Song Fuling didn't eat her brother's sweet words this time.

"Hi-hoo? The two young ladies can say that they will pick mountain cloves, round dates, and wild hazelnuts in the future, all of which are to climb trees. There are so many boys in you, you just expect me to climb up and pick it up and eat it as a girl, are you embarrassed? ”

Mi Shou was mentally tempered by his sister on weekdays, and he didn't have the idea of a big sister taking care of a little brother for a long time. I know very well that boys should take care of and be considerate of girls.

The little hand holding the chopsticks stiffened: "Sister, I'm embarrassed, but I haven't climbed a tree, how to solve this matter." ”

It's easy to do.

"Up."

Song Fuling gave an order.

A group of strong male babies like calves, one, two, three, ran violently and rushed to the wall, kicking the wall, and the instep almost bent to 90 degrees to the wall.

In the courtyard, Uncle Ren Qi, who had just come back from the back garden, was holding a gourd scoop in one hand and rubbing his teeth with a willow stick in the other, rubbing almost to drink saliva and rinse his mouth.

At the root of the wall of his house, so far away, you can hear a group of babies chattering.

Mi Shou was pushed by several little brothers in unison, it was really a little brother, only six and a half years old, Song Jinbao who was riding on the wall also dragged his arm, and finally climbed up.

"Sister, I'm up, am I powerful?"

"Awesome."

"But here's the question, how do I go down?"

That's a good question.

Jinbao, who was already riding on the wall, stared at the height below the wall, and glanced at Song Fuling.

Broken, isn't it?

Song Lingling ran away with a smoke.

Song Jinbao and Mi Shou on the wall, looking at the back of their sister running away: "......"

More than half an hour later, Song Fuling came back.

Behind him is a group of babies.

Before, a group of babies saw their sister running away, and they also ran home.

In other words, at that time, in this area, as far as the eye could see, only Mi Shou and Jinbao were left on the wall.

At that time, the two of them, down, couldn't go down, too high.

Call someone, there is no one in Uncle Ren's house, and he still lives on the side.

Every household in the countryside has a large population, and one family occupies a large area, so it is impossible to hear the neighbor's yard from such a distance.

Then Uncle Seven's family got up early and left, and the old man Ren Seventh Uncle belonged to the latest one.

The two grandsons went to work as conscripts on the other side of the river, leaving all the male and female laborers in the family to go to the fields and do their own work.

The older men and women in the family also go to chop wood, otherwise they will burn something in winter, and they will expect to save more at this time.

Uncle Seven saw that there was a child on the wall of his house, and he was embarrassed to scold, it was Song Fusheng's family, and he wanted to give some face. So he pretended not to see it and left.

But Song Jinbao and Qian Mishou were in a hurry, and the adults in the village were busy, and there was no one passing by to help them.

When Song Poria reappeared, the two babies were a little drowsy riding on the wall.

"Wait, aren't you?"

"Sister, guess what, we're in a hurry."

Song Lingling sneered and opened her hands: "Look, what is this?" ”

A big net, which was not compiled before, is now being made up urgently by the second uncle.

"You two can come down when your sister fixes it."

This time, not only can the two villains come down, but also a group of little babies at the base of the wall can also go up, stepping on the net rope and borrowing force to go up.

It's over, this can be destroyed, this wall has become a new amusement park for the babies.

The child's mind really can't understand, what's there to play with.

Song Lingling couldn't stop her: "It's okay, it's time for us to climb the tree." ”

No, it's not fun to climb trees, and the trees in the village are not as tall as this wall.

One by one, the shoes flew and didn't come down, and they jumped up like a race.

Uncle Ren endured it for three days, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He sneaked up to the milk tofu team at the head of the village.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and the big shed built outside has not been removed.

The women in the village who boiled milk and tofu never went home to boil at all, and always got together to boil it.

Every morning, those who carry pots, milk buckets, and firewood would rather be troublesome than get together.

On the one hand, I desperately want to know how many dollars other people can make and earn a few pennies.

On the one hand, it is to hand it in directly after boiling, so as not to send it.

