Chapter 15: Chopping Caryophyllus
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard, Zhong Cuihua sat in the hall and weaved fishing nets, the weather is good today, the sun is not too big, the fishing nets are moved to the bottom of the trees in the yard, while weaving fishing nets while basking in the sun, making up for calcium, and being in good health.
Zhao Dahai poured a bowl of water, put it on the ground next to the stool where Zhong Cuihua was sitting, took a firewood knife in the kitchen, and walked out of the courtyard door to the vegetable patch at the back of the house. The water just watered in the morning, not long after the sun rose, it was moist and black, and if you looked closely, you could faintly see a little tender yellow on the sprinkled vegetable seeds.
Zhao Dahai is very happy, in a few days can grow into small vegetable seedlings, there are a lot of cats and dogs in the village, especially chickens and ducks, are free-range, the vegetable field has to be fenced, the tide is low at about three o'clock in the afternoon to be able to enter the mangrove forest, in the morning to cut some bamboo, used to enclose the vegetable field.
Zhao Dahai carried a firewood knife to the back mountain behind the village, and after a while, he saw a large bamboo forest, when several ancestors of the village came, these bamboos were already here, they were ownerless, and anyone who wanted to use them could cut them.
There are many types of bamboo. Common ones include moso bamboo and palm bamboo.
The bamboo that grows in the back mountain is not a moso bamboo, not a palm bamboo, I don't know what the real name is, but the people in the village are called caryophyllus. It is characterized by being able to grow very long, even up to ten or twenty meters. The diameter can reach fifteen to twenty centimeters. The bamboo wall is very thick, very hard, and it is relatively thick if it grows for many years, and twenty or thirty years ago, when there were no wooden fishing boats, they all used caryophyllus to make fish and go out to the sea to fish.
Zhao Dahai took a turn in the bamboo forest, picking the bamboo to be cut, as thick as a dozen arms, plus dozens of fingers.
Zhao Dahai rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of an arm-thick caryophyllus, and the firewood knife in his hand raised a forty-five-degree angle and slashed at the root of the caryophyllum next to the ground.
"Dang!"
Zhao Dahai shook his head. Don't look at this is just an arm-thick caryophyllus, very hard and tough, the kitchen knife slashed it, bounced on it, leaving a hole less than half a centimeter deep. Cutting such a bamboo is not good with brute force, no longer using too much force, one knife after another, and it took more than ten times to cut one.
The sun is slowly rising.
The inside of the bamboo forest began to get stuffy.
Zhao Dahai was sweating profusely. In about an hour, I only cut a dozen or so arm-thick caryophyllus, rested for a few minutes, wiped a handful of sweat, and continued to chop with a firewood knife.
Zhao Dahai looked up at the sun in the sky, it had risen high, the time was very tight, he couldn't take a break, he immediately began to sell off the bamboo shoots and bamboo leaves of the cut bamboo, bundled it and carried it to the edge of the vegetable field, the bamboo that had just been cut down had to be dried to tie the fence, this bamboo was far from enough, thinking about continuing to cut, seeing that the sun had risen to the middle of the sky, it was already twelve o'clock, and three o'clock in the afternoon had to enter the mangrove forest.
Zhao Dahai walked into the yard with a firewood knife, grandma Zhong Cuihua did not weave fishing nets, and when she saw the kitchen, she was cooking, and immediately walked over.
"Grandma."
"I cut some bamboo."
"In the past few days, I have to cut a little bit and surround our vegetable patch in a few days."
"Otherwise, the vegetable seedlings will not grow enough for those chickens and ducks to eat, and the cats and dogs will be ruined."
"After eating for a while, take a break. I'll go inside the mangrove forest and take another turn. Let's see if we can catch some more blue crabs. ”
Zhao Dahai washed the pot. The rice is already cooked, and you can eat it after stir-frying. The marinated bacon hung on the stove. Every day when cooking, the fireworks have to be smoked. One is so delicious, and more importantly, it can be stored for a long time without deterioration. I took a knife and cut half a piece of my hand and cut it into slices, grabbed a handful of half-dried mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat on the dustpan at the door, washed it with water a little, put a little oil, put the salty pork belly in it and fried it a few times, and then put the mud snail meat and sea melon seed meat down and fried it together, added some water and boiled, the salted meat already tasted, no need to add salt, dripped a few drops of soy sauce, left a little juice, and put it into a saucer.
"Okay."
"Catch more blue crabs to make more money."
"Don't run too far, you have to watch out for the tide."
Zhong Cuihua extinguished the fire in the stove. The fishing boats have not been repaired, and if you want to make money, you have to run more in places like mangroves.
Zhao Dahai loaded two bowls of rice, holding the vegetables, the yard was very hot, I couldn't stay, I could only eat in the hall, the oil aroma of the salted meat and the umami of the mud snail sea melon seeds were mixed together, it was very delicious, I ate it in a big gulp, thinking that there were more perfect vegetables, and I was looking forward to the early harvest of the vegetable field behind the house.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun is big and poisonous.
Zhao Dahai strode towards the mangrove forest at the west end of the village, wearing a flat pole and a few net bags, wearing liberation shoes.
"The sea."
"Where are you going?"
……
"Yo!"
"Catch the sea, huh?"
……
"Picking up mud snails and sea melon seeds?"
"What's so good about this?"
……
Zhao Dahai touched his nose, quickened his pace, and met seven or eight people, each of whom said hello and talked, and heard that he was a little disappreciative when he went to touch the mud snails and sea melon seeds, and felt a little funny in his heart.
"The sea!"
Zhao Dahai walked to the village wharf, turned around and just wanted to go to the west, when he made a loud noise, turned his head to look, and someone from a fishing boat was waving at him.
"Uncle Liu."
"At first glance?"
"Something?"
Zhao Dahai got on the dock and walked to Liu Bin's boat.
"Huh!"
"Aren't there land next to each other on the mountain?"
"Last year, the family planted some fruit trees, but my mother-in-law had no brains, and a few trees were planted in your field. I went up and took a look yesterday to find out. ”
Liu Bin wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.
"My aunt married from another village, and it's normal to remember it wrong and not be able to tell the difference."
Zhao Dahai smiled.
"It's been too busy for the past two days. I found a time to go up the hill again and dig up the tree. ”
"I'm here today, and I'll talk to you."
Liu Bin blushed, like a fire, he didn't know what to say, and his heart was so weak that he couldn't do it.
Zhao Dahai nodded, casually said a few words, and turned around and walked towards the mangrove forest.
Liu Bin looked at Zhao Dahai and breathed a sigh of relief, his face was a little complicated, Sun Minghua's matter, he was watching from the side that day, Zhao Dahai looked like a ruthless person.
"Hey!"
"No one dares to underestimate Zhao Dahai now."
"Lao Tzu is a hero. That's a good statement. ”
"Don't look at the bastard for two years, no one dares to underestimate it when you look back!"
Liu Bin shook his head. Zhao Dahai's father and mother had an accident and left, everyone in the village looked down on Zhao Dahai and Zhong Cuihua, orphans and widows had to be bullied, not to mention orphans and a seventy old lady, Zhao Dahai taught Sun Minghua a hard lesson, and stood up in the village, no one dared to underestimate it, no one dared to bully.