"Brother, where do you want to sleep tonight? Rippling House or Tsai House? I'll clean it up for you now. At ten o'clock in the evening, Gui Ying asked the eldest brother.

"Whatever!"

"Just like last time, the house is on the floor!" Tsai jumped up from the couch and pointed to the open space in the living room with a happy expression.

"Why are you so excited?" Gui Ying was stunned.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival! And my uncle and grandfather are there—how rare! What's more, you grew up in a sleeping kang from the village, and laying on the floor is not the same as sleeping on a kang on the ground! Let you reminisce about your childhood, you see how intimate I am! "Tsai Naughty at his mother and uncle.

In the distance, the old horse lying in a rocking chair hummed while holding a cigarette pouch, then turned his head and continued to smoke.

"Okay! Listen to the boys! Ma Xingbang stretched out his hands at the girl and smiled.

Gui Ying then moved things one by one, mats, cushions, pillows, and thin quilts...... was packing up, and Zhiyuan came back. After some warm courtesy, the brother-in-law and brother-in-law, two middle-aged people, sat on the mat of Gui Yingpu and chatted. The old horse saw that it was half past ten, and it was time to go to bed, and he also came.

"Brother like this, you sleep with Zhiyuan and Da on one side, head facing west, and me and Tsai Zhu Yangyang sleeping on one side, head facing east, okay?" Gui Ying knelt on the mat and gestured while adjusting the pillow.

"Nadu School"

"Then you're next to Da! Zhiyuan is sleeping on the side, and he has been snoring loudly recently! Gui Ying deliberately arranged her father and eldest brother to sleep together.

Everyone sat in their respective positions, three gentlemen in a row, from south to north were Zhiyuan, Xingbang and Lao Ma; The mother and son slept in a row, from south to north, Gui Ying, Yangyang and Zai Zhu Zhiyuan were tired and lay down first, Xingbang sat on the southernmost side of the mat and chatted with his brother-in-law, Lao Ma was still smoking on the sofa, but his eyes were staring at the sleeping Yangyang.

"Annoying! Always spread out with both hands and put a big word! Tsai Zai felt that Yangyang's outstretched hand occupied his place, threw Yangyang's hand hard, and then lay down by himself.

"It's okay to be gentle! It's an arm, not something! After Gui Ying reprimanded her son, she gently moved Yangyang into her arms, and then lay down with her own sheet.

"Yangyang's sleeping posture is a bit similar to your aunt! Hehe...... That's how your aunt sleeps! Old Ma Le opened his mouth and rushed to Guiying.

"Who's aunt? Is my mother her aunt? Tsai Tsai looked up and asked Grandpa.

"Yes."

"That's mine—Grandma!" Tsai Tsai calculated in his mind and came up with this result.

"Hmmm! Don't call your aunt and grandmother, call your aunt! Gui Ying interjected.

"I'll take care of the old man's words...... What's my mom and her grandmother's name? It's - how the great-grandparents swords"

"Call Grandma! Tell your mom and her grandfather to call grandma! ”

"So how do you tell the difference?"

"It's called grandma in front of people, and it's called male grandma or female grandma behind it, and now there are very few people in the same house in the four generations, and you want to be both of them, so you don't need to distinguish how long you have one left! You work hard to give birth to a baby as soon as possible, and in the future, your baby's grandfather will be called grandma! The old horse laughed three times, then extinguished the cigarette, put the hookah next to the pillow, and lay down.

"Grandpa, is my mother and aunt dead? How I haven't heard of it! ”

"Well, I've been dead for some years, and I'm sick." Lao Ma thought of his sister-in-law, a little low.

"Your grandfather is good to his sister, look at you!" Gui Ying knocked on the side.

"How good?" After asking his mother, he turned his head and looked forward to his grandfather's answer.

