At the gate, looking at Song Fatya's back, this worries Mrs. Ma:

"Take a stick and pull the grass, and there will be no worms."

"If you don't know it, don't dig it up."

"Don't go too close to the river, just by the mountain."

"Fat girl, did you hear what your grandmother told you? Look at some babies, don't lose the children. ”

Song Poria didn't reply, and waved her little hand very perfunctorily.

He carried a large earthen basket on his arm, followed by a group of laughing little babies.

Song Poria sang in a low voice: "The little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket, da- Walk through the Dada forests and hills. ”

Mi Shou ran forward with a small basket: "Sister, what are you singing?" ”

Who knows what to sing, I have long forgotten the words.

"Seroro, Seroro ......"

"Oh, I see, Sister Fat is feeding the pigs." Song Jinbao ran forward and ran back with a roar, and we don't know what he was doing back and forth. Every day is like having endless strength.

Song Fuling led a group of children to walk and walk, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she waved her hand and shouted:

"Huh? And who? Wait for us, I'm on the other side of the river. Hello. ”

The two girls that Song Fuling called were the most vicious families in the village who scolded their daughters.

Capable golden peach.

The golden apricot who loves to talk back to his mother.

"You know me, don't you?"

The sisters Jin Tao and Jin Xing thought to themselves: Yes, you are the one who doesn't have to work.

"You are the daughter of the head of the regiment's family," even Jin Xing, who dared to speak, blushed after replying.

Hey, what the daughter of the head of the regiment's family, I feel that her father is like a big village chief who can give people a letter of introduction in the seventies and eighties.

"My name is Song Poria, and you can call me Poria in the future. Are you going to dig vegetables? Can I join you? By the way, what are you all called. ”

Song Fuling was very enthusiastic and got together with the little sisters.

Hearing that those two people were older than her, she immediately called people young sisters, and there was no psychological barrier at all.

There is no way, she doesn't know wild vegetables, and her grandmother gave her mother-in-law a sample, and she feels that she can't dig it by herself, so she can only find a mentor.

Jin Tao and Jin Xing didn't expect Song Fuling to be like this when they came into contact, they love to talk and laugh, and they don't dislike the patches they are wearing.

And Song Fuling only felt amazing, these little sisters were her teachers and knew everything, she opened her eyes today.

"See? This is the small root of garlic. I don't know when it will grow, but when the ground thaws, it will break through the ground and grow. At this time of year, my eldest sister and I look for it first. ”

Song Fuling hurriedly told the children to listen carefully, this is a small garlic, dig it for me.

"And then."

"And then in a few days, what will grow again is the wild camellia and the mother-in-law."

On March 3, shepherd's cabbage is a good pill.

Song Fuling was anxious:

Don't give lectures like that.

The spring plain cauliflower, the truth of the crow after the rain, she understands, but she just doesn't know.

You'd better explain, for example, what will grow in April, what you can dig, what it looks like, and where to look for it.

What should she dig in May, and in June, go down in turn, so that she can make a table.

It would be better if it could be accurate to the specific day, mark it, and she will not be able to protect a stubble of wild vegetables.

It can be seen that Song Fuling is an adult thinking, and has not degenerated into playing whenever she wants.

There are so many people in the family, and she is still very worried about the vegetable basket project.

If she could get everyone to eat more leafy greens, she would do as much work as she could.

It's a pity that her "city people's thinking" is embarrassing for the two sisters, Jin Tao and Jin Xing.

In the eyes of the sisters, Song Fuling's ideas were even very naïve.

Because there's no way to know for sure?

For example, the small garlic is not grown now until the next month, it will always be there.

A lot of wild vegetables too.

How can it be so clear.

Jin Xing scratched the scalp in her braid, thought about it and replied, "That's it, I can only talk about it." ”

Song Fuling took out a small notebook and hurriedly wrote it down:

At this time of the year, the first digging is wild garlic - mother-in-law, camellia - koji hemp - bracken, mugwort, water celery, and plantain - daylily.

There are also a lot of wild vegetables, Song Poria didn't even know her name, she didn't ask, and the sisters didn't say anything.

"When the time comes in July, I will go up the mountain to pick wild apricots."

"In mid-August, wild hawthorn, wild purple, wild plum."

Song Poria suspected that wild purple was wild grapes, the kind with very small grains.

"There are also small sour dates and wild pears."

"There are pears on the mountain?" Song Fuling and Mi Shou glanced at each other, great, there are so many things to eat that don't cost money.

Jin Tao whispered: "After the beginning of autumn, it's time to pick mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, grass mushrooms, yellow mushrooms, horn mushrooms, oil mushrooms, anyway, there are many styles." Then you can follow us, don't pick poisonous mushrooms, you will die if you eat poisonous mushrooms. After harvesting every year, most of them are put in the yard to dry, kept for a winter to eat, and a small part is carried to the nursery rhyme town to sell. ”

"Have you ever been to sell it?"

"If you can't get out, we haven't been in the city, it's my father and mother who go to sell. Besides, we have to feed chickens and cook pig food at home. ”

"Oh," Song Fuling nodded, and quickly diverted the topic: "Everyone goes to pick, and they can sell it for money, if it were me, I would specify that I would pick enough money." But are there so many mushrooms? ”

Jin Xing waved his hand: "Don't worry, there are many old people, everyone from other villages has come to pick, a large piece of it." ”

Song Fuling: Then you haven't seen our group. This year, I will open your eyes and perform hard to make the mountain round.

Don't look at Song Poria and they have been talking, but their hands are not idle, they keep digging and digging, squatting and numb legs, changing places and then picking up the soil.

