Chapter Twenty-Six: Beating Rice Cakes
The villagers I met on the way home stopped to say hello with a smile when they saw her, and several ladies couldn't help but say that they stuffed snacks for her.
Since the incident of the aloe vera field, the atmosphere of Song Village has become more simple than before, almost a sense of paradise, and even Aunt Zhang has never come to make trouble.
In the past, due to poverty, most of the people in the village had two meals a day, and they hardly ate meat except for the New Year's Festival.
Everyone's life is getting better and better, and that's not bad.
Before going up the mountain the next day, she put on the silver hairpin.
Chen saw the hairpin, and only said that it was good-looking, but he didn't ask much.
In the pine forest, Ritsukogawa was sitting on the trunk of a fallen tree reading a book, and since the first few times they met, every time Aoeda came, he waited for her while reading.
He was deaf and clear-sighted, and when Qingzhi approached, he had already put away the book and stood up with a smile.
As soon as Song Qingzhi saw him, he asked, "What do you think is different about me today?" ”
Ritsu Zichuan looked at her for a moment.
For a while, her face was much rudder, her hair and skin were more shiny, and her lips were also very bright......
Ritsukogawa's face turned a little red, thinking that the Qingzhi family's income had increased recently, and they should have eaten better than before, so he said casually: "It seems to be fat." ”
Song Qingzhi: !! Ritsukogawa, why do you do this kind of personal attack for no reason?!
She twitched the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and said, "Why don't you guess again?" ……”
Ritsu Zichuan looked at her a few more times and was about to speak......
Oops, no, I'm so careful that I can't accept more blows from straight men.
Song Qingzhi quickly reminded: "What do you see on my head? ”
Ritsu Zichuan noticed the silver hairpin at this time, and he looked suddenly enlightened.
Song Qingzhi complained: "What were you going to say just now?" ”
Ritsukogawa said: "I was just about to say that you look good wearing this silver hairpin." ”
Scold...... Man's Mouth ......
The two sat down and chatted for a while, Qingzhi remembered something and said to Ritsukogawa, "That's right! I may not have time to chat with you every day in the future, my mother said that I am already old and need to learn to be in charge of the house, and I do all the chores at home now, so I have less time. ”
After hearing this, Ritsu Zichuan didn't know why, and felt bored for a while, when the girl was learning to be in charge, she was almost at the age of being able to propose.
Song Qingzhi saw that he didn't react, thinking that he didn't care, and was a little discouraged, while pulling the weeds growing next to the trunk, he said: "Besides, my family is better now, and I don't need to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms; As for you, you need to study hard......"
Ritsu Zichuan suddenly stood up and said coldly: "I know, you don't have to explain more." ”
And then just walked away.
Let's go......
Leave Song Qingzhi with an arrogant and cool cock back.
High-value people are really spoiled! Such a bad temper!
Song Qingzhi also left angrily, leaving a back.
In the next few days, she would deliberately rub a little more time when she was fetching water by the river, but Ritsukogawa never appeared.
Tsk, adolescent self-esteem is so strong.
Although Song Qingzhi lived by himself in his previous life, the items needed for daily living in ancient times were not as abundant as in modern times, so he was really busy flying.
And winter is coming, and there are a lot of preparations to be made for winter, and slowly she no longer thinks about the beautiful man.
It's winter.
Because the village chief made the last decision to expand the planting range of aloe vera, Song Village has been divided into three times, and when it enters the wax moon, everyone has a smile on their faces all day long: this year can have a fat year.
In the firewood shed in the backyard of the Song family, Qingzhi has already hired someone to strengthen the roof, and the tall half of it is full of firewood, and the other half is black charcoal, which is used to make charcoal pots in winter.
All kinds of pumpkin seeds and sunflower seeds were also fried and stored in several liters, and I asked someone to go to Lishan Town to buy a lot of sesame halva.
In the past few days, the father and son who have been beating rice cakes have come to Song Village to solicit business, and they have helped to beat rice cakes from door to door, and today it is just the turn of Qingzhi's family.
Qingzhi Qingdou wore a thick cotton jacket and stood in the courtyard watching.
Chen still went out to work for a short time, and although she now has an income source of aloe vera, she still feels that she needs to be busy and do something every day to be practical.
Qingzhi sighed in his cold hands, watching the father and son who were beating rice cakes move the big stone mortar into the courtyard.
In the kitchen, Qingzhi had already steamed a large drawer of glutinous rice, and the son brought the bamboo drawer over, and the father carefully poured all the glutinous rice into the stone mortar, and there was not a single rice left.
The son picked up a wooden stick that had been sharpened and began to beat the glutinous rice, and the father, while adding water to the mortar, quickly adjusted the shape of the glutinous rice when the stick left the mortar.
Soon the courtyard was filled with the sweet and porcelain fragrance of glutinous rice.
Qingzhi saw that it was about to be ready, and quickly moved the clean table over, on which was the mold for making rice cakes, which she and Qingdou chose when the merchant came to the village some time ago.
Deeply pinned on the desire of the sister and brother to get rich.
The father and son who beat the rice cakes put the beaten rice cakes in a large basin and went to the next house, and Qingzhi hurriedly filled the rice cakes into the mold to shape, and the green beans dipped the red water with chopsticks and dotted plum blossoms on them.
From time to time, she pulls off a piece and feeds it to the green beans, and she eats a piece herself from time to time.
It's delicious, hot, freshly beaten rice cakes.
It's just how long it will take to finish loading these molds, ahh
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Aunt Wang, Aunt Huang, Aunt Zhang's Uncle Zhang, and many unnamed aunts came, and Erniu also came with a few cousins.
A group of people came in and started giggling and talking.
"Oh, that father and son are moving so fast, we thought there would be a while!"
"It's all to blame for the second girl who eats noodles so slowly in the morning!"
"It's not like you're going to comb your bun yet, it's taken a long time!"
They also brought molds, some in the shape of a gourd, in the shape of eight treasures, and also in the shape of four seasons flowers.
Erniu went to the kitchen to fetch a basin of water, and everyone washed their hands and began to help Qingzhi's family press rice cakes.
Everyone chattered about this, and Qingdou was also caught in the middle and asked this and that from time to time, for a while, because everyone was busy with their hands, there was suddenly a comfortable silence.
After the silence, Aunt Wang suddenly sighed: "This year is a good year!" ”
Aoeda felt some warmth rise from her heart.
In the evening, the village chief personally came to give the latest share, and because of the expansion of the public land, a total of six taels of silver.
After Chen took it, she was overjoyed, and when the village chief left, she put incense in front of her husband's spirit tablet, and said and said.