After tossing and turning several times, Cai Hongming took a car to Gangwei Town, and from here he could take a ride directly to his home.

I haven't returned for nearly a year, and the characters in the town are still the same, but the old street was shoveled and rebuilt, and a row of green trees was planted, which looks fresh and tidy, much better than the old street. It's just that I don't know which guy who lacks virtue and smokes actually chooses to use beauty trees for greening, and he is not afraid of causing trouble. The beauty tree is beautiful when it blooms, but the thorns on the tree will become very hard and sharp when it grows up, and if you accidentally hit it head-on, it will definitely break the skin and bleed, and then it will be a "public said that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable" is a lawsuit.

After staying in Shencheng for a few days, the package consigned from Gulang through logistics had arrived, so Cai Hongming found a truck, went to the logistics to pick up things, and then went to the village.

Caijia Village is located in the Pinhai Mountains. In front of the village is a columnar basalt formed by volcanic eruptions hundreds of millions of years ago, and behind it are the mountains of Mangman. There is only one arable and fertile land in the village between basalt and mountains, and for many years, the people of Caijia Village have lived on this meager income.

Because of the remote location, it is impossible for express logistics to get here, so every time something can only be sent to the town, and then run over to pick it up.

I haven't returned for a while, and the village is still the same, and nothing has changed.

Now that the beginning of winter has passed, the rice in the field has been harvested, and the rice fields on the roadside are all empty, except for the remaining stubble of rice. But there were also people who ploughed the ground and applied some fertilizer to grow wheat. The climate in southern Fujian is warm and moist, if you master it well, you can plant two seasons of rice and one season of wheat a year, but the yield of wheat is very small, and it is basically a dispensable state.

I remember that every time this season, I would call a few pig friends and dog friends to dig voles with hoes and bags.

For this, I was scolded by adults at that time, because most of the vole holes were on the walking field stalks, and it was difficult to walk if they were dug up, and they had to be rested again next year, which was very troublesome.

Cai Hongming's family went to the northwest in the early years and did not build a house in the village, so when the family was separated, his grandfather was afraid that they would have no place to live when they came back, so he gave a set of two-entry old houses to his father, while his second uncle lived in a newly built building.

The old house has been decayed after hundreds of years of ups and downs, so his parents spent money to renovate it last year.

Today's old houses are no longer in an old state, but reveal a simple and heavy historical charm, with profound connotations.

The truck drove to the front of the old house and stopped, Cai Hongming saw that the door was open, there was no one inside, and couldn't help shouting: "Ah Gong" The voice spread far away in the mountains of Qingyue, but it was strange, and no one came out for a long time.

Hmm, what's the situation?

Cai Hongming was confused. His grandfather has now handed over all the things of bone massage to his second uncle, and he has planted flowers and vegetables to support his life. People are at home most of the time, why don't you see anyone today, strange?

After thinking about it, he probably went out, so he and the truck driver carried the things that had been sent to the house. Her mother didn't know what she had put in it, and it was so heavy that no one could hold it. Even two people carry it very heavy. After carrying things outside, I saw my friend Cai Zhengxian coming from a distance.

Cai Hongming looked at it and said with a smile: "Why are you here, didn't you hear that you went to the province to be a coach?" ”

"Recently, the Provincial Games are over, and there is nothing to do, so I will come back and rest for a while. Your grandfather said a few days ago that you were coming back, why did you only arrive now? ”

"Played in Shencheng for a few days. By the way, do you know where my grandfather went, why didn't there be half a figure at home? ”

"Gangshi accidentally broke his leg while herding cattle on the mountain, and your grandfather and second uncle ran over to see it."

"Then why didn't you go?"

"I was about to go, and I heard you calling and came here. Your voice is still the same as before, and now I guess the whole village hears you. ”

It's not an estimate, but it's a certainty, the village is not very big, and there are mountains on both sides, and the reverberation is very strong, sometimes the whole village can hear the cow fart, not to mention his broken gong-like sound.

There is a good friend here, and then there is no need for the truck driver to help, and he gave the money and politely asked if he wanted to go in for tea. The driver said no need to drive. He and Cai Zhengxian carried the rest of their things into the house, and then took out a bag of candied fruit made from sand canopy dates from their luggage to make refreshments. The two of them were in the house drinking tea and eating at the same time.

