In the seventh year of Yongping, it was the weather in May, the sun was shining, and the weather was already a little hot and dry, so people were only allowed to wear a single dress. In the courtyard of the second entrance, chrysanthemums are sharing iris and mugwort leaves with grapes and others - tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Chestnuts, where have they gone, why haven't they made a sound for a long time?"

Chrysanthemum picks out two straight and green iris and puts them on the mugwort leaves that have been divided, and the mugwort leaves are also two in one piece, and there are hundreds of them in the yard. Aunt Liu tied each portion tightly with straw, called a boy named Huang Mai to carry it, and sent it to the door of each house to put it on.

Grape smiled: "Except for the back garden, where else can they go If they go out, we can also see it from here."

Chrysanthemum nodded, picked up a bouquet of mugwort leaves and smelled it, and said to Aunt Liu: "Wait until it is dried and soak in a bath." These days, I feel a little itchy in Chapter 490 Vegetable Zhenghui (1). ”

Aunt Liu responded with a smile, and urged Chrysanthemum: "Young grandma go and rest, it's almost divided, it's better to go to the house and take a look at the cherry dumplings, the little potato brother should also wake up."

As he was talking, a soft child's voice came from the main room: "Mother!"

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoxi came out of the house with a little baby who was still walking unsteadily.

Chrysanthemum hurriedly greeted him, picked him up, kissed him on the forehead, and asked, "Yam, why don't you sleep more?"

The little potato arm put his arm around his mother's neck, and said with a smile: "Brother...... Sister of the family!"

Chrysanthemum carried him into the house and said, "Brother, they are coming back, maybe bring something delicious to eat for the yams."

Yam was born on the third day of the seventh month of the sixth year of Yongping, and now he is two months away from being one year old.

It is said that the nephew is like an uncle, and the nephew is like an aunt, so it is not surprising that the children of the Zheng family and the Zhang family are somewhat similar in appearance. The appearance of this potato tiger head and tiger brain is very similar to Aoki, and it is also somewhat similar to the gourd when he was a child.

However, it's just like it, in fact, this baby is very unlucky.

People say that "dragons give birth to nine sons, and nine sons are different". It's the same with the babies of the common people. The eyes of the yam look like Chapter 4900 Vegetable Zhenghui (1) Dad, which is also narrow and long, more precisely, slender, and inevitably looks a little small; The nose looks like an uncle, but it is not as high as the bridge of the uncle's nose, and it is a bit collapsed.

Therefore, two points, this baby is not very good-looking. When he laughed, his eyes were almost squinted into a slit, and with a collapsed nose, he was a little stunned.

Chrysanthemum looked at her son depressedly, obviously at first glance. It's more like Aoki, and it's like a locust seed, but it doesn't have the characteristics of an uncle and father at all. She was distressed, and for a while, motherhood was overflowing, so she didn't admit that her son was ugly, so she said to everyone, look at how honest he laughs, just like his uncle. If it looks stocky and stocky, it will be called a potato.

Huaizi hurriedly agreed, saying that this name is good, and it has the style of father and grandfather.

Because of his honest and ugly appearance, the potato has received more love from his mother and father, even surpassing the second sister red pepper, which is also "a blessing for Saiong to lose his horse".

His brothers and sisters were rebelling in the backyard right now.

Seven or eight babies gathered in the backyard. Four or five of them, both male and female, were scattered under the two willow trees and near the bamboo grove by the courtyard wall, turning over the soil under the trees with small hoes, and taking out a lot of cicada chrysalis and putting them in small baskets.

Although it is not common to know cicadas at this time, they are obviously very experienced and will not be busy in vain, because last year this place was the most known. Especially under the willow tree, so I dug here.

Two other older boys stood under a tall oak tree, looking up at the canopy. This tree is not a new seedling planted at the beginning of the year, but a half-sized oak tree transplanted from somewhere else, so it is taller than other oak trees.

Through the dense branches and leaves, I saw a little boy of seven or eight years old. It was clinging to the trunk of a tree like a gecko, and stretched out its arm to reach the three-pronged tree overhead, where there was a bird's nest.

When he touched a lot of eggs in the bird's nest, the boy suddenly grinned, revealing two front teeth, which made people laugh. This baby has a slightly dark complexion, a small body with a sturdy and capable body, black eyebrows and handsome eyes, and it turned out to be a chestnut.

He was not polite, took the eggs in a nest, tore a small cloth bag from his waist, put the eggs in it, carefully tied them to his waist, and then hugged the trunk with both hands and quickly slid down. When he reached the thick root of the tree below, he kicked and flicked his legs, and jumped off the ground with a "stagger", without a little accent, as light as a cat.

The little babies surrounded them with a "hula" and asked, "Cousin chestnut, I got it" "Brother, how many are there" "Let's go, the old bird will come back later, and it will peck people fiercely." ”

Everyone gathered around the chestnut, their eyes glued to the cloth bag in his hand, and walked towards the northwest corner of the courtyard.

There was a square earthen stove built out of adobe on the grass, but there was no pot. The little babies sat on the grass and discussed burning bird eggs and roasting them.

"My mother knew this and fried it for us to eat, it was very fragrant. It's the same with the fire we use to make the kang. The kang must be burnt and crispy. "Eight-year-old Shallot already looks like a little lady, but what she says is not ladylike at all.

