"Yes, the bowl lotus that my sister and I cultivated must be very expensive, and those who buy it must be rich. www.biquge.info"Little Green also understood a little, and roughly understood Die'er's thoughts, but it was not very specific.

"Girl, let's listen carefully. I didn't hear that you still sell bowl lotuses! Have you really succeeded in cultivating? Grandpa simply put down the work in his hand and prepared to have a good chat with Die'er.

"Grandpa, that's right. Xiaolu has cultivated a group of bowl lotuses, and we are looking for customers, who are either literati or people who have certain requirements for the quality of life. And this kind of person is interested in the lotus among the four gentlemen, and must also love bamboo. It shouldn't be particularly difficult to sell these works of art by my grandfather, right? Looking at what Die'er was talking about, not only was she stunned, but the old lady also looked like a ghost.

"Girl, who taught you this?" The old lady asked.

"Look at the books, they are all written in the books." Butterfly pushes everything to the book anyway, and the book is omnipotent.

"Could it be that there is really a genius in our family?" Grandpa stroked his beard and muttered to himself.

"Grandpa, I'm serious. The bowl lotus cultivated by Xiaolu is good for sleep, so don't forget to put a pot in your room and put it in a sunny place during the day. Die'er added.

"Okay, good, it's still a girl with a heart." Grandpa was happy to follow the treasure.

At this time, there was a sound of calling for dinner in the yard next to him, Xinqi helped to clean up the knives, and the old lady fluttered the bamboo crumbs on his body, holding one in one hand, ready to eat.

A lunch was very enjoyable, Shui Qing accompanied the old lady to drink a little wine and eat the vegetables brought from home. Everyone was reluctant to put down their chopsticks, and they all said that they had never eaten such delicious vegetables. Die'er and Little Green also clutched their stomachs and couldn't get off the table. It is said that the bamboo tube rice is so fragrant that they can't stop eating it.

This is the first time Yingzi has made bamboo rice for a child. Seeing the children eat so happily also feels a great sense of accomplishment. You must know that when Yingzi was still a girl, bamboo rice was what she was best at, and she was happy to go home today, and she couldn't help but show her hand, it seems that the craftsmanship is still not rusty.

The bamboo rice looks like a white sausage from a distance, and it tastes fragrant and delicious. Fragrant bamboos are made and cut according to the bamboo joints, and the rice is packed into the bamboo joints. After soaking in water for six or seven hours, stuff the mouth of the tube with leaves, put it on a warm fire and grill it, and when the surface of the bamboo tube is charred, the rice is cooked. Peel off the burnt bamboo skin with a knife, leaving a thin layer of bamboo skin, and then gently tap the bamboo tube around with the back of the knife to separate the inner membrane of the bamboo tube from the bamboo skin, and the fragrant bamboo rice is done.

And the bamboo tube rice made by Yingzi is even more tender and delicious. The water used to soak the rice must be spring water from the depths of the bamboo forest, and with the addition of pickled bamboo rat meat and green beans, it is a fragrant bamboo rice with full color and flavor.

This time of year. Every household will soak fragrant bamboo rice in advance, and the meat at home is marinated according to the method that Yingzi figured out when she was a girl, and of course the heat is also very important.

Had lunch. Butterfly and Little Green shouted that they must take a walk before they would rest, saying that they were too full. Can't sleep. Aunt Xinmei accompanied the two of them in the yard, and the others rested in advance. Because the afternoon and evening activities are not light, you need to conserve your energy.

"Auntie, is the stream behind all from the spring in the mountain?" Die'er has never forgotten the stream in the bamboo forest, because the beauty of movement and stillness is too demagogic.

"Yes, there are several springs in the mountains. Let me tell you quietly, there is a hot spring in our bamboo forest. When the time comes, let my uncle take you there, but my grandparents always detain us, saying that it is not safe inside. Auntie said secretly.

"Hot springs?" Butterfly and Little Green immediately remembered the situation of playing with Dabai in the space, and they felt excited when they thought about it.

"But don't say that I told you, my parents knew that they had to pick my skin, thinking that I instigated you to go. Grandpa also said that it was an ominous place, so let's go less. Auntie muttered.

"How can it be an ominous place? Grandpa soaking in the hot springs is very good for his body. Die'er said.

"Okay, let's stop talking about it. You're done eating, go to bed, you're going to have more fun at night. Auntie urged.

Die'er and Xiaolu heard that the afternoon and evening were more lively, and they thought that they should also conserve their strength, so they obediently followed their aunt back to the room to sleep.

But the eyes of the two little girls already revealed their infinite yearning for hot springs.

Die'er was woken up by the sound of earth-shattering gongs and drums, listening to the drums getting closer and closer outside, pushing the aunt and Xiaolu beside her, quickly got up and tightened her pigtails, grabbed her shoes, and ran out to find Yingzi and them.

It turns out that when it is auspicious, the lion dance team will knock on the door from door to door, and the children will ride bamboo horses to follow them to welcome them.

The head of the family opens the door of the house, sprinkles rice and wine, welcomes the lion dance team into the door, and casually sends red envelopes to show good luck, and then the family can follow the large army to the next family.

Yingzi helped Die'er and Xiaolu pack up, carried a small bag on their backs, and walked with their family members like the usual place where the village holds a meeting.

Each village will have a place similar to the neighborhood committee, and all the village committees also have a common feature, that is, there will be a large open space in front of the office, so that the village can gather for a meeting to accommodate everyone.

Sometimes the election meeting lasts for one or two days, and the village will set up a big stove directly in front of the neighborhood committee, and the whole village will eat a big pot of rice together until the final result is discussed.

Today is the most solemn festival in Zhuma Village except for the Spring Festival, and everyone will be dressed up to attend. When the butterflies arrived, the stage had already been set up, and Xinqi didn't see anyone after eating, saying that he would surprise everyone at night, and he didn't know where to wait at this time.

There was a noise of gongs and drums, and the master of ceremonies announced that the first bamboo circus was ready to start. The bamboo circus is a unique program in this village, and the bamboo horse is made into the shape of a horse in the shape of a bamboo strip, covered with silk cloth or red, black, red, blue, white, and other colors. During the performance, the front part of the bamboo horse is hung at a high place in front of the actor, and the back half is placed at the lumbar vertebrae behind the actor.

I saw the most traditional band in the countryside playing vocal music, and more than a dozen people came up on the stage one after another, including men and women, the male characters teased each other with witty and funny action performances, and the actresses responded with subtlety and tenderness, and the scene was more vivid and lively in the shouts of the audience below.

After the dance, stand in a circle, and each person sings a southern song, the tune is simple, the beat is slow, the melody is delicate and lingering, the tone is euphemistic, and the listeners are fascinated.

Die'er and Xiaolu were short, and Shui Qing simply rode one on one shoulder, and the two held hands, shouting more vigorously in the crowd than anyone else. Yingzi and her sisters who watched it all snickered, these two little girls, can you understand?

ps: There are three more (to be continued.) )