When Chen Shiyou said this, the owner of the brine well snorted disappreciatively.

Chen Shuangchuan looked curiously, it was a newly appointed salt household, Chen Shuangchuan only knew that the surname Chen was called Dali, and he didn't know if it was his real name or nickname, because his strength was really big, two barrels full of brine, he didn't even use a flat burden, he just carried it and ran, it was effortless at all. I don't know much about Chen Shuangchuan, and I haven't met him a few times, but his father, Chen Shuangchuan still has an impression, and he has to be called the second uncle according to his seniority, and he is a very silent old man.

After the brine well was finished, the salt farmers pulled out the wooden barrels, filled them with water from the brine well, and then carefully poured it into the salt pan, waiting for the sun to come out to dry the water.

Chen Shuang was young, couldn't pick up water, couldn't help much, sat honestly and watched for a while, then picked up the small basket and shouted to Chen Shiyou: "Dad, I'm going to pick up mud snails." ”

"Don't go too far, get into it carefully."

In fact, in the ditch on the edge of the salt pan, when the sea water is filled, there will also be mud screws and screws coming in, but because there are many people who are close to the picking, there are not many leaks. So Chen Shuangchuan carried the small basket over the seawall and ran to the beach.

Now is the time of low tide, the tidal flats are exposed to a large black patch, you can see a small crab with huge pincers crawling on it in the distance, and from time to time there are a few black mudskippers jumping a few times, Chen Shuang is very fond of eating, but the little thing is flexible, very difficult to catch.

took off his shoes and socks, pulled up his clothes, tied the small basket to his waist, Chen Shuangchuan carefully climbed down the seawall, stepped on the beach barefoot, and couldn't help but gasp for a breath of cold air from the ice, and it took a while to get used to it, at this time it was just the beginning of summer, the weather was not yet hot, and it was still a little cold.

Because he is still young and afraid of soiling his clothes, Chen Shuangchuan does not dare to go too far, these tidal flats look strong and dry, but in fact, they are just dried by the sun, and they will not be able to climb out if they are not careful.

Carefully pick and dig on the tidal flats, and when the sun rises three poles, Chen Shuang's small basket is basically full, take a closer look, today's luck is quite good, even the action is very flexible tidal flat fish have caught four or five, just looking at it makes Chen Shuang's eyebrows smile.

Climbed out of the tidal flats, washed his hands and feet with the seawater, carefully checked, there were some water stains and mud stains on his pants that could not be rubbed off, fortunately, the position was not obvious, and he could not see it if he did not look carefully, and it was generally good.

After packing up, he ran to the salt pan with the basket, Chen Shiyou had finished his morning work and was standing at the head of the field waiting for her to eat.

Happily held up the small basket to Chen Shiyou, Chen Shuangchuan also proudly took out a small piece of coral from it, and said: "This is for the third sister, she likes these the most, and when she gets home and brushes it with a brush, it will be snow-white." ”

When Chen Shiyou took out the bag of steamed cakes, Chen Shuang's pride suddenly subsided, and he said with a bitter face: "Ah, I forgot to bring tea, I was in a hurry to come out in the morning." ”

Southerners call boiled water tea, not that Chen Shuang is picky and must have tea, just to save some rice noodles, steamed cakes are mixed with bran, thick and hard, piercing the throat, no water is really difficult to swallow.

After looking at it, Chen Shiyou took a spoon of brine, flushed it with the ditch on the side, and then went to the bucket on the top of the brine well to catch the rainwater, scooped some water out, and handed it to Chen Shuangshui.

"Dirty." Chen Shuangchuan frowned.

"Washed." Chen Shiyou said that seeing that Chen Shuangchuan still looked uncompromising, he had to give up persuasion and drink it himself.

Chen Shuangchuan tore the steamed cake and barely swallowed it a few times, feeling that his throat was on fire, and he really couldn't swallow it, so he had to rub it over reluctantly, and he didn't dare to feel dirty, so he took a sip with a spoon, and then his little face was almost wrinkled, and he said pitifully: "Salty." ”

This spoon is made of wood, and it has been soaked in brine for many years, and the salty taste has completely penetrated into the wood, and it is not just a few strokes in the ditch that can be bleached clean, and when it is soaked in the rain, the salty smell immediately comes out, and even the rain turns into saltwater.

Of course, Chen Shiyou knew that the water in the spoon was salty, but he was already very accustomed to the salty taste, and he didn't think about it for a while, his little girl was not used to it, and when he glanced at it, he was immediately amused by Chen Shuang's expression, and laughed out loud on the spot. The angry Chen Shuangchuan glared at him fiercely, turned his face away, and held his piece of steamed cake like a mouse and gnawed it little by little, refusing to drink another sip of water.

Finally finished this lunch, Chen Shuangchuan dragged out a shabby small basket from the Lujing shed, divided the seafood in the small basket into two equal parts, and originally planned to divide the mudskippers together, but he still felt reluctant to think about it, so he put it all back into the small basket, carefully covered the lid, and hid it under the shed.

This basket is not like the basket that Chen Shuangchuan brought just now, there is no lid, so Chen Shuangchuan specially went to the seawall to pull some weeds and cover it, and the provincial sun got tired of the seafood, and then said to Chen Shiyou, and walked towards the village with the basket.

Chen Shiyou also shouted at her back from afar: "Wait for me at the entrance of the village later, the province has come over." ”

Chen Shuang walked for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the entrance of the village, stopped at the side of the house with a single courtyard on the very edge, wiped a handful of sweat, and straightened his clothes before walking up.

The courtyard door was ajar, and before he could walk in, he could hear the jagged sound of reading, Chen Shuangchuan was used to it, and quietly entered the door, passed through the courtyard, and tried his best to pass the school as unnoticed. It was noon, the sun was shining so drowsy that there were not many students who were distracted, Chen Shuangchuan's footsteps were light, but a student sitting by the window saw her, looked up at Chen Shuangchuan and smiled, and recited the book seriously, and no one else found that Chen Shuangjiang had entered the courtyard.

Walking through the courtyard, there was a knock on the door of the room to the west, and a soft voice answered and opened the door. The one who opened the door was a girl with very delicate eyebrows, but she was eleven or twelve years old, she was Mr. Su's daughter Su Mi, and it was said that there was a younger brother Su Mu with a similar name, but Chen Shuangchuan didn't have a chance to meet. Sitting on the edge of the bed doing needlework, the slightly older one was Su Shiniang, who spoke softly and slowly, and showed a warm smile when she saw Chen Shuangchuan.

"Su Shi Niang, Sister Su Mi." After calling someone obediently, Chen Shuangchuan picked up the basket and said, "This is what I just picked up this morning." ”