Although Zhang Meiyu was not in the mood, she still struggled to make dinner, scalded a plate of shepherd's cabbage, cut shredded pickles, and there were two leftover vegetable cakes for lunch. The mother and son ate this meal very dullly, and the family has been living a depressed and aggrieved life for a while, always looking panicked, and Mingli didn't feel that there was anything wrong today.

Mingfang was the first to put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Brother, do you know how to weave straw?"

"What? What do you want to do with the grass?" Liu Mingli also put down the bowl, of course he didn't understand.

Ming Fang said seriously: "I picked some purslane and purslane seeds in the field today, and I want to try planting them in the open space to the west of our house, and then we will have green vegetables to eat." ”

Mingli jumped up when he heard this: "Xiaofang, don't you really make the river soak your brain, do you? This winter, you want to grow vegetables? It's the crops in our team, and he doesn't dare to say that he grows vegetables in winter?"

"Don't worry, my brain is not broken, you also know that brother, shepherd's cabbage and purslane are cold-resistant, and if you give them a little sunshine, it will be brilliant. ”

Zhang Meiyu was worried about another thing: "If people see it, will it say about us?"

"Mother, the wild vegetables that grow in the idle area of my yard, who can say anything! I am not afraid, I want to fill my stomach first, and my life is important. ”

Seeing that Zhang Meiyu didn't say anything anymore, Liu Mingfang instructed her brother: "Brother, at this time, while it's still dark, let's turn the ground over first." ”

The two brothers and sisters each had a shovel, and they turned over the ground and loosened the soil next to the west side of the house, and in the cold wind of dusk, Mingfang was tired and sweating profusely after a while.

Ming Fang straightened her waist and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, this little body had never done heavy work, and she was so tired that she was panting.

"Don't do it, this little work, my brother can do it alone. ”

Mingfang watched Mingli work hard with one spade after another: "First turn over a piece of land to try planting, and then expand the scale if it is successful." ”

Mingli spat at the palm of his hand: "You are tossing blindly, how can seedlings grow in the winter?"

"Hey brother, I found out, there are reeds outside our east wall, I'll cut some tomorrow and come back, can you help me weave grass?"

"It's best to weave that thing millet straw, weave it out thick and warm, and use reeds to beat the toddler to block the wind, but the warmth is much worse, and there is a straw rope in the room. It takes a lot of effort to cut the reeds, and when my brother comes back from work, I will cut them. ”

The brother and sister worked in the dark for more than two hours, turning over a piece of land of about ten square meters before returning to the house to rest.

The next day, Zhang Meiyu's mother and son went out to work, Mingfang picked out the branches yesterday, one by one with a kitchen knife to sharpen the roots, the newly turned vegetable field is close to the west wall of the house, the north side is more than one person high adobe wall, Mingfang started from the north wall, the west side and the south side of the vegetable field with branches densely planted in a circle, only in the south opened a small door, the small door is also made of branches, fixed with iron wire. To build a shed on it, you have to use a thicker wooden stick to make it strong to prevent it from collapsing due to snow, and you have to ask my brother to help with this work.

Mingfang was busy all morning, put down the work in his hand and went into the house to wash his hands, and heard someone shouting outside: "Liu Mingfang, there is mail! Is Liu Mingfang at home?"

Mingfang ran out of the courtyard door when she heard the sound and saw a dark-faced postman in his forties standing at the door pushing a green bicycle. The postman asked her name, asked her to sign, handed her a notice to pick up the mail, got into the car and rode away.

Mingfang repeatedly looked at the list and it was indeed her name, she was confused, and said that she had no relatives and no friends in the field, who would send her an email? If Liu Mingfang's cheap father sent something back, he should also write the name of Zhang Meiyu or Mingli? Mingfang put the pickup notice into her pocket and entered the hospital, anyway, she would know it when she went to the post office!

Seeing that the mother and brother are about to get off work. Mingfang hurriedly went to the space clinic to scoop a bowl of cornmeal, took a ham sausage and three eggs, chopped the ham and stir-fried cabbage as it was yesterday, poured the eggs and shepherd's cabbage into the cornmeal, put water and kneaded it into a dough and pasted the cake.

She said in her heart that this method is good, eggs into the cornmeal paste, you can't see it at all, and it can also increase nutrition. Zhang Meiyu's body is really thin, and her brother is seventeen years old, not tall and thin, they should eat some meat, eggs and milk to supplement nutrition. This year, not to mention nutrition, it is good that melons and vegetables can fill their stomachs.

Before she came to Liu's house, Zhang Meiyu cooked and cut pickles in the morning and evening, and she was reluctant to cut a few more, for fear that the poor pickles would not be able to last for a winter. Jia Mingfang liked to eat all kinds of small pickles in her last life, such as shredded mustard, shredded bracken, small radish, and sweet garlic...... Oh yes, her hospital should have some.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one at home, Mingfang entered the space again, and dragged out her jar of pickled vegetables from the corner of the clinic, and sure enough, there were a lot of small white radishes she pickled in it. She reached out and fished out two, covered the jar and put it back in its place, out of the space. Rinse it with water a little, cut it into shreds, put vinegar, and she tasted it, it was not salty, crisp and delicious. There was sesame oil in the space, she didn't dare to put it, that thing was very fragrant, it was a rare luxury in these years, and it was bound to be exposed when you ate it.

