woke up from his dream, "What's the matter, what's the matter"

"Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, the little porcupine is gone," San Lang said to Le Lang in a panic.

When Le Lang heard this, he smiled helplessly, a good dream was abandoned halfway, and he had to force a smile to San Lang and said: "It's okay, last night my uncle was afraid that the little porcupines would be too cold, so he put them in the closet, and I went to take them out." With that, he got up and opened the wardrobe, and the moment he opened the wardrobe, he took the little porcupine out of the space, and the two little ones sleeping in the cardboard box had woken up and were crawling there.

Le Lang handed the cardboard box to San Lang, "Look, isn't the little porcupine good?" ”

"Oh," Saburo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the little porcupine was fine.

Le Lang saw that it was not early, so he got up to cook. Walking to the front, Naruto was already sitting under the old longan tree with a chair, holding dishes and chopsticks, and snoring and drinking porridge.

After a few days, Naruto's ass was already too good to be better, but for some reason, he stayed at Lelang's house and didn't leave, and I don't know if he was used to eating and drinking at Lelang's house, and planned to live here for a long time.

And Le Lang smiled bitterly in his heart, he originally wanted to get the porcupine out to eat, but Naruto always didn't leave, and he couldn't do it. It was nothing to let him know, but he took the porcupine to bury it that day, and if it suddenly appeared, I don't know what would happen to this kid.

"Ah Lang, you are too late, young man, don't be lazy to eat, go to bed early and get up early, eat less and eat more meals, and you will be in good health." As soon as Naruto saw Rakuro who had just gotten up, he lectured at him, and the tone was like Lao Tzu teaching his son.

Le Lang couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, but Naruto was right, he seemed to have become lazy since he came back. I remember when I was young, I got up before dawn at five o'clock in the morning, and a large number of people took boiling water and tea to the stone mountain one thousand meters away from the village to exercise. Until now, everything has become a thing of the past, and it is embarrassing. In life, some things are forgotten after a while, but some things will be precipitated in the bottom of the heart, and the longer it lasts, the more evocative it will be.

"Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, look, the little porcupine is hungry" At this time, San Lang got dressed and ran out of the house.

Le Lang looked at San Lang who ran out, and felt that he was indeed lazy, even San Lang. Looking at San Lang's gradually longitudinal body, he made up his mind that from tomorrow onwards, he would let San Lang exercise well, he didn't want to see him change from a small chubby dun to a big chubby dun, and in the end, like that Yankee, firefighters had to break through the wall in the last hospital, move people with cranes, and transport them by truck. San Lang didn't know that his miserable life was about to begin, so he just asked Le Lang to feed the little porcupine quickly, but there was no way, Le Lang had to warm up yesterday's milk and feed it to the little porcupine.

After eating, after feeding the guys at home, he plans to tidy up the back of the vegetable furrow, and then plant something down, but first to clean up the chicken and duck coop and the sheepfold, the sheepfold is fortunately he will clean it regularly, the chicken and duck coop he has never cleaned, and there is a thick layer of manure inside. Fortunately, it's winter, otherwise he would have suffered.

Le Lang came to the chicken coop with a hoe and a dustpan, and people used a broom to clean the chicken coop, but his boss simply used a hoe to hoe, just because the chicken coop had not been cleaned for too long, and the manure layer was too thick and too strong -- how could there be no fruit on it every day. Le Lang hoeed a few times, and suddenly a smell of dung hit his nose, he sniffed it deeply, shook his head and said: "This smell leads to the immortal in the cave." ”

"This smell leads to the fairy in the cave?"

Le Lang didn't have to turn his head to see that the owner of this voice was Naruto, and when he turned his head, Naruto was holding a big red apple and gnawing there, and Saburo next to him was also the same, followed by three o'clock with a fart. Three o'clock stared at the apple in San Lang's hand, and the hara in his mouth was about to drip down, so he wondered if he could get a little apple, but San Lang didn't care about San's feelings at all, just buried his head in nibbling on.

"Go aside," Le Lang said angrily when he saw Naruto.

Naruto ignored him either, just took Saburo to sit on the stone leading to the backyard door, nibbling on an apple, and watching Lelang do things. When Le Lang saw it, he was suddenly angry, and he buried himself in depression and hoeed up chicken manure.

Le Lang cleaned up the chicken manure, duck manure and sheep manure, and by the way fertilized the vegetable fields, and dug a pit under a few fruit trees to bury the excess, although it is not the best time to fertilize, but it is okay.

