Chapter Ninety-Six: It's Time to Get Busy

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In the afternoon, Wang ignored Yang's retention, packed up his things and took a group of people away. He also said: "This year has passed, and you should be busy." Let the wasteland be opened up as soon as possible. The days of spring go by very quickly, if you don't hurry up early, how can you two be busy? This kind of crop is not for play, it has to be made carefully. First open up the land, plant whatever you want, don't care if you collect more or less, get some fertilizer and nourish the land first. ”

Yang smiled: "That wasteland is going to be planted with yams." Yam is easy to serve. There are many kinds of rice that can be planted, and if you can't plant it, you can't work hard, and people are still the most important. ”

Wang nodded again and again, telling her to be careful not to get tired.

After staying for several nights, there was no reason for Laicai not to leave, and he was really afraid of Aoki and Chrysanthemum, so he didn't make a fuss when he left this time, and he didn't dare to ask for anything.

When everyone left, although Chrysanthemum was very tired after walking around the mountain for a long time, she was still busy cleaning up.

She knew that the Yang family had not been easy these days, and this was not only busy but also very tired. Now that everyone is gone, it is time for her to have a good rest, so she will not be allowed to interfere, and she will clean up and cook dinner again.

Yang was indeed tired, but the smile on his face was pleasant.

She sat at the door of the stove in the kitchen and smiled at the chrysanthemum who was busy putting away the jars: "Although I am very tired, I am also a lot relieved." Since I married your father, our family has lived a tight life, and your uncle and grandmother have often helped, and they have also helped a lot openly and secretly. This time, I can do my best in front of my wife and serve my sisters-in-law for a few days, and I am also happy in my heart. Although your second aunt has a disgusting mouth, just ignore her. Compared to those who are unreasonable, she is not very bad. Don't you see that when I get angry, she comes to make amends again? She's such a person, her mouth is broken, and her eyelids are a little shallow, so it's just that, I can't expect her to change. ”

Seeing that she was really happy, Chrysanthemum chuckled and said, "Mother, in the future, I often take my grandmother to live for a few days, and I can also tell her to rest, and you have done your filial piety." Grandma is so old and still takes a little baby, and does a lot of housework, at home is not to have spare time, to come to our house, not to let her enjoy a few days of happiness. ”

Yang said: "What do you little baby know?" She's busy and happy. Your uncle's two babies have grown up, and she is also relieved; Your second uncle's two babies are still young, and your second aunt is like this, so she can't let it go. This father and mother are still a little eccentric, but she is capable and less worried about helping the poorer. This is also a helpless thing, and you can't just ignore it.

Therefore, if there is one of the children who does not top the dragon, the father and mother will be angry, and maybe they will be tired of their sisters and brothers; As a father, it is inevitable that more attention will be put into him, and he will always think about him. ”

Chrysanthemum nodded understandingly, it was. In fact, it is not that parents are really partial, but because this is not a side matter, parents are unlikely to give up their children.

Yang asked Chrysanthemum again: "Did you call for money?" Why do I look at this baby and seem to be a little afraid of you? ”

Chrysanthemum couldn't help but laugh, and there was nothing she couldn't say to her mother: "It's to beat him." This kid is going to heaven if he doesn't fight. Mother, you don't know, if you discipline you harshly, you can still manage it. I hit him, and he didn't dare to say it to his second aunt because he understood it. This baby actually understands everything, but everyone indulged him in the past, so he wants to be a saga when he has something; If an adult coaxes a sesame seed to something big, he can cry like a lot of water. ”

Yang also smiled: "I said why was he so well-behaved when he left!" He was very obedient when he was a child, and he didn't know how he became like this. Alas! I'm afraid it's not going to be able to manage it. He doesn't care, your grandmother doesn't care, can you beat him up this time? Actually, not only your second aunt, but your grandmother is also too indulgent of him, and the old man is very soft-hearted. ”

As he was talking, Zheng Changhe came back from the field with a hoe and asked, "Mother is gone?" ”

Yang smiled: "Send it away." I'm going to keep them for another night, and my mother won't do it, saying that we should also open up the wasteland. Dad, when are we going to open up the wasteland? ”

Zheng Changhe poured some warm water, drank it all in one go, and said, "It must be fifteen, otherwise you won't be able to invite anyone." ”

The customs of the countryside, but fifteen is not the end of the year. Poor to poor, there is really no one who is desperately trying to earn money before fifteen.

The two of them discussed one by one, how much to pay a day, whether to manage one meal or two meals, because they did not buy a suitable cow, and they had to rent a cow, etc.

Chrysanthemum was busy listening to the two talking, cooking a pot of corn paste, and was about to stir-fry, when she suddenly remembered the moldy bean dregs. So he hurriedly ran to the corner, lifted the old clothes and straw covered the basket, and saw that a thin layer of gray-white fluff had grown on the bean dregs dumpling. It's just not very good, and it will take a few more days to become moldy. If it weren't for the chrysanthemums that had overheated it, it wouldn't have been moldy like this in this weather.

She couldn't help it in the end, so she picked up three of them and rinsed them, cut them into slices, and felt a little soft; If it's moldy, it's much tighter and stronger.

