When the ginseng comes back, it is necessary to pick out the enough grade to hand in the task, and the rest must be soaked in water, and the next day it will be brushed and processed into dry goods for sale.

In these years, only the processing plant will process it into white ginseng or candy sticks, slices, etc., according to the requirements of the order, and ordinary people are making red goods.

Because some people come to buy red goods, others who have no way to buy them do not accept them.

Needless to say, Zhou Anhe's family must also be making red goods.

After arriving home, Han Caiying went to cook, and Zhou Anhe picked out the ginseng that handed over the task, and then soaked the rest of the ginseng into the big water tank in the corner.

The Zhou family has only five or six zhang of ginseng this year, and the soil they carry is almost more than 90 catties, and there are even fewer people who have to hand in the task.

So the next day, after Zhou Anhe went to the village to hand in the task, he drove up the mountain, and his land was confiscated, and if he didn't take it back, the pods would burst open.

Zhou Anhe went to collect the land, Han Caiying brushed the ginseng at home, and it was relatively simple to make red goods, as long as the soil was brushed clean.

The remaining eighty catties of ginseng, Han Caiying didn't even use it all morning, so she brushed it out.

After the ginseng is cleaned, put it into a large basin from head to end, and then put it in the pot on high heat for two hours.

If the time is short, the color of the sun is not good-looking, and it is not good for a long time, and the color is too dark if the scale is not pressed.

The steamed ginseng is soft and soft, so carefully pick it up on the fork.

This fork is not the one for eating, but a local saying, which can actually be counted as a sieve or a basket.

The rectangular wooden frame is spread flat in the middle with artemisia poles more than one person high, and the artemisia poles are tied with special ropes, and there is a gap in the middle for ventilation.

The ginseng is placed on top and left outside to dry, and in good weather, it will be dried in less than a week.

A large pot can hold almost forty or fifty catties of brushed fresh ginseng, so the Zhou family steamed two pots and placed seven or eight forks.

Han Caiying worked hard, eighty pounds of goods, and he didn't use it for a day, so he was all steamed and put on a fork.

Because there was ginseng at home to be dried, Han Caiying didn't dare to leave, so she stayed at home for the next few days.

It just so happened that Zhou Anhe took back the crops in their family's field, and Han Caiying watched the ginseng drying, picking up budding rice, and cleaning up sorghum and millet.

With Han Caiying at home, Zhou Tiantian finally didn't have to rush back as soon as school ended, and was busy going home to cook.

And the food at home is obviously much better, and you can see meat on the dinner table.

So Zhou Tiantian's little face, which was originally a little thin, became round again.

Scared, Zhou Tiantian was busy and controlled her diet, she may belong to the physique of being fat, but she didn't dare to eat Haisai, she would be ugly when she became a little chubby.

The golden wind is cool, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and this year's autumn is really perfect, and it didn't rain much.

Donggang Primary School's annual Xiaobailing concert was held on September 30 as scheduled.

This time, Zhou Tiantian is not the lead singer, she and Yang Yufan are the hosts, and they are going to report on stage.

Zhou Tiantian white shirt, red plaid strap skirt, white stockings, Yang Yufan is still a white shirt and black pants.

Both of them are good-looking, neatly dressed, and they are also spiritual, standing on the stage makes people shine.

Xiaobailing's concert will also invite some people from the township to come and watch, and the audience will praise the spirit of these two children when they see these two children.

The two of them are very positive, the reading words are correct and round, and their expressions are also very vivid.

The audience at the bottom praised again and again, and they couldn't close their mouths when Teacher Jiang and the homeroom teacher in the third grade were beautiful.

Xiao Bailing's concert ended successfully, and the four-year class won the first place this time.

Teacher Jiang was very happy, and when he got out of school, he said that he would not leave homework during the holidays, and let the children have fun for two days.

The children were very happy, one by one, like birds out of the cage, carrying their school bags and running out.

Zhou Tiantian walked out with a few classmates, and before she could reach the school gate, she heard someone behind her shouting to her, "Zhou Tiantian, wait a minute." ”

Zhou Tiantian knew who it was as soon as she heard that voice, Qin Lina.

She really didn't want to deal with Qin Lina, so she didn't look back for the first time. But the girls around her heard it, and several of them looked back.

"Oh, Tiantian, it's the girl who wears the same clothes as you." Feng Rongrong said babblingly.

Today's second-year class leader is Qin Lina and another boy.

When Qin Lina came to the stage, she wore a set of clothes very similar to Zhou Tiantian, also a red plaid strap skirt, a white shirt, and white stockings.

Zhou Tiantian walked down after the curtain was announced, Qin Lina took the students of the second year class to the stage, and the two happened to meet, and Zhou Tiantian saw Qin Lina's clothes.

At that time, Zhou Tiantian had 10,000 alpacas galloping by in his heart, how could there be such a thing?

She has been wearing this set of clothes in the spring, and Qin Lina must have made it for this singing.

Isn't that what she wears? Almost identical, what?

Zhou Tiantian sighed, endured the little anger in her heart and turned back, "Qin Lina, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Zhou Tiantian glanced at each other, the only difference between the two was that Zhou Tiantian brought a hairpin.

There is no one for sale in Donggang, it is estimated that if she can buy it, Qin Lina will not hesitate to buy one and wear it.

Zhou Tiantian really didn't understand this Qin Lina, since she had the money to make clothes, why didn't she make other styles, she had to do it according to her.

It's exactly the same, isn't it interesting? Is it fun to bumper shirts? Or do you think that bumping shirts is not terrible, who is ugly and who is embarrassed?

This Qin Lina, how confident is she that she can overwhelm her?

"Tiantian, she is darker than you, and she doesn't look good at all in red clothes, so she can't be lined up at all."

Feng Rongrong glanced at Qin Lina, and then whispered in Zhou Tiantian's ear.

Qin Lina has been busy this summer, the first dates, then the trays, and a while ago I saw her selling soft dates, tang plums and other things at the school gate.

How strong are the ultraviolet rays in summer and autumn, Qin Lina only wants to make money, where does she think of sunscreen?

This summer, I have been tanned by several shades, and wearing this red plaid dress really does not match that color, but shows that my face is even darker.

In contrast, although Zhou Tiantian has also been crazy in the mountains for a few days, she has Chang Yanzhe, a bug-like boss.

People have already prepared sunscreen and skin care ointments for Zhou Tiantian, so Zhou Tiantian has been outside this summer, and she has to be whiter and better than before.

The red clothes are worn on her body, which makes her skin whiter and her clothes more colorful, which is especially beautiful.

Girls are born with a love of beauty, and it can be seen at a glance which of these two looks better in this outfit.

Zhou Tiantian looked at Qin Lina, well, they haven't seen each other for a long time, to be honest, Qin Lina's changes are really not small.

She has grown in size and flesh on her face, and it can be seen that she is much better off now than before.

Also, the mother-in-law of the Qin family has not come back from her daughter's house, no one beats and scolds her, and her life is naturally better.

"Qin Lina, do you have something to do with me?" Zhou Tiantian asked lightly.

"Zhou Tiantian, I want to ask you, which one did you apply for in the second class of our school?

I want to learn to dance, I remember you used to love dancing too, so let's go together. ”

When Qin Lina said this, her eyes swept over Zhou Tiantian.