At noon, Le Lang took a look, Naruto was sitting in the room with Saburo watching TV, watching cartoons, and he really had nothing to say. Sure that Naruto had no plans to leave, Le Lang could only wail helplessly and sadly in his heart. Porcupine pork can no longer be placed in the jade Ruyi space, it has been put for so many days, although it will not become bad in the space, but it makes my heart itch all day long, which is not pleasant.

He figured it out, and it didn't matter if Naruto knew it was porcupine or not, he ate it anyway.

Le Lang took the porcupine out of the space, peeled the skin and opened his belly to take the meat, he collected the porcupine thorns, maybe when he would use them, he was very careful when he made porcupine, because he had read an article, there was a person who ate porcupine and was pierced through the stomach by the thorns inside and died, his life is so good now, he doesn't want to travel to the other world.

Recently, the peppers in the backyard have begun to be abundant, Le Lang has eaten for a few days, and he has a little fire, today he asked for the surname to clean up all the leaves and peppers on a few peppers, and also found some small peppers, planning to make a spicy pig feast.

In the kitchen, Le Lang put the whole piece of porcupine pork into the pot and cooked it, then scooped it up, and after cooling, cut the porcupine pork into thick slices of about two centimeters and put it aside, and then cut the large peppers and small peppers diagonally into long strips. After cutting, heat the pan with oil, put the porcupine and chili peppers into the pot and stir-fry them together, season, add some water, and after a while, a spicy and fragrant spicy fried porcupine pork slices are freshly out of the pot.

The porcupine offal was also cleaned out by Le Lang, and he planned to fry the offal with garlic and chili, a dish that was much better than porcupine. He cooled porcupine offal in water and cut it into small pieces, then cut the garlic and pepper into long strips diagonally. After it is ready, heat the oil in the pan, fry the chopped ginger and shallots in the pot until fragrant, then put the porcupine miscellaneous into the pot and stir-fry, and after the fragrance is fried, then add the chopped pepper and garlic to fry, and finally season, put some water down, fry until cooked, it is best to put some pepper and salt, and the taste of pepper and salt is better.

Immediately afterwards, Le Lang took out the bitter bamboo shoots, and in the past few days Naruto has been here, Le Lang has not taken out the bamboo shoots much, which makes Naruto's eyes look at him a little weird.

The weather is a little dry in winter, and Lelang has been a little hot recently. The best way to eat bitter bamboo shoots is to mix them cold, that is, blanch them slightly with boiling water, not too cooked, and then pick them up and soak them in cold boiled water. In the summer, it can be put in ice cubes, and it is very cool to eat, but in the summer, it seems that there are no bitter bamboo shoots. Bitter bamboo shoots taste a little sweet, but some people may feel a little light, so you can put a little Maggi dipping and eat, and the taste is also good.

Le Lang fried a green vegetable casually, brushed the pot and put water to cook the soup, he chopped some porcupine and put it into sweet potato flour and salt evenly, put it into the water that had been boiled, and then put some ginger slices down, and finally put those pepper leaves down, the pepper leaves have a unique pepper taste, which is better than wolfberry leaves, and finally sprinkled with a little pepper, this porcupine chili soup is done.

When the dish is fried, it will not be the human being who will eat at the beginning, but the three dogs. Now these dogs are all thieves and thieves, and when they see others eating, they don't eat, and they just yell over there, or they will stand next to you, look at you with a pair of watery dog eyes, and sneeze from time to time, so that you can't eat.

Naruto picked up a piece of porcupine, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and smiled at Lelang, "Why, I was finally willing to take out the porcupine." ”

"How do you know I have porcupine?" When Le Lang heard this, he immediately asked him with a glaring eye, with an incredible expression on his face.

"Hehe, we can also say that we have known each other since we wore open crotch pants, I don't know what you kid does, I saw you rushing to bury the porcupine that day, I know what you are paying attention to, ho, when did you become so positive, I just didn't know that you were so tolerant, and I didn't take this thing out until today." After speaking, he quickly picked up a piece of porcupine and stuffed it into his mouth.

After listening to Naruto's words, Le Lang's face suddenly turned blue and white for a while, and it was very good-looking. His intestines were about to turn blue, full of thought that what he had done was unaware, but he didn't expect it all to fall into his eyes, and he had hurt himself for so many days, and he couldn't help but say hatefully in his heart: It's good to be cold.

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