The unique and rich fragrance permeates the southern courtyard, and when you take a deep breath, the smell of toon fills the mouth from the nose to the chest.

Parsley pour the mashed toon leaves into the pot and bring to a simmer with water.

Duan Yongyuan was puzzled, if he knew that parsley was going to boil toon leaves, he and Duan Xiang wouldn't have to work so hard.

"Parsley, if you want to cook toon, don't you just chop the toon, why do you have to pound it with garlic?" Duan Yongyuan was tired and tired for most of the day, and it was strange that he had no complaints in his heart.

Duan Xiang stood up and explained for Parsley, "It's like making garlic juice, it's easier to get the flavor out of the mashed one than the chopped one." ”

Duan Yongyuan doesn't seem to understand, he, who doesn't cook often, how can he know so much.

He saw Xue Danfeng beckoning to him at the door of the hall, and followed in. After a while, he came out with a plastic bag full of small dried red peppers.

"Parsley, what are you doing with these peppers?"

Hearing Duan Yongyuan shouting outside, Xiangqin poked her head out of the kitchen.

Duan Wen was sitting in front of the stove and lighting the fire, "You go first, I'll look at the pot." ”

Anyway, the firewood is almost added, so you have to pay attention to the fire and not burn too much. Although Duan Wen has old arms and legs, he is also a person who eats salt and walks, but just to look at the pot again, he is not too old to be useful, and this little errand will not be difficult for him.

"That's fine." Xiangqin handed the spoon to Duan Wen, and then went outside the kitchen to wash the chili peppers with Duan Yongyuan.

It's not enough to wash the peppers alone, not only do you have to dry them, but you also have to pinch off the tails.

These dried chili peppers have been watered twice, and they have become more ruddy than when they were taken out before, and they are lying comfortably in the dustpan basking in the sun, like more leisurely little red people.

Learning the movements of parsley, Duan Xiang also began to start the work of removing the tails of dried chili peppers. Compared with pounding toons, this is much more comfortable to sit and use.

But Duan Xiang was a little scared in his heart, "With so many chili peppers, shouldn't they be smashed like toons?" ”

He wasn't sure if he could eat enough. After listening to his words, Duan Yongyuan also had palpitations on his face.

Parsley smiled lightly, "Just grind it into powder with a stone mill." ”

Duan Yongyuan was a little disheartened, "There is no stone mill at home right now." ”

If he couldn't borrow garlic, he had to go to someone else's house to borrow a stone mill, and Duan Yongyuan couldn't think of anyone who had this bulky thing for a while.

Duan Xiang was thoughtful, and after a while, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"I remember that Cheng Shun's family has," Duan Chengshun and Duan Xiang's sister Duan Qiuhe were born in the same year, and the two children often played together before they went to school, and when they were younger, they took a bath together. "It seems that the stone mill of Chengshun's family has not been used for a long time, and his father has built a board on it, and I see that he often climbs the table to do his homework!"

Although he found the way, what Duan Xiang said was also good, but Duan Yongyuan couldn't be happy. It's not because of anything else, it's because Cheng Shun is not a good thing!

Duan Yongyuan shrunk down on the stool, hugged his arms and "hummed", "It's not that you don't know that Cheng Shun and his mother, and my Aunt Orchid have a virtue, and they are very good!" Can she lend us the stone mill? ”

Duan Yongyuan was not as optimistic as Duan Xiang.

"Why don't we find Cheng Shun and talk to his father." Duan Xiang felt that if he went to Duan Chengshun's house to borrow a stone mill, he just needed to avoid Cheng Shunniang.

Listening to what he said was easy, Duan Yongyuan was still not very happy, "If Cheng Shunniang knows about this, if she finds my house in the future, it will be a problem!" ”

Cheng Shun's mother can be anxious for a dime, and such a big thing as her stone mill suddenly disappeared, and it was strange that she didn't find it!

Duan Wen heard their conversation clearly in the kitchen, and he took out twenty yuan from his trouser pocket, "Yongzi, the master will give you money, and you will go to Chengshun's house to buy the stone mill back." ”

Duan Yongyuan was about to pick up the money when he was stopped by Duan Xiang.

It's not for nothing that money can make ghosts grind. He, Duan Xiang, is also the son of the village chief, so he should be able to speak. Besides, Duan Wen is not a rich person, and it is better to save money where he shouldn't make money.

"Otherwise," it seemed that Duan Xiang already had an idea, "I'll send the writing desk in the Qiuhe House to Cheng Shun and replace the stone grinder." ”

"This ...... Will it work? Duan Yongyuan was skeptical.

Qiuhe went to school in the city, and she couldn't use the desk when she wasn't at home. You come with me to get the stone mill back. Duan Xiang threw the chili pepper in his hand into the dustpan, stood up and patted his butt and walked towards the tricycle.

Duan Wen still secretly stuffed the twenty yuan to Duan Yongyuan in case of emergency, after all, Chengshun's mother was well-known in the village.

After a while, Duan Yongyuan and Duan Xiang pulled the stone mill in disgrace, and the seven-year-old Cheng Shun followed behind their butts with a look of grievance.

Seeing that they had brought the stone mill here, there was no joy on her face at all, and Xiangqin asked worriedly: "Brother Yongzi, Uncle Xiangzi, what's wrong with you?"

At Chengshun's house just now, Duan Xiang had been suppressing the anger in his heart, and when he was asked by Xiangqin at this time, he broke out in an instant, "It's not Chengshun's mother, Qiuhe's writing desk, I spent more than 100 yuan to buy it back, and I didn't want to change the stone mill with her." After talking for a long time, Yongzi gave her another twenty yuan, and she agreed to give us the stone mill! ”

Duan Yongyuan glanced back at Duan Chengshun, who had buried his head lower, and then rubbed Duan Xiang with his elbow, and motioned to him with his eyes, "Don't say it." ”

Cheng Shun is different from his insatiable mother, although he is young, he is quite sensible, and he also knows that it is not good for his mother to accept other people's things and ask for other people's money.

As soon as he saw Duan Chengshun, Duan Xiang was even more angry, and vented his anger towards his mother, "Chengshun, why are you running here if you don't go home to do your homework?" ”

Hearing Duan Xiang's angry reprimand, Duan Chengshun buried his head again, and squirmed and pinched in the south courtyard for a long time without speaking or leaving.

He looked around, observed the parsley who was busy for a while, and saw Duan Wen who was busy burning the fire and stirring the pot in the kitchen, so he ran in.

"Uncle Duan, I'll light a fire for you!" As he spoke, Duan Chengshun had already sat down in front of the stove, picked up two bare dried budding grain sticks from the firewood piled up like a mountain and threw them into the fire in the stove hole.

Although Duan Wen has prejudices against Cheng Shun's mother, he is not enough to affect the thoughts in his heart to children, not to mention that he knows that Duan Chengshun is a sensible and good doll.

He smiled, squinted his eyes and said to Duan Chengshun: "Don't add too much firewood, small fire."

Duan Chengshun raised his head and smiled brightly, nodded his head fiercely, and responded, "Hey!"