After making up his mind, the next morning, Shui Yao did not prepare potato chips, and after sending his younger brother to school, he returned home the same way. Then, with the basket on his back and the shovel, he came to the foot of the back mountain alone.

With the experience of the last time, Shui Yao came back this time without much effort, and came to the bamboo forest with a familiar car. Because no one has set foot in the bamboo forest for a long time, it grows lush and green, and the bamboos are tall and thick, growing upwards all the time, as if they want to poke a hole in the sky. The breeze passed by, sending wisps of bamboo leaf fragrance, so that Shui Yao couldn't help but take a long breath, the whole person was very comfortable, it seemed that the boredom caused by the dispute with Shui Daquan these days also disappeared at this moment.

Shui Yao found a place to put down the shovel and bamboo basket first, because it was a mountain road, and these two things were added, and after walking for a long time, a layer of fine and dense sweat appeared on Shui Yao's already tired forehead.

When I came to this bamboo forest last time, I just passed by and took a general look, and I mainly took my younger brother up the mountain to catch fish, but the bamboo shoots were not dug. However, Shui Yao, who has had a lot of experience, knows that there are a lot of bamboo shoots in it that have just emerged, and after this period of growth, I am afraid that the bamboo shoots have reached the most tender time. Plus there was a light rain last night, and now I came to dig it, and it couldn't be more suitable.

It's better to act than to move. After making up his mind, Shui Yao picked up a small branch from the ground, dangled in the bamboo forest, and when he came across a bamboo shoot tip of a more suitable size, he drew a circle on the bamboo with a spare wooden stick and marked it. Because digging bamboo shoots is a physical job, anyway, Shui Yao's body at this time is only fifteen years old and skinny, if you dig too much at once, it will be a big problem to carry it back.

So after walking down in a circle, Shui Yao only circled five bamboo shoots of suitable size near the exit, and then returned to the previous place, carried a shovel, took a bamboo basket, and dug them up one by one.

Digging bamboo shoots is not only a manual task, but also quite particular: you can't dig too shallow, and you can't dig too deep. However, it is necessary to dig up the roots at one time, so that not only can you basically see the whole picture of the bamboo shoots, but also can break the bamboo shoots at once at a convenient time. However, if you dig too deep, it is easy to hurt the bamboo whip, and it is likely that there will be no bamboo shoots in this place after that.

After touching it for most of the day, Shui Yao put down the shovel in his hand, looked at the three extra bamboo shoots in the bamboo basket, and couldn't help but sigh long: It seems that his body is too small, and his physical fitness obviously can't keep up.

Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about doing business at the school gate. In case one day someone accidentally finds out, if your physical fitness is better, you may be able to escape with so many things on your back. Otherwise, that's ......

Thinking of the water, he smiled bitterly, and then continued to pick up things and start digging. After a period of busy work, these five bamboo shoots were really dug up.

Wiping the sweat off his head and looking at today's harvest, Shui Yao was very satisfied: the largest one was about two catties, and the smallest one was seven or eight taels. Just make a small one and fry a large plate, enough for their sister and brother to eat.

Now the family is basically Shui Yao in charge, since the last time he ate his own dishes at Fang Peinan's house, Shui Yun has been pestering Shui Yao for three days to open a small stove for him. Because his younger brother Shui Yun is only a five-year-old child, now is the time to grow his body, every time Shui Yun comes home from school, he immediately sees the water in his hand.

At present, there are five chickens in the family, but these chickens are usually used to lay eggs. When Wu Chunhua was at home, no matter how shrewd she was, no matter how greedy she was~ she was reluctant to kill one who stole it to replenish her body, at most, she would wait for the chicken to lay eggs, and in the future. Dock withheld a few eggs and sent them back to his parents' house, or secretly filled his stomach.

However, since the last time the family ate fish, it has been a while since they touched the fish. During this period, although Shui Yao went back to the county seat in a hurry, when it was her turn, the pork belly was almost sold. In addition, during this time, Shui Yao has also made a lot of money selling potato chips, so he can take this opportunity to get some meat and replenish everyone's body. After all, whether these tender bamboo shoots are stewed in chicken soup or stir-fried pork belly, they are a rare and delicious delicacy.

Thinking of the crispy and tender taste of bamboo shoots, even Shui Yao, who is accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves in the future and has eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, can't help but swallow his saliva.

After that, Shui Yao quickly took the bamboo shoots he dug up to the side of the small puddle, washed off the soil on them, and then carefully put the bamboo shoots into the bamboo basket, and then carried the things home satisfied.

Shui Yao was thinking about going up and inserting a few more fish, but thinking that it was getting late, the sun would go down soon, and it was not safe to be alone on the mountain, maybe there would be wild beasts if he was unlucky. Thinking about the reason, Shui Yao is no longer nostalgic, after all, the coming day is long, anyway, no one will go up to this mountain, and it will be the same if he comes to fish another day.

