The sun was in the middle of the day, the breeze was blowing, and the courtyard of the Wang family was lively.

The whole village came to Wang's house to eat Shangliang rice, which was a little more lively than during the New Year.

"Big mountain, come and sit, and voila! Uncle Wang bought us wine, come on. ”

Behind the mountain were a few little girls, the tallest one holding the youngest, gesturing in their hands.

"This is not the deaf and dumb daughter of Dashan, why is it still wrapped around her legs and falling?"

"Alas! I said that people are still there, you can't accumulate virtue in your mouth. ”

Li Aling took Fubao by the hand and looked at the four little girls opposite, she rarely saw girls of the same age.

"Come on, come on, eat sugar." Zhang Guihua grabbed the sugar and gave it to a few little girls.

"And fried peanuts."

An Ran looked at the little girl's leg, which looked a little badly injured.

But now that I can walk, it should be much better.

Several little girls passed her, and she could hear some sounds coming out of the little girl's throat.

Enron guessed that this little girl was just deaf, but she must have no problem speaking, as the saying goes, ten deaf and nine dumb, it is estimated that she can't speak because she can't hear.

In modern times, it would be much better to have a cochlear implant.

"Come and sit here." Liu Chunlan greeted a few little girls.

A few little girls were very happy, holding the sugar and peanuts in their hands, and talking happily.

"Look! That's not lice, it's all running up the hair. ”

The woman sitting next to her looked at the girls, and watched as they had strands of hair and lice crawling on them.

The woman made her eyes look at the others, and she sat farther away, which would be uncomfortable if she were stained.

Xiaoqin's face turned red, and she lowered her head and did not speak.

Fang Cuiying naturally saw it, and was a little afraid of this lice in her heart, so she asked the children to play far away.

These babies who don't have a mother, Dashan is busy earning stuttering every day, where do you have time to care, look pitiful.

The people who sat with a few little girls all moved the benches, and such an action pierced the little girl's heart.

Everybody doesn't like them!

"Serve!"

An Ran felt that their family had set up a dam feast, and she was fortunate to sit at the adult's table.

Daddy Wang held her on his lap and sandwiched soft and glutinous dishes for her, especially the meat in the fragrant bowl.

There are ten pieces of fat and thin meat in each fragrant bowl, and each person at a table of eight people can eat a piece.

But the incense bowl was made a day in advance, and there was not so much preparation, so it could only be served for two tables.

You don't need chopsticks to eat safely, this kind of big fat is the most fragrant to eat with your hands, especially the fat with white flowers on it, which can pinch out the oil and water.

Her grandfather was drinking with his uncle at the table, and his face was red.

"Thanks, don't! I can't drink alcohol, just drink it well, and leave me alone. Meng Ruan Qin refused.

"How can a manly man not know how to drink, come on, come on, happy today, I salute Master Mengzi with a glass."

I heard that this guy is teaching children in the Wang family, and he can easily earn money, and the work of scholars is easier than that of those who work hard.

"It's just, happy, it's okay to have a drink, let's try it!"

Under everyone's persuasion, Meng Ruanqin really couldn't shirk it, but he could not go to the children's table.

An Ran looked at the wine jar on the table, the bowl they used to drink, just like that, as little as one or two, as much as three taels of wine.

Meng Fuzi picked up the bowl with both hands very unskillfully, and a smell of wine penetrated into his nostrils.

"How can you have hands when you drink, my brother will teach you, like this."

A carpenter proudly held the bowl, raised his hand with one hand, raised his head and drank it in one sip, and grinned after drinking.

This wine is a man's favorite, commonly known as "burning knives", and is a strong liquor.

Meng Ruanqin only felt that his throat was burning his lungs, as if hundreds of knives were inserted in his chest, but after a while, he felt that his chest was stuffy.

Several men laughed loudly, saying that Meng Fuzi was not good, and they all took a bite of it.

An Ran was curious, this "knife-burning" wine was really like what they said.

The little hand quickly put a little in Daddy Wang's bowl, phew, so spicy!

