Chen Dashan smiled and said, "It's going to be done right away, it's going to be done right away."

It's half done, and if you don't let me do it, I'll have a lump in my heart and I won't be able to sleep all night. ”

Mrs. Chen was very angry, but she also knew that this child's temper was not the same virtue as that dead ghost?

"You can do it if you like, it's not me who is tired anyway." Mrs. Chen left angrily.

Chen Dashan looked at his mother's back, smiled, and began to put stones again.

After all the stones were arranged, he looked left and right at his masterpiece and felt satisfied.

After moving stones and getting dirt in his hands, he went to the river to wash his hands.

When he went to wash, he copied out a handful of shrimp with his hands.

He himself was taken aback, and after realizing that it was a shrimp, he fixed his eyes on the water.

The surface of the river is densely packed with shrimp.

One by one, they all slept sideways.

He was overjoyed, and hurriedly went home to tell Mrs. Chen.

As soon as Mrs. Chen heard him say that there were shrimp in the river, she copied a handful when she washed her hands, immediately poured the mushrooms in the basket on the ground, and followed him to the river.

Chen Dashan scooped a bamboo basket and a bamboo basket.

Dear mother, there are too many shrimps.

The basket is almost full.

Chen Dashan said: "Mother, these shrimps will probably stink tomorrow when they go home." ”

"Let's get it back and fry it first." Mrs. Chen said.

So, Chen Dashan carried the basket on his back.

Mrs. Chen was afraid that the bottom of the basket was not strong, so she followed behind and held the point.

When they went home, Mrs. Chen hurried to make a fire and burn oil.

Chen Dashan put the basket on the wooden basin, brought the well water, and poured a scoop into the basket.

It's a clear water.

He passed a bamboo shrimp here, and sent it to Mrs. Chen.

When the oil in the pan is hot, pour the shrimp into it.

As soon as the pot lid was lid, the shrimp couldn't jump twice and died.

The fried red ones were fished out.

The mushrooms in the sieve were also poured on the ground, and the sieve was used to hold the shrimp.

The shrimp were fried and filled with two large sieves.

The mother and son were also busy enough.

Despite this, Chen Dashan did not forget to send a bowl to Chen Liu's family, so that she could peel it and eat it without anything.

Chen Liu was a little restless.

It's a full moon today, but my mother-in-law insists on letting her stay in bed.

Alas.

Mrs. Chen and Chen Dashan finished frying the shrimp, and most of the oil was gone.

Mrs. Chen said, "Is this oil enough for tomorrow?" ”

"Aren't you going to kill the pig tomorrow? We'll just get through it then. ”

"Tomorrow is very busy, can you take care of it?" Mrs. Chen said.

"I can take care of it." Chen Dashan said.

Mrs. Chen didn't say anything, she couldn't take care of it, and now it's too late to say anything.

She brought out the oil, and Wang Jiabao led the cook.

There are still some differences between this kind of chef and the chef in the restaurant.

The chef in the restaurant may not be able to cook a big pot of dishes.

The chef who makes the big pot of dishes can't make the taste of the chef in the restaurant.

When the village holds red and white ceremonies, they are all looking for this kind of cook.

The cook came in a peaceful cart, with his cooking furniture on it, and even a big iron pot.

He's coming over tonight to build the stove.

Mrs. Chen hurriedly brought out some of the freshly fried shrimp at home for them to eat.

The cook tasted one, and Wang Jiabao also tasted one.

They are all people who do not lack food, and no one can starve their husbands when they are hungry.

Wang Jiabao's family kills pigs, and of course he is not hungry for this.

They ate two shrimps and began to start with their hands and mud, building a stove.

Chef Deng is a veteran, and he is also very skilled in building the stove, and it will be done in a short time, and the iron pot will be put on it, just right.

In order not to smoke his eyes when cooking, he also deliberately set aside a place for smoking, and connected it with an iron cylinder to float the smoke to a high place.

They had built the stove and set up the table for the cupboard, and then they were leaving.

Chen Dashan said: "It's better to stay at home and sleep, save and run around." ”

Wang Jiabao said: "I have a place to sleep at home, you remember to boil water early tomorrow to scald the pig." ”

"Oh good." Chen Dashan responded.

After sending them away, Mrs. Chen said, "We can't sleep." ”

"What else do you do?" Chen Dashan asked.

Mrs. Chen said: "The yeast in the morning has been distributed, we have to distribute the noodles tonight, and we have to steam the buns tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll make a meeting." Chen Dashan said.

So, Mrs. Chen asked him to clean up the jar, poured all the miscellaneous noodles at home and the half bag of cornmeal given by the grain store today, and then mixed it with white flour.

Of course, there is still a lot of white flour.

Mrs. Chen put some sugar in it, and then poured the yeast into it, added water, and asked him to go and make peace.

It's not too tiring to have a little noodles, but it's tiring enough to choke with such a large piece of noodles.

Fortunately, Chen Dashan's strength is great.

He lay on his stomach at the mouth of the tank, bent over and with his face, as if playing with mud.

Mixing noodles is a technical job, either soft or hard, too soft steamed bun will not be formed.

It's too hard, and the steamed bun can smash the dog and chirp.

Mrs. Chen looked at the large piece of noodles in the jar, and she would be able to send a large jar tomorrow morning.

She said, "It's okay, you go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow morning." ”

Chen Dashan responded.

He was a little uneasy and went out with the bucket.

He had to pick up some water.

When I came back from picking up water, I was a little worried that there was not enough firewood, so I chopped another pile of firewood.

After chopping firewood, he didn't feel tired.

However, sleep still has to be slept.

He wiped himself and went down to the bed.

The daughter-in-law is still waiting for him to solve problems.

He drank the milk and went to sleep, because he had something in his heart and could not sleep.

I always think about things related to tomorrow's full moon banquet, sometimes chopping wood, sometimes carrying water, and sometimes looking for tables, chairs and benches.

Little Begonia snorted, and he suddenly woke up.

Only then did I realize that I had fallen asleep unconsciously.

He felt as if he wasn't asleep, but he was actually dreaming again.

He didn't remember what he dreamed of.

He sat up, found that there was light in the yard, went to the window and looked out, and saw that Mrs. Chen didn't know what time she got up, and started boiling hot water early.

"Why don't you sleep?" Chen Liu asked.

Chen Dashan said: "I'm not sleepy, you can take the girl to sleep." ”

"I'm panicking." Chen Liu said.

Chen Dashan leaned over to help her solve her problems.

Then he kissed her on the forehead and said, "I'm up." ”

"Hmm." Chen Liu snorted.

She thought that today was the full moon, and she was going out to help.

However, the girl must be fed first.

Chen Dashan got up and swept the house and yard clean.

Today's table should be set outside, so the open space outside should be swept away.

The ducks in the yard are still there.

These guys don't go out until the hour.

They all lay quietly in the yard and did not run around.

After a while, a dog barked outside.

It came from the east end of the village.

Chen Dashan said: "Eighty percent of the king butcher is here, I'll go and see." ”