Chapter Seventy-Nine: Happiness Gets Sick

Next, people kept picking up the old turtle, Zhao Dazui and Aoki both picked it up, and even Xiaopanting picked up a turtle. I wanted to come to this black fish to eat fish and shrimp, but I had nowhere to talk to turtles and turtles, so the turtles and turtles in this pond actually survived.

Of course, these turtles and turtles that were picked up were all given chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemum let go of a turtle that was more than a pound, and the other two or three pounds all laughed. Meizi, Liu Xiaomei, and Xiaoyan hurriedly used straw to bale this iron lump; Xiao Shi looked at it excitedly, and asked Chrysanthemum with a smile: "Sister Chrysanthemum, will I go to Goudan's house for dinner with you tomorrow?" ”

Chrysanthemum touched his head and said, "Hey! But I have to tell your mother. This thing is very supplemental, and I will cook one for your mother to eat when I go back, so that she and your little sister can make up for it. ”

Little Stone smiled and agreed.

Li Gengtian was relieved to see that someone had finally picked up the old turtle and gave it to the chrysanthemum, as if he had completed the task, and he was also very happy to see the chrysanthemum.

However, this bargain in the world has never been easy to get - the chrysanthemum has a turtle and an old turtle, and tomorrow noon there is a group of delicious ghosts to deal with - this group of guys wants to go to her house to taste the braised turtle in unison.

Chrysanthemum said busily, Ming'er burned the old turtle at Meizi's house, and those who wanted to go should go. She said to Meizi again, anyway, there are a lot of fish in the past two days, so it's a big deal to cook a pot of fish like noon today, plus this braised turtle, and a pot of braised loach, to ensure that they can eat up a pot of rice.

Meizi listened and nodded repeatedly. But she was a little worried, her family is not like Chrysanthemum and Liu Xiaomei's family, she has an elder brother, she is just a younger brother, and she is very young. Alas! Doesn't it matter, isn't it just a meal!

It was getting dark, and Chrysanthemum felt a little cold. In fact, it was already cold, but she was busy watching the excitement, and she didn't feel it; As soon as the catch came to an end, she came back to her senses, and naturally knew that it was cold.

She was blown cold by the cold wind, she couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly said to Meizi: "Let's go back first, it's so cold."

Meizi looked at the pond with two eyes, and said reluctantly: "Won't you go back with them?" ”

Liu Xiaomei said: "Just go back to the village and wait." Don't you still catch fish at night? Chrysanthemum first came to my house to bake the fire. Li Jinxiang also strongly invited her.

Chrysanthemum shook her head and said, "No, I'll go home first." I don't look at the fish at night. I'm going to freeze and get sick! After saying hello to Aoki, Aoki hurriedly urged her to go first.

Chrysanthemum is also very depressed, looking at the old lady of Huang Da Yanzi who has stood for so long, it is fine, but she is like a sick seedling, and it is uncomfortable when the wind blows.

Meizi couldn't, so she and Jin Xiang and a few others sent the chrysanthemum home first before returning to the village.

Zhang Huai watched the chrysanthemum leave worriedly. After Chrysanthemum left, he asked Aoki, "What's wrong with Chrysanthemum?" ”

Aoki said regretfully, "I feel cold and go home first." I should have let her go first. When my mother went out, she said hello, but I forgot. ”

Zhang Huai was silent when he heard this, but he was secretly worried in his heart.

Standing in the wilderness and watching the excitement of the day, Chrysanthemum really froze, and at night she felt that her nose was stuffy and her body was heavy, her eyes were swollen and her brain hurt, so she was busy boiling a bowl of ginger soup and drinking it and went to bed early, and let Yang and them light the lamp for a long time, and cleaned up all the fish they shared, and she didn't know.

