Fang Jing dug up the bamboo shoots, sat on the ground and peeled the bamboo shoot shells, Fang Yuan also sat on the side to help peel them, if someone saw this picture at this time, it would feel very good, if modern people saw it, it was estimated that they were thinking about what these two brothers and sisters had experienced?

Fang Jing's brother and sister finished peeling the bamboo shoots, Fang Jing held the hoe handle with her armpits, holding the bamboo shoots in her hands, and the little sister walked down the mountain with the two of them, muttering something in her mouth, Fang Jing couldn't hear what the little sister was muttering clearly, just thinking about going back and slicing the bamboo shoots and boiling them in a clay pot and then soaking them in water to remove the bitterness.

When the brother and sister got home, the time had reached about ten o'clock, Fang Jing hurriedly took the hoe to the dog's house to return the hoe, saying that it was a hoe, but in fact it was just a pout, which was very different from the modern one.

Fang Jing returned home after returning the hoe, took a broken knife and cut the bamboo shoots into slices and put them in the clay pot.

"Little sister, burn the fire, and my brother will make you bamboo shoot meat to eat in a while." Fang Jing opened his mouth to ask Fang Yuan to make a fire, but in fact, the main reason was that Fang Jing was not very good at using flint to make fire.

"Yes, brother." Fang Yuan stuffed the weeds into the small earthen stove, lit the fire with flint, and replied with a pout.

The water in the clay pot slowly boiled away, and the bamboo shoots slowly softened with the temperature, Fang Jing felt that it was almost over, so he used chopsticks to pick it up and put it on a small square chair, carried the clay pot out of the stove room with both hands to the ditch, and then filled half a clay pot of water back to the stove, put it on the earthen stove and burned, took off the remaining dog badger meat and chopped it into pieces and put it into the clay pot, added some wild garlic and ginger to burn slowly.

Fang Jing likes this feeling very much, although it is bitter, but she feels that the dishes she makes, the little sister loves to eat and can lick the bowl after eating, it is a very fulfilling feeling. Watching the water in the clay pot boil, a quarter of an hour later, he went to the ditch with the clay pot in both hands, repeating the process of making badger meat last night.

Fang Jing came back with the clay pot, put it on the earthen stove, slowly turned the meat pieces in the pot with a bamboo spoon, and then added some wild garlic and ginger to fry, it felt almost the same, and slowly boiled after adding some water, but unfortunately there was no lid for the clay pot, otherwise it should be more in line with the scene of cooking.

"Little sister, put some firewood and let him burn it, just don't rest." Fang Jing looked at Fang Yuan and reminded of the fire.

Fang Jing picked up the cut bamboo shoot slices, walked to the edge of the ditch, put the bamboo shoots into the clear water of the ditch and soaked them, tearing them while soaking, tearing them into small strips, so that it was easier to taste, and took the bamboo shoots back to the stove room, the little sister was still watching the stove carefully, Fang Jing felt a strong sour taste. Put the bamboo shoots on the small square chair, sit next to the little sister on the edge of the firewood and follow the little sister to light the fire, and the brother and sister laugh together.

The meat in the clay pot had been boiling for half an hour, Fang Jing got up and put the bamboo shoots into the clay pot, added a little coarse salt to it, flipped it a few times with a bamboo spoon, and returned to sit beside the little sister.

"Little sister, I'll use two bowls of bamboo shoot meat to serve to the dog baby's family, okay?" Fang Jing thought that he borrowed the hoe from the dog baby's house today, so he had to send something to others, which was called a gift exchange.

"Yes, brother." The little sister looked at the bamboo shoots in the clay pot and the badger was full of meat, and it was estimated that she couldn't finish it, so she nodded in response.

After another quarter of an hour or so, Fang Jing looked at the bamboo shoots in the clay pot and the stuffy meat was almost ready, so he extinguished the firewood with ashes, stood up and tried the taste with a pair of chopsticks, and felt okay.

Sandwiched some meat and bamboo shoots and put them in two bamboo bowls, sprinkled the chopped wild onions on top, and then scooped some soup and poured it on, it was done, fragrant and strong, the taste was amazing, not bad, Fang Jing praised himself in his heart.

"Little sister, come, you bring a bowl, I'll bring a bowl, and send it to the dog's house." Fang Jing instructed her little sister to go to the dog's house with her.

The brother and sister walked to the dog's house with bamboo shoots and stuffy meat, and found that the dog's mother was drinking a bowl of porridge, Fang Jing looked at the porridge in the bowl, it was really porridge, it was estimated that there were no dozens of grains of porridge in a bowl.

"Aunt Xiu, this is the bamboo shoot stew I made, and I'll give you some to taste." Fang Jing hurriedly took the little sister's bamboo bowl and said, in fact, the main reason is that the bamboo bowl is a little hot, and I am afraid that the little sister will burn her hands after a long time.

