Thundered......

Low thunder came from afar, and it rattled.

This seemed to be just a precursor to paralyzing people, and when they were accustomed to the sound of muffled thunder, suddenly a thunderclap roared, and a bolt of lightning split through the thick clouds.

It was as if a big crack had been torn open in the sky, and the torrential rain poured down.

In an instant, the rooftop and the ground were all "crackling" rain.

This is in line with the saying: first rain and then thunder, and the rain will be heavy.

Liu Chenxing stood under the corridor outside the main hall and watched for a while, the rain net was dense, the lightning and thunder were roaring, it seemed that they would probably have to stay overnight in the abandoned temple tonight.

"Alas......"

Sighing lightly, no longer delaying time, Liu Chenxing squatted down with a clay pot, picked up the narrow sleeves of the gray cloth on both sides, and picked up the rain to wash rice.

The rice is the southern rice specially exchanged by the Liu family, but it is less polluted in ancient times, and it can be stirred twice.

The rain at this time should be quite clean, after all, in ancient times, many humanities and gentlemen had the custom of "making tea in rain and snow".

Liu Chenxing only followed the customs of the villagers and followed the flow of the holy water in the sky with half a clay pot, and then got up and went back to the main hall.

In the hall, Liu Qianli had already taken the discarded wooden pieces such as doors, windows, furniture, and burned the fire, and was baking the three coat racks that Liu Chenxing had washed on the side.

Liu Qingshan was not idle, he put a stoneware bowl next to the fire, and used a knife to cut the pickled pork belly into cubes on the bowl, and there was a stoneware bowl on the side, where the wild mushrooms that had been washed and diced were placed, because they were dried, and the bowl was soaked in hot water.

Seeing Liu Chenxing coming in, he said, "I'm hungry!" Ah Xing, hurry up and boil the corn, I'm going to be good too. ”

It's okay not to mention hunger, but when you hear that you are hungry, your stomach "growls" in response to the situation.

Liu Chenxing glanced at the cured meat that Liu Qingshan was about to cut in his hand, she nodded, and skillfully set up a clay pot on the fire.

When the rice boiled, one of the brothers and sisters poured the marinated meat into the jar, and the other grabbed the soaked wild mushrooms and put them in.

Liu Chenxing took a long-handled wooden spoon and stirred it in the jar, mixed the meat and mushrooms evenly into the rice, then took out the wooden spoon and waited for the meat porridge to boil by himself.

Putting the wooden spoon in the bowl on the ground, Liu Chenxing sat by the fire and looked around.

Unlike the appearance of the temple, which is relatively intact, the Buddha statues in the hall are mutilated, the furniture is crooked, almost intact, and occupied by cobwebs and a thick layer of dust visible to the naked eye.

When I first came in, the light was dim, and I was a little shocked to see a broken Buddha statue at first glance. At this time, a fire was lit at the right pillar of the door, and a straw mat was laid with him, and the fragrance of meat porridge continued to emanate, adding a little smell of smoke to the hall.

But it's because of my father and brother by my side that I feel more at ease.

Liu Chenxing smiled slightly, and when he saw that the meat porridge would have to be boiled for a while, he looked up at the rainy sky outside.

After thinking about it for a while, the "Sulingyan Temple" by Dai Shulun, a poet of the Tang Dynasty of the Celestial Dynasty, came to mind:

The horse is tired and tired, and the lodging is recruited.

The rain is rushing and the mountain stream is rising, and the clouds are low in the mountains.

The cool breeze comes to the corner of the temple, and the red sun goes down to the west.

Outside the eaves of the belly, the birds in the forest are crying.

In the bottom of the heart between the repeated chanting, the sense of poetry gradually gave birth to one or two, recalling today all the way in the rain muddy walking, and finally in the rain when the rain is majestic when the abandoned temple in the forest devoted, at this time thunderstorms, tinnitus and trembling, fortunately accompanied by close relatives, even if the abandoned temple is like at home, the familiar aroma of porridge wafts in......

Then I used this situation as the content and tried to compose a poem.

At this time, the marinated meat porridge had been boiled, and Liu Qingshan couldn't wait for a big boy, wanting Liu Chenxing to hand over the wooden spoon in his hand to hold the porridge, but when he saw Liu Chenxing looking outside the hall in a daze, as if he was wandering in the sky, he knew that he must be composing poetry again.

couldn't help sighing, their brother and sister didn't like poetry either, although he also forced himself to recite poetry and write poetry, but it was really difficult to be like Liu Chenxing, no matter when and where, he could make himself calm down and compose poetry, and it was no wonder that he lost in the same competition.

With emotion, seeing that Liu Chenxing's expression was a little loose, he knew that he should have a new work, so he asked: "Ah Xing, there is another masterpiece?" ”

Liu Chenxing came back to his senses, and said with a helpless smile when he heard this: "Brother, how easy is it to get a good work, but it's just a limerick." After that, when he saw that the cured meat porridge was ready, he started to serve the porridge.

Liu Qianli also heard the conversation between the brother and sister on the side, so when he took the cured meat porridge handed by Liu Chenxing, he said with a smile: "Don't be presumptuous, there is anyone who is as good as our A-Xing, and he is only thirteen at the top of the high school and county exam!" ”

After receiving the porridge and food handed by Ah Mei, of course he had to praise it, not to mention that he originally thought so, Liu Qingshan immediately echoed: "Exactly!" Ah Xing topped the high school list this time, but he was so ashamed that the uncle was shameless! But he is also a smart person, and he is probably afraid that the neighbors in the village will compare the two of you, so he didn't dare to show up that day, and he insisted that there was an appointment for a poetry meeting in the county, so he didn't go with us. ”

Hearing this, thinking that Liu Wanli took the initiative not to go with them this time, Liu Chenxing couldn't help but smile again, she really hoped that Liu Wanli would stay away from them in the future.

But for her father and brother to think so highly of her, she really doesn't know what to say?

She is not a genius, and her results in the county exam can be replicated by anyone, the difference is only in self-control and high concentration.

For example, if she wakes up an hour earlier than her early neighbors, she can do a lot more at the end of the day.

And it's easy to stick to it for a day or two, but it's not easy to stick to it all the time, and it requires personal self-control.

At the same time, the schedule of work and rest written by her to the landlords and wealthy people is not just a simple reference, but also requires a high degree of concentration, so that every hour of practice and every hour of recitation...... It is all effective learning, not that most of the time is deserting, and only a few times are calming down.

In short, outsiders say a thousand things and ten thousand, and you have to understand it yourself.

Liu Chenxing shook his head, simply stopped explaining, and lowered his head to drink porridge.

At the end of last year, they killed a pig and gave some to their neighbors close to the village, and the rest was salted so that it could be stored longer.

Their cured meat, in addition to being coarsely salted, is also baked over a wood fire, and the meat has a smoky aroma.

Although the white rice with full grains has no taste, it has a salty taste when it is boiled with cured meat, and it is mixed with the smoky flavor and the aroma of wild mushrooms......

"It smells so good!" A female voice salivated with emotion.

Liu Chenxing was stunned when she heard this, and she said the emotion in her heart......?

This is not right.

With cured porridge in her mouth, how could she speak?

And the greed in this voice is about to overflow, how can she have such a gluttonous mouth.

The above distracting thoughts passed in an instant, and Liu Chenxing raised his head from the fragrant and glutinous cured meat porridge.

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