Yang saw that she picked up the bean dregs and came out to burn them, and hurriedly asked, "Is it done?" Woohoo! It's a layer of hair! Can you eat this? Seeing that her mother was worried, Chrysanthemum didn't want to make her uneasy, so she crushed a few pieces of bean dregs and said to Zheng Changhe: "Dad, take this and feed it to the chickens." If the chicken is fine, isn't it okay? ”

Seeing Zheng Changhe's hesitant look, Yang knew that he was distressed about the chicken, and he was afraid that there would be something wrong with the chicken, so he said angrily: "Don't you feed it yet?" Is chicken gold expensive or people gold? Zheng Changhe went out with a smile.

Chrysanthemum looked at her father's back with a smile, and said to Yang: "I think it's okay to eat." It's just to reassure my mother. The moldy beans in the sauce are much more moldy than this. ”

Yang smiled: "Am I also afraid. Be careful. I'll eat it later. ”

Now Chrysanthemum was even more amused, and said to her with disgust: "Look at what you said." If you eat badly, isn't it more troublesome? ”

Father and mother are the pillars of the family, and if you fall down, you will not be a family. Alas! Eating a moldy okara also has to be explained for a long time.

The chrysanthemum fried some fatty meat to refine the oil, then poured the bean dregs into the pot and stir-fried, added some salt and a small amount of chili sauce, added some water and boiled for a while, and then put the bean dregs into the casserole and stewed on the charcoal stove.

Stir-fry the yellow cabbage again, put it half-baked, and pour it on top of the okara when it is time to eat; Then cut some green garlic sprouts and chopped green onions and put them in, and the fragrance will float up, which is more delicious than roasted tofu with green vegetables.

Zheng Changhe came in and said with a smile: "It's okay to eat the chicken." I think people can eat it. I'll eat it later. ”

Yang and Chrysanthemum glanced at each other and laughed together.

Zheng Changhe was puzzled by the laughter of the two and asked, "What's wrong?" I'm stronger, so I can bear it. "He didn't think of eating the dead, but he was worried about eating it.

Chrysanthemum smiled: "Dad, whoever eats it will be fine." The chicken is fine if it eats it, and the person is fine if it eats it. Didn't the acorn fruit be eaten by the pig first, so I dared to use it to make tofu? You'll eat it later, I'm afraid you're really going to rush to eat it. ”

At dinner, the chicken that ate the bean dregs was still fine, and Yang really put his mind at ease. After tasting this bean dregs roasted vegetables, I felt that the taste was really delicious, so I smiled and said: "This is the same as the last time I roasted tofu with green vegetables, the taste is very full." This okara is really good. ”

Aoki and Zheng Changhe also said that it was delicious.

Chrysanthemum said: "This thing is also a dish for our poor people, if you eat it all day long, you will be afraid that it will be tasteless." It's just the recent Chinese New Year, and there is a little oil and water in my stomach, so it's just right to eat this again. ”

Yang said again: "This bean dregs is good, send some to your grandmother Huang." But she said, if you use this bean dregs to make something delicious, you have to tell her. ”

Chrysanthemum said, "Give her half of it." If we still want to eat, go back to Jishang Tofu Workshop to have a look, and if it's still clean, we can buy some back to make moldy bean dregs. ”

Yang shook his head and said, "I think it's better to use the bean dregs washed out of the homemade tofu; If you sell tofu, you must wash the okara and lose its taste, and I'm afraid that it won't taste good to make this moldy bean dregs. ”

Seeing that she was on the point, Chrysanthemum nodded with a smile: "I think so too." But there's no way, no one usually has nothing to do. ”

Zheng Changhe snorted and drank two bowls of corn paste, took a breath and said, "Worry, let's grow more beans this year." This bean can make tofu, and even bean dregs can be eaten, but it is not stronger than corn. ”

Aoki said expectantly, "I want to plant all the wasteland, too." Even if you are tired, you can collect some things. I'll go to the village tomorrow to invite anyone to see if anyone is willing to come and help open up the wasteland. ”

Zheng Changhe raised his voice and said, "Why doesn't anyone want to?" It's not yet time for spring ploughing, and they are idle at home, earning some pocket money, who wouldn't be happy? I'm still in charge of lunch. ”

Yang told Aoki not to worry: "You just have to study hard." Mother and your father keep and arrange things at home. If you don't feel at ease, when you are very busy during spring ploughing, you can take a few days off from your master and come back to help. ”

Aoki hurriedly said: "You don't need to take leave, there will be a few days off in the school then, so that everyone can come back to help." The Master is reasonable. He said that spring ploughing is a major event, and as a scholar, you can't not divide the grains without dividing them, and you must care about farming. Even if someone gains fame in the future and becomes an official, these are also matters within his jurisdiction. ”

Zheng Changhe and Yang didn't understand it, but they knew that the master did not look down on the croppers and attached great importance to farming, so they were happy.

Zheng Changhe said with a smile: "Your master is amazing, and you even know how to farm." ”

Aoki said very respectfully, "Master is the most broad-minded. He used to ask us about farming. He also told us about the places he had visited, what kind of things were grown, what the climate was like, and what they produced. Oh, the village chief said that when spring begins, he will transplant this acorn tree, and he also discussed it with the master. ”

Zheng Changhe and Yang were in awe when they heard this, this scholar talked about farming as knowledge, which made them proud, as if this kind of field was not so low. Clear.