"It really doesn't hurt? Let me see. After entering the house, Jiang Ruonan pulled up the little girl's trouser leg and looked at it, and was relieved to make sure that she hadn't knocked anywhere.

After feeding the chickens, Sanbao rushed in: "Mom, Mom! The hen is so fierce that she eats the worm in one bite! Does it like to eat bugs? ”

"Slow down, slow down!" Dabao chased after him and followed, holding Sanbao a little angry, "Let you run slower, and you will be ashamed to cry your nose later!" ”

Sanbao was unhappy: "I don't cry my nose!" "Why did the eldest brother say this in front of his mother!

He put aside Dabao and sat next to Jiang Ruonan, and Jiang Ruonan directly shouted: "Go wash your hands!" If you catch the insects, you will catch them everywhere, sloppy! ”

Sambo: "!! After being stunned for a while, "That sister still has mud on her pants!" ”

"That sister also fell!" Jiang Ruonan said and got up, "Let's go, let's wash our hands and faces, and go upstairs to take a nap!" ”

"Hmph, does it work to run faster? Should! Dabao snorted coldly and got up to wash his hands.

"You haven't been scolded by your mother, you know you blame me!" Sanbao was not convinced, and where did the two brothers hum and chirp.

Jiang Ruonan didn't bother to care, and saw that the babies were all scrubbed, so he hugged Xiaobao and took a few little dolls upstairs like chasing ducks.

"Alright, all good, sleep!"

After guarding a few babies to sleep, Jiang Ruonan went downstairs.

As the temperature gradually rises, several little dolls have developed the habit of sleeping for an hour every afternoon.

Jiang Ruonan usually guards to catch up on sleep, after all, he always has to get up in the middle of the night to urinate Xiaobao, even if he doesn't have enough sleep time on his mobile phone, but he always has to get up at night, which is very draining.

It's just that Jiang Ruonan has something on his mind today, and he can't sleep to catch up on sleep, so he just goes downstairs to toss.

The clay pot that has been prepared a long time ago is placed there, this kind of jar with strong era characteristics, Wang Lan has only seen it in the house of his grandparents, and now it is everywhere in this era, looking at the soil, but it is the best jar for making kimchi.

It stands to reason that in S province, especially in the mountainous villages, there is no household that does not make kimchi. But the Lu family is different, Cheng Xue is not from this side, and naturally there is no kimchi at home. Even this jar is left at home to be ashes.

Fortunately, Jiang Ruonan had already made preparations, washed the jar, poured cold boiled water, added white wine, salt, pepper, garlic and other ingredients, added radish to taste, and left it like this for seven days.

With the sour water needed for kimchi, take out the radish slices, Jiang Ruonan only needs to pour in the golden bamboo shoots that have dried the surface moisture, cover them, and then let them sit for three or four days before eating.

Golden bamboo shoots, like all bamboo shoots, have a slightly bitter taste, and there is a special taste that many people are not accustomed to eating compared to Nan bamboo shoots. When eating vegetables at noon, Jiang Ruonan noticed that the second sister didn't eat much fried bamboo shoots. This is normal, and Jiang Ruonan himself is not particularly able to accept that smell.

And her own preference for golden bamboo shoots lies in making kimchi. Seriously, golden bamboo shoots to make kimchi can be said to be a must.

It's crunchy and sour, and the flavor that bursts out between your teeth is not your average sourness. It's a bit like a crisp cowpea that has been soaked, but because it's hollow and seedless, it's more appealing than cowpeas. Rotten meat cowpeas are delicious, right? But in Jiang Ruonan's opinion, rotten meat spring shoots are more delicious!

It's drooling just thinking about it!

After soaking the bamboo shoots, just one jar is almost full.

Jiang Ruonan thought about the golden bamboo on the slope of the back mountain, and felt that it couldn't be wasted! Spring is short, and if you want to eat spring bamboo shoots, you still have to plan quickly.

Jiang Ruonan thought in his heart, and counted the clay pots at home.

If you want to make kimchi, you have to buy salt again, and if you look at the salt, you have to buy ...... There are so many things going on, so it's better to remember them.

Thinking like this, Jiang Ruonan suddenly remembered, he seemed to have forgotten something?

couldn't think of it, so she first took the pen and paper left by Cheng Xue and wrote down the things she had to do little by little.

There's no way, there's no mobile phone memo, and I'm so busy every day that my memory can't do it, so I'm not as good as a bad pen, so write it down!

Jiang Ruonan wrote down everything he could think of to do, and just wrote that he was going to buy chaff, and then feed the chickens and ducks, and the second sister on the bed would do it.

Jiang Ruonan looked at his watch, and sure enough, the nap time had passed.

The two children next door also got up and ran over to look at Jiang Ruonan.

"Mom, what are you writing?" San Bao rubbed his eyes and leaned over to Jiang Ruonan's side.

Dabao also craned his neck to look.

Jiang Ruonan found it interesting: "Look at what I wrote? Can you read it? ”

She still doesn't know the enlightenment of several babies, especially Dabao and the second sister. It stands to reason that in a family like theirs, children of this age, even if they don't go to school properly, they should be enlightened and educated.

Sanbao opened his eyes wide, only to feel that they were all lumps of black circles, and after looking at it for a long time, he was so anxious that he pulled Dabao's hand: "Brother, what is written?" ”

Even the second sister looked at Dabao expectantly.

Dabao literacy?

Jiang Ruonan raised his eyebrows, and saw Dabao's face slowly turning red under everyone's gaze.

"I—I know a few words!" He slurred, pointed to the numbers on it and read it, and only then pointed to the words after reading the numbers, "And this one, this big ......" are generally some words with simple strokes, but for Jiang Ruonan, it is already an unexpected joy.

"Dabao, who did you learn from?" Dabao has not yet entered the school seriously, and he can only recognize these words by Cheng Xuejiao. Jiang Ruonan asked, and regretted it when he thought of this.

Dabao opened his mouth and said, "I learned it when Aunt Wang taught Guofa brother!" ”

"Aunt Wang?" Jiang Ruonan pondered for a while before he came up with someone, "Is Brother Guofa's surname Wu?" ”

"That's right." Dabao nodded, "Brother Guofa is fine, he also taught me to write with branches!" ”

Wu Guofa, that is the son of Wu Yongjun and the head of Wu. That sister-in-law Wang, I heard that she is also an officer?

The women in this army are not necessarily from S Province, there are people from all over the world, but most of them are from the same as Jiang Ruonan, they are from the countryside, and they don't have any serious careers in the army. But Wu Yongjun's wife Wang Xialian is different, or rather, Wu's family is the same as Lu Zhenjun's original family, and they all belong to the enviable category.

Wu Yongjun is also a college student officer, and when he was first transferred, he was supposed to be transferred to Haiphong, but this person turned out to be seasick, let alone enter the sea. I came here by accident. And his wife Wang Xialian, although she is not a college student, but she also has a high school diploma, originally from the art troupe, and later came with the army, and also promoted the officer, is a rare intellectual among the women in the army.