Chapter 121: The Vegetable Garden of Dreams

The aunt seemed to think of something, she stroked Luo Yi's hand and suddenly paused:

''Oh, it's noon, have you eaten?'' ”

Without waiting for them to reply, she immediately said:

"I must have not eaten yet, I'll cook for you now."

With that, she hurriedly stood up.

"Oh yes, yes, you see I'm confused. The old woman hurried to cook, but don't starve Xiao Mu and Xiao Luo. ”

Liang Bo slapped his thigh, frowned and blamed his old fool for forgetting such an important matter.

"It's okay Uncle Liang, Xiao Luo and I ate something in the car, and we're not hungry yet."

Mu Danchen couldn't see the old man's self-blame, so he hurriedly explained to the two old men.

"Yes, Uncle Liang, we're not hungry yet."

Luo Yi also hurriedly helped.

In fact, they only ate porridge and bread this morning, and there was no dry food prepared in the car, and now they are indeed a little hungry. But in order to reassure the old man, they had to open their eyes and tell white lies.

"It's noon, you're hungry, so I'll cook for you. Old man, go to the fishpond and catch a fish and come back, and I'll kill a chicken for them. ”

As soon as he heard that he was catching fish and killing chickens, Mu Danchen couldn't sit still, he quickly stood up and grabbed the aunt who turned around to leave:

"Auntie, don't bother, let's just eat some simple home-cooked food. You know, I love your eggplant stew. ”

"That's not good, how can you do it without meat, no, no."

Liang Bo shook his head violently when he heard this.

"Otherwise, Uncle Liang, let's go catch a fish and come back, and there is really no need to kill chickens."

Knowing that the old man was as stubborn as a child, Mu Danchen thought of a compromise solution.

Liang Bo looked at Mu Danchen, who was a head taller than him, and thought about it, it was now more than 12 o'clock at noon, and no matter how fast he wanted to kill the chickens, he would have to eat at nearly half past one, and he would really starve them by then. Besides, it's okay to kill the chicken at dinner.

After figuring it out, Liang Bo nodded and agreed:

"Okay, then I'll catch a fish and come back."

He looked lovingly at Roy, who was standing aside:

"Xiao Luo, you and Xiao Mu sit here for a while, and I'll catch a fat fish for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Liang, I'll follow my aunt to the kitchen to help."

The aunt happily took her hand:

"Okay, let's go to the back of the house and pick vegetables later."

"Uncle Liang, then I'll go catch fish with you."

Mu Danchen glanced at Luo Yi, who was standing next to his aunt and smiling, his bright smile was extremely eye-catching.

In this way, Luo Yi and Aunt turned around and went to the kitchen, and Mu Danchen and Liang Bo went out with tools.

Luo Yi followed the steady aunt to the kitchen, which was a kitchen with good air permeability and lighting, and the bright midday sun reflected in front of the window lattice, making the whole kitchen bright.

The clean and tidy kitchen is not large, and the first thing that catches your eye is a simple wooden cabinet about one person high. Its simple style and pure natural tree rings, like the wooden chair and square wooden table they sat on just now, are probably from Liang Bo's thick and dexterous hands, simple and sturdy.

Looking through the wooden cabinet, there are several washed and cleaned pots of different sizes on a simple four-tiered wooden shelf, and all kinds of kitchen utensils hang from the wooden hooks next to the shelves.

Looking ahead, on a large brick stove, a large iron cauldron rests on it, which should be a large woks for stir-frying.

Seeing this big wok, Luo Yi's mind drifted back to the past as in his previous life.

In the past, he once told her that the stir-fry should be done in this large iron wok, and the stir-fried vegetables are particularly fragrant and delicious.

Retracting her distant thoughts, she blinked her eyes and looked at Chai He, who was about half a person tall behind the kitchen.

Firewood is divided into two kinds, the left is placed dry branches, the right is placed dried straw, they are stacked one by one, stacked together, stacked neatly, without any messy and messy feeling.

The whole kitchen is very clean and tidy, bright and bright, although there is no very modern decoration and kitchen utensils, but it is full of the warmth and simplicity of the countryside.

"Xiao Luo, let me tell you, Xiao Mu likes to eat the stewed eggplant I made the most, and he has to eat this every time he comes back, what about you? What do you like to eat? Auntie will do it for you in a moment. ”

While cleaning the rice cooker used at noon, the aunt looked at Luo Yi kindly.

"Auntie, I will eat whatever you want, I'm not a picky eater."

When the aunt heard this, she grinned.

"It's good not to be picky eaters, now the children in the city are very picky eaters, and they don't want to eat this or that, which is very bad for the body. Xiao Luo, we'll go to the field in a while, and when you like it, you can pick it up, and your aunt will make something to eat for you. ”

Luo Yi smiled lightly and opened the clay jar containing rice and scooped the rice with the bamboo tube inside:

"Well, thank you, Auntie."

A bamboo tube of slender and long crystalline rice grains was gently poured into a clean pot by Luo Yi, and Aunt Boci smiled and walked to the well outside the door to wash it.

Luo Yi came over to help fetch water, and the cooperation between the two was natural and harmonious, without the slightest deliberateness and discomfort.

Pressing the white button of the rice cooker, the aunt carried the vegetable basket woven by Liang Bo and took Luo Yi to the back of the house through the side door.

Standing under the leafy shade, the cool breeze blew softly, and the elegant fragrance of the few blooming clusters of golden osmanthus behind the house was soaked into Luo Yi's beautiful nose, which was really fragrant.

"Xiao Luo, look, this whole vegetable field belongs to our family, you can pick whatever you like to eat, and pick it back for your aunt to make for you."

The vegetable field in front of you is a real vegetable garden, and at a glance, it almost includes seasonal vegetables and fruits in autumn.

They are of great variety and are planted by the elderly in patches and areas on the land, on fences, and on wooden shelves.

The colorful fruits and vegetables present a beautiful scene of the harvest season.

Luo Yi's eyes widened, she was curious to know how many vegetables and fruits she knew.

She first looked at the half-human-high fence that was climbing up the vegetable patch, and there were small green peas and long and short white jade beans.

Look to the vegetables on the left: lettuce, bok choy, bitter lettuce, sweet potato, eggplant, cauliflower, carrot, white radish, leek, tomato.

Move your gaze to the wooden shelves on the left: hairy melon, small winter melon, cucumber, loofah, pumpkin, white melon.

Look at the wooden shelves on the right: clusters of agate-like purple-black grapes hanging from palm-sized green leaves. Adjacent to them is the passion fruit, which is known as the "king of juices" among the long green vines, like small lanterns that are green, red, or purple.

For a moment, the indifferent Luo Yi couldn't help but be a little stunned.

This is the vegetable garden of her dreams, with melons, fruits, and flowers.

Luo Yi happily walked into the dry mud road of the vegetable field, she happily touched this, touched that, and the smile on her face was as bright as a child.

She has always had a wish that her future house will have a small courtyard, so that she can grow her favorite vegetables, fruits, flowers and plants.

Watch them grow their branches and green leaves, day after day, year after year, growing taller, blooming colorful flowers and bearing sweet and delicious fruits.

She accompanied them from the spring when the earth recovered, to the summer when the sun was scorching, through the autumn when the melons and fruits were abundant, and through the cold winter when the snowflakes were flying.

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