At the thought of fragrant and sweet rice, Chen Dashan was hungry.

Stomach growling.

Rice, don't vegetables he can do five bowls.

No, he'll have to go back up the hill and see if there's any fungus to pick up.

If you can pick up some more mushrooms, you can take them to the Gu family tomorrow morning to sell.

After selling the money, I will buy some candy for my daughter-in-law and go back.

However, it's unlikely, the mushroom thing is squeamish.

When it rained yesterday afternoon, they grew like crazy, and today they are all old.

……

Mrs. Chen's side also got up early in the morning to make breakfast after Chen Dashan left.

She remembered that her eldest granddaughter had been fed last night, and she was very happy.

When a woman is confined, she still has to eat better and see some meat.

Otherwise, adults can't take care of themselves, where is there milk for children?

Pregnant women need to eat good things to make up for it.

What do you want to eat?

She turned her gaze to the tub.

The shrimp in the wooden basin are still sleeping, and many of them are sleeping on their sides.

She grabbed a handful of them casually, chanted Amitabha Buddha in her mouth, pulled off the shrimp tail in her hand, and squeezed it into the bowl, and the shrimp tail meat fell into the bowl.

After squeezing out the shrimp tail in her hand, she removed the shrimp line, grabbed two handfuls of rice, scooped it, and put it in a casserole to cook.

This casserole used to be specially used to simmer medicine, also known as a medicine bowl.

She lit a fire in the yard and specialized in cooking porridge.

I cleaned the shrimp head again, put it in the pan and fried it.

The fried shrimp head is put out, and the pot is not washed, scoop a scoop of water into it, boil it and some batter, and make do with half a bowl.

The batter is hard to swallow.

She doesn't like to drink, but Chen Dashan will come back to drink it in a while.

The shrimp tail porridge had to be cooked for a while, so she added two lumps of firewood to it, went outside to cut the grass, and came back to feed the chickens.

Chop the grass, mix some chaff, and then use rice water and Yihe, it is chicken food.

When she arrived at the chicken coop, she was stunned.

Who will tell her how the three old hens laid six eggs?

The old hen lays one egg a day, which is already very good, but her chickens lay two eggs a day?

Didn't you forget to accept it yesterday?

She remembers getting up in the morning and collecting the eggs.

How can a chicken lay two eggs?

She muttered in her heart, picked up the eggs and took them back, and as soon as she got out of the chicken coop, she found that the two loads of firewood that Chen Dashan picked up yesterday were black on the fire.

Blinded?

She walked over with the eggs, and it was amazing to see.

Overnight, the firewood was covered with black fungus.

There are large and large flowers, and there are small flowers that have just grown.

Black fungus.

Fresh black fungus.

She hurriedly sent the eggs back and came over with bamboo sticks to pick black fungus.

One by one, it's really nice to see people.

I didn't expect my son to go to fetch a bundle of firewood, but it was still firewood that could make money.

She went up and picked off the big black fungus with her hands and feet, and moved the firewood to a place where the sun could not be blessed, and poured it with water again.

When Chen Dashan came back, he saw Mrs. Chen pouring water on the firewood, and hurriedly asked:

"Mother, what are you doing? How do you pour water on a fire? ”

Mrs. Chen looked back and saw that he was back, smiled very happily, and said, "There will be black fungus on this firewood, and I will water it." ”

Chen Dashan was very surprised.

Long black fungus?

No way?

"You see, I picked such a large pile of black fungus in the morning and watered the firewood, and it is estimated that it will grow tomorrow."

Mrs. Chen excitedly showed him the fresh black fungus she had taken off.

Chen Dashan was a little stunned, and after a long while, he grabbed Mrs. Chen's arm and said excitedly: "Mother, our family is really transferred." ”

Mrs. Chen also agreed, saying: "I see it, our family has been going downhill in the past few years, and as soon as the eldest girl comes, our family's blessings will also come." ”

Chen Dashan nodded again and again, and said, "That's not it, it's not dawn when I arrived in the town this morning......

He told Mrs. Chen all the things he had done to the town today, and showed her all the rice cakes, fabrics, and rice.

Mrs. Chen touched the fabric and looked in a trance.

Once upon a time, she wore this fabric.

"Mother, what kind of cloth is this? It's so soft to the touch. ”

Mrs. Chen gathered her thoughts and said, "This is the best silk." ”

She touched the fabric and couldn't put it down.

This cloth is really beautiful, and the dyeing is very exquisite.

Half of it is pink and white, and half of it is pink and pink.

The further down the color, the more vivid, the bottom is the color of the Xifu begonia bud, pink and tender, very good-looking.

This specifies which lady's clothes are from.

Such a precious cloth must be cut by a good tailor, how can it be cut?

They used it to make clothes for the little begonias, and they couldn't use up three sets of them.

Twenty texts, value.

"Mother, look at the rice I bought, the owner of the Yongxing grain store gave me all the rest in order to make room for the warehouse, and I bought more than I bought.

It's all good rice, no mold, no lumps, and no insect bites. ”

Mrs. Chen put down the fabric and went to see the rice.

After living in Hehuan Yang Village for so many years, she is no longer a person who does not distinguish between grains and limbs.

She is already a real peasant woman.

Whether the rice is good or not can be seen by looking at the color and fullness.

All the rice that Dashan bought back was good rice.

A few years ago, when there was a war, rice was sold for more than 30 years, but after the war stopped, the price of grain came down somewhat.

In the following years, the year was not good, and the rice harvest failed.

The price has risen again, dozens of cents.

The past two years have only been slightly better, and they will be below ten yuan.

Some time ago, when she went to be a dowry, she also inquired, and at that time it was still a pound.

Despite this, who can afford to eat in the average person?

In addition to paying rent, they also have to pay all kinds of taxes, and all those who can't get the money are paid with grain.

A family of five grows 100 acres of land, and the food is not enough to eat all year round.

Fortunately, they are close to the mountains and rivers here, and in addition to begging for food from the mountains, they can also beg for food from the river.

Otherwise, people will have to starve to death.

But her son actually bought forty catties for forty yuan!

Oh my God, I can't imagine it.

"Mother, what did you cook, it's so fragrant." Chen Dashan was already hungry, and when he smelled the fragrance of shrimp tail porridge, he hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Chen then remembered that Chen Dashan and Chen Liu had not yet eaten breakfast.

She hurriedly said, "Oops, I forgot the porridge I cooked."

You hurry up and eat the paste, leave it in the pot for you, and I'll bring the porridge to Guilan. ”

"Mother, you're busy with you, I'll send it to her." Chen Dashan went to bring up the casserole, brought out the porridge, and filled two large bowls for Chen Liu's to serve.

Chen Liu slept and was much better.

Seeing Chen Dashan coming to deliver food, he said, "You're back." ”

"Hmm." Chen Dashan told Chen Liu about all the good things he encountered in the market.

Chen Liu was surprised, looked at the little begonia again, and said:

"Are you saying that our family has been transferred, and it's all because of the girl?"