Chapter 172: A litter of small bamboo rats

Uncle Zhang is killing fish in the yard.

It turned out that Huang Delei came to sell fish and sent two by the way, and they were killing. I saw the soybean and the yellow peach carrying the fish, and hurriedly stretched out their heads to look behind them: "Where is the child?" ”

"They were going to see the fish in the afternoon and wouldn't come back." Huang Tao put down the fish and prepared to roll up her sleeves to help.

Uncle Zhang hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't move, don't move, go and see the children, don't let them run around, I'll just come with your mother." ”

Huang Tao's mother-in-law also took a knife out, and the butcher's house has a lot of knives.

"Why did you send so many fish, did they all catch? Oops, this one is really big enough, why did you send us half of it? Huang Tao's mother-in-law began to kill fish as she spoke, and her hands and feet were very neat.

Huang Dou squatted down, pointed to the half-chopped fish and said: "This is caught by Dashan and his brother-in-law, more than 20 catties, we eat fish heads at night, and half of this family is pickled." ”

"Okay, pickle it and dry it for you to take back to Dongyang County." Uncle Zhang didn't leave them to drink tea after speaking: "Go back quickly and take care of the children." ”

The sisters saw that Uncle Zhang was worried about the child, so they stopped sitting, got up and walked out of the yard and walked back.

When I arrived at home, I learned that the four children were messing with Zhao Dashan and Zhang Xiaohu again, and now they were taken to catch fish again.

Zhao Dachuan went to the field again to watch, and the family hired a group of villagers to help dig ditches, pay wages, and not provide food. Although I don't want Zhao Dachuan to do it, I have to watch them every day.

The two sisters hurried to the river beach, and the four children were afraid that they would not be able to watch it, and they would be in trouble if they fell into the river, and the weather was still very cold.

When I arrived at the pond, I saw that Zhao Dashan and Zhang Xiaohu didn't go down. After eating, the fish did not have as many as they had just dragged the net in the morning. But there were more people down there than in the morning, and all those who had come back from the fields at noon and heard had come to catch fish.

A few half-sized boys also walked barefoot around the water's edge, using their nets to catch the fish that had been mixed up.

Not to mention, you can indeed catch fish that slip through the net, no matter how big or small, you will be happy after all.

With Zhao Dashan and Zhang Xiaohu here, with four children, soybeans and yellow peaches and Huang Xiaoyu were happy, so they simply handed over the children to them to watch, and they went back to help kill and pickle fish. “

On this day, every household in Huanggang Village is cooking fish.

Soybeans and yellow peaches made a pot of fish head tofu and a pot of miscellaneous fish potstickers.

In the evening, it is a whole fish feast, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

Such a day is really lively and warm, which cannot be felt in Dongyang County.

After taking a bath, Brother Hang, who had been running for a day, had already fallen asleep.

Zhao Dashan and Huang Dou sat and chatted under the light, and it was a quiet night outside the window.

"Zhao Dashan, do you like this kind of life of catching fish and farming, or do you like the life of traveling by boat to pull goods and run merchants, or the life of opening a few shops and collecting rent in Dongyang County?"

Huang Dou leaned on Zhao Dashan's arms and looked up at his chin slightly.

"I can't tell, the boat has been running for a long time, and I want to go ashore. If you have been planting for a long time, you don't want to farm, and you can open a shop. Once one thing is done, I want to change the way of living. ”

Zhao Dashan's eyes looked out the window, when he was a child, he lived for food and clothing, and later ran a boat to live to earn money. Later, he wanted to give his wife and children a good life and worked hard.

Now, if he was given a choice, he would rather be poor and happy, and Soybean would be in good health, and they could have a group of cubs to follow him and Dou.

"Zhao Dashan, if we don't have children, we will just raise Brother Hang'er as an adult. I don't want to raise other people's children, and no one's parents are willing to give their children to others. ”

Huang Dou rubbed his head gently in Zhao Dashan's arms, this embrace, warm and reassuring.

"Okay."

Stretched out his hand and brushed the hair that fell from the soybeans, which was soft and smooth, with the fragrance after bathing.

"Will you regret it?" Soybean asked.

"No, it won't."

"Zhao Dashan, I don't regret it either."

The moon shadow outside the window is swaying, and the friendship inside the window is strong.

In March, the weather is getting warmer.

Zhao Dashan took the soybeans to live in the mountain manor for a few days.

At this moment, the mountains are full of flowers, overwhelming green, interspersed with various flowers of various colors.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Spring is the day when wild vegetables come up, soybeans and peaches and Huang Xiaoyu, Wu Yueniang and four people took a group of children to dig wild vegetables.

The shepherd's cabbage can come back to make dumplings, the malan head can come back to be cold, and the mushroom fungus can be used to cook soup.

Fresh mushroom roasted pheasant soup, fragrant and mouthful.

Zhao Dashan led a few men into the mountain, saying that he was going to hunt and hunt some game to come back for dinner.

After not entering the mountain for a long time, Zhao Dashan felt that he was unfamiliar. As soon as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they heard someone shouting at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that Huang Deluo came back, and Huang Guigui and Huang Deguang took him to find Zhao Dashan.

Hearing that they had gone into the mountains to hunt, they hurried to the mountains, ready to try their skills.

"There are no wild beasts in this mountain, and there are really a lot of pheasants and hares." Zhang Xiaohu carried a string of pheasants and panted.

"That's it." Even Huang Delei was tired, holding on to a tree pole and panting: "This mountain was bought by the mountain, and no one went in, and there are many pheasants and rabbits in the mountain, and there are naturally many." ”

After looking at it, a hill had only run for a small time, and Huang Guigui came up with an idea: "Why don't we go in and get more game to sell in the town." That's what you need in a hotel. ”

Huang Deluo glanced at his uncle: "Uncle, have you lived at home for a long time, forgetting that you are now a big boss, and you are still going to compete with those hunters for a living!" ”

"That's not the case, I'm all home, I'm an authentic mountain man, and I support my family by hunting and farming." Zhao Dashan said with a smile.

"Don't fight, go back, I'll eat again tomorrow." Huang Deluo checked the rabbits in his hands, these were enough to eat.

A few people packed up their prey and walked back, fighting too much to eat, but wasting it.

Seven pheasants, four rabbits, and a roe deer, and when they were digging bamboo shoots, they came across a nest of bamboo rats.

It's not okay to put a few people happy. The meat of bamboo rats is delicate, unlike the rough meat of rabbits, and the meat of pheasants is difficult to cook and gnaw.

Unexpectedly, I caught a nest of bamboo rats, and when I brought them back, the children were not allowed to kill them. Crying and shouting that it was a rat, it could not be eaten, and it was going to be killed.

Zhao Dashan could only say that he took me to the bottom of the mountain and drowned, deceived them, carried me halfway up the mountain, killed and skinned, and wrapped the meat in big leaves and came back.

At noon, all the children like to eat bamboo rat meat, and the most ferocious thing to eat is the fiercest peace who cried at that time. The delicate bamboo rat meat was contracted by the children.

"Third uncle, what kind of meat is this, you can catch it tomorrow, I still want to eat it in peace." Ping'an deliberately ran to the big table with a small bowl and told Zhao Dashan.

"This is ......" Zhao Dashan froze, and he almost blurted out that it was bamboo rat meat.

"This is Tian chicken, you have to like it, I will let the third uncle catch it tomorrow, you go back to eat now." Huang Delei patted his son's head.

Seeing his father speak, Ping An ran back to the children's small table with the bowl again.