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Although it's either fish or shrimp.

But fennel cloves made a large pot of miscellaneous fish soup in a casserole pot specially brought from home and simple condiments such as salt, ginger and pepper noodles.

The water of the lotus swing and the fish of the lotus swing also threw the seed shrimp caught by the little boys into it.

Coupled with the pancakes specially baked by Mrs. Qin early in the morning, they were slightly baked on the fire, and eaten with delicious fish soup, which was so delicious that people swallowed their tongues.

Qin Lianbao and Master Chen led the little boys to roast a slice of fish around the fire, and simply sprinkled it with salt, which was already delicious.

After playing all morning, not to mention the little boys who have been crawling in the water for a long time, even the little girls are already hungry.

Although the etiquette of eating has long been a habit, the frequency is faster than ever.

After lunch, the pots and bowls were cleaned up, the fire was completely extinguished, and the little boys couldn't wait to get into the water again.

Lilac also wanted to go into the water, but she forgot to bring a change of clothes, so she had to follow Fennel with her head and take the peppercorn leaves around to dig up usable herbs.

But the eyes glanced into the water from time to time, to see that the little boys didn't know where to get an old bamboo every other year, and after opening the middle bamboo joint, they carried the bamboo into the water.

Knowing that they were looking for a fish hole, they hurriedly ran over, and sure enough, they saw the fourth cousin groping his way into the bamboo into the water, blowing on the bamboo pole, and then putting his ear to the bamboo pole to listen.

Maybe I didn't hear the sound of fish, so I changed the fish hole.

Repeated like this twice, Lilac jumped up angrily: "It's stupid, it takes so long to find a fish hole, I touched it with my hands, and I touched ......"

The peppercorns at the foot of the mountain over there heard it.

Baya laughed as she listened, but after laughing, she still focused on following fennel to distinguish the herbs.

The pepper was restless, and his eyes kept looking up the mountainside.

Sichuan pepper knows the homeless.

Usually it is customary that those who are unable to bear the burden of servitude, cannot live and have to abandon their fields and houses, and are forced to flee are called fugitives, and those who migrate to other places due to natural and man-made disasters, disasters and lack of food are called displaced people.

But whether it is a fugitive or a homeless person, the biggest difference between these ordinary people and ordinary households is that they do not have a household registration and do not pay taxes for the imperial court, so they cannot be counted as people under their rule.

I can't see the light of day, what do you have to live on in this mountain?

If you want to come to the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water, you can grow hemp seeds, make paper and mushrooms, analyze salaries and burn charcoal, collect herbs and release bees, and fish and pinch birds...... You may not have enough to eat, but you can't starve to death.

But if there is a child as old as her, whose immunity is lower than that of adults, Hua Jiao can't imagine it.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the sun is already setting in the west.

Although the four cousins haven't played enough, they are still obedient in the end, and when they heard the greeting, they saw the uncle and several brothers swimming ashore without hesitation, and they also followed, climbed ashore and began to get dressed.

Fennel, cloves, and bay leaves were busy cleaning up for them, only Master Chen turned to look at Qin Lianbao and Sichuan pepper at the foot of the mountain.

Qin Lianbao was still fiddling with the fishing rod of peppercorns.

After looking at the surrounding environment, he simply set up his fishing rod on a peach tree at the foot of the mountain.

He also hung two lotus leaf bags, one large and one small, in his arms with peppercorns on the fishing rod.

Looking at the lotus leaf bags that were swinging and greeting each other, the pepper pursed his mouth and thought about it for a while, but Qin Lianbao still held it and untied the sachet on the fishing rod.

This sachet was specially turned out by Luo this morning and put on for her, which contained cinnabar, realgar, and incense, which was specially used to repel insects.

It can not only repel insects, but also hurt people, if you eat it by mistake, but something will happen.

Clenched the sachet tightly, Sichuan Jiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was a slight smile on his face.

Qin Lianbao touched his little face, which had been slightly reddened for a day: "Okay, it's so conspicuous, they will definitely see it, and we should go home." ”

Hua Jiao's chubby arm wrapped around Qin Lianbao's neck and kept nodding.

Qin Lianbao smiled, hugged the pepper and walked quickly to the grass beach.

Hua Jiao turned his head and lay on Qin Lianbao's shoulder, but his eyes were still fixed on the lotus leaf bag that the two were close to each other.

This is the result of a busy afternoon of peppercorns.

Suddenly I felt like I might be able to do something.

Rushed to the shore and asked Qin Lianfeng, who was flipping small crabs on the grass beach, to help him pick lotus leaves and reed leaves.

Dry the lotus leaves, wrap the fire folds and leftover condiments from fennel in lotus leaves, and tie them with reed leaves.

The fire fold is gone, and although there are not many condiments left, there is still some salty salt left.

He also wrapped the eight or nine white flour pancakes left at noon, the mung bean cakes and the preserved fruits in the purse.

The pancakes made by Mrs. Qin are just thin, crispy on the inside and soft on the outside, and the layers are clear, and a pancake is almost two or two.

The little boys can eat three or four pancakes alone on weekdays, so Mrs. Qin brought them more than 30 pancakes in one go, for fear of starving them.

Only today, my eyes are on the grilled fish, but I don't eat much pancakes

And Xiangye saw that the pepper was holding the waist of fennel and asking for this and that, although she didn't know what the pepper was going to do, but she watched the pepper pour out the mung bean cake and jelly fruit that had not been touched in the purse, tilted her head, and contributed her own snacks.

The pepper smiled and took a sip of her.

Wrap the pancake snacks tightly.

In order to make the lotus leaf bag look better, the pepper tried countless times, begging Qin Lianfeng to pick the lotus leaves several times.

After the two square lotus leaves were wrapped, the pepper was hugged to Qin Lianbao to see, begging Qin Lianbao to help her put the two lotus leaf bags and the fishing rod in a conspicuous position.

Although in the eyes of the Qin family, the production of fishing rods is not difficult. But it is not difficult for those who can't know, not to mention the dried grass, even salty salt is a rare thing.

Although Qin Lianbao was surprised, he did not stop the kindness of the peppercorns.

But even the peppercorns didn't know, and after the sound of their figures disappeared on the lotus side, a small figure jumped down from the walnut tree not far away, rolled forward, and stood up.

After standing on the ground for a while, he quietly walked straight to the peach tree with his bare feet and silently, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the lotus leaf bag but did not move.

I repeatedly recalled the appearance of the little girl holding and looking at the lotus leaf bag in my mind, and it took a long time to carefully untie the lotus leaf bag and pull out the fishing rod.

Touching the bulging lotus leaf bag, sitting on the ground, his fingers flying, slowly untangling the layers of cross-wound reed leaves, and a stack of yellow pancakes appeared in front of him.

Time seemed to stop in an instant, only between the lightning and flint, and quickly forwarded, a pair of slender and thin little hands wrapped the lotus leaf bag in three or two, held it tightly in his arms, and carried the small one, holding the fishing rod and running.

Halfway through the run, he suddenly reacted, turned around and knelt down, knocked his head three times to the east in the dust, and when he got up again, he didn't stand firmly, and his hand was on the ground, and he stumbled and ran up the mountain. (To be continued.) )