"At that time, there was a lot of work in the field, and there were a lot of things in the family that you didn't care about, the grandmother was all doing it, and at that time, the master was not as old as you are now. There's no way, my lord is the eldest in the family, and the following two younger brothers and one sister are cooking and cleaning up at home, feeding the chickens, changing your aunt's diapers, and feeding your aunt. ”

"Woo - Grandpa, you can cook! Also change diapers! You're not that good for my mom, right? Tsai Tsai was very surprised, as if he had found a new grandfather.

"Your mother has her mother and her grandmother to take care of, who does your aunt have? At that time, cooking was simple, and there was nothing to do. Boiling red roots, steaming wotou, and cooking corn soup, your second grandfather is responsible for lighting the fire, your grandfather is responsible for cooking and cooking porridge, and your third grandfather is responsible for staring at your aunt! Growing up like this, your aunt is also pitiful, hey! The old horse remembered the past and couldn't say a word.

Tsai Tsai listened to the novelty, but Gui Ying listened to a family history that was closely related to her.

"Why is it pitiful?" Tsai Tsai doesn't understand.

"Hey, it was bitter at that time! You can't eat enough, let alone wear clothes. Your mother-in-law, her grandmother, was only concerned with farming at that time, and had no time to spin and weave, and your aunt didn't know until she was a teenager that the girl's pants didn't have a seam! Lively or not! The old horse patted his stomach and laughed.

"Huh?" Tsai didn't react.

"At that time, men's trousers had a seam, and the seam was not a zipper, and there were no buttons! Take a belt of trousers—a strip of cloth—and tie it tightly! The women's pants don't have a seam, and your aunt hasn't noticed it when she's so big! Think about it, your aunt has three older brothers, and she has worn her brother's leftover pants since she was older, so she never knew that the girl's pants were not seamless! Gui Ying explained on the side, and couldn't smile bitterly after explaining.

"It's hard to make a note for her!" The boy finished lightly, and the father and daughter laughed silently.

"Where is the cloth for trousers? Eat first and talk about pants if you can't eat enough! Even if you have the money to buy it, you can't easily buy it. I remember that after your aunt got married, she once went back to her parents' house to see me, and she was very happy with me, and she never had to wear slit pants again! She caught fire when she saw a man's pants! Haha...... "The old horse is finished, and he laughs again."

"Why can't you buy it? In ancient times, there were tailors! Tsai asked.

"Poor! How can I have enough clothes and quilts to change into? Your second grandfather and I often wear a pair of pants, and a quilt covers our brothers and three sons in winter, and you pull the quilt over in the first half of the night and I pull it back in the second half of the night, just like this! Therefore, the kang burns very hot, and people sleep on the top and burn on the bottom, and they sleep over and over, and sleep while lying down is changed to sleeping on their stomachs! People in several villages, every family grows grain on their land, how can they grow cotton on land! Grow a little cotton once in a while and keep it for clothes. You can afford to go to the county to buy pants and rip fabrics, but you are not ordinary people. At that time, cotton was particularly scarce, so it has been popular in the village for decades that when you get married, your mother's family will give her daughter a quilt to marry! Hmph, boy, do you know how cotton is made into clothes? ”

"I don't know! I haven't seen this. Tsai Tsai's sincerity and ignorance amused the old horse.

"It's a big project. Yingying, let me ask you first, do you know? The old horse turned his head and asked Gui Ying.

"Oops, oops, I'm thinking and thinking. After the cotton is picked, it is thoroughly dried, and then ...... after the flowers are ready. Roll the cotton into a cucumber-like roll, spin the thread with a spinning wheel, and ...... Then wrap the spun thread into tassels, uh...... Isn't it the next line...... In fact, I probably have a little impression of the next steps, but I don't know what each step is called! Gui Ying looked at the flower board and snapped her fingers, unable to remember.

