Mu Danchen carried the heavy bamboo basket behind him, and hung a wet black waterproof suit on his sturdy arms, and he covered his head with a plain blue coat to block the sunlight that had gradually become **.

Standing on the edge of the fishpond, he waited for Roy, who also carried her backpack behind him, and watched her put on her lilac coat and hat. He hooked the corners of his lips slightly, let out a gentle smile, and with Luo Yi, who was also smiling lightly, stepped on the narrow ridge mud road.

The two of them, who returned with a full load, walked briskly along the dirt road in the direction of the small courtyard.

The sun has clothed the earth with a beautiful golden coat, and it has also gilded them with a dazzling glow. On the mud road of the ridge, the long and short shadows cast by them are reflected.

With the movement of light and the movement of footsteps, their shadows overlap back and forth repeatedly, as if they are seamlessly integrated, sometimes near, sometimes far away. is like a pair of inseparable little lovers, entangled in the deep affection and honey.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the threshold of the courtyard, they saw the aunt carrying a basket of vegetables and fruits, and just stepped into the side door of the courtyard.

"Auntie."

Mu Danchen and Luo Yi smiled in unison and looked at the old man.

"Hey, is the sunrise in Beishan pretty?"

The aunt walked towards them happily and smiled at the precipitation of the years left by the wind and frost on her face.

Facing Aunt Shang's inquiring eyes, Luo Yi smiled lightly and glanced at Mu Danchen, who put down the bamboo basket, and she smiled smartly:

"Beautiful, beautiful."

Hearing her heartfelt praise, the aunt smiled happily.

"Huh? You went to the old man's fishpond just now? Brought back so many lotus roots. ”

Putting the vegetable basket on the edge of the well, the aunt began to clean up the lotus root in the bamboo basket, and her mouth kept chattering:

"This old man is really, he stained Xiao Mu's clothes."

"No, auntie, I went down to the pond to dig lotus roots."

Hearing the old man's nagging, Mu Danchen was a little anxious, and he hurriedly explained the whole thing to his aunt.

"Hehe, it turned out to be the lotus root dug by Xiao Mu Xiatang, I haven't dug it for two years, but I still remember it."

The aunt looked at the two people who helped take out the lotus root, smiled, and continued:

"This lotus root is well dug."

Aunt nodded approvingly, and looked up at Mu Danchen's T-shirt:

"Xiao Mu, you better hurry up and take a shower and change this outfit."

"Hey, I'll go, Auntie."

Mu Danchen happily agreed to his aunt, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Luo Yi, who was squatting by the well and scrubbing the lotus roots, turned his heels, and walked to the guest room to the west.

The aunt took a large clean basin and asked Luo Yi to put the cleaned lotus root in it, and then took out a knife and a cutting board from the kitchen, as well as a wooden tool about half a meter long, rinsed it with cool well water, and then squatted down to handle the cleaned lotus root.

She first cut off the nodules connected between the lotus roots, then pressed the circular switch on the tool, and put the lotus root in the mouth of the tool with a "buzzing" sound.

After a while, the lotus root silk flowed from the outlet of the tool to the whirlpool funnel, and finally fell into the basin with finely chopped lotus root.

After a while, the lotus root in the pot accumulated more and more, and when it reached 7 points, the aunt quickly replaced it with another pot and caught the lotus root that kept falling.

And the basin with the lotus root powder, put it in 9 minutes full of cool well water, and put it aside to settle naturally.

"The purpose of this is to allow the lotus root to precipitate the starch, and then dry them to turn them into natural lotus root powder."

The aunt explained to the curious baby who was sitting beside her, with wide eyes and watching the tools turn with great interest:

"Lotus root flour is a very good thing, after a while, I will take the dried ones a few days ago for you to take back, you wash 3 spoons with boiling water each time, and after a while, it will become a fragrant and smooth bowl of lotus soup, but it is delicious."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Luo Yi had eaten lotus root flour before, and of course she knew that it tasted good.

"Auntie, what should we do with these remaining lotus roots?"

Mu Danchen, who was refreshed, took a step on his long legs and sat down next to Luo Yi, he leaned his head to look at the lotus root left in the basin.

"You can slice them, about 3 centimeters thick, and I'll make them into lotus root boxes and lotus crisps later." Xiao Luo, you can also help here. ”

As she spoke, she changed another basin to catch the lotus root, and put in the cool well water before standing up.

The work of the lotus root in front of him was nearing the end, and seeing that the aunt turned around to leave, Luo Yi hurriedly stood up:

"Auntie, there's no work here, I'll give you a hand."

Without waiting for the aunt to speak, Luo Yi had already grabbed the old man's elbow, and the two entered the kitchen together.

Mu Danchen grabbed the knife in his hand, watching the beautiful woman's shadow disappear, he had to shrug helplessly and bow his head to work.

"Xiao Mu, you're helping."

Liang Bo's angry voice sounded at this time, Mu Danchen looked up, and it was Liang Bo who walked in with a small basket.

In the distance, he saw the pale green basket, covered with a layer of emerald leaves, on which was a piece of red and white meat, and a fresh, fat pig's knuckle.

Presumably, today's lunch will be another very hearty meal.

"Uncle Liang, you're back."

"Hey, Uncle Li killed a pig today, and I bought some meat and came back."

Liang Boci smiled and raised the basket in his hand.

Turning his head, he raised his voice towards the kitchen:

''O old woman, the meat has been bought. ”

The aunt in the kitchen heard his call and walked out quickly.

"Old woman, you deal with this piece of meat first, I'll burn this pig's hand."

Liang Bo took out the fat pig's hand and handed the basket over.

Near noon, they were as close as a family, and they were busy with their own work and joined the team to prepare lunch.

They all gave their share of their hearts to this sumptuous lunch.

After about 40 minutes, the four of them sat around the table again. The four dishes and one soup on the table are full of color and flavor, which makes the population rush and flood. They raised their glasses and touched each other, and began to treat their hungry bellies in harmony.

A plate of attractive lotus root incense box, a pot of fragrant pork hand wild mushrooms, a plate of golden lotus root crisp, a fragrant and crisp tender white lotus root sprouts, and a light and pleasant vegetable soup, in front of everyone, with a small glass of clear and magnificent wine.

Such an extreme match greatly satisfies the noisy belly and the sensitive and picky taste buds, which is simply perfect and perfect.

"Xiao Luo, this is the lotus root sprout made by Xiao Mu, but it is fresh and tender, you can eat more."

The aunt put the lotus root buds into Luo Yi's porcelain bowl with a heartfelt smile.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Mu Danchen, who was on the side, watched expectantly as she put the tender white lotus root buds into her mouth. With a light bite, there is a crisp sound of "squeaking", and the mouth is full of fragrance and tenderness.

Turning his head, Roy gave someone an appreciative smile.

Yes!

With a bend of his eyebrows, Mu Danchen showed a mouthful of white teeth.

The two old men laughed at each other, thinking that the two children were very funny.

During the laughter, the two old men repeatedly instructed the two young people in the seat to come to this small village more often when they had time. In addition to relaxing the pressure of work and life, you can also deeply experience this beautiful rural life and appreciate the simple and beautiful scenery.

The old man's kind advice made the two young people nod their heads.

Mu Danchen, who was sitting next to Luo Yi, had the affection in his eyes, surging secretly, and there were ripples.

Next time, he will take her again to this paradise-like small village to start another dream journey and explore another dream place.

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