Song Lingyue raised her head and stared at the statue of Rulai Buddha in front of her, and muttered silently in her heart:

"The original owner's father, go well, although I have taken the place of your daughter, but I will live here in place of her. Don't worry, I will love him as if he were my own brother, and as long as I have him, I will never miss him. and Qingping, although I don't know how he is doing in the Northern Hebei Palace, but I promise you that he will definitely let him be safe. ”

Song Lingyue solemnly leaned over and bowed her head gently, full of piety, as if as long as this was the case, the Buddha sitting there could really listen to her innermost thoughts and make her wish come true.

Song Lingyue came out of the Buddha hall with Song Yanzhi after worshipping, she looked back and took a deep look at the Buddha statue that looked at her with kind eyebrows and low eyes, and no longer nostalgic out of the Buddha hall.

Just now, Song Lingyue took Song Yanzhi to worship, and Aunt Li took Xiangling to the cemetery in Houshan to worship, only Qi Mo stood outside the hall and did not go in to worship.

Along the way, Qi Mo was silent and rarely spoken, and people couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Qi Mo." Song Lingyue called Qi Mo, and Qi Mo, who was in a daze, raised his eyes and swept Song Lingyue's face: "The worship is over?" Can I go back? ”

"Aunt Li, they haven't come back yet, just wait." Song Lingyue pointed to the stone table and bench under the locust tree not far away, "Let's go over there and rest, and wait for Aunt Li and them by the way." ”

The breeze blew, and a locust leaf fell, swirling at Song Lingyue's feet, and fell gently.

"Qi Mo, you don't want to ...... Do you want to worship your mother? Song Lingyue hesitated for a long time, this sentence rolled in her throat several times, and her voice was as light as the leaf that had just fallen.

Song Lingyue secretly raised her eyes to look at Qi Mo, but Qi Mo just pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Consciously touching the ash of her nose, Song Lingyue touched her nose and ignored it anymore.

Song Yanzhi's eyes on the side were a little red, and he said with a choked voice: "Sister, I miss my mother!" Sister, why did you say that my mother left us and left? ”

Tears swirled in Song Yanzhi's eyes, but the self-esteem of a man made the little Song Yanzhi desperately tilt his head and refuse to let the tears fall.

"Sister, the other classmates in the academy have mothers, but I am the only one." The cry in his voice was a little thicker, and his tone was full of envy.

Song Lingyue was sad and distressed, Song Yanzhi was only three years old when the original owner's mother died of a serious illness, and she lost her mother before she knew what it was like to be deeply loved by her mother.

"But you have a sister." Song Lingyue tried her best to comfort Song Yanzhi.

"My mother has always been there, she is watching us from heaven! She saw our every move clearly, and what you said to my mother in my heart, my mother also heard it clearly. In the future, if you miss your mother, you look up, and the brightest star in the sky is your mother's eyes, and she keeps looking at you. ”

"Then Yanzhi just said a lot of things in front of the Buddha, will the Buddha also help Yanzhi tell his mother?"

Looking at Song Yanzhi's sincere eyes, Song Lingyue nodded heavily at him: "It will definitely be." The Buddha knew that he missed his father and mother very much, so he would convey our thoughts to his father and mother. ”

"I don't know if my father and mother still remember Yanzhi and my sister." Song Yanzhi held Song Lingyue's hand, full of questions.

"Surely they still remember us, because we still remember them." Song Lingyue touched Song Yanzhi's small brain, "As long as we don't forget them, then their souls will always live in our hearts." Memories don't fade, and souls don't fade. ”

Song Yanzhi nodded as if he didn't understand.

And Qi Mo on the side also fell into thoughtfulness after hearing Song Lingyue say this.

The group of three waited for about half a pillar of incense under the locust tree, Aunt Li hadn't come back yet, Song Lingyue was thinking about whether she should go to the cemetery in Houshan to find Aunt Li, but Qi Mo on the side said, "I'll miss it." ”

After Qi Mo finished speaking, he hurriedly got up, walked quickly in the direction of the Buddha hall, and Mo Wen in front of the hall didn't know what to say, Mo Wen's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked at Qi Mo and then nodded for a while.

Qi Mo patted Mo Wen's little master on the shoulder, and hurriedly entered the Buddhist hall, Song Lingyue thought, he probably went to worship his mother in front of the Buddha.

The corners of Song Lingyue's lips unconsciously showed a gratifying smile.

After paying respects to their families, the group decided to go down the mountain and go home and rest early.

After all, Song Yanzhi is a child's heart, just now because of his father's and mother's affairs, when he went down the mountain, he saw a stall selling green plums at the foot of the mountain, and he was attracted by the green plums, sucking saliva, and looked at Song Lingyue with blank eyes.

"Do you want to eat green plums?" Song Lingyue could see what Song Yanzhi was thinking with just a glance.

