Wang Yanmei looked at the reminder of the arrival of 100,000 yuan on her mobile phone, and always felt a little unreal. Then she was a little happy in her heart, but she was more worried that she hadn't sold such an expensive bayberry yet.

"Okay, that mother will call a few more aunts to help pick them in the afternoon, and then they will have to pick them one by one, and pick the red and big good fruits to give people express delivery, and the bad fruits can't be sent." Wang Yanmei said.

When Wen Shanshan heard that she was going to pick bayberry in the afternoon, she had never seen what the bayberry tree looked like in reality.

"Can I pick a piece in the afternoon?"

"No, no, no, there are many mosquitoes on the mountain, they bite people very much, and you have to go up to the trees to pick them. Shanshan, you can't do it. "Wang Yanmei refuses, Shanshan is a city baby, will climbing a tree be another story, if she falls from the tree, something will happen.

If the doll grew up in the village, it is different, there is nothing to play with when I was a child, climbing a tree is one of the few interesting activities, almost everyone has a necessary skill, and climbing trees is very proficient.

Wen Shanshan was rejected, and she was still a little lost, she really wanted to pick bayberry by herself.

Xu Qingzhi glanced at her and said, "Mom, I'm going to pick some bayberry to make sour plum soup in the afternoon, and I'll pick something under the tree that I can touch." Shanshan, do you want to pick it for me? ”

Wen Shanshan's eyes lit up, her idol was so good to her.

"Okay, okay, I know it, I'm with you."

The crow standing on the light bulb shook his little head, this woman was called by her master to work, and she was still so happy? It's really incomprehensible.

It chatted with the white cat on the ground.

"Ga~" The owner has not been active in his work recently!

The white cat pretended not to hear and played with the hemp rope under its paws.

Xu Qingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at the crow, and the crow's mouth flew away with "quack~".

Kill the crow, kill the crow, the master's eyes are about to kill the crow.

After lunch, Xu Fuqiang washed the dishes, and the two couples drove out to help again.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining, which is not suitable for picking bayberry and shipping it.

Xu Qingzhi discussed with his parents, and the temperature was just right before the sun went down. As long as you call more people, it is fast to pick up a few hundred catties.

She and Wen Shanshan went to the back mountain to pick some bayberry and came back to make sour plum soup.

Wen Shanshan likes to drink sour plum soup very much, and she especially wants to learn how to make it.

Xu Qingzhi asked Wen Shanshan to make sour plum soup, and she guided her.

The method of sour plum soup is also very simple, there is no technical content, and the bayberry and hawthorn are handled well.

Put more than half of the water in the pot and boil, add bayberry, hawthorn and licorice one by one to continue to boil, stir a few times after boiling, turn to low heat and boil for dozens of minutes.

When it has cooled, introduce the sour plum soup into a glass barrel, and when you want to drink it, you can unscrew it and drink it.

Xu Qingzhi took a cup and gave it to Wen Shanshan, glanced at the person sitting under the persimmon tree outside the door, and took another cup and handed it to her: "Bring a cup to your brother." ”

Wen Shanshan realized that she had been following Qingzhi's side, and she forgot about her brother, she stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Qingzhi, fortunately, you reminded me." I forgot that my brother was still here, so I hurried over. ”

"Let's go." Xu Qingzhi smiled.

Wen Shanshan went out with a cup of sour plum soup, "Brother, the sour plum soup that Qingzhi taught me to boil has been cooled and not hot, can you taste it?" ”

She thought that her brother bayberry could eat it, so this sour plum soup shouldn't be a big problem.

But when she thought of her brother's special body, she still carefully observed.

Wen Siran had also drunk sour plum soup before, and he didn't like sour, so all he tasted in his mouth was sour plum soup with a lot of rock sugar in his mouth, and he felt a sweet and greasy taste just by smelling the taste.

But this sour plum soup doesn't, almost as soon as you get closer, you can smell a faint scent of bayberry, which makes people feel refreshing and comfortable.

He took the sour plum soup directly and tasted it, it was sweet and not greasy in his throat, with a faint hawthorn flavor.

"Did you add rock candy?" He asked.

"No, I was worried that you were afraid of acid and wanted to add rock sugar. But I know that this bayberry tastes good, but the addition of sugar hides the taste of the bayberry itself, so I don't need to add it. Wen Shanshan saw that her brother could swallow it, and she didn't have the reaction to spit it out, so she was a little relieved.

In the past, no matter what she gave her brother to eat, her brother's first reaction was to refuse.

Now her brother is receptive to eating, and he is eating. Maybe it won't be long before her brother will be able to eat and drink completely normally.

Wen Shanshan also tasted it herself, well, the sour plum soup she made was delicious.

Xu Qingzhi also came out with a cup of sour plum soup and sat on the recliner under the persimmon tree.

"I know lightly, this sour plum soup tastes so delicious, it feels like it's a little better than yesterday." Wen Shanshan said happily.

Xu Qingzhi added Lingquan water to the sour plum soup, and the taste must be better, she replied: "Maybe you make it yourself, it will feel a little more delicious." ”

"Hahaha, too, everything you make yourself has a filter to eat. When I was a child, there were pea seeds in science textbooks, and I planted them, just a few, I didn't like peas, I thought they were delicious. Wen Shanshan took a few more sips of sour plum soup.

She was blowing the wind and looking at the large green vegetable field in front of her, and then looking farther away, there were yellow rice fields and green mountains, which was really comfortable.

Xu Qingzhi has also planted peas before, as well as winter melons, sunflowers, etc.

At that time, when I was in elementary school, I was given a computer in math class, colorful painting paper was given in art class, and seeds were given in science class.

She studied a text at that time, which probably means that as long as you grow your own vegetables and put in the labor, even the dishes you don't like will be delicious.

She firmly believed in it, so she planted her least favorite loofah on the soil next to the wall of the old house, and the vine of the loofah grew along the wall of the old house, growing a large wall, and a lot of loofahs came out.

When the loofah was ripe, her mother picked some fresh loofahs and fried them.

Xu Qingzhi tasted it, so he vomited. She recognized that the textbook was false, and she still didn't like to eat what she didn't like to eat.

However, her mother loves to eat loofahs, and they are quite fragrant, but then the loofahs are too much to eat.

Let those loofah elders hang directly on the vine to dry, and then pick it off when there is no water at all.

At this time, the loofah is empty, unlike the fresh loofah has weight, pat it on the sun-dried shell a few times, and then shake it up and down, left and right, shake the seeds down, remove the head of the loofah, peel it clean, pour out the seeds, and cut it into a piece of loofah pulp that can be used to wash dishes.

Until now, most families in the village still use loofah scoops to wash dishes, which is clean and environmentally friendly.

Xu Qingzhi thought of the loofah she planted from the space, and planned to rest for a while, and if she had nothing to do in the afternoon, she would go and chop some bamboo poles and come back, so that she could use it when she wanted to build a shelf.