Speaking of which, none of the fruits in the Northwest Desert are edible.

bitter beans, bitter cold, poisonous; Sand dates, sour, slightly sweet, constipated after eating too much; Sea buckthorn fruit, sour and difficult to eat; Shagui jujube is even more bitter; Only the white thorn fruit is better, it is basically sweet.

However, these things are commonly used sand control and sand protection plants in the northwest region to control deserts, and they have high medicinal value and nutritional value, and have always been highly respected by the government.

Not to mention anything else, bitter beans are a taste of traditional Chinese medicine, and their medicinal value is needless to say; Sand dates are now also promoted to almost everyone's knowledge; The drinks and wine made of sea buckthorn fruit are a good cup in the northwest region, and relatively speaking, the sand canopy dates are a bit dwarf and poor, and can only be reduced to camel food. Therefore, no one has ever been rare.

It is precisely because of this that every ripening season, a large area of red sand canopy dates can only be reduced to a plant for people to watch.

Later, some people felt that it was a pity to waste so many sand canopy dates, so they picked the sand canopy dates home, and after various processes such as bitterness and pickling, they were made into sweet preserves, not to mention that the taste was really delicious. It's a pity that the processing cost of this thing is much higher than its value, so it has not been promoted, and it can only be bought in the area around Gulang.

After making tea for a while, Cai Hongming's grandfather Cai Lang came back, followed by his second uncle.

Although Cai Lang is nearly seventy years old, he is in good health, his eyes are bright, and he walks and kicks.

"Grandfather, second uncle." Cai Hongming saw the two of them, stood up and shouted affectionately.

"Why did you walk for so long, didn't your mother say that she was coming back a few days ago?" Seeing Cai Hongming, Cai Lang asked with a glare.

"I've been playing in Shencheng for a few days."

"Still so playful." Cai Lang said dissatisfiedly.

"Grandpa, second uncle, come and try it, this is a special product I brought back from the northwest." Cai Hongming hurriedly handed the sand jujube to his grandfather and second uncle, and gave up the position of making tea, lest the old man start reasoning again.

Cai Lang took a few and tasted them, and found that the taste was really good, not sweet or greasy, just right.

Cai Hongming waited for them to taste it, then put the things down and opened the half-human-high package packed by his mother, which was packed by his mother and wrote the name of who he wanted to give it. He took out a big bag from it, and it was so heavy, and he didn't know what it was. This is for his second uncle. I wanted him to bring it back, but it was so heavy that I had to take it myself later.

There are also several large bags, all of which are for relatives, and it seems that in the past two days, the courier will have to send them to the relatives one by one.

"In the future, when I eat, I will go to eat at home, and now your grandfather has not cooked, so he eats at my side." His second uncle Cai Tianshou said while making tea.

"Oh."

Cai Hongming responded, then took out a bag of things from it and threw it to Cai Zhengxian, "Take it, this is a good thing I brought from the northwest." ”

"What is it?" Cai Zhengxian asked as he looked at the tightly packed cardboard box.

"Some cistanche and cordyceps, and a few snow lotus."

?“ Cordyceps sinensis is very expensive, what are you doing for me, you can just keep it at home and sell it yourself, it's a waste for me. ”

"This is what I collected over there, the price is not as expensive as the pharmacy, and I don't give you a lot, just a few, you can keep it for yourself to chew." Cai Hongming said disapprehantly.

He also treated himself as an animal, and chewed it. Seeing that it was a friend's mind, Cai Zhengxian put it away.

Cai Hongming said again: "This thing is also expensive over there, next year I will dig it myself without money, see if I can dig it, and if there is, I will give you a few more." ”

"Can this thing dig itself?" Cai Zhengxian asked curiously.

"I have a helper at the barbecue stall over there, my sister is from Tibet, and their village has a pasture in the mountains, and I heard that Cordyceps sinensis is also produced, but the amount is not very large. But who am I, with sharp eyes, no matter how much, I will definitely be able to find them. Cai Hongming made a sharp-eyed gesture with a stinky hand, and said proudly, "Also, in a few days, I will ask my mother to send some fresh beef by courier, and I will send it to you when the time comes, so that you can also taste the fresh yak meat from the northwest." The bag in your hand has some dried yak, although it is a little hard, but it tastes good, you take it and taste it first"

Cai Lang looked at his grandson who was talking endlessly, and touched the beard on his chin with great relief. This house still needs to be crowded to be lively.