When the old lady came back from picking vegetables from the ground, Lin Shuang had already woken up. And I felt very selfish, I went to the storage room to find rice and was ready to start cooking dinner. "Grandma, the three of us, how many bowls of rice do we want?" Lin Shuang was a little unclear. When she is at home, these things are usually handled by Liu Xiaoying. And most people rarely let high school juniors cook by themselves, so it's good to have time to read two more questions when you have time to cook.

"I'll think about it." Usually, when the old couple is at home, only a bowl of rice is enough. Grandma Lin has a small appetite and likes to eat more vegetables and eat less. Grandpa Lin likes both food and dishes. So two people need a bowl of rice together, and today there is one more Lin Shuang, and the old lady estimates that one and a half bowls are almost enough. "Shuangshuang, you can get a bowl and a half."

"Got it." Lin Shuang poured the rice into the rice basket, and then prepared to go to the river to wash rice. A water stack was built on the waterfront side of the old house, and it was deliberately lengthened and widened when it was built, just so that the old couple could use it at ease and use it with peace of mind during their usual use. The creek is not particularly wide, and the surface of the river is only two or three meters. The depth of the water is even less known. Anyway, when I was young, I was always taught by the adults in my family not to be near the river.

There are a lot of water chestnuts growing in the river, and the green leaves are next to each other, and when they grow, they are a large patch. In order to facilitate the use of water at ordinary times, Grandpa Lin used a long bamboo pole to make a small barrier in the river, saving the water chestnut from growing too long, and covering the water stack. The evening breeze blows, and the surface of the river ripples, and small fish can be clearly seen swimming near the riverbank.

The basket is immersed in water, and with a slight shake, the water turns from colorless to milky white. Lin Shuang usually doesn't do much of these jobs, but when he came into contact with it a little today, he felt that this change was very interesting. Why does the water turn milky white when the rice is wet? Lin Shuang picked up the basket from the water, held the basket with one hand, and carried the basket with the other, shaking the rice vigorously. After shaking it a few times, put the basket in the water to clarify. This time, the water cleared out was even whiter than the previous one.

Grandma Lin saw Lin Shuang go to wash rice, and she didn't come back after a long time, so she chased after her. Come over and see Lin Shuangzheng playing energetically: "Okay, okay." Hurry up. Give me rice, do you want to have dinner? ”

Lin Shuang made a naughty grimace at his grandmother: "I know, I'll come up." With that, Lin Shuang came up with the basket. After playing for so much time, the sandals on my feet were all wet. Walk one footprint at a time.

"If you like it, then you will be allowed to wash rice every day." Grandma took the basket from Lin's hands, shook it twice and went into the house. Lin Shuang obediently followed his grandmother into the house.

"Grandma, I'll help you light the fire." Lin Shuang sat down in the stove first, "Now burn the inner pot, or the outer pot?" "The farmer's stove has three stove eyes, two large and one small. Two large stove eyes are used to stir-fry vegetables and cook rice, and a small one does not need to be burned, but the temperature of the other two stoves can be used to warm up some water, and it is used to wash the pot in winter.

"You burn the outer pot first." Grandma Lin is used to cooking rice in the outside pot and stir-frying in the pot. Hearing the order, Lin Shuang quickly took a handful of straw and began to start the fire, the fire was lit, and then stuffed two cotton poles into it from time to time. In the past, Lin Shuang had only burned fires in winter, and it was the first time in summer. It's a good job to help with the fire in the winter.

At that time, it was mostly during the Chinese New Year, and I rushed to help light the fire, not only to eat, but also to warm the frozen limbs. But in the summer, it doesn't taste very good. It was already hot, but as soon as the fire burned, it would be even hotter, and it didn't take long for Lin Shuang to sweat profusely. Seeing Lin Shuang like this, grandma was distressed: "You go out." I'll just light the fire. ”

Lin Shuang shook his head and refused. "It's rare for me to burn backfire. Let me meet in vain. Seeing that Lin Shuang refused to come out, grandma could only speed up her own cooking. Speed is still very easy to make at night. Toss tomatoes with sugar, loofah edamame soup, and reheat the little steamed chicken left over from noon. Two dishes and one soup, three people are enough.

Lin Shuang and the old lady were busy in the house, and Grandpa Lin was busy outside. In the summer evenings, everyone likes to eat and cool off on the grounds outside the house. Therefore, Grandpa Lin would draw water from the well every day and pour his cement floor thoroughly, so that the cement floor that had been sun-dried for a day would not be so hot.

"Old man, help me hang this tomato in the well to cool it." Old ladies used to call tomatoes and tomatoes. The older generation of people still has quite a distinctive way of calling certain things. They call matches foreign fires, kerosene lamps call foreign oil lamps, and it seems that as long as it is a foreign thing, a foreign word must be added in front of it to show the difference. It is estimated that this is also a characteristic of that generation.

"It's coming, it's coming." Grandpa Lin took the tomatoes that Grandma Lin had mixed, took another plate and buckled it, put it in the basket and went out. I have the well on the site at home, and I added a lid for safety reasons, and I cover it when I don't use it. The lid was a bit heavy, and after removing it, Grandpa Lin carefully put the basket down. Stopped when it was almost above the surface. After tying the rope into a small buckle on the edge of the well, the cover of the well was closed again.

After the sun hung in the west, Lin Shuang helped move the table out of the hall. After setting the meal, lighting mosquito coils, you can start eating. However, this meal was not very peaceful, because Lin Shuang had been attacked by mosquitoes. Obviously, the mosquito coil plate was lit at Lin Shuang's feet, but it was useless, and it didn't take much effort, Lin Shuang's legs and hands were already full of small red dots.

"Grandma, do you have too many mosquito nets, I want to put one on my body!" Lin Shuang, who was in a hurry, felt that he couldn't live his life. At this time, I felt that the city was good, at least there were not so many mosquitoes in the city.

"I guess your child's blood is sweet and tastes good, so all the mosquitoes are coming to you." Grandma Lin went into the house, found a box of cool oil and came out, and smeared all the mosquito bags on Lin Shuang's body one by one. "I'll buy a bottle of mosquito repellent tomorrow. Then you apply it a few more times. "Now, just apply it with cool air. Lin Shuang endured the itch of the mosquito bag while finishing his dinner painfully. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow be sure to apply a few more times of mosquito repellent water!

Sleeping with my grandmother at night and seeing the moon in the sky through the window, I felt very relieved. Lin Shuang rubbed the pillow, leaned his head in the direction of Grandma Lin, and soon fell asleep. What's in the dream, God knows.