Rustic wilderness

The frogs in the rice field were lively and noisy, and sometimes there was a sudden silence, and only one or two frog chirps set off the silence; Then all the frogs croaked in unison. Lying on the cool bed, listening to their tight and loose, fast and slow chirps, like a band.

The summer insects also murmured, obviously noisy, but more and more people felt quiet, there seemed to be only this frog singing insects in the wilderness, especially the chrysanthemum family lived alone on the side of the mountain, and there was no noisy human voice.

If you want to say that the most annoying thing about summer nights is not the heat - the chrysanthemum house leans against the side of the mountain, and there is water in front of it, and the night is not very sultry--the most annoying thing is the buzzing mosquitoes.

There is no mosquito net, so it can only be smoked with mugwort leaves, but it can still be used.

In the morning, the chrysanthemum also woke up to the sound of frogs, but the birdsong in the back mountain was suppressed, and she wondered why these frogs were not tired?

"The fragrance of rice flowers says a good year, and listens to the sound of frogs." At this time, the rice grows exceptionally strong and has already budded and flowered. The endless deep green of the fields always makes the people who check the rice fields smile and look forward to the moment of harvest.

Zheng Changhe and Yang were busy in the potato field.

That large area of yam black pressing, potato vines grow crazy, crawling everywhere, fully showing their wildness and vigorous vitality. The red vines and potato stems are covered with green leaves, and they are all green as far as the eye can see.

They began to prune the vines, chopping up the vines and feeding them to the pigs, while the surplus was piled up in the cellar.

The chrysanthemum is fried with the potato leaves and potato stems. The potato stem is to tear the skin, the potato stem that has been torn off the skin is particularly tender, it will break when touched, and it is fried with the newly listed green pepper, which is full of fragrance, and it is the best to send corn paste.

Just when the potato stem is torn, the juice dyes the fingers and nails olive green, and it takes several days to wash it to fade, so in the countryside, you want to take care of it like the people in the city, unless you don't do anything.

She also likes to eat this potato stalk very much, every time she tears this potato stalk, look at the fingers that are still very slender but dyed yellow-green, she thinks, she is still young now, and now she is just dyed some colors, and in a few years, the knuckles of these fingers will become thick, and this hand will no longer be as slender as it is now.

But so what? Living in this mountain wilderness, you can't be comfortable thinking so much.

She doesn't have to think about what kind of hand cream she wears now, she doesn't have to trim her nails very round, she doesn't have to wash dishes and wear gloves, she doesn't have to ...... She didn't seem to need anything.

Stir-fry the potato stalks to eat, peel the earliest ripe May pop-fried soybeans to make soup, stir-fry green peppers, fried cowpeas...... It's a season of vegetables, and they rush to the top of the list, making people overwhelmed, and the summer vegetables are really a lot of people compared to the somewhat monotonous winter.

On this day, Chrysanthemum went to Zhao San's house with the Yang family to see his new daughter.

The newborn baby was pink and tender, but his face was a little wrinkled, like a little old man.

People usually praise how good-looking and strong this baby is, they are more than six pounds and miles, and she must be a good girl when she grows up.

Shi Niang hugged the little baby, listening to these usual and smooth praises, but she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and happily added that it was not yet the time to be born, but I touched it yesterday and had a seizure. My mother is still worried that this baby is not good, who knows that it is very good. She is well-behaved, eats and sleeps, and does not make trouble at night, much better than when I was a child. ”

Xiaoshi is on vacation today, and he is also at home, and he didn't feel angry at all when he listened to his mother's words, and touched his face with his fingers, and happily said to the chrysanthemum, you touched, like tofu. No, it's softer than tofu. "He was the happiest.

Chrysanthemum thought to herself, the meat on the little baby's body is not the same as water, of course it is softer than tofu.

She saw that the doors and windows in the room were tightly closed, and there was no wind to penetrate, and it was really hot in the summer, and the smell in the room was a little unpleasant. If you want to persuade them to open the window, they probably won't listen, maybe they will laugh at her little girl, where do they know how to do confinement things, it is not easy to explain at that time, so they don't talk much.

But she couldn't stay any longer, and felt bored and panicked, so Grandma Shi boiled eggs for everyone to eat, so she hurried out.

The eggs dyed with red skin were boiled by Grandma Stone with a little salt, and the taste was very bad.

Yang asked Auntie, this egg is a little salty, can Shi Niang eat it? ”

Grandma Shi smiled and said that this is for hospitality. The stone lady eats another boil, and the boiled is a poached egg. You said you came to see the baby, caught a hen, and brought so many eggs, you saved and sold them, right? There are not many words that have been mentioned, and they have been saved in vain. ”

Yang smiled and looked at what the aunt said, what a happy event is this addition, and it is not worth this egg? Sorry for the people who don't talk about it. This is also the catch of the chickens fed this year because they grow well; If I hadn't had any, I wouldn't have been able to get a few eggs. ”

Because she has a close relationship with the Zhao family, she often sends food to the Zheng family, and the chickens she feeds are not raised, and the chicks hatched this year have grown more than a catty, so this stone lady did confinement, caught a chicken, and took dozens of eggs, this gift is very rich, so the stone grandmother will say so.

Chrysanthemum ate two eggs, and suddenly remembered Liu Xiaomei's plums, which should be able to be eaten now, I only ate peaches and apricots a few days ago, and this plum was later, but she called to eat it.

