Bai Mengdie asked knowingly and sarcastically: "Why is the third aunt willing to move away, she should insist on staying to the end!" ”

"She wants to!" The old lady pursed her lips disdainfully, "But the ancestors of the Bai family can't tolerate her, so many snakes have been coiled in her house that night, and they can't enter at all."

On a hot day, she can't take out a change of clothes, let alone take rice and noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for cooking, she doesn't move away, waiting for her body to stink without changing her clothes, waiting to starve to death! ”

Bai Mengdie pretended to be curious and asked, "Then how did their family's things move out of the house later?" ”

"Of course, we helped them move out of the house, and the ancestors of your Bai family won't hurt us." The old lady said.

Bai Mengdie nodded: "Yes." Then he asked, "Since the third aunt's family was forced away by the snake, then grandpa didn't call the police." ”

"Of course! Who wants to run to the police station all the time if they have nothing to do, it seems that our family is troublesome. ”

After the old lady finished speaking, she looked at Bai Mengdie's hot and sweaty round face, and asked with concern: "Don't just talk, look at your hot, wash your face quickly, grandma has something good for you to eat." ”

Bai Mengdie asked curiously, "What's good?" ”

"Muskmelon! There is only one melon ripe in our vegetable field, and grandma specially kept it until today, just to give you one to eat! ”

The old lady said this with a happy face, as if she was about to eat the melon.

Bai Mengdie's heart is not rare melon at all.

In her previous life, she grew up and joined the work, and she didn't know how much food she ate.

But the old lady was happy, and she had to be happy, so that the old lady could feel that it was worth keeping this melon for her to eat.

Bai Mengdie pretended to be happy, and was just about to send her schoolbag to the room, when she suddenly heard the sound of a sheep bleating, and asked in surprise: "Grandma, how can there be a sound of sheep bleating in our house?" ”

The old lady kindly told her that she had bought two baby goats.

Bai Mengdie happily ran to the sheepfold and fed the sheep with grass for two minutes, and then ran to his room.

As soon as I opened the door, a smell of fragrance came to my nose.

Bai Mengdie was pleasantly surprised to see an empty canned bottle on the desk, with water in the bottle and two white and fragrant gardenias.

Bai Mengdie put her schoolbag on the chair next to the desk, ran out happily, and asked happily, "Grandma, has our gardenia tree bloomed?" ”

The old lady had already made a basin of water and put it on the side of the patio waiting for her to wash her hands: "It's open, but it's only a few today, and some buds are white, and tomorrow it should be able to bloom a lot." ”

"Great!" Bai Mengdie squatted down and washed her face with a towel, "If I can open a few hundred, I will pick them and sell them in the city, and if I can tie a handful of five flowers, I can sell them for three cents a handful!" ”

In the later generations of Bai Mengdie, gardenias were sold all over the streets in June and July every year.

Many girls buy a handful when they commute to work or go to the night market, which can last for days.

Although selling gardenias is to make a small amount of money, it is also money, and she is now a student, so she can't make a lot of money.

The old lady saw that Bai Mengdie had washed her hands and face, and took out a plate of cut melons from the kitchen for her to sit in the shade of the jujube tree in the courtyard and eat.

The old lady smiled and said, "I don't think I will be able to bloom so many tomorrow, at most twenty or thirty." ”

Bai Mengdie took the plate with the melon and put it on her lap, and didn't rush to eat: "Our family can't open much, what about other people's houses, there are many people who grow gardenias in our village, if people are willing to sell me ten flowers for a dime, I will buy it." ”

Every family in this rural area has the custom of planting gardenias, and the origin of this custom seems to come from the love for girls.

Patriarchy is prevalent all over the country, but in some places it is more serious, and in some places it is fine.

In HB province, this rural area near the provincial capital has also been patriarchal since ancient times, but it is not too serious.

In the past, every family was in difficulty, and they couldn't afford to buy flower cloth or anything to make clothes for the girls in the family, so they planted a gardenia tree and bloomed for their girls to play with and have a fragrant summer.

To put it bluntly, it is a parent who does his best to make up for the debt to his daughter.

Bai Mengdie thought that gardenias in the countryside could not be sold, and someone should be able to sell them when she bought them at a low price, so she could turn them into money.

The old lady hadn't seen her baby granddaughter for a few days, and when she saw Bai Mengdie, she felt very fond of it.

Moved a chair and sat down next to her, cleaned up the vegetables picked from the garden, and sneered: "Ten flowers for a dime, a hundred flowers only sell for one dollar, and no one will sell you."

At least three cents and ten flowers can be sold, and a hundred flowers can be exchanged for three yuan, and you can cut a pound of meat to eat. ”

Bai Mengdie thought about it, and it was also the same reason.