Ma Xingbang, who wanted to talk to Zhiyuan about work on the side, suddenly interjected: "Next, turn the thread, close the thread, dye the thread, and weave the cloth - is it big?" ”

"Humph! Your brother is old, you know! Turning the thread, closing the thread, down is the thread, the pulp thread, the brushing thread, the dyeing thread, and finally the weaving, after weaving into the cloth, cutting the cloth, making clothes. Boy, look at how difficult it was for people in the village to wear a dress! Starting from planting cotton in the spring to putting on clothes at the end, there is no year that can't be finished! It is not easy to play cotton, spinning, and weaving dozens of sub-processes before and after! So at that time, people had a new dress, and they were very precious! ”

The old horse was alone, and everyone else except Yangyang was listening carefully with their ears.

"Oh!" Tsai Tsai let out a long sigh as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Cotton can not only be used to make clothes, but also rags on the stove, diaper mats for dolls, bedding sheets, door curtains, school bags for my time, cloth bags for things, width of clothes, uppers and soles, sweaters, scarves and hats...... At that time, there were so many things that cotton could make! Gui Ying popularized it to her son.

"Cotton can still make soles!" Tsai Tsai was surprised.

"The soles made of cotton are very strong, and the soles are better than the soles of many famous sneakers nowadays!" Gui Ying reminisced about the years when she wore cloth shoes.

"At that time, there were very few things to buy, and the plastic, aluminum, and iron devices at home were slowly developed later, except for farm tools. In the early years, the house, kang, and stove were covered with earth-fired bricks, and the cabinets, boxes, tables, chairs, and benches were made of paulownia wood by ourselves or by others. Ma Xingbang followed his sister's words to his nephew.

"Hmmm! I've been using kerosene lamps for decades! The lights came later—I think they were...... After the eighties! The old horse pursed his lips and recalled.

"I remember using kerosene and wax occasionally!" Gui Ying recalled.

"I've never seen a kerosene lamp, but I've used wax!" Zhiyuan retrieved his childhood.

"What's a marquee?" Tsai held back for a long time before finding a spare time to ask questions.

"There are a lot of marquees! At that time, the people in the village used kerosene, and put a cover on the outside of the lamp, so that the wind could not blow in, so that it could be used when going out at night. It's about the same as a flashlight, not that bright. Last year or the year before last, people from the village took away the lanterns, and each paid dozens of yuan! The old horse's index finger spun around in the air.

"What are you doing with that?" Tsai asked again.

"The better marquee lamps are made of copper, and those that are missing antiques are played!" The old horse replied.

"Oh! It turns out that there are treasures in the countryside! After the boy, the elders chuckled.

"We still have copper coins at home! I don't know what age it is...... I can't figure it out, your grandmother left it. "The old horse is playing tricks.

"Usually copper coins have words written on them!" Zhiyuan shouted at the people.

"I didn't look closely, I threw it in the corner for decades!"

"The longer you leave it, the more valuable it is!" Zhiyuan showed a look of surprise in the dark night.

"Worth a hammer! When Yingying came to the door, someone rode a car to collect copper coins, thirty years ago, a copper coin was only a few cents, I thought about it, or don't sell it, keep it as a souvenir! I forgot where I put it now, your second brother should know! ”

"How did my mother-in-law get the white vinegar she used to brew? Now the vinegar outside is super unpalatable, it is industrially synthetic, and no matter how good the cold dish is, it is bad on the vinegar. Do you know the trick of my mother-in-law's original persimmon vinegar? Gui Ying got up and asked specifically.

"This—" The old horse's fingers intersected on his stomach moved, and then, "I don't know about this!" Anyway, in the early years, after seeing your mother-in-law pick the persimmons back, wash them and pour them into clay pots, brew them in autumn and store them in winter, and eat them in the summer of the second year! I don't know what the trick is, but your mother knows, if your mother knows...... Maybe your second brother knows a little too! ”

"I'm afraid of prosperity and I don't know!" Xingbang is convincing.

"Oh, it's a pity! The persimmon vinegar made by our mother is not irritating, and the white vinegar has a sweet taste! I only remember that the cold dishes at the time were delicious, and the vinegar now is not filial piety..."Gui Ying remembered the persimmon vinegar in her childhood and didn't understand, and she looked helpless when she mentioned the vinegar she often eats now.

