The next day, Friday, the day before the Qingming Festival.

In the early morning, men, women and children from all over the village set out together and began to get busy.

Those who go up to the mountains to pick wormwood, pick mountain goods, wash rice, wash vegetables to make Qingming fruits, go to the mountains, busy with farm work in the fields, shouting, laughing constantly, ringing in all corners of the village, so lively.

In April, wormwood grows vigorously, which is a good time to pick.

Long Long also carried the small basket made for him by his second uncle, and led a group of large and small radish heads to run towards Xiaoniu Mountain with joy. The elated little looks like he's going to play until he eats and then comes back.

There are generally two reasons why children get up so early during the holidays, one is that some eat, and the other is that some play.

Picking wormwood is a good thing for them to play and eat, after all, usually the adults in the family are still not worried about such a small child going to the mountain, today is different, it is a bunch of people, and it is more reassuring to take care of each other.

Unconsciously, Long Long has become the head of many children, of course, this is inseparable from Lin Musen, who called the little fat man to get Lin Musen's favor, delicious, and fun.

Lin Musen thought about the peach blossom wine all night yesterday, and he also thought of a good way, he still didn't know much about doing business or something.

He doesn't seem to be that material, and he was only responsible for the design during the entrepreneurial period, and he didn't participate in sales, so he was hidden by the fat man from such a big list last time, and he didn't know at all.

But it's impossible to set up a stall like selling fields!

So, he thought about it all night, and when Lin Musen got up in the morning, he almost became a national treasure panda with two big dark circles under his eyes, and he didn't come up with a reason.

Fortunately, he is wearing glasses now, so he can cover it up, otherwise he will be seen by acquaintances and think that he has been a thief at night.

Da Mumu has not slept well recently, since the last time he ate those two plates of lard residue, the next day he began to have a toothache (retribution!!), although he should eat and drink during the day, but at night it hurts so badly that he can't sleep, and he wants to scream a few words at the top of his throat.

really responded to that sentence, toothache is not a disease, it hurts really badly.

They didn't know if they ate something bad yesterday, and they were always moving around in the nest, and they didn't sleep well.

Therefore, the people and beasts of the old mansion were all listless and languishing this morning, and Lin Musen seemed to have encountered a female goblin last night and lingered all night, drowsy, in great contrast with the energetic appearance of the village.

In the afternoon, the breeze is gentle and the air is humid, making it a good day to take a lunch break.

"Uncle Sen, Uncle Sen, you ask Xiaolu to play with me, and also, my grandmother told you to eat Qingming fruit!!"

The little fat man ran to the old mansion out of breath and woke up Lin Musen, who was catching up on sleep.

Qingming fruit! I ate it! Of course I eat it! I have to eat it while it's hot!

As soon as Lin Musen's eyes opened, he got up and hugged the little fat man back to the second uncle's house, and the little fat man also shouted that he wanted to play with the deer, Lin Musen whistled and let the rested Meng Meng go with him, and he followed up with him, which made him smile.

"It's so delicious, it's just that I haven't eaten this taste for a long time, thank you second grandma, ahhhh

The Qingming fruit that has just been made, green and turquoise, is molded into a delicate round pastry-shaped, with an oily gloss on it, like a piece of jade. It also exudes the unique grassy fragrance of wormwood, which is very attractive.

The mold will be coated with a layer of rapeseed oil, in order to prevent the Qingming fruit from sticking to the mold, and the effect of Titian to increase the storage time.

The fragrant, glutinous and non-sticky Qingming fruit is delicious when eaten directly, and with fine white sugar, it is one of the most delicious snacks in Lin Musen's childhood.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more, be careful not to choke, the pot is still steaming crunchy fruit, leave some stomach to eat, otherwise we won't eat so much." Seeing that Lin Musen was eating so happily, the second grandmother looked at him very kindly.

"Okay, okay, it's really delicious, um~" Lin Musen nodded while eating, looking a little funny, as if he hadn't eaten for several days, and he laughed out loud when he was feeding the cute dragon.

The little fat man smiled, his round eyes were gone, and his mouth became bigger, like a ball.

Lin Musen, who was gobbling up, also laughed, almost didn't spray his face, the two of them teased each other, and there was a big and a small happy laughter in the hall, which made the second grandmother feel very warm, and she smiled more kindly with a kind face.

Crunch fruit is wrapped in diced meat, bamboo shoots, diced mushrooms, pickled vegetables, bean sprout filling, etc., made into a dumpling-shaped Qingming fruit, is a salty taste, and Lin Musen just ate the sweet is different, but also very delicious, each has its own merits.

When the crunch fruit was steamed, the second grandmother took a plate and put some out, steaming, let Lin Musen taste it, Lin Musen was not polite, picked up one with chopsticks, and started directly.

The crunch fruit tastes very fragrant, the taste of various vegetables and meat is blended with each other in it, every bite is a very satisfying and satisfying feeling, very comfortable, but relatively hot, Lin Musen can't help but take a breath of heat every time he eats, and relieve it.

Seeing that Lin Musen was eating so fast, Long Long was anxious: "Grandma, is there anything else?" I promised to give Xiaohong and them something to eat, and they also helped me pick wormwood." ”

"There must be more, a lot, Longlong, you wait, don't waste it. After saying that, the second grandmother went to fill a large plate for him, and then, Long Long took the plate and shared it with his friends, leaving Lin Musen, who was squinting, still eating.

This meal is considered an afternoon snack, but Lin Musen ate a little too much, five or six sweet ones, and three salty ones, and the portions were all full, probably because he hadn't eaten them for too long.

Saturday, Qingming Festival, the morning mist has not yet dispersed, and it is cool.

Lin Musen added a coat and went to the cemetery with the villagers who were also angry very early this morning, to sweep the graves and offer sacrifices. Da Mumu was a little curious, and he also followed.

This is the first time that Lin Musen has swept the tomb on the Qingming Festival, and he followed the villagers to walk towards the cemetery with various sacrificial items and mountains.

If you go early, you can come back early after sweeping, after all, the cemetery is still a little away, quite far, so as not to have lunch.

Along the way, it was not as solemn and solemn as Lin Musen thought, but he felt a little relaxed.

Maybe it's time that has changed people's painful memories and let them go.

Even those who can't let go, they want to show their best in front of their deceased relatives, after all, the dead are gone, and the living are like this.