It's been ninety-eight years now, and it's not as difficult as it was ninety years ago, who can afford a dollar if it's not a poor and crazy person?

And now the gardenias have just bloomed, and there are not a few on a single tree.

She buys ten flowers for a dime, and people climb up and down to pick flowers, and they can only get a few cents, who is willing to spend that thing? The price of the old lady is obviously much more reasonable.

Bai Mengdie nodded: "Then according to what grandma said, three cents and ten flowers will be purchased, and I will buy it later." ”

The old lady disagreed: "You really went to collect it, did you forget about collecting plums so quickly?" Don't take it! If you collect it, you have to worry about selling. ”

Bai Mengdie said confidently: "Someone will definitely buy it, I'm not worried about this, I'm just worried that I won't be able to collect many gardenias."

My grandmother was afraid that I would repeat the mistake of harvesting plums, which was easy to do, so I would go to another village to buy it.

Before receiving it, I declared in advance that whoever wants to sell it will sell, and if you don't want to, forget it, it's all voluntary, don't make me feel like I have to accept someone's flowers. ”

The old lady didn't stop at this time: "You have to talk about it, don't be thankless." ”

Then he doubted: "Is there really anyone who buys this flower when it is sold in the city?"

If you don't eat or drink properly, you can sell it for three cents a handful, and only five flowers per handful.

People might as well use the three cents to buy two catties of cabbage to eat.

If you can't sell so many flowers, you won't lose a lot! ”

In her previous life, Bai Mengdie saw many flower sellers selling gardenias on tricycles, and there were more than 1,000 gardenias in a cart, and they would be sold out in less than two hours.

Jiangcheng people have a preference for gardenias, and there are many people who buy them.

In her previous life, there were so many gardenia vendors, and the competition was so fierce, thousands of gardenias could be sold, would it be difficult for her to sell them alone?

And although the city in 98 years is a wave of layoffs, the economic development is very violent, who can't afford a handful of gardenias!

Bai Mengdie gave the old lady a reassuring smile: "Grandma, when you do business, you have to be a little adventurous, you can't be afraid of tigers and wolves, you can't make money like this." ”

Seeing that the old lady still seemed very hesitant, Bai Mengdie continued to persuade.

"Grandma, grandpa often regrets that when the reform and opening up first began in the 80s, it was because he was too forward-looking, afraid of this and that, and missed the reform dividend.

However, the Bai family in the town seized the great opportunity of reform and made a windfall.

We have missed the reform dividend, we can't lose our fighting spirit, otherwise we won't be able to turn over for the rest of our lives, and we will be ridiculed by the Bai family in the town. ”

As soon as she mentioned being ridiculed by the Bai family in the town, the old lady no longer retreated, and said: "If you want to try, try it, but don't take too many gardenias at first, explore the way first to see if it sells or not, even if it can't be sold, the loss will not be too big." ”

Bai Mengdie obediently responded "Okay".

The old lady was afraid that she would have psychological pressure, and said: "Our family is not having a hard time now, I didn't wait for you to sell flowers to make money to support the family, it is better to make money, it doesn't matter if you can't earn it." ”

Bai Mengdie nodded: "I know this." ”

The old lady glanced at the melon on the plate on her lap and said, "Eat the melon." ”

Bai Mengdie lowered her head and saw that there were four pieces of melon on the plate, so she took one and handed it to the old lady: "Grandma, this piece is for you, and I will leave one piece for grandpa, and the remaining two pieces will be one for me and my brother." ”

The old lady didn't take the melon she handed over: "This melon is not as big as a fist, you can't eat enough, don't keep this and that." ”

Bai Mengdie was a little embarrassed, could the original owner eat it in the eyes of the old lady?

She forced the old lady into her hand: "Where has Grandma ever seen such a big fist?" It's that grandpa's two fists together are still half smaller than this melon. ”

The old lady was amused by her, wiped her hand on her apron, and then ate the melon: "Don't leave the extra piece to your brother, your father is back, leave it for your father to eat." ”

Bai Mengdie sneered: "Dad is back? How could he come back? I thought he would never come back. ”

The old lady said unhappily: "You child, you are only talking stupid things, you are his treasure, how can he not come back to see you?"

I didn't come back because I had to work overtime.

He worked so hard, he didn't want us to live a better life, but you didn't know how to understand him! ”

Bai Mengdie pursed her lips in her heart, she didn't believe that a factory that was about to close down would have to work overtime!

But she didn't say anything, she was afraid that the old lady would feel uncomfortable, so she asked, "Since Dad is back, why didn't you see his figure?" ”

The old lady glanced at Bai Mengdie in some surprise and said, "Your father came back and only drank a sip of water and went to work in the fields."

Whenever he came back and didn't help the family, why would he stay at home. ”

Well, it's revealing again.