"I haven't eaten persimmon vinegar in years!" The old horse spoke with regret.

"There must be one on Taobao!" Tsai swears.

"Yes, it's a battalion—I've searched it! I'm afraid your mother can't afford this strength now! You first think about how expensive persimmons are, and then calculate the cost of brewing and storage. It's a pity, such a good craft has been cut off to me, and I am ashamed of my ancestors! Gui Ying laughed at herself and sold miserably.

"Don't persimmon vinegar, it's hard to buy better vermicelli now! It's all out of the factory, and it doesn't taste right to chew it! The old horse added.

"Grandpa, are your vermicelli sweet potato vermicelli? Isn't that all the same thing? ”

Lao Ma laughed, and then spoke: "You ask your mother and your uncle, when can they eat vermicelli?" Ye told you, in addition to red and white ceremonies, there is only one thing left to eat for the New Year! The process of that thing is complicated, and there are few people in the village who make it, so I usually go to the market to buy a little before the Chinese New Year. At that time, there was no machine, and what you bought was also handmade, and if you eat more and more carefully from one to another, you will know that the softness, hardness, elasticity, and taste are very different! ”

"My mom used to do it—I remember!" Gui Ying confirmed.

"Yes, I did! It seems like more than once. Xingbang recalled.

"Yes, I did it, your mother-in-law loves to eat, and I love to eat, but then I was annoyed, and I decided never to do it again! Lao Rang very! The old horse finished his mouth, as if the picture of making noodles was in front of him.

"How do you work?" Tsai asked.

"Planting red weeds is the first to be fertilized. Seedlings you have to have a pool of red pimples and seedlings, the red pimples are left by the previous year's red roots, in order to keep the red roots of the family to make a sweet potato cellar, seven or eight meters deep! Seedlings are good seedlings are not good This is the first level, when planting seedlings one by one, watering one by one, when digging in autumn, it is also a nest of digging! When you dig the red lotus, you are afraid of the rake mountain red lotus, and you have to dig a nest for a long time, and digging the red lotus with a rake is the same as plowing the ground with a rake - tired wow. It is not easy to deal with the red vines, and it is like a blanket, and it is not easy to have insects if they don't go back......" The old horse remembered the experience of planting red roots in the past, and shook his head and complained.

"It's even more troublesome when the red lotus gets inside the house!" Xingbangwan smiled lightly.

Gui Ying continued: "I have a little impression of this. I remember that after I brought the red weeds back in October, I would first pick them out of the vermicelli, then wash them, rub them into sheets with a trowel, and then lay them on the wheat field to dry them one by one. After drying, grind the red lettuce pieces into powder, filter them with water in a pulp cloth, sell large particles, and wait for the water in the pulp cloth to drip out...... I don't know later! ”

Lao Ma stopped abruptly when he heard Gui Ying, smiled lightly, and took over the conversation: "Sun!" Dry the powder, dry it into a large lump and a big pimple, and when it is broken, it becomes a flour noodles! To make vermicelli, boil the red vermicelli in a pot, boil it into a paste, then use a special drain to leak it into silk, and finally hang the vermicelli to dry. It's a little more convenient to make cold noodles to eat, but it's the most annoying to make noodles! Since we don't make vermicelli at home, I've hardly eaten good vermicelli again! No one is doing it in Tunli now, and the machines in the factory are pressing, pressing several tons and tons at a time. ”

"Vermicelli is so troublesome!" Tsai Tsai is like waking up from a dream.

"Not really! I can't stand the deliciousness! Now when I arrive at the table, my grandfather always has two more chopsticks when he sees the vermicelli! The old horse smiled.

"Tsai Tsai, you like to eat salt-and-pepper stuff, do you know why?" Gui Ying asked her son with a smile.

"Why?" Tsai asked reverently.

