"It's okay, it's just a broken foot." Qin barely squeezed out a smile and whispered.

Gu Qingzhu took a torch and took a photo, only to find that under the skirt she lifted slightly, there was a pair of bare feet without shoes and socks.

At that time, I chased it out in a hurry, and then I realized that I was sweating in pain when I took a step.

Gu Qingzhu wanted to carry her, but was stopped by the Qin family, even if it was a country woman's feet, she couldn't be exposed casually, Gu Qingzhu had to help her walk back slowly, and the villagers only thought that she was so frightened that her legs were weak and she couldn't walk.

In the Qin family, Gu Qingzhu helped her pick the stones on the soles of her feet, and carefully applied the wound medicine to bandage her.

"Qingzhu, you must find a reliable man in the future, don't be like my aunt." Qin Shi sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice, at this time, her pungency had turned into helplessness and sadness.

"Auntie......" Gu Qingzhu didn't feel good in her heart, but she didn't know what words to persuade her.

"You go back, my aunt will be fine after a sleep." No matter how much sorrow there is, when the sun rises, she still has to live.

"You can't get your feet wet, I'll help you pick mulberry leaves tomorrow." Gu Qingzhu instructed as he left.

"That's too much trouble for you." Qin's eyes turned red.

"What's this, Qingying has to be taken care of so much by you." Gu Qingzhu patted her hand, turned around and went home.

The Qin family rested for a day, and the next day went to the mulberry garden to pick mulberries as usual, still talking and laughing with those aunts and aunts, Gu Qingzhu knew for the first time that she had turned all the bitterness in her heart into laughter, because others didn't have so much patience to coax a person who had a broken face all day long.

After the Qin family's affairs, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law in the village are much more cautious at night, and they used to embroider handkerchiefs together when they had nothing to do, but now most of them do their own things at home, even the eldest girl and Zhao Di are dark, and they don't often come to Gu Qingzhu's house.

It rained for a few days, the loquat in the courtyard turned yellow, the wild roses bloomed pink flowers, clusters, piled up like jade, blooming brilliantly and wantonly, the raspberries and wild cherries in the mountains and forests were ripe, and the children in the mountains had no other snacks to eat.

Of course, flowers are indispensable in this season, the rhododendron is in full swing in full swing, like the fiery red morning glow on the horizon falling in the mountains, and the orchid and paulownia flowers are one in the grass, one is at the top of the tree, but it is the same purple enchanting, but to discuss whose fragrance is the strongest, I am afraid that it is none other than Qilixiang, its fragrance is rich and domineering, whether you want to or not, it will stick to your clothes and hair tips.

Of course, the children in the mountains still like honeysuckle the most, it not only has a faint aroma, but also a taste of traditional Chinese medicine, summer and tea can cool off, bathe children, can prevent mosquito bites, more importantly, the town's medicine store buys a large number of dried honeysuckle, children pick a season, can also earn one or two hundred money.

Qingying and Tie Dan go out with a basket every day, picking honeysuckle everywhere with the children of the same age, sometimes they can pick some, sometimes they have an empty basket, rolling back in mud, as long as they are not injured and not bullied by the big children, Gu Qingzhu doesn't care about her, and she grows up freely.

In the blink of an eye, the little silkworm has shed its skin four times, and it has grown into a white and round silkworm, and the silkworm frame of Gu Qingzhu's family already has ten silkworm plaques, and the sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves at night is rustling like rain.

In a few days, the silkworms will be on the silkworms, Gu Qingzhu went to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo branches to make clusters, at this time the new bamboo in the bamboo forest has grown as tall as the old bamboo, but there are still some bamboo shoots hanging outside them that have not completely fallen off.

Gu Qingzhu cut a large bundle of bamboo branches, picked a lot of bamboo shoot skins, and tied them with ropes and carried them home.

"Qingzhu, your bamboo shoot skin is big and wide, can you give me a few?" On the way, I met Gu Shigen's wife Xu, and she admired her.

"There are many in the forest, you can pick them up yourself." Gu Qingzhu smiled unmindfully.

"Thank you, the little plug has been hungry these days." Xu went in a hurry.

Gu Qingzhu returned home, divided some bamboo branches and bamboo shoot skins to the Qin family, and soaked the bamboo shoot skins with water.

The second day is the Dragon Boat Festival, Qingsong is going to have a holiday on this day, Gu Qingzhu went out of the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back early in the morning, bought glutinous rice in the grain store, cut a good pork belly on the meat table, and bought two boxes of pastries in the dim sum shop.

The pastries were for Liu Yuan, and the Yang family wanted to keep them for dinner, but the sisters and brothers were like arrows, and politely declined, and Qing Song simply packed a few clothes and left with Sister A.

"Do you have any acquaintances in the school?" Gu Qingzhu talked to his younger brother as he walked.

"It's the Zhang Zhao you saw last time, and he can talk to me the most." As soon as Gu Qingsong talked about the things in the school, he smiled.

"The big-eyed boy? Looks smaller than you. Gu Qingzhu thought hard, as if he only remembered his big black eyes.

"He's half a year older than me, but he has a cheerful temperament and looks like a child." Gu Qingsong said quite old-fashionedly.

"As if you're not a child." Gu Qingzhu was amused for a moment, and reached out to rub his brother's head.

"Sister......" Gu Qingsong dragged out his voice, and the twelve-year-old boy was still treated as a child, with a reluctant face.

"Alright, let's go home." After Gu Qingzhu finished speaking, he took the lead and left.

