Chapter 317: The Night Banquet

Xia Mo is naturally not the master who just watches the eighth child suffer and does nothing himself. After harvesting the wheat, she was the one who harvested the wheat, and she enthusiastically invited the old man to stay and eat the harvest meal.

This is the rule of Zhuangzi, after the autumn harvest, everyone gets together, each family takes something, and the women dig a stove to cook on the drying field together, and eat a harvest meal together, which is happy and lively. After Xia Mo found out, as long as they were in Beijing, Xia Mo would eat with them. They were not allowed to come out, they were all given by themselves, only by their own people. I also know that the old man has never seen this, so it's fresh, just have fun.

Xia Mo went to the farmhouse with her husband, but her husband lied every time, but if she really went home with him to eat, it was really not as fun as in tourist attractions.

This time, we harvested wheat and some fresh vegetables. Let the mother-in-law of the farmer come in, Xia Mo thought about it yesterday, let the old man feel a real farmhouse, and let the brothers feel emotional.

It is a serious peasant meal, thin flour cakes made of fresh wheat flour, rolled thinly, steamed over high heat, that is, the fragrance of fresh noodles;

Killing a big fat pig, and the scene of killing pigs is the children's favorite to watch, they have all hunted, but the problem is that this kind of farmer killing pigs and hunting are two different things, and they all know that this pig is killed to be eaten immediately, and it makes people look forward to it.

Large pieces of meat and bones are stewed in a huge iron pot, the big iron pot Kangxi and a few older brothers, and Ce Ling have seen it, it is a big marching pot used in the army, but I have seen it, and I have never eaten it in this pot. The food they eat is made by a small stove alone, and the little brothers like Eighteen, they can only stare at it with big eyes, they really haven't seen it, just swallowing saliva, they feel delicious when they look at it.

The pork belly and moldy dried vegetables were steamed thoroughly in the big bowl, bowl after bowl, the big cage drawer was almost a person high, and the princes watched everyone gather together to cut meat. I'm already going to faint. But for the first time, I felt that meat could be eaten like this. When the meat is later put on the table, it melts in the mouth, and the moldy dried vegetables are fresh and salty, sandwiched in the cake, and even the tongue can eat it;

The pig red is poured into blood sausage, steamed, boiled into the sauerkraut pot, sour and spicy, and it is best to eat it at night in the autumn breeze;

There are also those pork offal, fresh slices and pepper cauldron stir-frying, this is the freshest, directly taken out of the pig's belly and put into the pot, the taste can be different from what they usually eat, of course they don't eat this, these are all scraps, the royal family has seen these, even if they have eaten, it is also a small plate that is done, especially delicate. I won't let you see what it was made of. It's good now, take a shovel as a spatula, and recruit in that cauldron, the fragrance is exaggerated, but the surrounding of the drying field is full of choking and fragrant smells, which makes the mouth water.

The old man experienced a fun with the people this time, but Xia Mo really didn't dare to let them eat with the villagers, so he still set up a big tent on the edge of the drying field, and Li Dequan and them tested the vegetables for poison before sending them in.

In fact, in this way, the farmers can also be at ease, they are very familiar with the eight, and they are already very open, otherwise they are afraid that they will not even be able to hold the knife to kill the pig. When the old man and they returned to sit down after a visit, they made a fuss outside, and they entertained themselves, just like a bonfire party.

Baozi came back from the bath, and finally became a little popular, sat next to the old man, grabbed a dough cake, rolled up the meat with moldy dried vegetables, and handed it to the old man. I didn't let anyone do it, so I rolled one for myself and ate it in two bites. After a day of labor, my stomach is already hungry.

"Buns, eat some food." Xia Mo roared, she had given up hope for buns, but the old man was too, he was such an adult, and he didn't know how to maintain it. What do you like to eat steamed buns, the old man actually loves to eat too, otherwise why are the grandparents and grandchildren so good? Now the two of them are eating a lot of meat, and they don't care about the fat dripping at all.

"Dried vegetables are also vegetables!" The bun roared back and wrapped himself with another one.

The dumplings are much better, he put some moldy dried vegetables in the dough cake, a little fresh greens, and added some fried and tender yellow eggs. Think about it, he took a small piece of lean meat with the tip of his chopsticks and put it in the middle, how did he find it. Then wrap it squarely, hold it with both hands, and eat it slowly, the action is very elegant.

Wowo was lazy, and pounced directly on Ce Ling, Wo Wo and Bu Bu are good, and they are very familiar with Ce Ling, Ce Ling originally thought that Wo Wo likes herself, but after Wo Wo sat down, he looked at the dough with blank eyes.

Ce Ling is also a former father, and he is busy wrapping him up roughly. You have to feed him. Because Wowo was very pitiful, he stretched out his little hand and showed him the invisible wound on his hand.

Ce Ling actually didn't see the wound, but thinking about the idea of picking up ears of wheat behind his brothers' butts with such an idea, it was hard enough, his little face was red, how pitiful, feed him a meal, it's nothing.