Chrysanthemum didn't get well the next day, so she said to Aoki, who was going to the fish pond today, "Let them all go to Meizi's house for dinner at noon." I taught my little sister to cook this old turtle and bring it over, she has learned to cook fish, you all go to her house at noon. ”

Aoki hurriedly agreed, and told her, "You just have to rest and ignore them." It doesn't matter whose house they eat. ”

Yang also said: "Isn't it." If it's good, it's not a big deal to help cook a meal and everyone get together to have fun; I'm sick now, how can I care about all this? You should stay at home and don't go out to get some air. ”

Chrysanthemum obediently responded. She has been living a comfortable life lately, and she is in a good mood, but she doesn't want to be sick for several days during the New Year. Isn't that a lot of food that you can't eat, and a lot of excitement that you can't see? It's inconclusive. This kind of strong New Year's atmosphere in the countryside, she hasn't felt it for a long time, and she can't miss it!

Therefore, at noon, Meizi and Liu Xiaomei came to see her and comforted her not to worry, they just came to see if she was okay and would not eat here.

Chrysanthemum couldn't help but smile: "If you want to eat here, you can't do it!" I can't stand it. Come, I'll teach you how to burn this old turtle. When it's done, take it away, and at noon you go where you go to eat. ”

Zheng Changhe has already cleaned up the old turtle. Chrysanthemum left only an old turtle and a turtle to raise, and taught Liu Xiaomei to burn the remaining two. After it was burned, he didn't leave it, and directly let Liu Xiaomei and the others take it away.

On this day, the chrysanthemums were nested in the fire bucket, and they didn't even go out of the door, and the rice was brought to the hall by the Yang family to eat.

But by the next evening, although the cold did not get worse, it still did not get better. As soon as she was anxious, she didn't care about her face and decided to use the soil method to cure her.

So he asked Zheng Changhe to kill more than a pound of loaches, wash them and set them aside, first fried some ginger slices and garlic cloves in an oil pot, then added soy sauce and a small amount of vinegar and stir-fried a few times, added water, salt, increased a spoonful of hot sauce and a few green garlic seedlings, and put aside a big spoonful of fat meat refined oil to cook the soup base.

When the soup boiled, pour the loach into it, boil it twice, put aside some chopped green onions and coriander, and it was served.

At dinner, I soaked rice in this hot and spicy soup, ate a big bowl of hot food, and ate a lot of loaches and green garlic sprouts, and ate sweaty all over my head, and sure enough, I felt a lot of light.

Her father and brother were also attracted by this loach, according to the method taught by Chrysanthemum, clamped the head of the loach, put its body into the mouth and sucked gently, the meat fell off into the mouth, leaving only a clean bone.

Yang smiled: "It's so good." Woohoo! I used to burn the loaches, and I gnawed hard to death every time. Isn't it cheap to eat like this? ”

Zheng Changhe and Aoki also smiled and nodded.

Aoki ate for a while, and said to Chrysanthemum: "At Liu Sanshun's house at noon, I grabbed the old turtle meat and ate it." He stopped and smiled again: "Liu Xiaomei's fish roast pickles are also good, and they were also robbed." But it's still not as good as my sister's. His expression was very happy and proud.

Chrysanthemum looked at her brother's happy smile and asked, "Why did you go to Liu Xiaomei's house to eat again?" Didn't you talk about eating at Meizi's house? ”

Aoki said: "Everyone is embarrassed to go - she doesn't have a male baby at home, and the dog's eggs are so big." So I went to Liu Sanshun's house, which was a lot more comfortable. ”

Chrysanthemum nodded, it was indeed so. She asked again, "Brother, how many fish miles have you divided today?" ”

Aoki said: "Seven or eight pounds." Our family divided a total of sixteen catties of fish. More than in previous years. ”

Yang asked Chrysanthemum, "Chrysanthemum, what fish do you still want to eat?" The mother kept it, so she pickled the small fish. ”

Chrysanthemum hurriedly said: "Mother, no need." Isn't there a bucket of loaches? This loach can't die if it's raised, let's eat it slowly; Let's marinate the big carp and the black fish. The small miscellaneous fish are left to cook and eat freshly, and the others are also pickled, and it will be a bowl of vegetables next year. ”

Yang agreed, and went to sleep with chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemum also felt sweaty, just took the quilt to cover her head and slept overnight, just afraid that tomorrow will be fine. So I washed it hastily and went to bed.