Qingying has already cut some of the amaranth, garlic, broad beans, leeks and so on in the vegetable field, and at this time, she is sitting under the loquat tree in the courtyard to choose vegetables, rhubarb is lying next to her, and the chickens at home are not afraid of it at all, and they stick out their heads to peck at the vegetables for a while, and they stick out their heads to peck at it for a while.

"Qingying!" Gu Qingsong trotted in.

"Brother!" I haven't seen her for a long time, Qingying left the food in her hand, screamed and rushed over, so frightened that the chicken fluttered to the side, and Rhubarb stretched his waist with his legs, wagging his tail to greet Qingsong.

Gu Qingzhu went into the kitchen to work, while Qingying pestered her brother to tell interesting things outside the mountain.

The washed glutinous rice was left soft and soaked, and the bamboo shoot skin was soaked overnight, and it was completely stretched, Gu Qingzhu washed it twice with clean water and put it in a bamboo basket to drain it. Cut the pork belly in half, cut it into small pieces, marinate it with ginger, green onions, sauce and a little soju, and soak a handful of red beans.

The remaining pork belly was cut into square pieces, boiled slightly in water to remove the fishy smell, the pickles from the winter had been dried into dried vegetables, Gu Qingzhu took out a handful from the crockpot and soaked it in water.

Heat the oil pot, stir-fry the chives and ginger, stir-fry the meat pieces until the meat skin is firm, the fat meat is oily, then spray the soju, pour vinegar, add sauce and water to boil, boil over high heat, and simmer over low heat.

The dried vegetables were washed and cut off, the dried peppers were minced, and Gu Qingzhu turned around and went to clean the other dishes.

Two quarters of an hour later, the aroma of sauce and meat permeated the kitchen, Gu Qingzhu poured dried vegetables and chili powder into the pot, stir-fried evenly, and added a few branches to the stove, the pot was boiling, and the heat filled the small kitchen.

Qingying felt sorry for her eldest sister and ran in to help light the fire and cook, while Qingsong changed her robe, rolled up her sleeves, and chopped firewood in the yard.

Dried vegetables and roast pork are dishes that every family will make during the New Year's Festival in Gujiaao, but the taste of each family is different, which is probably the real sense

A taste of home.

Gu Qingzhu made dried vegetables roast meat, the color is red and bright, the meat is square, red and white layers are alternate, the meat skin is elastic and tough, the fat meat is crispy, the lean meat is fragrant and tender, a bite is taken, a variety of tastes meet, the entrance is soft and glutinous, chewy, not stuck, the soybean paste dried by home is not only colored, but also adds to the sauce fragrance.

The dried vegetables absorb the excessive fat of the pork belly, and the dried pickles are suddenly moistened and fattened, as if the land that has been dry for a long time has been irrigated by water, and it is almost overflowing, and the dried vegetables eaten in the mouth are this resurrected plumpness.

After boiling seven or eight salted duck eggs, stir-frying a plate of garlic amaranth, a plate of leek eggs, and a bowl of broad bean egg soup, Gu Qingzhu quickly made lunch.

sent Qingsong to call Liang Mancang next door, but found that it was General Tie who guarded the door, he was probably called by Gu Shifu to eat, there were many dried vegetables and roasted meat, and Gu Qingzhu left some more.

The three sisters and brothers sat down to eat, and it was rare to eat meat on days other than the Chinese New Year, Qingying and Qingsong both ate with relish, and they didn't forget to rush to Gu Qingzhu's bowl.

After eating, Qingying and Qingsong washed the dishes together, while Gu Qingzhu sat at the table and wrapped zongzi.

Tear the brown bamboo shoot skin into two, then pull the bamboo shoot skin into a funnel shape, load it with rice, put a piece of marinated pork belly, and then fold the bamboo shoot skin a few times, tie it with zongzi, Gu Qingzhu's fingers moved dexterously, almost in the blink of an eye, and wrapped a zongzi.

The meat dumplings were wrapped in more than 20 pieces, and Gu Qingzhu wrapped some red bean dumplings until all the glutinous rice was used up.

Stack the zongzi one by one in the cauldron, scoop the water over, Gu Qingzhu lit the fire between the stoves, boiled the fire, simmered slowly on low heat, if you want the zongzi to be delicious, it will probably take an afternoon.

While waiting, Gu Qingzhu made an egg basket with colorful silk threads, and deliberately put the largest duck egg left at noon in it, in the afternoon, Qingying wanted to wear this to fight with the children in the village, and her sister couldn't let her little sister be compared.

She also braided a few colorful bracelets, ready to wear for her younger siblings, and then gave Tie Dan and Qingchuan each one, the old people said, poisonous insects are rampant in May, wearing a five-color bracelet can repel insects and avoid filth, and the body is healthy.

Gu Qingzhu naturally didn't believe this statement completely, she made a few zongzi-shaped sachets, which were filled with some fragrant and refreshing medicinal materials, such as mugwort leaves, calamus, atractylodes, angelica and so on.

"Sister!" Gu Qingying couldn't wait, so she came in to take a look.

"Let's go play." Gu Qingzhu put the egg basket, bracelet, and sachet on her one by one.

"It's so beautiful, Sister is amazing!" Gu Qingying looked at the three things on her body, touched this, touched that, and said excitedly.

"Give these two to Tie Dan and Qingchuan, the three of them have a good time together, don't mess with others." Gu Qingzhu tied her with colorful silk threads, and whispered.

"Hmm." Gu Qingying agreed happily, grabbed the bracelet and sachet on the table in her hand, and ran away.

Gu Qingzhu smiled helplessly and shook his head, but before the zongzi in the pot was fully cooked, Qingying came back crying!