After entering the door, while his younger brother had not come home from school, Shui Yao hurried to the kitchen, first added the pot, boiled porridge, and spread the cakes. Then, the bamboo shoots were taken out one by one, and the bamboo shoots that had been issued to the outside were carefully peeled off, revealing their true colors of white and tender Lushan.

Then wash the kitchen knife, take the knife down, split the bamboo shoots in half, cut them into thin slices like cicada wings, and then soak them in the spring water that has just been sent to remove the bitter taste of the bamboo shoots themselves.

Because it's not too early, if you are stewing chicken soup now, I'm afraid it's too late. So Shui Yao went to the backyard to pick two garlic seedlings, after the treatment was cleaned, the oblique knife cut into sections, added a little pre-boiled lard, under the action of high temperature, the paste of the white flower became a clear and transparent bottom oil after a while, in the slight smoke of the green smoke, Shui Yao was not in a hurry to put the accessories into the incense in turn, in the moment when the bamboo shoots entered the pot, the strong fragrance went straight into the nostrils, so that Shui Yao let out a sigh of satisfaction.

When the bamboo shoots are half-cooked, the garlic sprouts cut in advance are added. After some stir-frying, Shui Yao saw the right time, sprinkled fine salt into the pot and injected it into the soul, and a simple stir-fried bamboo shoot slices were ready.

After that, Shui Yao served the cakes that had been pasted and the porridge that had been boiled to a thick thickness one by one and put them on the table of the Eight Immortals. After a while, his younger brother Shui Yun came back happily on his little short legs.

As soon as he entered the room and saw the dishes on the table, Shui Yun's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Wow! Sister, you are so amazing, you made me delicious food again, I am really blessed today! ”

Speaking of this, Shui Yun seemed to think of something again, and after a pause, he asked, "Sister, my classmates all asked me today, why didn't you sell small potatoes at the school gate?" We're all dying of hunger! ”

Looking at Shui Yun's eyes twinkling like stars, Shui Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "There is something going on today, I haven't passed, why haven't I been there for a day, you and your classmates can't help it?"

Shui Yun saw that he had made his sister laugh, and quickly patted his chest seriously.

"Sister, I'm not lying, if I lie to you, then I'm a puppy! It's not that you don't know. How delicious these potatoes you make, and how popular they are in our school, I guess everyone in our school from top to bottom has tasted your craft except for the headmaster, the old-fashioned old man. They are really full of praise one by one! Even with my younger brother, he is about to become a celebrity in the whole school. ”

"Huh! Is it that exaggerated? Isn't it just a bag or two of small potatoes? Try this bamboo shoot slices, sister tells you, I don't just make some potato chips to fool people. Didn't you eat the fish head last time? ”

Because he has great confidence in Shui Yao's cooking skills, Shui Yun picked up the chopsticks without saying a word, picked up the bamboo shoots and tasted them. As soon as he took his mouth, the delicious taste made him swallow his tongue.

Delicious! It's so delicious!

At this moment, Shui Yun no longer seemed to care about everything around him, and was engrossed in dealing with the plate of fried bamboo shoots in front of him, even if Shui Yao talked to him, he could only nod or shake his head back, his hands kept moving, and he couldn't stop pulling the food into his mouth.

Looking at his cute younger brother, Shui Yao couldn't help but think of the scene during the day today. In fact, it has only been long since he and Zhou Guang divorced, and they saw that their stepmother Wu Chunhua could no longer stay in this house. It seems that he is going back to his parents' house today, but in two days, maybe his father Shui Daquan will be iron-hearted and divorce Wu Chunhua.

Regarding this matter, Shui Yao actually didn't have any waves in her heart, because Wu Chunhua was originally dispensable to her, and the two of them were born to be inherently opposed. Even after this period of getting along, Shui Yao didn't have any good feelings for this woman. If she could leave this home earlier, Shui Yao's life might be better than before.

Shui Daquan's divorce from Wu Chunhua is their adult business, but what Shui Yao is really worried about is the younger brother in front of him. Because no matter what, Wu Chunhua is his biological mother after all, Shui Yun is still young, if he is growing up without his mother's company, then his life must be incomplete.

At this moment, Shui Yao was very entangled, should he tell Shui Yun about this matter, so that he could be mentally prepared? But if she said it now......

After thinking about it, Shui Yao really didn't want to hurt this younger brother who was close to him.

Although Shui Yao didn't open her mouth here, her tangled demeanor attracted Shui Yun's attention.

"Sister, why are your brows furrowed so tightly? You can kill a single fly. ”

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