So, she said to the Yang family, I went to my little sister's house to take a look. ”

Yang saw that it was difficult for her to come out to play, and said busily, you go, I'll go home and cook later, it's okay for you to go shopping for a while. ”

Chrysanthemum came to the yard of Liu Xiaomei's house, and saw a group of chickens digging grass insects under the roots of the fence yard, but the yard was quiet, without a trace of human sound.

Chrysanthemum raised her voice and shouted Little sister, little sister"

But I saw Liu Sanshun walking out of the house, carrying a fish basket in his hand, and when he saw Chrysanthemum, he smiled and said Chrysanthemum, come in and sit. ”

Chrysanthemum walked into the yard, saw that he was carrying a fish basket in his hand, and asked Brother Sanshun, are you going to net fish again? ”

Liu Sanshun didn't expect that the chrysanthemum would come to his house at this hour, and the joy in his heart came up like a blister, and he smiled and said that he went in the morning. My little sister thought she was going to hunt pigweed - this pig was fed an extra one, but it was sad that she didn't eat it. ”

Chrysanthemum smiled and said that it would be good to wait a few more months. My little sister is not at home, so I'll come back next time," he said, and prepared to leave.

"Chrysanthemum, wait a minute." Liu Sanshun hurriedly called her to stop.

He looked at Chrysanthemum with a smile, thinking that she was afraid that she was here to eat plums, so he said to Chrysanthemum My plums can be eaten, I will pick some for you. ”

Chrysanthemum thought to herself, it's okay, save me a second trip, it's nothing to be embarrassed about.

So he smiled and said to Liu San by the way, then I'm not welcome. Haven't you eaten yet? ”

Liu Sanshun took a small basket and led the chrysanthemum to the backyard, saying to her that it was not enough. So he picked up some of the trees that had fallen and ate them. This plum tree is not easy to manage, and when the plums are almost ripe, they always have worms. The plum that had been so good had an insect eye, and then it fell from the tree. My little sister and I caught a lot of insects, otherwise, this plum tree would be finished. ”

Chrysanthemum tried hard to take out some measures to control insect pests from memory, but it was blank, she was not a farmer, and the point she remembered was not perfect, so she had to give up.

This plum tree was short, with many branches and leaves, and it was full of plums, so that the branches were bent and drooping; There are also a lot of plums under the tree, all of which are reddened, and they look attractive.

Liu Sanshun saw her looking at the plums on the ground, so he said to her, don't look at the plums that fell down, they are not good, and they are not sweet; After all, it was eaten by insects, and the taste faded. ”

As he spoke, he picked the larger plums and began to pick them.

Chrysanthemum looked at this plum tree, and said to Liu San whether there were too many branches of this tree? Wouldn't it be better to prune some at the beginning of spring? If our potato vine grows too much, we have to cut some of it, otherwise the potato won't grow a lot. Isn't this plum tree a li'er? ”

Liu Sanshun thought about it, nodded and said then I'll try it next year. Sishun burned the smoked insects with wormwood that day, and it was not bad. In the future, when your plum tree grows up, you can also use this method, which is more convenient than catching insects. ”

Standing under the plum tree, picking plums, talking to chrysanthemums, and waving to drive away the "buzzing" bees for her, Liu Sanshun felt very happy, comfortable, and warm.

He chuckled, and from time to time he looked sideways at the chrysanthemum, teaching the chrysanthemum which plums were ripe. There is a faint flush in the green, which is ripe; If the whole plum is turquoise, it must not be ripe.

Chrysanthemum looked at this little fat man, he was only wearing a coarse cloth shoulder, and there was a little fishy smell on his body, and his eyebrows and eyes were stretched with a smile, and somehow, he suddenly wanted to laugh too.

That round face is not much different from Liu Xiaomei, Liu Xiaomei smiled very cutely; Liu Sanshun's smile definitely can't be described as "cute".

Very rich? Neither is it.

Very likable? It's OK.

She commented in her heart, and couldn't help but smile crookedly, and felt that she was not happy to laugh naturally, but laughed for the sake of laughing at him, which was not very kind, and she was afraid that he would see it, so she turned her head to cover it up.

Liu Sanshun looked at the smiling chrysanthemum, and somehow, he felt that she was laughing.

But what's the point?

Laugh and laugh, he likes to stand under the plum tree with her and laugh, and likes to pick plums and children with her.

When he saw Chrysanthemum turn her head, her hair was hanging from a plum branch, and he hurriedly said to her, don't move, her hair was hanging up. ”

Chrysanthemum also felt that her hair was pulling and hurting, and she didn't dare to move, thinking that this was the price of laughing at others.

Liu Sanshun gently helped her to free her hair from under the plum branches, and when she saw that the hair was picked up and lifted up, she raised her hand to smooth her, but she felt that it would not work, and she had to use a comb.

He smiled at the chrysanthemum, and his hair was a little messy. Why don't you use your little sister's comb to comb it? ”

Chrysanthemum shook her head and said it's not in the way, let it go, and get it back home. ”

After picking half a basket of green plums, Liu Sanshun stopped. He looked at the chrysanthemum, went back to the house, poured more than a pound of small fish, put it in a small basket, and handed it to the chrysanthemum along with the plum.

Chrysanthemum hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Give me so many plums, so what's the mile?" Not much can be plucked from a single tree. I'll just take a small half, otherwise there are so many people in your family, how can there be enough to eat? He said resolutely.

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