080: This black pot, wild celery does not carry it (ask for votes and ask for collection)

Yun Aiguo picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth and chewed it twice.

"The chicken offal is delicious, grandpa likes it."

"Dad likes to eat chicken butts, Mianmian, almost gnaw the chicken legs, it's not delicious when it's cold."

Although Yun Yongcheng felt that Mei Cuiping's heart was biased to the sky, the object of Mei Cuiping's eccentricity was Mianmian, and he was happy in his heart and was willing to let Mei Cuiping spoil Mianmian so eccentricly.

Under the pampering gaze of her grandparents, Yun Mian directly grabbed the chicken in the bowl and gnawed it.

Today's consumption is too great, and I have to make up for it, and then I have the strength to grow a little food in the space to subsidize my family.

After dinner, it was not dark yet, Yun Yongcheng carried a hoe to the ground, Yun Aiguo took the basket and prepared to go to the field to cut pigweed.

Now it is not the collective labor of the production team, every household in the village has pigs, and they have to use robbing to cut pigweed, and it will be gone if it is late.

The sow at home gave birth to cubs, Yun Aiguo was afraid that the sow would be hungry and could not produce milk, so the old couple discussed it when they cooked dinner, and decided to cut more pigweed and come back to chop it, saying that two catties of coarse salt came back to pickle the pigweed in a large wooden barrel, and there was no need to worry about the sow running out of food after storing pig food.

Yun Mian was full of food, and suddenly felt a lot more energetic, the feeling of being hollowed out was gone, she sat on the bench beautifully, watched her grandfather take the basket and prepare to go out, and asked in a busy voice: "Grandpa, are you going to cut pigweed in the field again?" ”

Yun Aiguo looked back at her with a smile on his face, thinking that she wanted to follow again.

"Cut more pigweed and come back to our sow piglets to store, so as not to enter the autumn, you can't cut the pigweed, it's getting dark, and Mianmian can't go to the ground with grandpa."

There are many graves in the ground, and the village rules are that after evening, children should not be taken to the ground, for fear of scaring the children into losing their souls.

Yun Mian: "Grandpa, I saw a lot of wild celery in the field today, why didn't anyone cut those wild celery?" ”

Today, I went to water the rice field, Yun Mian found that the wild celery in the field grew one by one, not ordinary, artemisia, artemisia, artemisia and knotweed, I didn't see a few roots, it should have been cut home by the villagers as pigweed, but wild celery is more yin than artemisia and artemisia, and knotweed is more able to raise pigs, after all, it is a wild vegetable that everyone can eat.

Yun Mian wondered in her heart.

Yun Aiguo: "You can't cut those wild celery from the field and feed them to the pigs." ”

"Grandpa, why?"

Yun Mian instantly turned into a curious baby.

Yun Aiguo was in a hurry to go to the field to grab pigweed, but looking at Yun Mian's curious little appearance, he was not in a hurry, and stopped and patiently told his little granddaughter.

"Because those wild celery are poisonous, a few years ago, a ploughing cow on the production team was poisoned by eating wild celery from the field."

Whether wild celery is poisonous or not, Yun Mian knows better than anyone else.

In her previous life, for a period of time, she was penniless, and was chased by debt collectors, and in desperation, she hid in the mountains and ate wild celery and wild fruits for several days in a row, thanks to which she survived those days.

The old scalper on the production team was poisoned, and it should have eaten something else.

This black pot, wild celery does not back.

"Grandpa, wild celery is not poisonous, I have eaten it all, remove the leaves of wild celery, wash it and cut it into sections and fry it with pork, it is very fragrant and fragrant."

Mei Cuiping, who was brushing the dishes, heard this, and directly threw the half-brushed bowl into the pot, and lifted her eyelids to look at her granddaughter.

A few years ago, the ploughing ox on the production team was poisoned to death, because the place where the ploughing ox fell was covered with wild celery, and everyone said that the ploughing ox was poisoned after eating wild celery, and she was a little suspicious at the time.