Bai Mengdie said coquettishly: "People haven't seen my father for a long time, so I forgot about it." "Then hurry up and eat the melon.

Just after eating a mouthful of melon, Shi Lei came back, and the old lady said, "Forget it, let's give it to your brother." ”

Both her grandparents and grandchildren are eating melons, and they don't give it to the children brought by Tian Chunfang, for fear that he will have ideas.

Besides, this child is obedient and painful, so he should be fed.

Bai Mengdie beckoned Shi Lei to eat melon.

Shi Lei washed his hands and face, took a piece of melon and squatted next to the old lady to eat.

There wasn't much of a piece of muskmelon, Shi Lei ate it in two bites, glanced at Bai Mengdie, and said to the old lady: "I'll go to the pond to net some crayfish and come back, and let Fluttershy make spicy crayfish to eat." ”

The old lady nodded again and again: "Go, your dad is back today, it just so happens that there are no vegetables at home, you can net some fish and shrimp and come back to make two dishes." ”

Shi Lei went out with a net and a bucket.

After eating the melon, Bai Mengdie wanted to help the old lady choose the dishes, and the old lady said: "Your father heard that you are very good at cooking and wants to eat the dishes you cooked, and your grandfather bought two catties of pork belly, you see what to do." ”

Bai Mengdie thought for a while and said, "Let's make a tamale, a Dongpo pork." ”

"What? Dongpo meat? The old lady asked confusedly.

Although Dongpo meat is very famous in Hubei cuisine, there is no such dish in this rural area, so the old lady will be confused when she hears the name of this dish.

Bai Mengdie explained: "Dongpo pork is similar to braised pork belly, but there are some differences, Dongpo meat is more delicious than braised pork belly, soft and juicy, especially suitable for grandparents and older people." ”

The old lady knocked out all the leaves of the bamboo leaf vegetables, leaving only the bamboo leaf vegetable stalks: "Don't care about me and your grandfather, although we are old, but our teeth and mouths are quite good, you cook vegetables according to your favorite taste, and your grandfather and I can chew it." ”

Bai Mengdie lied: "I also like to eat soft and rotten Dongpo meat." ”

The old lady didn't expect when she had eaten Dongpo meat, otherwise how would she know the taste of Dongpo meat.

Hearing Bai Mengdie say that she also likes to eat soft and rotten pork belly, she immediately smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then you can make a bowl of Dongpo meat for everyone to taste." ”

Bai Mengdie got up and went into the kitchen, and looked at the piece of pork belly that the old man bought, which was the worst kind of pork belly.

This kind of pork belly is less lean and more fatty, and it tastes a little greasy, but ordinary people can only afford to eat this kind of pork belly.

Bai Mengdie first washed the piece of pork belly with clean water, and then divided it into two.

Whether it is Dongpo meat or tamales, the area of eating is very wide, so the methods are different, but they are similar, and ten thousand swords return to their ancestors.

As an HB provincial person, of course, I will do what I did as an HB provincial person.

Bai Mengdie added an appropriate amount of water to both pots, and then went to the stove to burn wood.

Bring the water in the pot to a boil, put a piece of pork belly in the boiling water and cook for 10 minutes, remove the bleeding foam and let it cool.

When the meat was no longer hot, Bai Mengdie cut the pork belly into five-centimeter cubes and used it to make Dongpo meat.

Another piece of raw pork belly was cut into strips four centimeters long, two to three centimeters wide and one centimeter thick by Bai Mengdie when the Dongpo meat was cooked, and dried with a cloth and filled in a tile bowl.

Then add refined salt, soy sauce, minced ginger, white wine, monosodium glutamate, and sugar to the clay bowl, mix well, and marinate for a while.

Originally, I had to add sweet noodle sauce and fermented bean curd, but I didn't have these at home, so forget it.

Jet lag or two seasonings don't affect the taste of the dish very much.

However, in order to remove the smell and increase the fragrance, Bai Mengdie added some star anise and pickled it together.

I took a lot of rice and fried it in a hot pan until it turned yellow, then add cinnamon, cloves, and star anise and stir-fry for a few minutes.

Bai Mengdie put the fried rice on the cutting board and crushed it back and forth several times with a rolling pin, and all the rice turned into caviar-like particles, and the spiced rice noodles necessary for steamed noodles and steamed pork were ready.

To make tamales, you can use lotus root, taro and potatoes as a base.

Taro Bai Mengdie doesn't like to eat, and he doesn't plant it at home, and the lotus root is not on the market at this time, so it's better to use potatoes as a base.

When I was helping the old lady choose the vegetables just now, I saw that there were no potatoes in it.

Bai Mengdie came out of the kitchen, ready to carry a basket to dig potatoes in the vegetable patch.

The yard was empty.

There were a few chickens pecking at the old lady to choose the leftover yellow cabbage leaves and roots.