In the early morning, Fang Dajun was woken up by the crowing of the rooster, and the castrated chicken did not crow, but in order to hatch the chicks, the production team would naturally keep a few big roosters to "step on the eggs".

A carp on the bed stiffened, silently changed out of the big pants, and the spring dream was traceless!

The second sister is about to leave for the town, the bus will arrive in the town at about nine o'clock, and it will only stay for five minutes at most, and if you miss it, you can only wait for the day after tomorrow, so you have to hurry up.

When he got dressed and went out, he found that the whole family had already gotten up, and his father went to the hillside as usual to look at the crops in his own field. The two younger sisters are sweeping the floor, and the mother and second sister are busy in the kitchen.

When the weather gets cooler, the pigs can't eat raw pigweed, otherwise they will be prone to disease, so the villagers will slaughter the pigweed the night before, cook it in the pot the next morning, and directly cook the food that the pigs will eat for a day.

After thinking about it, he went to the kitchen, a little strange, as soon as he arrived, his mother and second sister suddenly fell silent, as if he deliberately avoided him to speak, he didn't care, there were whispers in women's homes that couldn't be listened to by men.

There are two large pots, the inner pot is boiling pigweed cut from the hillside, and the outer pot is cooking rice, you have to boil the rice until it is half cooked, then drain the water with a basket, and then pour it into the wood and steam it for a while. This wood is also a wooden barrel, there is a gap at the bottom, so that the steam can come up, and it is best to use chopsticks to insert some small holes in the rice when steaming, so as to ensure that the rice is steamed faster and better.

And the water that has been boiled is also a good thing, it can be used to soak rice and eat, or used to feed pigs, how much there is so much nutrition, and the villagers are reluctant to pour out the pot washing water, not because of lack of water, but because there is nutrition in the water, so that the pigs can fatten.

"Mom, did you have a dry meal this morning?" Fang Dajun asked happily, his mother was stirring in the pot with a shovel to prevent the rice grains from sticking to the bottom of the pot, and the second sister was sitting on a small bench burning firewood.

"Yes, eat dry rice, and then give your son a few steamed eggs to eat." Fang's mother said dotingly.

Fang Dajun thought about it, ran to get eight eggs out, and then scooped water with a scoop of melon to wash them, and then poured them into the boiling pot, "Boil a few eggs and let the second sister take them to eat on the road." ”

Fang's mother said happily: "My son has grown up and knows that it hurts. Swallow, you will be blessed in the future. ”

Fang Yan's cheeks turned red all of a sudden, her mother had made it clear to her just now that her younger brother was not biological, and she wanted her to marry her younger brother, and she expressed her silence.

Fang Dajun didn't know the situation at all, and thought that his mother was praising him, so he said: "Mom, you and the old man can enjoy happiness in the future, I will support you." ”

"Okay, mom knows that you are the most filial!" Fang's mother was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, as long as her son took her daughter as her daughter-in-law, it didn't matter if the villagers knew that her son was not her own at that time, because it was already a formal family at that time, and her son-in-law was also a son, and she was raised from a young age.

Time flies quickly, the rice is quickly drained and poured into a large wooden barrel, and then when the rice soup is a little colder, it is mixed with the eggs, put salt, sprinkle with a few peppercorns, put the egg basin on top of the rice, cover it with a wooden lid, and wait for the rice to be steamed, and the egg has already been steamed.

Rice soup mixed with eggs steamed together, it will be more fragrant and tender, and there is a hint of rice fragrance, scoop a spoonful of steamed eggs mixed with rice, no other dishes, you can eat a big bowl of rice.

After the meal, Fang Dajun stuffed a boiled egg for each of the two sisters, plus five cents, and the two sisters happily ran to school. At least half of the children in the school bring their own food, using porcelain cups or coarse bowls to pack the food and wrap it in a cloth, and eat cold rice and vegetables brought from home at noon. In terms of food, the children in this period are miserable.

If you eat at school, in fact, it will only cost two or three cents for a meal, which is the cost of vegetables, and you have to carry food to the canteen to exchange for a meal ticket, which is almost four or five cents a meal, which is already a lot. You can also buy a big steamed bun to eat for only two cents.

It is not a nine-year compulsory education, many children finish primary school and then leave work, and some children do not even study.

The two younger sisters came to eat at school, and the father gave the two younger sisters five cents a day. He now gives five cents more, is to let the two sisters take to buy snacks, speaking of this is more cheating, the school has a commissary, is the principal of his wife opened, selling some snacks for two cents, although the variety is single, but where do children do not like to eat snacks, some children only eat rice soup at noon, save the money to buy snacks. After a long time, he will grow yellow and thin, and he will be confused.

"Son, you just spoil them too much, now they are still young, and when they grow up, there are more places to spend money, and you can take care of them for a lifetime." Fang Donghua said in his words.

Fang Dajun directly played the package ticket, "It's no problem to raise them for a lifetime, I am their only brother, and I should have raised them." ”

"Okay, with your words, the old man can now leave with a smile when he closes his eyes." Fang Donghua sighed and said, full of joy, if it weren't for the fact that he could only be monogamous now, he would want his son to take all his daughters and give him a bunch of big fat grandchildren.