A four- or five-year-old boy with a hijab looks like a baby of the Zheng family, this is the third child of the Zheng family - the nickname is soybean! Yongping was born on the eighth day of May in the third year and is four years old this year. He is more delicate than the eldest brother gourd, more naughty than the second brother cucumber, a pair of eyes are bonely, and the clever appearance is no longer wrong to call soybeans.

Huang Dou spoke very neatly, and said like a little adult: "Big brother go and pull some firewood and grass; The second brother was washed; The chestnut cousin was tired of climbing the tree, so he rested; Uncle Jing'er burns the fire; Sister Shallot will know about the red pepper roasted bird eggs and kang later, and that's what the girl does......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the three-year-old red pepper pinching his waist and asking, "Then what are you doing by yourself?"

Red pepper is the daughter of Chrysanthemum born on June 16 in the fourth year of Yongping. She was born early in the morning, and when she was born, she cried so loudly that she suppressed the birdsong in the back mountain. Later, everyone unanimously decided that the baby's nickname was Chili, because it was a female baby, and it was also called Red Pepper, which sounded more pleasing.

The red pepper looks like a chrysanthemum, and the eyebrows and eyes are similar. However, this is also a mutated variety: Chrysanthemum's eyes are quiet, and when it comes to her face, the bones turn, and a lake of rippling waves, its elves are strange, no less than the Zheng family's soybeans, and her temper is also very impatient.

Huang Dou laughed and said, "I'm still ...... young"

Chestnut didn't allow him to finish at all, and interrupted him: "It's just that Xiaocai wants you to work, and the errands are all done by Xiaowa." Who let you be born later than us, if you have the ability, you will not be able to be the boss if you were born a few years earlier"

The nine-year-old gourd ordered, "You go ahead with Uncle Jing'er." Uncle Jing'er went to the pond to pinch a lotus leaf; You go to the front kitchen and bring us the barbed wire for the barbecue. I know that I have to put it on the net so that I can't be confused. ”

The tone is unmistakable, and it is very bossy.

Red Pepper grimaced at him and winked, meaning to say look at you for being lazy.

Huang Dou didn't explicitly refuse, but turned his head to Qingshan and coquettishly said, "Uncle......"

Shallot didn't allow him to finish speaking, and then scolded: "Uncle is an elder, and you can assign it, why don't you go and get it, and then ask Aunt Cherry to order salt, and bring a pair of chopsticks and a bowl." If you don't go, you can do it, you want to eat when you go back, and I won't take you when you go out to play next time. ”

Seven-year-old cucumber Si Sven sat down, looked at his younger brother and shook his head and sighed: "Why is it so eyeless to tell my aunt, 'I can't recognize the form', Bai Chang looks smart, he will be cautious, stupid to death!"

Which of these brothers and sisters is easy to mess with, and it is really unwise to play sloppy with them.

Huang Dou was hit repeatedly, but he was not depressed at all, jumped up with a smile, and said to Xiao Shallot: "Sister Shallot, you wait for it, I will quickly bring the barbed wire and bowl, I will run very fast." After saying that, he went to the ground, and Xiaojing'er also smiled and went to pinch the lotus leaves.

Chestnut, gourd and a few other big ones have been studying in school for a few years, he looked at the back of the soybean, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "The child can be taught!" It's okay to be obedient like this earlier, and I feel comfortable until I am beaten up. ”

provoked the gourd and shallots to purse their lips and chuckle together, and the red pepper laughed loudly and crisply - as long as the soybeans were deflated, she would be happy.

Qingshan is almost the same as Zheng Changhe, a little naïve, cheerful and practical, he asked his nephews and nephews: "It's just six bird eggs, it's so small, why don't we go to my sister's to steal a few eggs."

The gourd didn't squeak, and there seemed to be a smile on the lips; Both chestnuts and cucumbers rolled their eyes.

Xiao Shallot asked depressedly: "Uncle, are you so hungry, but you are just playing, why do you burn so many eggs, you can't eat at night if you eat too much." Besides, even if you want to burn eggs, just tell my mother directly, just bring a few, why do you want to let your grandmother know, and scold you. ”

Qingshan scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I heard my father say yesterday that he stole the family's eggs when he was a child, which was funny...... Oh, the eldest brother and brother-in-law also stole it. ”

Chestnut said: "What year and month did my father say that when he was poor, he was poor, and the eggs had to be kept and sold for money, and he had no taste in his mouth, so he stole the old lady's eggs with his uncle and boiled them." My uncle eats a round belly all day long, and he is hungry for eggs."

Shallot didn't talk to them, picked up the small basket with the cicada chrysalis, beckoned the cucumber to get up, and went to the cistern in the middle of the vegetable garden to wash it.

It turned out that the cistern was built in the middle of the vegetable garden, but instead of digging a well, it was filled with water from the mountain with bamboo.

This was one of the original ideas of Chrysanthemum: to connect the home to natural tap water.

The area is already rich in water, and when a large area of bamboo and trees cover the mountain, the groundwater on the mountain is also abundant under the protection of above-ground vegetation.

First, dig a well in the high ground of the mountain, then select a thick bamboo, cut a quarter of the bamboo, open the joints, and fix it to the ground with a bracket. Then put the thinner end of the second moso bamboo inside the thick root of the first moso bamboo, one by one, and draw the water from the well on the mountain. Due to the natural terrain difference, the water is constantly flowing down from the mountain.

Because the family counted the high terrain of the back garden, Huaizi asked people to build a three- or four-foot high cistern in the back garden, and then divided several passages with bamboo to lead the water to the kitchen and various courtyards.

Thanks to my sisters for their support of Ugly Chrysanthemum!!