Ce Ling was moved, she sighed all day, or the eighth sister-in-law will teach the child, such a little child. I knew about education, and I knew that I had brought Bubu with me, and I could get some education and save myself from stupid play all day long.

Ce Ling didn't expect that he asked Chun Yu to take Bubu and stay away from the children of the eighth family, and Chun Yu didn't bother to conflict with him, so when Ce Ling was in Beijing these days, he didn't bring Bu Bu out, otherwise Bu Bu wouldn't follow?

But Xia Mo was so angry that she couldn't yell out again, staring at Wowo, Wowo was blindfolded, and she didn't see it. Celing is embarrassed, and now I know why Bubu said, 'Aunt is so terrible, Bubu likes uncle** words.'" That's like being a mother."

The eighth came up and drank a big bowl of soup, which really tired him to death, don't look at it like that, pointing to the buns and dumplings to cut, it will have to be tomorrow morning, so he cut it, and his hands are about to break, and what is even more annoying is that those bad brothers are looking at it very happily one by one, and none of them came out to help themselves, what kind of person? It's too much.

He felt that he was dying, and when he was cutting the wheat, Lao Ba made a new decision to be kind to the farmers, which is really not a human job. O his hands! It's hard to hold a scythe. In order to finish it early, he didn't even drink water, and finished it in one go, for fear that he wouldn't have the courage to finish it if he stopped. After drinking a big bowl of broth, the eighth man relieved his breath and looked at the old man who couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh if you want, aren't you here to laugh at your son?" The old eight is already very thick-skinned, so it doesn't matter if there is one more time.

"It's not. I'm here to see you doing business! The old man has a straight face, of course the old man doesn't see it that way, the old man took a sip of wine and glanced at the old man, "What do you think?" ”

"It's not easy to do anything!" The old eight are full of faces! took the dumplings and handed them over to fold the square dough, tears were in their eyes, the dumplings were intimate, what a good boy. But as soon as I got it, I was taken by Sisi.

"The dumplings are vegetarian, you can't get used to them." Sisi took a big bite of course, and then looked at the dumplings with a smile, "It's delicious!" ”

The dumpling lowered his head shyly and smiled, took another dough cake, took a large piece of meat in it, and then evenly put the dishes that the eighth child liked to eat, wrapped it fat and then handed it to the eighth child.

This time it was robbed by Lao Qi. The reason is, 'Uncle Qi likes Tuanzi so much, and Uncle Qi is sad that Tuanzi doesn't give Uncle Qi a bag.'" The seventh showed his evil crocodile tears again, and the eighth was embarrassed to rob him.

Baozi shook his head, rolled it casually, and handed it to his poor father, "Although it doesn't look good as the dumpling, no one will grab it." ”

The eighth man was moved, and was about to get it, but the old man coughed, and the bun turned directly, handed the dough directly to the old man, and smiled, "Huang Ma Fa, you eat, Bao Zi likes Huang Ma Fa the most." ”

The eighth decided to rely on himself, this life is really unbearable. The dumplings are better than the white-eyed wolf of Baozi.

A small plate was handed over, and on it were several small bread rolls wrapped beautifully, and Xia Mo stood on the side with a smile.

Xia Mo Bao is not easy for others to grab, the old man tastes it, Xia Mo didn't grab the plate to him, but immediately sent a bowl of soup, "You eat less meat, be careful of accumulating food at night." ”

The old man calmed down, and the eighth finally had something to eat, and the dumplings were good-natured to the uncles to eat, so well-behaved that he didn't look like a child.

Now everyone is not jealous of Lao Ba and others, and now they are jealous that he has such a lovely son. Such a well-behaved, such a beautiful child, how did you really give birth.

The biggest advantage of the harvest meal is that the crisis of the eighth child has also been lifted, and the brothers have eaten a very comfortable meal after seeing the miserable situation of the eighth child, and they have not spent a few dollars on the eighth child, but it makes everyone happy.

The brotherly love is redeemed, mainly because everyone also understands that the old couple doesn't have that heart, if they really have that heart, they won't let people see that he is afraid of his wife.

When the old man left in the evening, he also smiled, he was originally going to have a banquet in Changchun Garden, let their brothers have a drink together, and talk about it, it's okay, man. Yesterday, when Xia Mo said that he wanted to fix the old eight and the children and let him come to see, he immediately thought that he could use Xia Mo's harvest rice to achieve his goal. Sure enough, the effect is better now, and the old man is very proud of his old treacherous slippery.

But the question is, those Fujin can't be fooled so easily, right? Xia Mo felt pressured. Pointing at the old man? The old man said, let yourself hide, maybe don't go out now, just stay in the Zhuangzi? Xia Mo was a little confused, but the Zhuangzi was really comfortable, looking at the smiling faces of the villagers, Xia Mo felt much more at ease.

Dear people, what is it, I wonder if fresh wheat can be eaten right away, should it be dried in the sun? Today, I saw someone drying grain on the road, and I deliberately got out of the car to take a look. Little P is really illiterate.