How this wine spicy tongue! Rub your tongue.

Daddy Wang found that Fu Bao secretly tasted the wine in his bowl, smiled, and put the other end of his chopsticks in the wine bowl.

"You little chubby girl, come and have a taste."

An Ran looked at the chopsticks that had touched the wine and shook his head, it didn't taste good! It's not delicious!

An Ran's shaking made a lot of men laugh, where can the little doll drink soju, look at the spicy appearance.

An Ran stuck out his tongue, why do they all like to drink this spicy and spicy wine, not only has a strange taste but also chokes on the lungs.

The men bragged and peeled peanuts, ate little food, and barely touched a table.

Li Zhenxiang saw that her daughter was eating meat and wanted to bring someone over.

Her father-in-law showed off his white and chubby granddaughter wherever he went, and his eyes narrowed with laughter when he heard the praise of others.

The other tables are not like the tables of this big man, which are already chopsticks fighting in the bowl.

The most endearing thing is the meat on the fragrant bowl, which is so hungry that it is not enough at all, it all depends on personal hand speed.

"Second crutch, what are you turning in the bowl! If you don't let people eat it, you will eat your saliva! ”

The second crutch took the chopsticks out of the bowl, licked his tongue on the chopsticks, and said shamelessly: "This doesn't turn over the meat, whoever told you to clip it so quickly, there will be pickles left, and whoever will eat your leftover pickles." ”

The second crutch took a look around, and found that there were still one or two pieces of meat in the fragrant bowl on the main table, and with the bowl, he cheekily stepped forward to ask for it.

"Yay! Why, we haven't eaten yet, and there is a rule for one table. ”

Mazi stretched out his chopsticks to stop him, preventing the second crutch from holding the meat.

"I haven't eaten a piece of this, where is there enough to divide it, you all keep the good things at the main table, look at how many are left."

Mazi was not happy, their table was the same amount as other tables, and there were a few pieces left in this fragrant bowl, and the little granddaughter of the host's family was reluctant to move the chopsticks when she saw that she loved to eat.

"Every table is the same, you ask the aunts, the dishes on the meal that everyone cooks together." Zhang Guihua explained.

Fang Cuiying shouted the second crutch, saying that if she didn't hurry up to eat, she would have to eat pickles later.

As soon as the second crutch turned around, there was only a little soup left on the table for a while, and he cursed in his heart, he was starving to death.

When the boys finished eating, they said that they wanted to play in the yard, and many children came to the house today.

"Wenyuan, the food cooked at your house is really delicious." Ergouzi burped, satisfied, he ate a large piece of meat today, and licked his lips with his tongue as if aftertasted.

Fang Cuiying glanced at the table where the boys had finished eating, this was the pig arch finished brewing, and the soup was everywhere.

Li Aling took the back basket, and the rabbits' rations were gone.

An Ran took Li Aling's hand, holding the small hoe that the uncle made for her.

It's almost May, and there is a lot of rabbit grass growing on the slopes of the fields, and you can cut a lot of it anywhere.

Rabbit grass is also particular, what they like to eat and what they don't like to eat, which ones grow quickly, and when summer comes, which grasses are eaten to clear the heat.

An Ran followed behind with a small hoe, she remembered all the grass Li Aling dug up, and when she encountered the same grass, she pointed to it.

"Wow, Fubao, you're amazing, it's a mountain mushroom."

Li Aling glanced at the place pointed by Fu Bao, and was about to dig the grass into the back basket with a small hoe, but found the mushrooms hidden in it.

She had eaten this mushroom before, it was very fresh, and it tasted better than meat.

An Ran squatted, tilting her head to look at the grass, she was actually referring to rabbit grass, but she didn't expect that there was a mushroom.

Isn't this a chicken fir! Wild mushrooms!

Li Aling carefully peeled off the soil around the mushroom and pulled it along the roots with her hands.

A whole mushroom is unearthed, like an open umbrella.

The cover of this mushroom is gray, and under the lid is a fold unique to mushrooms, the stem is white and slender, and the bottom root is black.

(End of chapter)