"Old man, look at you talking nonsense again, you and your mother will live a long life." Fang Dajun said with a few words.

Fang Donghua was even happier when he heard this, and it was not early at this time, so he hummed a little song and went to work in the brickyard. The second sister in the house has also been cleaned up, and the current school is not a screwed bag to move in, only beds are provided, and all the quilts and daily necessities have to be brought by themselves.

Fortunately, it is the end of summer, and I can't bring much luggage, but I also have two big bags, and my mother and second sister carried one and went to the town, of course, I can only walk, and it takes more than 40 minutes to walk.

Fang Dajun didn't follow, the vermicelli had to be made quickly, and it couldn't be delayed, and the sweet potatoes would be dug up one after another at the end of the month, and fresh sweet potatoes would be easy to produce starch.

"Second sister, play tricks on the road, remember to write to me." Fang Dajun was sent to the road.

"I know, brother, go back quickly, my sister will come back to see you at the end of the month." Fang Yan waved her hand, her face suddenly turned red again, a little shy.

This made him a little confused, could it be that the second sister also had a spring dream last night? Uh, it's evil!

Seeing that the figures of his mother and second sister were getting smaller and smaller, until they disappeared at the end of the road, he packed up his mood and ran home, but the thin monkey and Qin Da were already waiting.

Both of them took leave, did not go to work in the morning, came to help him make vermicelli, and the thin monkey also sent a very important thing, white yam. Thin Monkey He Lao Tzu is an expert in farming, only because he gave birth to eight children in one breath, which caused the family to be poor, but it is also a skill to be able to support eight children, and it is not uncommon for children to occasionally die in the seventies and eighties.

Because there are many children in the family, the thin monkey father will find a way to engage in side business, plant fruit trees, and plant edible mountain goods, including yams, which can be planted without taking up land, and can be sold for some money in the town. However, the planting cycle of wild yam varieties is very long, and it can only be excavated in three years, and if it is only one year, it will not be done at all.

"Didn't let your dad find out!" Fang Dajun was a little embarrassed to take the three yams that added up to a catty at most.

"Not yet, but the vines will dry up in a few days, and my dad will find out sooner or later." The thin monkey said with some fear.

Fang Dajun had no choice but to comfort: "It's okay, then you will say that the yam will be given to Secretary Wang." ”

"Can this be done?" The thin monkey really has the idea of stuffing the white worm back into the soil, but unfortunately it can't be stuffed back after picking it.

"I can't be wrong. Okay, don't delay the time, Skinny Monkey, Qin Da, you guys come together to help. Fang Dajun said sonorously, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and he had to explain to his parents why the aluminum ladyhole at home was leaking at noon, uh!

Immediately, the three of them divided the labor, and Qin Da punched holes for the gourd, the size of the hole is the size of the vermicelli, and it is OK to find a nail to knock it through, but to punch ten holes, it is a slow work, and the bottom of the gourd cannot be collapsed.

He and the thin monkey scooped out the water in the vat, then buckled out the precipitated starch and put it in the large basin, and then asked the thin monkey to peel and mash the yam.

He first took a bowl of starch, which was used to thicken, and he had to add warm water to make a thin mud, and then add boiling water to stir it into a very sticky dumpling.

Then mix the alum and a little salt into the flour and mix it into the starch in a large pot, and add warm water to it.

Water accounts for about 50% of the starch, in fact, it is best to dry the starch a little first, so that the quality of the prepared vermicelli will be better, but now there is no time, so it will be enough.

Finally, mix the yam juice made by the thin monkey, and the steps are ok, adding yam juice will make the vermicelli more slippery, and it will also have an extra fragrance.

"Speed, it's leaking vermicelli." Fang Dajun shouted.

The water in the coal pot had already boiled, and the three of them moved into the kitchen, followed Fang Dajun to pour the stirred starch paste into the gourd with a hole in it, and said loudly: "Pat vigorously with your palms to let the vermicelli leak into the pot!" ”

"Howler!" Qin Da raised his hand and slapped it violently, and immediately the dough was squeezed out of the small hole, and when it fell into the pot of boiling water, it was formed, and the color of the sweet potato vermicelli would be a little gray, and the sweet potato jelly was also this color, but the taste was very good.

When a scoop of dough is finished, the leaked noodles are about more than a meter long, just about the same, then gently take out the noodles and put them in a basin of cold water to let the noodles cool and set. Then take it out and put it on a wooden stick, put it in warm water of more than ten degrees to soak for a while, so as to fix the shape of the vermicelli, and finally take out the water to dry, to dry it for an hour, so that the vermicelli is more vigorous, and then take it to the sun to be exposed, and when the moisture drops to more than 20%, the vermicelli can be taken and sold.

After three scoops in a row, it was done, and after drying, it could produce six catties of vermicelli, but now, it has the appearance of eight catties.

Looking at the vermicelli hanging on the wooden stick, Fang Dajun smiled, took out a dime, and said loudly: "Thin monkey, you go and make some soy sauce now, let's cook a bowl of vermicelli and try it." ”

ps: Ask for collections, recommended tickets! A single chapter will be opened later, specifically to thank the villagers who rewarded!

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