After a while, Song Poria summed up what kind of geology likes to grow wild vegetables and small garlic.

It's not too late to go back.

Song Fuling is very particular, and she took a group of children and sent the two young ladies home, she felt that there was no light in the dark, and it was not very safe. Unlike her, there is a group of small followers.

Unexpectedly, I clearly heard the two young ladies being scolded.

I don't know what was falling in the yard, and the clanging sound of the fall startled her.

"Where did you die? Digging up a wild vegetable can also dig up a shadow. I boiled milk and tofu before noon, my tired arms couldn't lift, and I had to go to the field in the next morning. ”

Jin Tao hurriedly unloaded the basket on his body and ran over to take over the work of chopping pigs and vegetables.

Jin Xing squatted in front of a basin of dirty clothes, took a stick and explained in a low voice while beating the clothes: "Mother, I didn't play with my eldest sister, and I came back late to teach Sister Fuling to know vegetables." ”

"Who's Fuling?"

A good "Poria cocos" was said to be broken by this girl.

"Just the daughter of the head of the regiment on the other side of the river, teach her and the group of little babies to dig wild vegetables."

"Can people play with you?"

Jin Xing was very angry, why couldn't people play with us: "Mother, she took the initiative to talk to me and my eldest sister." ”

The mother of the little sisters, then stopped squeaking, turned around and went into the house.

Outside the door, Song Fuling breathed a sigh of relief.

During the day, she was proud of the bold voices of the women of the north.

At night, she was glad that her mother didn't scold her, otherwise her voice would have spread for miles to the child.

How humiliating it is to hear.

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Song Fusheng pointed to the porridge and vegetables, and told these strong men in the village: "Eat, there is porridge, this vegetable, garlic, and even more." My daughter dug it up with her children. ”

The strong men in the village didn't understand Song Fusheng's mood, and they thought about letting them eat, who didn't dig it up by their daughter? There is no need to go to the field, in the eyes of the farmer, this is light work.

Only his own group is extremely supportive.

Grandpa Song: "I have to say, these little babies in our family are very sensible." His eyes looked at the strong man in the village: "Isn't it?" ”

Song Fugui: "My little wilt bar is getting more and more interesting. "Snoring and drinking porridge.

Gao Tuhu: "I want to taste it, the garlic dug by the fat girl is designated to be crispier and more delicious than the ones dug by others." ”

Song Fuling: Grandpa Gao, I think so too.

Qian Mishou: Grandpa Gao, my sister is the most capable.

The young lady and brother were very unconscious, they really thought so, and were sitting cross-legged at the kang table praising each other.

"I'll tell you, mother, I thought Mi Shou would be annoyed if he worked for a while, no. My brother can't be wrong when he grows up. ”

"I'll tell you, uncle, I haven't seen a sister more powerful than my sister. If you look at these, my sister has dug most of it alone, and her hands are worn out. When we eat, we have to remember that there is my sister's sweat in it. ”

As a father, he is not humble at all and listens to the truth.

Qian Peiying said with action: "That's not going to be skillful, I'll pick up the blisters for you in a while." Let's eat dried tofu first, no one else has it, I went to Lao Bai's house to buy these photos, don't you love to eat, girl? By the way, let's just eat a few bites, don't go out and talk. ”

Song Fusheng looked at his daughter and smiled, and sighed very emotionally: There is really no child who is more sensible than his daughter.

How can you be so good, follow him.

Song Fuling listened to the praise of her parents, mother and brother, and used dried tofu, wrapped with mother-in-law, wrapped with shallots, and smeared some egg sauce.

Take a bite of the pickle, take a few bites of the cornmeal porridge, and take a bite of the freshly pickled garlic.

Mi Shou can eat more, bite garlic, drink porridge, and eat a piece of soft dough cake baked by his aunt.

Use the tip of chopsticks to pick up some egg sauce, mix a mixture of porridge, mix the porridge with color, and snort half a bowl.

Song Fuling has always grown up in praise, and this time, together with Mi Shou, the more she praises, the more energetic she becomes.

Jinbao shouted Mi Shou to play.

"I don't, I'm going to dig vegetables. Didn't I say you, Brother Jinbao, what do you eat and drink if you don't work? Eating and drinking are gone, what are you still playing around, don't mess around day by day. ”

Song Poria also became more addicted to digging wild vegetables.

Song Poria opened up a large vegetable garden when her grandmothers were tired, and she was dung, and she planted cabbage, leeks, spinach, celery, shallots, gourds, camellia, rape, lettuce, and coriander, and when she planted some gourds near the fence, she took her younger brothers and sisters to read calligraphy, painting and painting before noon, and went to dig vegetables after a nap.

"Sister, don't just eat by yourself." Under the tree, a bunch of children beckoned anxiously, looking up at Song Fuling who had climbed the elm money tree.

Song Poria went up the tree and stuffed it into her mouth, sweet, really sweet, especially the bulge in the middle, which was extra sweet. Hurriedly kept stroking down, stroking a shoulder bag.

The children in the village asked Mi Shou enviously: "Your sister can actually climb trees?" ”

"Remove the word "actual" and be more confident. My sister, up the mountain and down the river, can do anything. ”

Then there was more food to eat at home.

Song Poria almost blew bald a few trees in the village, which made many children in the village cry, so that everyone ate elm money corn tortillas and elm money corn nests, and served them, full of spring fragrance.

Mi Shou took a bite of pimple soup and a bite of cake: "Sister, you really didn't deceive me." It's so delicious. ”