Song Yanzhi nodded: "Sister, do you remember, my mother used to give us pickled green plums to eat, and I haven't eaten my mother's pickled green plums for a long time." ”

"Then let's buy some and go back, and my sister will give you pickled green plums to eat, okay?" Song Lingyue was very spoiled, and after speaking, she walked up to the vendor selling green plums and asked, "How do you sell green plums?" ”

As soon as the vendor saw Song Lingyue, he immediately put a little face on his face: "Does the little lady want to buy green plums?" My green plum is homegrown, sweet and sour and appetizing, only three pennies a pound, buy some to quench your thirst, right? I see you've just come down from the mountain, and you must be thirsty and tired, right? ”

The little vendor had a sweet mouth and a grinning face, which made Song Lingyue embarrassed not to buy it.

Aunt Li came to the stall and picked up a green plum: "This green plum is not small, I don't know if it's sweet or not." ”

The vendor smiled all over his face: "Of course it's sweet!" I'll give you this scale, and you'll know when you buy it and try it at home. ”

The little vendor said and picked up a plate of green plums with a weighing pan, tossed the scale on the scale rod a few times, and then showed it to Song Lingyue: "Five catties and three taels, how about it, is it enough to eat?" ”

"Enough is enough." Song Lingyue hurriedly waved her hand, "Five catties is enough, too much to eat." ”

The vendor won, and quickly took the oil paper and tied it with a red rope.

"A total of five catties, fifteen cents, thank you for your patronage." The vendor spreads out his palm in one hand and carries a bag of green plums in the other.

Song Lingyue took it with a smile, and took Song Yanzhi's hand with the other hand.

The group walked down the mountain, hired a carriage, and soon returned to Shuangcha Lane.

Song Yanzhi had already coveted the green plums that Song Lingyue bought, washed a few, and distributed them to Xiangling, Aunt Li and Qi Mo, and naturally Song Lingyue was not missed.

Song Yanzhi took a small bite of Qingmei, and immediately his little face was wrinkled together by the sourness of Qingmei.

"Ouch, this green plum is so sour!" Aunt Li also frowned, and only shook her head in sourness.

"It's so sour, it's so sour!" Xiangling finally couldn't bear to throw the green plum out in her hand, and looked at the half-bitten green plum and was stunned, "Mother, I don't want to eat it." ”

Xiangling looked at Aunt Li in embarrassment, and Aunt Li hurriedly waved her hand, saying that she didn't want to eat either.

Only Qi Mo didn't like to eat this kind of thing, so he didn't eat it at all, so he escaped.

"Sister, that peddler is deceiving, this green plum is not sweet at all, not sweet at all, sour and astringent, so unpalatable!" Song Yanzhi called it a grievance, obviously looking at the green plums on the stall, they were green and green, revealing a sweet and sour taste, but he didn't expect to actually eat it in his mouth, only a mouth full of sourness.

Song Lingyue also took a small bite and tasted it, and sure enough, she was also sour, and only frowned: "Heh, it is indeed sour enough." ”

"When I bought it, I should have taken one and tasted it, but now it's hard to go to the vendor to return, so I can only think that I am unlucky." Aunt Li looked at the small pile of green plums and was worried.

Song Lingyue smiled lightly: "There is no need to return it, although these green plums are sour, they are the best ones used to pickle green plum wine, so they need this sourness." ”

After Song Lingyue finished speaking, she instructed Song Yanzhi and Xiangling to wash the rest of the green plums, and she boiled a pot of hot water, put the washed green plums in the pot and blanched them gently.

"You're so hot, shouldn't all the green plums be cooked by you?" Aunt Li stretched her neck, looked at Song Lingyue's hot green plums, and shook her head in confusion.

"No, I'm fast, just a little over the water and I'm up and down. There are two purposes for this, the first is to sterilize the green plums, and the second purpose is to remove the bitter taste on the green plum skin, so that the pickled plum wine will be sweet and sour. ”

Song Lingyue explained with a smile, turned out a translucent glass jar from the closet, carefully scalded the glass jar, and wiped the jar inside and out with clean gauze, and after making sure that there was no water in it, she gently put the freshly scalded green plum under the jar.

After finishing a layer of green plums, Song Lingyue took out some rock candy and sprinkled the rock sugar evenly on top of the green plums, so she wiped the sweat on her forehead with a layer of rock sugar until all the green plums were used up.

"Is that okay?" Xiangling blinked curiously.

"It can be brewed like this, but it's not easy to control reading, and it takes a long time. Therefore, I prefer to add rice wine directly to it so that I can drink it in the middle of summer. ”

Song Lingyue took out a bottle of rice wine from the closet, this rice wine was still used by Song Lingyue to buy sesame oil chicken soup before, but then forgot about it, so it has been put in the cupper, and now it can be regarded as the best use.

Song Lingyue opened the stopper of the rice wine and poured a small urn of rice wine into the glass jar containing the green plums.

"Actually, you can also add some licorice and rehmannia to make up for the cold, but then the taste of Chinese medicine will be heavier, I'm afraid you won't be used to it." Song Lingyue closed the lid of the glass jar and asked Song Yanzhi to go to the small vegetable garden to dig some yellow mud and come back.

"This yellow mud seals the mouth of the jar and isolates the air, and the wine will slowly ferment in the jar. It should be placed in a warm and dry place, and the jar should be shaken from time to time until all the rock sugar in it has melted and it is time to drink. ”