Zhang Meiyu and Mingli picked up the vegetable cake, and Mingli took a bite and exclaimed: "What's in this cake, why is it so soft and delicious?"

Mingfang pretended to be stupid, so she smiled: "Little sister, I have a good skill in pasting cakes!

Stir-fried Chinese cabbage with ham, eggs with shepherd's cabbage and cornmeal stickers, can this rice not be delicious?

Mingli ate it so sweetly: "I just said, Xiaofang will cook every day in the future!"

"I cook every day, then you are full, hurry up and cut the reeds. I'm waiting to be planted. ”

On the east side of the courtyard is a steep slope with reeds growing in and around it, and a pond at the bottom of the slope. This pond is crossed by a small river. The river skirts the village and rushes all the way into the distance. Liujiatun is really idyllic and beautiful.

At noon, the sun was shining, and the foot of the sunny embankment was a little slippery. The sickle in Mingli's hand flew up and down, cutting the reeds with a swish, and Mingfang took the reeds cut by his brother home one by one. The brother and sister worked together until the team rang the bell, and there was already a lot of reeds in her yard.

Mingli clapped his hands and picked up the shovel: "Get these first, it's not enough." ”

Li Hongbao sat in class, lay on the desk and took a nap, then opened his eyes. He didn't hear a word of what the teacher said. At this moment, he touched the sugar cube in his pocket and thought about Liu Mingfang again. He was scolded by his father and was honest for a few days. But he hadn't seen Mingfang for a few days, and he really wanted her to think about it. Fifteen-year-old Li Hongbao is still in the fifth grade of primary school, the teacher speaks dryly on the podium, but the students do not study very hard, Li Hongbao has already repeated the grade three times, and he is like a camel in the flock when he stops in the class. His sister-in-law Li Honghua is one year younger than him, and she went to the club to study in the first year of junior high school.

Li Hongbao's heart flew early, and when the bell rang for the end of class, he grabbed a cloth bag and ran out first, forgetting to bring his schoolbag. As soon as Liu Wugang, who was a few years younger than him, and Li Pang saw him, he chased after him.

Liu Wugang ran and whispered to Li Pang: "Li Pang, I'll see that girl later, let's do this, do you hear?"

Li Pang laughed when he heard this, and nodded: "I know, you can see." ”

Mingfang went to the post office to pick up the mail in the afternoon. At lunch, she asked Zhang Meiyu for the household registration book, saying that she received the email today, Zhang Meiyu's eyes immediately lit up, and she said happily that your father's mail was back, and it can be regarded as a letter.

When Mingfang got the package, the name of the mailer written on it was Lin Zishan.

Lin Zishan? Where did Ming Fangxin say that Lin Zishan came from, don't you know? Could it be some relative of the Liu family? She couldn't find a trace from the memory of the original owner.

She couldn't wait to open the package at the post office counter, which contained cookies, bread, a hero pen, and a delicate notebook. A note fell out of the package, and Mingfang picked it up, a few short words. "Hello Liu Mingfang, thank you for helping that day and sending a little something, not a tribute. Best wishes. Lin Zi Mountain"

Oh! Dare to love that little fresh meat! That kid's good-looking face and good-sounding Beijing accent immediately emerged, Mingfang pouted and smiled, you have a little conscience!

Mingfang took the mail home, and took advantage of the good weather to go around the field to dig up the shepherd's cabbage. She didn't have much to gain today, it was almost dark, and the basket was not yet full. She was going to dig again and go home. Li Hongbao snorted and ran from a distance.

Liu Wugang and Li Pang lay down on a dirt hill, of course, Liu Mingfang didn't notice the two heads looking at this side.

Li Hongbao ran to Mingfang and calmed down his breath a little: "Mingfang, it's so cold in the ground, you come to dig vegetables again? Don't dig it, this is for you to ......"

As he spoke, Li Hongbao handed the cloth bag in his hand to Ming Fang: "This is white noodles, how fragrant the white flour cake is, it's for you to eat." ”

Ming Fang was stunned for a moment, if it was something else, but this is white noodles! In her previous life, she ate white flour steamed buns and white flour cakes every day, which was not rare at all. But this year is different, ordinary people all year round except for the New Year's holiday, it is really rare to eat a meal of white noodles. Looking at Zhang Meiyu's noodle jar, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat a meal of white-flour dumplings during the Chinese New Year!

Li Hongbao saw that Liu Mingfang did not object, and looked excited: "You take it, my father and sister don't know." And this ......"

As he spoke, he pulled out two pieces of candy from his pocket. To say that candy is also a rare thing in these years, usually children can't eat it at all, Li Hongbao himself is reluctant to eat it, and he leaves it to Liu Mingfang, his heart is also true.

But his father and mother, none of the sister-in-law did not oppose her Liu family, so she naturally had to stay away from Li Hongbao.

Ming Fangxin said, ouch, I really want this white noodles, what method can I use, so that I don't take other people's soft hands in vain?