"Jing Wazi, why do you bring us food, you don't have any rice at home, you don't have anything to eat, you brothers and sisters keep it for yourself." Aunt Xiu didn't want to pick it up, but the dog baby who ran out behind her hurriedly picked it up.

"Aunt Xiu, didn't you set a badger yesterday, if you don't eat it today, it will be bad tomorrow, my little sister and I can't eat so much, I'm afraid of wasting." Fang Jing hurriedly explained.

"Thank you, Jing Wazi, I will tell Aunt Xiu if I have something to say in the future, when your mother is here, our two families will be fine." Fang Jing listened to Aunt Xiu's mention of his mother, and her heart was very moved. Although I haven't seen my mother in this life, I still feel comforted in my heart.

The dog came out with two empty bamboo bowls, handed the bowls back to Fang Jing, Fang Jing took the bamboo bowls, and was about to go home with Fang Yuan.

"Brother Jing, where did you catch the dog badger pheasant, take me, I also want to beat a dog badger for my mother and my brother to eat." Fang Jing listened to the dog's question, and felt very upset, such a big little kid wanted to get some meat for his own mother and brother to eat, and looked at the dog's baby who was less than eight years old.

Aunt Xiu's family has a lame husband, there is a mother-in-law above, there are three children below, the dog baby is the largest, eight years old, there is a younger sister below, six years old, and then there is a younger brother below, three years old, the whole family relies on Aunt Xiu and her mother-in-law to farm, earn some food, raise children, the lame husband can't do heavy work, can only do some work within his ability, looking at the porridge in the bowl, you know that Aunt Xiu's family is very difficult.

"Dog, then you will come to my house after eating, and I will take you to get prey and see if you can get it, and bring a bamboo basket by the way." Fang Jing replied very shamelessly, there was no bamboo basket at home, so she could only ask the dog to bring a bamboo basket, which was indescribably thick.

"Okay, Brother Jing." The dog baby was overwhelmed with excitement.

Fang Jing took the little sister home with two bamboo bowls, and when she got home, she took two bowls of bamboo shoots stuffy meat, and sandwiched a lot of meat for the little sister, and there were some bamboo shoots, but not much, there was less meat and more bamboo shoots in her own bowl, and then she smiled and asked her little sister to eat.

I ate a few bites of bamboo shoots, there was no bitterness, it was very delicious, and I couldn't help but stuff it into my mouth, at least I felt that I had never eaten such delicious bamboo shoots in my previous life, this is really pollution-free organic food.

Looking down at the soup that Xiaomei's face was eating, Fang Jing immediately laughed, feeling that this picture was very meaningful, Xiaomei looked up at her brother, smiled, and then lowered her head to eat the dishes in the bowl.

"Little sister, is the bamboo shoot stew delicious?" Fang Jing still asked what she wanted to ask the most.

"Mmmmmm, the meat made by my brother is delicious, and the bamboo shoots have no bitter taste, delicious, delicious." The little sister replied without raising her head and bowing her head with meat in her mouth.

The brother and sister just stood and ate all the dishes in the clay pot, Fang Jing touched her belly with her hand and patted it, feeling full, Fang Yuan also learned from her brother and touched her little belly and patted it, and hiccuped along the way. Fang Jing looked at the little sister, pointed at the little sister and laughed, and the little sister also stroked her mouth and smiled.

After eating, the brother and sister sat on the edge of the door, leaning against the earthen wall of the room behind them, looking into the distance, Fang Jing felt that if there was a shirt and a pair of shoes, and a cup of tea, it would be perfect.

Looking at the sun in the sky, the time was almost just after eleven o'clock, and the sun in the sky had not yet reached the middle, so it was impossible to determine the specific time, but Fang Jing felt that it should be this point.

The brother and sister sat for about a quarter of an hour, and when they saw the dog baby running on the side of the road in the corner of the house on the left, still carrying a basket in their hands, Fang Jing stood up and waited for the dog baby to approach. The dog baby came over with a basket two or three times bigger than him, and laughed when he saw Fang Jing.

"The dog baby is here, rest for a while, and then follow me to the forest to have a look." Fang Jing pointed to the mountains and forests in the distance and said.

"Brother Jing, are you going to take me to catch pheasants and badgers in a while? I have the strength, and I'll help you carry it in a moment. Listening to Fang Jing's intention to take him to the mountains and forests to catch prey for a while, the dog baby expressed her cheerfulness, saying that she was very strong and could help carry the prey.

"Okay, little sister, dog, let's go." Fang Jing didn't want to rest any longer, and returned to the stove room with a broken knife and hemp rope, shouting loudly.

Fang Yuan and the dog baby happily followed behind Fang Jing's buttocks, and walked to the forest where they had been condomined yesterday, Fang Yuan was very happy, today was the fullest time to eat, and it was still the meat to eat.

"Brother Dogwa, yesterday my brother caught a pheasant in the forest in front of me, which is the pheasant sent to your family, it's big, right? And badgers, and rats. The little sister told the dog baby about yesterday's results like a treasure, saying that only her brother could get the prey.