In the morning, Chrysanthemum felt that the symptoms of nasal congestion and headache had been much better, so she was relieved. And she felt that after eating this spicy loach this time, her face was not as allergic and painful as eating shrimp paste. Although she didn't know what the reason was, it was a good thing that it didn't hurt, and she didn't bother to think about it. There is also a bucket of loaches, which can be eaten and addicted.

As soon as she got up, she heard the rooster in the yard crying "cluck-cluck-" and hurriedly came out to take a look, it turned out that Zheng Changhe had caught a hen, and it was the feathers on the neck of the chicken; Yang grabbed the chicken's feet with both hands to prevent it from moving, and there was a bowl with water next to it, which seemed to be the blood of the chicken.

This posture is to kill the chicken!

Chrysanthemum hurriedly asked, "Mother, what are you doing to kill chickens?" ”

Yang said: "I have long said that I want to kill a chicken and stew ginseng to eat you, but I have not killed it." I see that your body is not well maintained, what can you do if you are always sick? ”

When Chrysanthemum heard this, she hurriedly stopped Zheng Changhe's hand holding the knife - he was fine, and Mao was about to take the knife. The chicken's neck was exposed to the air by an empty white skin, and it struggled pitifully, but Yang grabbed its foot and couldn't move.

She said to Yang: "Mother, this body cultivation is not a matter of one or two days, how can you be in a hurry?" It's not something that can be raised by eating a chicken. Now that the Chinese New Year is coming, there is fish and meat at home, and these things are not enough for me to eat? I think it's better not to kill first; After the New Year, spring is up, and these things at home are also eaten, and then kill chickens, how good! ”

Yang looked at Zheng Changhe hesitantly, and then looked down at the chicken, but he didn't know what to do.

Chrysanthemum said again: "Mother, you killed the stew, and I don't want to eat it." Right now, I want to eat this fresh loach, where did you let me get my stomach to eat such things? ”

Zheng Changhe listened and hurriedly said, "Then don't kill it first." Chrysanthemum is right, the loach is delicious. After eating, I sweated, and people were comfortable. Let's wait until next year to kill this chicken. ”

Yang had no choice but to reply: "Then let's kill it after the New Year." At that time, the chicks also grew up. So saying, he lifted the white-skinned hen from her neck and threw it into the yard.

The hen that survived the catastrophe "clucked" and ran away quickly, thinking that it was also frightened just now, and it looked at the chrysanthemum for a while.

The fish pond is over, and the rest is to go about their own business. Aoki cleaned up the front and back of the house, and removed the weeds, and put things together neatly, although it was still a thatched eaves and soil wall, but the yard looked much cleaner and tidy.

Under the sun, Chrysanthemum stroked the hard rice in the sieve (cooked glutinous rice was dried) with her hands, smooth and slippery, picked up a handful, the silver rice leaked from her fingers, "bang" crisp sound, the sound is pleasant.

Dry it a little more, and you can fry the fried rice to make sugar.

Zhao San's familiar voice came from the gate of the courtyard: "Chrysanthemum, are you alright?" ”

Chrysanthemum looked up and saw his family coming to the courtyard with a smile, followed by Huang Dazi's old lady.

Xiaoshi rushed forward, took Chrysanthemum's hand and said, "Sister Chrysanthemum, are you okay?" ”

Chrysanthemum smiled, "Okay." Third uncle, come in and sit. ”

Shi Niang smiled: "What are you sitting on?" The New Year's Day is busy to death, delaying your work. We're here to grind acorn tofu. The people of this village, come back together, your family can't turn around, so I came first with Grandma Huang. Your third uncle is here to help grind. ”

Zheng Changhe and Yang were busy, one of them was cleaning the pig pen and the other was in the kitchen.

Thank you for supporting the book friends of the ugly chrysanthemum, and I wish you all a happy life! Clear