"You're following my taste! Mom used to eat with your uncle, and there were no seasonings such as soy sauce, oil, and monosodium glutamate, only oil, salt, peppercorns, and chili peppers. Sichuan pepper leaves are easy to make, but Sichuan pepper noodles are difficult to make. After picking the peppercorns on the thorny pepper trees in autumn, they are dried and beaten until the red shells and black seeds are separated, and then the pepper shells are hand-ground into fine powder with a mill, so that a little pepper noodles are made! Just dip your chopsticks when stir-frying and making noodles, and the pepper noodles in season are very numb! Mom stayed at home to eat salt-and-pepper things, and when she was pregnant with you, she always ate this, so you love salt-and-pepper flavors now! ”

"Oh! I know, you hurt your hand when you picked pepper leaves, several times! "Tsai Tsai said.

"In fact, the hardest of all crops is from wheat to steamed bread. After the wheat is sown in autumn, it is carried through the winter, and it grows with a little rain in the spring, and bears pale yellow ears of wheat in early summer. After the ears of wheat are ripe and dry, they are harvested, dried, crushed, skinned, and bagged - why is the wheat field at the south end of the grandfather's house called the wheat field, which is specially used for harvesting wheat. After the wheat is bagged, it is ground into flour by a machine, and finally it is hidden in a large and thick, and when it is used, a gourd scoop is scooped out and made into noodles and oil cakes to eat. Therefore, only when you understand the process, you will not be in a hurry to get results; When you understand this process, you will cherish it when you put on new clothes and eat new buns! The old horse finally raised his head and pointed to the boy

"He doesn't feel like this right now! What you eat and wear is bought, how do you know that this thing is not easy to come by! "Ma Xingbang.

"Now that I've listened to it, I must have understood! He's also old enough to be sensible. "Zhiyuan for his son.

"However, our school classmates are very wasteful when they eat...... "Tsai Tsai is guilty and confused.

"Don't use the principles or yardsticks you know to restrain others, you can only restrain yourself. If a person can be self-disciplined, that is already remarkable. Zhiyuan responded to his son.

"In the past, it was difficult to eat a piece of tofu, but I usually only ate it during the Chinese New Year! Not every family has the ability to turn soybeans into tofu, and it is rare to have one or two families in a village who make their own soybeans! The woven cloth is made into pulp cloth sheets, the waste cloth is made into shoe soles, and the steamed buns are dried into sweet noodle sauce and soybeans are made into soybean paste...... It's not easy! In that book, it is said that 'a porridge and a meal, when thinking about it is not easy to come by; Half a thread and half a thread, the constant thought of material resources is difficult' is this thing! ”

"Grandpa, you still know poetry! You have greatly exceeded my definition of a village chief and a farmer! Tsai clapped his hands briskly in the dark.

"Hey, hey! I didn't know what it meant at the time, but when I read the newspaper a few years ago, I saw it and understood it - it took me fifty years to know what Mr. taught meant! "The old horse is shy.

"Living in the countryside, time is slow!" Zhiyuan's words are full of yearning.

"Dad, my grandfather's is not a bit similar to the slow life in Japan!" Tsai asked.

"It's a bit like, but it's different. The slow life in Japan is a life decision that many people make after years of higher education and living in the city – to leave the city and return to their hometown to live an idyllic life. Your grandfather's slow life of self-sufficiency was due to the fact that the logistics were not smooth when the countryside was backward, and the farmers had no choice, so they had to work as both a tailor and a shoemaker. In fact, now the countryside has also changed, and now China's rural areas are more like the United States, planting cash crops and mechanized production, and it is not a slow life! Zhiyuan solves his son's doubts.

"Well, yes, there is no big difference between the countryside and the city now, you can mail things and surf the Internet, you can get married and find a partner, you can talk about a house and a car, and food, clothing, and play are also popular and popular, which is completely different from the original countryside. Rao's mentality is not like a peasant, but more like a city person. Xingbang analyzed and concluded.

"Oh, yes. Now there are not many people who put their minds on the ground. Majiatun is popular because there is a lot of land and good land, and most villages in the county have much less arable land than we have in Tun, and the husband and wife basically work and live in the city. The old horse sighed.

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