There are craftsmen at home, and they find that it is too difficult for the old lady to pull out the pot and bring it over, so she also makes a clay pot. If there are people who don't know this craft, they will bring some of their own food and drink, or order something for each other, and change the mud pot.

The clay pot is not afraid of stealing, and it is placed in the shed every day.

The people in the village are really busy at the moment, and every family is busy building cowsheds. He came back from the field during the day, and worked in the dark at night.

The old cows don't produce milk, that's money, and they have to be good. It must also be said that the countrymen cherish their livestock.

Uncle Ren Qi wanted to talk to Mrs. Ma, but found that Mrs. Ma was looking at the scales and keeping accounts at the same time, surrounded by many people, and her adopted son who seemed to be very busy.

And he went back.

Deliberately went to the other side of the river to file a complaint? No, it doesn't look good on the face.

Uncle Ren Qi felt that the best way was to pretend to meet and inadvertently mention it.

"The head of the regiment is back."

Song Fusheng took Xiaohong and smiled at Uncle Ren Qi and nodded.

"What's that, Commander, have you eaten? Sit at home? ”

Song Fusheng heard that Uncle Ren might have something.

"If you have something, just say it."

"It's not a matter, the head of the regiment is polite. That's it, there is a wall in the back garden of my house, not discarded and not used, but only half of it was built without money......"

Looking back, Song Fusheng looked at his daughter and smiled when he got home: "The village has caused you a lot of harm." If you have a loud voice, the chicken hugs the nest. Don't go there to play, the wall hasn't been built, I'm afraid you'll collapse. ”

Song Fuling was also happy: "I thought I didn't want it." ”

"Mi Shou, they are willing to climb the wall, go up the mountain."

Song Fuling was pleasantly surprised: "Did you let us go up the mountain?" "Before, his father had always refused to let him and explicitly forbade it.

"You are only allowed to play in front of the four strong people who plough the field, climb trees, play in the water, shoot arrows, and do anything, but you can't leave the cultivated area."

Song Fuling pursed her lips: she knew that there were restrictions.

However, the activity area is larger, and Song Fuling leads the children to dig up more and more wild vegetables.

Qian Peiying was the happiest.

It's better to be in the spring.

Finally, I was able to take out the rice noodles in the space reasonably and eat them, so that Mi Shou, Si Zhuang, and Niu Shopkeeper couldn't find it.

Otherwise, the rice and noodles in the space are too white, and you can see that you can cook two kinds of rice, and you will not be afraid of green.

Mixed pasta and wild vegetable cakes. When it is mixed with wild vegetables, it is all green in color, and I can't see it.

They eat rice shou with cornmeal, eggs, wild vegetables, salt, and chives.

The three of them eat cakes with more white flour and less cornmeal.

Purple cabbage millet porridge, Qian Peiying likes to make this for Mi Shou.

Boiled rotten, nutritious and stomach-nourishing.

Mi Shou's stomach and intestines are not very good, and when he escaped from the famine, didn't Mi Shou and Sizhuang mix alone for two days? The little baby has been starving.

The noodles are made with wild vegetable juice and noodles, with a green color.

Every time Qian Peiying makes this, she will first buy two pieces of fresh tofu, cut the tofu into cubes, put some cheon vegetables, make hot soup noodles, and order a few drops of sesame oil before cooking.

I also make pork liver and wild vegetable soup.

Speaking of this pork liver, I want to thank my grandfather's family, their family doesn't eat with everyone, they live in the side room of Lao Zhai's house, and fire alone.

Grandfather's family is now responsible for collecting meat in each village, and the emperor can be slaughtered after forty-nine days of mourning, and a lot can be collected every day.

Remove the meat that is made into meat floss, and the remaining chicken liver, pig liver, chicken feet, pig feet, large intestines, pig water, pig skin, in short, the grandfather's family can send more than half.

It's a perfect fit for them.

It is good to be able to eat for those who work in the fields, and the children at home eat better than the children in the village.

"Mother, what are you going to eat today?"

"I'll see what you've dug up? Water celery, let's wrap buns. ”

Mi Shou cheered, "Bao Baozi, aunt, then don't forget to cook big porridge and steam a bowl of eggs to stew." I'm going to pick shallots, my uncle loves to eat them. ”